vo log bahut KHush-qismat the jo ishq ko kaam samjhte the ya kaam se aashiqi karte the ham jeete-ji masroof rahe kuchh ishq kiya kuchh kaam kiya kaam ishq ke aadhe aata raha aur ishq se kaam uljhta raha phir aaKHir tang aa kar ham ne dono ko adhoora chhod diya

mujh...ko itne se kaam pe rakh lo jab bhi seene men jhoolta locket ulta ho jaaye to main haathon se seedha karta rahoon us..ko jab bhi aweza uljhe baalon men muskuraa ke bas itna-sa kah do aah chubhta hai yah alag kar do jab gharaare men paanv fans jaaye ya dupatta kisi kiwaad se atke ik nazar dekh lo to kaafi hai please kah do to achha hai lekin muskuraane ki shart pakki hai muskuraahat muawza hai meraa mujh...ko itne se kaam pe rakh lo

tumhein ik baat kahni thii ijaazat ho to kah doon main ye bheega bheega sa mausam ye titli phool aur shabnam chamakte chaand ki baatein ye boonden aur barsaatein ye kaali raat ka aanchal hawa men naachte baadal dhadakte mausamon ka dil mehkati khushbuon ka dil ye sab jitne nazaare hain kaho kis ke ishaare hain s abhii baatein sooni tum ne phir aañkhen fer leen tum ne main tab ja kar kahii samjha ki tum ne kuchh nahin samjha main qissa mukhtasar kar ke zaraa neechi nazar kar ke ye kahtaa hooñ abhii tum se mohabbat ho gaii tum se

haal-e-dil meri dilruba tum khoobsurat ho soorat se nahin seerat se mujhe tumhaari seerat se muhabbat hai isi li.e seerat ka jaanta hooñ sharm dahshat pareshaani jinhen sukhnavaron kaviyaan ne ishq kii lazzat bataaya hai filhaal ye mere darmiyaañ aa rahe hain bahaal meri chahten tumhaare nafs men dhadkati hain zinda rahtii hain maine tumhein dekha hai dekhte hue mujhe chahte hue mujhe sochte hue aur mere li.e pareshaan hote hue vaise chaahat ho to kehna laazmi hota hai zaroori hota hai lekin ishq kii qaaynaat men lafz KHaamosh rahte hain aur nigaahein baat kar letii hain mujhe pata hai ek din tum meri nigahon se baat kar logi pooch logi aur tumhein javaab milega haan main bhi chahta hooñ khoob chahta hooñ vaise main bhi apne nagmon apni ghazlon men muhabbat khoob likhta hooñ haalaanki sadaqat ye hai ki main bhi kehne men khauf khaata hooñ vaise bura na maanna ki maine tumse kabhi izhaar nahin kiya soch lena ki theory aur practical men farq hota hai khairab jo meraa maujooda haal hai vo ye hai ki aa.e din dil aur dimaagh mas'ala khada kar dete hain dil kahtaa hai tum khoobsurat ho dimaagh kahtaa hai manzil pe ikhtiyaar karo bahaal tum khoobsurat ho tum ziyaada khoobsurat ho tum sabse ziyaada khoobsurat ho tum hi khoobsurat ho

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

kis dhun men rahtii ho tum uljhe hue baalon ki girhen tum se nahin suljhati kya laao inhen main suljhaa doon oon ke uljhe guchchon se ye baal tumhaare suljhe to resham ho jaayen aur baalon ko suljhaane ke bahaane jeevan ki uljhan suljhaaoon ghane bano men shank bajaaoon aur titli ban kar ud jaaun shaakhon ko main raqs dikhaaun ek kaaghaz ki naav banaaun tujh ko door baha le jaaun aur tere dukh ki varsha men antarman tak bheegti jaaun aa ajnabi si ladki main teri bachpan ki si saheli ho jaaun

baaton ka martabaan achaanak chhoot gaya hai haathon se baaton ke naazuk jism ab lafzon ki kirchon se zakhmi hai aur lahooluhaan be-bas se hain khayal aur maani bhi uchhal kar door pade hain kone men rote se bilkhte se saare ehsaas pade hai farsh pe mar kar bhaar ponch kar samet luun phir bhi chakhte to na mitenge

tamaam KHvaabon ki aañkhen adhoore fasaane ke aakhiri geet ko tumhaari aankhoñ se sunna chaahengi dard fasurda raaton ke zard chehre tumhaari parchaaiyon men panaah dhundenge raushan yaadon ke murda murjhaaye badan kaanch ki moti dhundli deewaar men dafn rahenge ummeedon ke janaaze roz uthenge cheekh'on ke halk se zabaanen kheench li jaayeñgi aahon ke qad katwa diye jaayenge tumhein pukaaroongi bhi to kaise magar ta-umr ye nazrein tumhein dhundenngi

khayal kuchh yuñ bilkhte hain seene men jaise gunaah pighalte hon jaise lafz chatkate hon jaise roohen bichharti hon jaise laashen fanfanaati hon jaise lams khurdure hon jaise lab dardare hon jaise koi badan kattarta ho jaise koi saman kacharta ho khayal tere kuchh yuñ bilkhte hain seene men

suno na kahii se koi carbon-paper le aao khoobsurat us vaqt ki kuchh naqlen nikaalen kitnii parchiyon men jeete hain ham lamhon ki besh-keemati raseeden bhi to hain kuchh to hisaab rakhen un ka qismat pakki parchi to rakh legi zindagi ki kuchh kacchi parchiyaan hamaare paas bhi to hongi kuchh naqlen kuchh raseeden likhaaiyaan kuchh mutthiyon men ho to tasalli rahtii hai suno na kahii se koi carbon-paper le aao