tumhaara phone aaya hai ajab si oob shaamil ho gayi hai roz jeene men palon ko din men din ko kaat kar jeena maheene men mahj maayusiyaan jagti hain ab kaisi bhi aahat par hazaaron uljhnon ke ghonsle latke hain chaukhat par achaanak sab ki sab ye chuppiyaan ik saath pighli hain ummeedein sab simat kar haath ban jaane ko machli hain mere kamre ke sannaate ne angadaai si to dii hai meri KHaamoshiyon ne ek naghma gungunaaya hai tumhaara phone aaya hai tumhaara phone aaya hai sati ka chaitra dik jaa.e jaise roop-baari men ki jaise chhath ke mauke par jagah mil jaa.e gaa dii men meri awaaz se jaage tumhaare baam-o-dar jaise ye namumkin si hasrat hai khyaali hai magar jaise ba dii naakaamiyon ke baad himmat ki lehar jaise ba dii bechainiyon ke baad raahat ka pahar jaise ba dii gumnaamiyon ke baad shohrat ki mehr jaise subah aur shaam ko saadhe hue ik dopahar jaise bade unwaan ko baandhe hue chhoti bahar jaise nayi dulhan ke sharmate hue shaam-o-sehar jaise hatheli par rachi mehn dii achaanak muskuraai hai meri aankhoñ men aañsu ka sitaara jagmagaya hai tumhaara phone aaya hai tumhaara phone aaya hai

meraa sansaar mere man ka sukoon bhi tum ho tum hi meri manzil uskaa junoon bhi tum ho meraa din bhi tum ho meri raat bhi tum ho meri neend bhi tum ho mere jazbaat bhi tum ho meraa har lamha tum ho mere haalaat bhi tum ho meraa jeevan bhi tum ho iski masti bhi tum ho hooñ agar main majhdhaar to phir iski kashtii bhi tum ho agar hooñ main shareer to iski asthi bhi tum ho aur hooñ agar main aatma to iski mukti bhi tum ho meraa vairaagya bhi tum ho meri aasakti bhi tum ho meraa eeshwar bhi tum ho meri bhakti bhi tum ho main agar dil hooñ to iski dhadkan bhi tum ho meri har baat tum ho meri tardpan bhi tum ho meri swatantrata bhi tum ho meraa bandhan bhi tum ho meraa sukh bhi tum ho meri muskaan bhi tum ho meraa dukh bhi tum ho meraa sammaan bhi tum ho meraa bal bhi tum ho meraa swaabhimaaan bhi tum ho meri praarthana bhi tum ho meraa abhimaan bhi tum ho meraa har kaam bhi tum ho thak jaaun to aaraam bhi tum ho bheje hain tujhko chaand ke haathon vo saare paigaam bhi tum ho saanson men bas teraa naam hai meraa to anjaam bhi tum ho meraa to aadhaar hi tum ho meri to sarkaar hi tum ho meri to faqeeri bhi tum ho khazane ka ambaar bhi tum ho mere labon ka maun bhi tum ho mere dil ki pukaar bhi tum ho meri to kutiya bhi tum ho meraa raaj-darbaar bhi tum ho meraa har vikaar bhi tum ho meraa to shrungaar bhi tum ho meri jeet-haar bhi tum ho meraa gussa-pyaar bhi tum ho meraa to ghar baar hi tum ho jeene ke aasaar hi tum ho kaise main bataau tujhe tumhaare bin main kuchh bhi nahin meraa to sansaar hi tum ho meraa to sansaar hi tum ho meraa to sansaar hi tum ho

koi nahin samajhta koi baat nahin samajhta koi jazbaat nahin samajhta koi samajh leta hai KHvaabon ko par koi raat nahin samajhta koi doori nibhaana jaanta hai par koi saath nahin samajhta koi baghair dekhe chun leta hai saa thii par koi zaat-paat nahin samajhta koi jaan leta hai jhoo thii hañsi par koi haalaat nahin samajhta koi baat nahin samajhta to koi jazbaat nahin samajhta

