Thursday, July 3, 2008

SAB MURDA HAIN APNE JANAZON MEIN..


.................................SAB MURDA HAIN APNE JANAZON MEIN....

kuch khilte hain kuch khilkhilatein hain
kuch bebat daude chale jaate hain...
dakiyanoos,mauka-parast,shubh-chintak.......

fandon mein kaid
salaidaar sweator....
buno kuch,kuch aur bunte chale jaate hain...
udhedo kuch,kuch aur udhede chale jaate hain
sab murda hain.....
apne janazon mein...

tum kaun ho?
tumhara wazood kya hai?
ek kasar abhi baaki hai...tumhari parwarish mein
zirah ki naubat pe laake chod diye gaye ho tum...
tumhe maaloom hai aune-paune kaise bajte hain
kaise zindgi mein "naukri ki" aur "nibhai jaati hai..
thaka ghoda chal sakta hai
par tum ek gilas paani le ke nahin pee sakte..
sab kuch yahan jhannatedaar hai
tamache ke siwa....
jo pade bhi...pade na bhi..
kya fark padta hai?....
kaun si usme aawaj baaki hai....
sab murda hai...
apne janazon mein....

DOPAHAR se hi kyon shuru hoti hai zindgi..
DOPAHAR pe hi kyon khatm hoti hai zindgi...
sab kuch dhoop mein hai....
to "tark"mein kyon nahi..
sab kuch "chaasni " mein hai to zaban pe kyon nahi...
chasme ka number umar ke padao pe thahar sakta hai
to chasme ka aadmi kyon nahi..
kyon naashte mein...
aaj bhi do anda,ek gilas doodh...aur dher saare tark mez pe aaake jama ho jaate hain.
kyon chaaku kaatne ke bajay...
godne ki majboori rota phirta hai...
lohar ne kya sachmuch hindustan se bhatthiyan ujad lin...
aur pesa badalkar kapda press karne laga.....
kyon "crease"itni "important" hai..
ki "salwatein" sirf "shaayari" aur "mazak" ke kaam aati hain...
.....................................................................................................................................................................
.............................kabhi tumne bistar pe bikhar ke dekha hai..
wahan ek aawaz pasri ho shaayad.................us "LADKI" ki.....
jise tum hakiqat mein BUS-STOP ke paas chod ke chale aaye ho..
jiske kaanon ke "tops".......aaj bhi tumhari peeth mein chubh jaate hon...
uski nail polish lage nakhoon ki tarah.............................
.......socho mat
...majboori ka naam mat do use..
....apne se alag kar do.....
....chaar kadam peeche duniya nahi hai..
....par chaar kadam aage duniya hai..
........................................tatolo...............................................................

