Sunday, August 3, 2008

........tumhare hisse ki zindgi

Swadesh Deepak ke liye.....jinke jaane ke baad hum anaath ho gaye.






maine apne hisse ki zindgi jee

aur tumhare hisse ki mej(table)pe rakh di
usi mej pe

jispe alarm,dher saare kagaz,tumhare kaano ki baaliyan,napkin aur tumhari purse bikhri padi hui hai..

wahan ek guldasta hai jo mej
pe nahi calender pe bana hai
calender mein kuch taarikhein hai
aur taarikhon ke bahut karib
tumhari lipistics ke kai shades
jo apne nishano(n) mein
kabhi gahre t
o kabhi halke hote rahte hain.










ye lo tumhare hisse ki zindgi

main tumhari gardan ke paas aake phusphusaya....

khusbooo thi wahan....
tum kuch nahi boli to maine khusboo se kaha..
agar main mar gaya to...

khusboo boli tum kyon maroge?
maroongi agar?..to pahle main..

tum chillayee..
tum meri gardan ke paas aake itni tej saansein kyon lete ho..
maine kaha
saanse thodi thi..
socha tumhare jaane se pahle saari le loon...
tumne kaha
tumhari baatein meri samajh mein nahi aati










maine kaha

baaton ki nahi saanso ki baat ho
rahi hai
aur tumne dheere s
e mujhe dhakela
door hato

kyon?

mujhe achcha nahi
lagta
kya?

tum chup rahi
aur mujhe laga
jaise calender ke guldaste mein ek bargad ug haaya ho

us bargad ke neeche chhaon thi....

wahan ek taarikh ki kurshi thi
aur hum dono
usi ek kursi mein sa
alon se baithe hain.










na tum mujhse kuch kahti ho

na main tumse
dar hai
kahin bargad jheena na ho jaye
aur hame dhoop lagni shuru ho jaaye.

jab hum chup hote hain
jab hum apne hisse ki zindgi jee rahe hote hai
bina garm saanson ki parwah ke
hum ek kursi par
ek hi bargad ke neeche
zindgi ki saari dhoopon ko nazarandaaz kar dete hain

to

tabhi

pankhe ki hawa se calender udta hai
aur usme bana bargad jheena ho jaata hai
taarikh pe tiki hamari kursi toot jaati hai
aise mein GULDASTA hans ke kahta hai
jee chuke apne hisse ki Zindgi?











aur main kahta hoon...

na JEE CHUKA GULDASTE KE HISSE ki zindgi....
to jao ab apni jiyo.........
ab main hansa....
kaun jee paya hai apne hisse ki Zindgi
phir...
SAB KAAT-TE hain apne hisse ki Zindgi.

achanak calender
pankhe ki hawa se tej phadphadane laga
aur taarikhein
mej pe jharke bikharne lagi..
har jagah
alarm,kagaz ke tukdon,tumhari baaliyon,napkin aur tumhare purse pe bhi.
wahan jahan tumhare hisse ki zindgi thi.