raaygaani-2 jo baat ginti ke kuchh dinon se shuroo thii vo saal-ha-saal tak chali hai kaii zamaanon men bant gaii hai main in zamaanon men lamha lamha tumhaari nazaron ke bin raha hooñ main ab talak bhi tumhaare jaane ka baaki nuksaan gin raha hooñ mujhe zamaana ye kah raha tha ki raaygaani mubaalga hai bhala tumhaari judaai ka dukh zamaan makaan ko hila raha hai bhala relativity ki science kisi ke murne se munselik hai inhen batao tumhaare jaane ka dukh utha kar faqat akela vo main nahin tha jo zarra zarra bikhar gaya tha tumhaare jaane ke kuchh dinon men hamaara hawking bhi mar gaya tha aur uski theory ke kaale gadde jinhen hamesha tumhaari aankhoñ men dekhna tha vo mere chehre pe pad ga.e hain vo meri aankhoñ men gad ga.e hain tumhaare jaane ke baad sab kuchh hi ek assee ke zaaviye par palat gaya hai ki meraa hona tumhaare hone se munselik tha tumhaari aankhoñ ki raushni thii to main bhi duniya men ho raha tha tumhaare lehje ke sur mile the to main banaa tha tumhaare haathon ka lams haathon ko mil raha tha to dekhta tha hamaare haathon men atomon ki dafa ki kuwwat kashish men kaise badal rahi hai par ab tumhaari nazar kahii hai tumhaara lahjaa bhi ab nahin hai to tum batao main kis tariqe se apni hasti ko naisti se juda karunga main dang aankhoñ se saari duniya ko dekhta hooñ aur apne hone ki koi illat talaashta hooñ ajeeb tarah ka be-nishaan be-makaam dukh hai samajhne waale samajh ga.e the ye raaygaani hai raaygaani tamaam sadiyon ka khaam dukh hai main ab haqeeqat samajh raha hooñ tamaam dukh tha tamaam dukh hai tumhein bataaun kisi ke hone ka koi maqsad koi maani kahii nahin hai agar to nietzsche nahin mara hai to us se poocha kya karenge zameen pe rah ke pale badhenge baka ki khaatir lade marengay phir apne jaise kaii janenge aur is jahaan se nikal padenge jinhe janenge vo sab ke sab bhi yahii karenge pale badhenge lade marengay phir un ke bacche aur un ke bacche ye kya tamasha-e-ha-o-hoo hai ye zindagi hai to aakh thoo hai

mard-e-mohabbat us ki dictionary men mard ka matlab na-mard likha hua hai KHush-qismat mard aur auratein ek doosre ke dil ki pasand hote hain uski bad-qismati ki poshaak par sab se badaa daagh yahii hai ke vo kuchh na-mardon ke niche hisse ko pasand hai sivaae ek mard ke sivaae ek shaKHs ke use kisi mard ke dil ne nahin chaaha jis ne use us lamhe bhi sirf dekha jo lamha mard aur na-mard hone ka faisla kar diya karta hai mard apni mohabbat ke li.e be-shumaar naz men likh saka hai magar ek baar bhi apni mohabbat ko gaali nahin de saka bhale uski mahbooba jism-farosh hi kyuuñ na ho mard ke li.e devi hoti hai azeem ladkiyon aur izzat mand mardon ke dil salaamat rahen jo dhoke ki talwaaron se kaat diye ga.e magar apni mohabbat ki be-hurmati par taiyaar na hua ek mard ka lahu-luhaan dil jise bad-dua ki poori ijaazat hai vo phir bhi dua men yahii kahtaa hai maula use uske naam ka saaya naseeb kar vo samajh sake ki mohabbat aur mard ki meem ek hi miTTi se banii hai mohabbat aur mard ke saath huroof mil kar saath banaate hain lekin use ye ramz koi mard hi bataa saka hai uski dictionary aur zindagi men koi mard nahin hai

tumhaara naam lene se tumhein apni pareshaani abhii main kah nahin saktaa tumhein dil men rakhoonga to main zinda rah nahin saktaa mujhe maaloom hai ik daur tha jab chahti theen tum mujhe apni duaon men hamesha maangti theen tum magar ab kya kahooñ tumse meraa dil kitna rota hai tumhaara naam lene se gale men dard hota hai tumhaare naam se ab phool bhi murjhaane lagte hain tumhaare zikr se aankhoñ men aañsu aane lagte hain tumhein ab phool koii tod kar main de nahin saktaa tumhaara naam main apni zabaan se le nahin saktaa tumhein likhta hai khat phir dil use khun men bhigota hai tumhaara naam lene se gale men dard hota hai laga hai rog koii ya tumhaari baddua hai ye samajh men kuchh nahin aata ki mujh...ko kya hua hai ye nishaan apne mere dil se mita do aaj tum jaanaan mujhe kyuuñ dard hota hai bataa do raaz tum jaanaan tumhaare daaghoon ko ye dil bahut mushkil se dhota hai tumhaara naam lene se gale men dard hota hai karunga ek din aisa main saare khat baha dooñga kahaanii be-vafaaii kii samandar ko suna dooñga padega phir tumhein maaloom kaise rah raha hooñ main s abhii sach hai jo is kavita. men tumse kah raha hooñ main k abhii raaton men jagta hai k abhii dil din men sota hai tumhaara naam lene se gale men dard hota hai