kya bewkoofi hai.......
itni choti si cheez ka andaaza nahi laga sakte...
aadmi ho ya......
MAIN TUMSE ZIRAH MEIN NAHI PADNA CHAHTI.....
pehle bhi kaha hai...
tum sawal karte ho......
KYON karte ho....??
haan nahi hai jawab....
TUMHARI baaton ka....
jab tha tab tha....
PAST angrezi mein hota hai....HINDI mein nahi...
HINDI mein use DEEMAK kahte hai..
wo bunta nahi
udhedta hai...
aur tum wahi chahte ho...
khud ko bhi udhedna............................AUR MUJHE BHI
MERI POORI ZINDGI KA SAWAL HAI>>>>>>
tumhari na bhi ho........??
tum to WO banna chahte the...?
tum to WO karna chahte the...?
par maine tumse aisa kabhi nahi kaha...
MAIN TO GUJAR rahi thi...
socha tumhe bhi saath le lun...
KAHAN pata tha?
DHAARIWAL KI kampaniyan
wahan aaj bhi woon(WOOL) banati hai....
...........................................................................................................................................................................
.......................................................... tumhari photo dekhi...
kisne khichi hai?
maine to nahi..!
koi apni kheech bhi sakta hai kya?
kyon?..,kyon nahi?....
bina camere ke to kheech sakta hai na?
tumhe aisa kyon lagta hai..
ek "adad camera" zindgi ko" wo" de sakta hai
JO MAIN TUMHE NAHI>>>
kyonki insaan hona tumhari ..mazboori hai meri nahi...
tum kahna kya chahte ho?
kuch nahi!
par tumne abhi kuch kaha hai?
tumhare liye nahi kaha!
phir kiske liye...?
.....jo mujhe sunne ke liye baadhya hain
kaun hain wo log main bhi to jaanun..
mujhko dekha hai...bas!
aise hi kuch aur log....tumhare jaanne se kya?
aante ke parthan ki tarah....wazood ko thaali mein liye..
" apni maa-apni bahan...."
ho gaya
de di gaali
maine to nahi di....
tumne sikhayi thi mujhe...!
us din
........................................................................................................................................................................
....US DIN JAB TUM TAAR WALI KURSHI PE BAITHE KUCH LIKH RAHE THE....
main tumhare paas aayi thi
tumhara kamra garm tha...
PANKHA tumhara bahana hai
tum A.c afford nahi kar sakte
poora hindustaan cooler mein sota hai..
aur tum ho ki
JUKAM ka bahana karte ho...
.......TUM MUJHE EK COOLER GIFT KAR DO......................................
main kyon kar doon...????
TUM meri gode mein thi...
us kursi pe jo plastic ke taaron se buni thi..
Machchar tumhare naak pe aaake baith gaya tha
cooler ki phoos se ud ke aaya hoga shaayad...
main hansa...
chalo..
cooler na sahi...yahan machchar to hai..
tumne naak sikodi..
main dar gaya..
par machchar nahi..
WO wahin baitha tha..
jab kabhi bhi tumne naak sikodi
main dar jaata tha..
tum kuch kah na do..
AUR main poora na kar paun
TUMHE AISA KYON LAGTA HAI MAIN TUMSE KUCH MANGOONGI>>
maangne ka dar nahi lagta
na de paane ka dar lagta hai
phir dar lagta hai
TUMNE AAJ TAK MUJHE CHODA KYON NAHI..
KYON??????AISA KYON LAGTA HAI....
.........................................................................................
.....................ladkiyan un logon ko chod deti hain..
tumhe kisne bataya ladkiyon ke baare mein?????
maine aisa suna hai...!!!!!!!
par maine to aaj tak tumhe nahi choda..
tum khilkhilayiii
aur machchar ud gaya
main khush tha
tum cooler ke bina rah logi...
RAH LOGI SE KYA MATLAB HAI TUMHARA?????????????????????????????????
aur tabhi..
neeche se plastik ke kuch taar toot gaye..
aur hum dono karibbb......
us DIN SE KYA MATLAB HAI TUMHARA????????????????????????????????????????
.....................................
.....................................................
............................................................tum sawal karte ho!!!!.............................................................
par tum zawab nahi deti..
mere paas waqt nahi hai!!!!!
tab tha...
MERE PAAS PATIENCE NAHI HAI...
tab tha....
MERE BHITAR TUMHARE LIYE WO JAGAH nahi hai...!!!!!
tab tha....
nahi kaha maine..
kahte-kahte ruka bhi nahi......
sirf”nahi kaha.”...............................................................


.......kursi ke saare taar udhde the
neeche ki taraf jhool rahe the..
MACHCHAR UDA.....chakkar kaat-ta raha....
har taraf phoos thi..
shaayad wo bhi confuse tha..
kahan baithe..kahan na baithe,,
cooler saalon se sookh gaya lagta hai
MAINE SOCHA AUR DEEWAR SE SATI PITH KO ALAG KAR LIYA
bilkul waise hee
jaise tumne kiya tha
saalon pah;le
mera ek saal se gujar nahi hota....mujhe saalon chahiya
cheezon ko bunne ke liye
udhedne ke liye....
peeth nangi thi
deewar ke choone ki ek parat..
pasine ke saath chipak gayi..
AISA LAGA PEETH KA APNA KOI WAZOOD HI NAHI THA...
..........................................................
wo deewar se jaani jaati hai
jaise tum cooler na hone ki wajah se mujhe janti ho
aisa mujhe lagta hai
JAANTI HO TUM....
USS DIN
JAB TUM US TOOTI BEINT KI KURSI MEIN...
meri gode mein baithi thi...
MUJHSE ZIRAH KAR RAHI THi...
meri kamiz khich gayi thi..
AUR GALE KE PAAS KI EK BATAN.....
darak gayi thi..
BATAN DHEELI THi
batan kamzor thi..
BATAN-BATAN THI..
............................................par mujhse achchi thi wo.............
wo jaanti thi
use andesha tha
TUMHARE CHALE JAANE KA....
............................................mujhe batan ke tootne ka malal nahi hai.....................
..................................
....................................
......................................................
........par uske tootne ke baad
WAHAN EK DHAAAGA LATKA PHIRTA HAI>>
us dhaage mein maine kai baar..
BOONDEIN latki dekhi hai.............
sookhi kamiz ke
tooti batan ke...
EK DHAAGE SE KOI BOOND KAISE LATAK SAKTI HAI??????????????
ek SAWAL hai
jo tumhare na chahte hue bhi..
aaj bhi har waqt dimag mein latka rahta hai
....aur wo machchar...ab har waqt..
..kamre mein chakkar kaat-ta rahta hai..
jab ki har jagah PHOOS bikhri padi hai..
.......
...................
..............................
......aur cooler ki aawajein pados ke saare gharon se nikalkar..
...dimag mein jama ho rahi hai..
...
....
.....................................SAB MURDA HAI APNE ZANAJON MEIN
haan kisi ko khabar hai..
to koi murda-parasht hai
apne khayalon mein...

HAAAAAN SAB MURDA HAIN APNE ZANAZON MEIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

No comments: