𝙄𝙨 𝙠𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙝𝙮𝙖𝙢 𝙨𝙚, 𝙠𝙖𝙫𝙞 𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙦𝙩 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙠𝙞 𝙖𝙟𝙚𝙚𝙗 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙚𝙝𝙧𝙞 𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙠𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞. 𝙔𝙚𝙝 𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙠𝙞 𝙠𝙝𝙪𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙝𝙞 𝙚𝙠 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙞 𝙠𝙖 𝙚𝙝𝙨𝙖𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞, 𝙟𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙚 𝙟𝙖𝙯𝙗𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙮𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙖𝙯 𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙄𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙠𝙝𝙪𝙙 𝙨𝙚 𝙟𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙥𝙣𝙚 𝙝𝙞 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙠𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙟𝙝𝙣𝙚 𝙠𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙖𝙩 𝙠𝙞 𝙜𝙖𝙮𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙞, 𝙟𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙠 𝙙𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙙 𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙝𝙞 𝙠𝙖 𝙧𝙖𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙚.


Kuch ajeeb sa chal raha hai ye waqt ka safar,
Ek gehri-si khamoshi hai khud ke hi andar.
Na mila sukoon, na kisi apne ka asar,
Bas apne hi jazbaat se ho gaya hoon beasar.

Dil ki baatein chhupi hain, par lafzon ka daaman hai chhota,
Kehne ka bhi ab mann nahi, sab kuch hai toota.
Khamoshi mein kyun chhupi hai yeh bechaini,
Apni hi parchhayi kyun lagti hai anjaani?

Jee rha hoon bas, par jeene ka maqsad kahaan,
Koi apna ho jise keh doon apni yeh daastan.
Raaton mein bhi wohi tanhaai ka safar,
Jaise khud ka ban gaya hoon humsafar.

Jahan apne saath ka ehsaas bhi adhoora lage,
Wahi khamoshi ke andar ek raaz sa chhupa lage.
Kya ye safar kabhi khatam hoga, ya yun hi chalega?
Ya phir yeh khamoshi hi mera sach banega?

Khud ke saath jeene ki yeh dor kab chhute,
Is khamoshi ke shor mein kabhi apna bhi mile.
Par lagta hai apne se door jaana hai asaan,
Kyunki is safar mein bas apni khamoshi ka hi hai paighaam.

Ek din shayad yeh khamoshi bhi apna raasta badaley,
Kuch naya hoga, aisi khushi ki aashaa jagaye.
Par abhi toh har pal yeh khamoshi hi mera raaz,
Is safar mein kabhi toh mile kisi apne ka saath.


“𝙀𝙆 𝘿𝙄𝙉 𝙆𝙃𝘼𝙈𝙊𝙎𝙃𝙄 𝘽𝙃𝙄 𝘼𝙋𝙉𝙄 𝙍𝘼𝘼𝙃 𝘿𝙃𝙊𝙊𝙉𝘿𝙃𝙀𝙂𝙄,
𝙏𝘼𝘽𝙃𝙄 𝙆𝙃𝙐𝙎𝙃𝙄 𝙆𝙄 𝙉𝘼𝙔𝙄 𝙐𝙈𝙀𝙀𝘿
𝙅𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙔𝙀𝙂𝙄.”

- ʙʏ ʜᴀʀᴅɪᴋ ᴊᴀɪɴ. ©

© Hardik Jain