𝐈𝐬 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚, 𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐨 𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐡𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐢, 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢-𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐢 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐝𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐥𝐢 𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐚𝐫 𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐣𝐨 𝐠𝐮𝐳𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐰𝐨𝐡 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐚 𝐡𝐢 𝐞𝐤 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐤𝐡𝐮𝐝 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐡 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐞.

Har koi mera ho jaye, aise mere armaan nahi,
Main uss raat ka tukda hoon, jismein subah ki jagah nahi.
Sheeshe ke tukdon mein bikhar gayi hai rooh meri,
Jo tasveer kabhi ban na paayi, uski koi pehchan nahi.

Raaste toh milte hain, par manzil kabhi saamne nahi,
Meri zindagi ka safar hai, par isme sath koi aur nahi.
Kaash kisi ko meri awaaz sunayi deti,
Par jo mere andar hai, uski koi zubaan nahi.

Dard se mera rishta hai, raahon mein bas andhera,
Khushiyon ka toh naam hai lekin, mera unse waasta nahi gehra.
Har pal jo chubh jaata hai, woh bas yaadon ka zakham hai,
Jo asli haqdaar hai yaad ka, woh kabhi main raha nahi.

Aksar sochta hoon, kaash mere bhi sapne hote,
Jaise baaki logon, jinme rang aur apne hote.
Par mere khwaab toh hamesha dhundhle nikle,
Jinse milne ki koshish mein sirf aansoo hi nikle.

Dil ke veerano mein aksar aawaaz aati hain,
Kaash koi yaad karey, koi pyaar-se baat karein.
Lekin naseeb ka sikka kabhi palat na saka,
Main woh khushnaseeb nahi, jise koi yaad rakh saka.

Har chehra ajnabi, har nazar adhuri hain,
Dil ke sheeshe mein dard ki majburi hain.
Main woh sheesha hoon, jo toot kar bhi jud na paaya,
Meri kismat mein kabhi tasveer ka noor nahi aaya.

Mitti ke kuch rishte, haath se fisalte jaa rahe hain,
Aankhon mein raakh bankar, dard chhupaye ja rahe hain.
Jo kabhi apne the, ab unki yaadon mein bhi zinda nahi,
Main qaidi hoon har un yaadon ka, par meri yaad kisi ko nahi.

Aks ka saaya hoon, jo har jagah hai magar dikhta kahin nahi,
Meri kahani ka raaz toh hai, par uski koi haqeeqat nahi.
Main woh sapna hoon jo kabhi poora nahi ho sakta,
Har pal talash ke safar mein hoon, jo kabhi khatam nahi.

Yeh zindagi ka safar bas ek khamoshi hain,
Jismein har dard chhupa hai, par uska koi jawab nahi.
Main hoon ek parchayi jo har aaine mein dikhti hain,
Par meri tasveer ka asar, kisi ne kabhi mehsoos kiya nahi.

“𝐀𝐤𝐬 𝐤𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧, 𝐣𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐡𝐞,
𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐤𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐢 𝐤𝐨 𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞.”

- ʙʏ ʜᴀʀᴅɪᴋ ᴊᴀɪɴ. ©
© Hardik Jain