Raat Phir Khawaab Mein Aa Kar....

            

      Raat phir khawaab main aa kar mujhse                   
          Meri ammi ne kuchh sawaal kiye
          Usse pahley mujhey duaa ye di
          Khuda  karey ki tu sau saal jiye
    Unki aankhon main mahobbat bhi thi,
                       Afsos bhi  tha
     Ek aaNsu bhi tha un aankhon main
     Jo chillata bhi tha, khamosh bhi  tha
       Mujhse poocha ki betey kaisey ho
           Koi diqqat to nahin hai tumko
                           Phir kaha
                Tumko maloom hai kya
             Main badi takleef main hoon
            Jab  se laiti hoon so nahin payee
Tumhaari wajah se main khul ke ro nahin payee
                                                                 Terey gunaah mujhko saanp banke danstey hain
                                                                   Farishtey aakar har roz  fiqrey kastey hain
                                                                    Tumhi bataao beta mainey kya kami ki thi
                                                                       Merey  samjhaney main kami thi kya
                                                                               Ya meri tarbiyat adhoori thi
                                                                             Kyon burey kaam  roz kartey ho
                                                                             Kyon nahin us khuda se dartey ho
                                                                              Jisney tumko ye jaan  bakshi hai
                                                                                Jisney tumko amaan bakshi hai
                                                                               Laut kar jiske paas jaana hai
                                                                             Kya usey munh nahin dikhana hai
                                                                              Kya tumhein is liye padaya tha
                                                                            Kya  tumhein yehi sab sikhaya tha
                                                                              Ki apney ilm par Guroor karo
                                                                                Apney nafs ko  masroor karo
                                                                                 Jab bhi bolo to bas galat bolo
                                                                                 Zulm dekho to lab nahi kholo
                                                                               Chodkar deen bhool kar mazhab
                                                                                  Apni auqaat note main taulo
                                                                                 Sach batao  ki kya ye qissa hai
                                                                           Kya ye andaaz meri tarbiyat ka hissa hai
                                                                       Mujhko  afsos nahin ki tu mujhey bhool gaya
                                                                           Ranj ye hai ki mera jeena hi fizool gaya
                                                                               Main to Jee key bhi roz marti hoon
                                                                               Main tujhey roz yaad karti hoon
                                                                           Jis tarah jeeney ka agaaz kiya hai tuney
                                                                               Uskey anjaam se main darti hoon
                                                                       Khuda karey ki tujhey ab bhi samajh aa jaye
                                                                       Koi to aakey tujhey seedhee  raah dikha jaye
                                                                          Ki ikhtitaam ho teri gunah ki shaamon ka
                                                                       Mujhey bhi ajr  miley terey naik kaamon ka
(Note: The poet is Anonymous)

Another day, another lesson!

Metro was crowded, rather over crowded, as usual. Tired faces looking at each other to believe worst is happening with someone else. People sitting were saving their sight from someone deserving that seat more than them. I was among the ones standing and undeservingly waiting for the seat closer to me getting vacant at next stop. Next to me were standing two girls, decently figged up. Trendy bags clinging around their shoulders, the girls gripped the passenger support strongly. To me, they appeared as office going girls who represent the new generation women; independent and self styled, tired like all of us after days hard work and frustration but not to sell it on their faces. The board above the seats near us read, ‘Reserved for women’ and the youth occupying those seats seemed cursing the reservation façade of this country, as if they were to vacate the seats for them! Never did the girls even bother and the boys kept avoiding the sight to satisfy their conscience. Silent, as the girls were at the outset, in no time turned into a cheerful chaffer. Keep two women together and silence fades like vigor in old age! ‘You got a beautiful dress’, said one lady to another. This was enough for the two to start a conversation that seemed to go beyond the last station. Unfortunately, the stations didn’t last longer for them but something more interesting did. One of the two ladies, with a more charming face and cheerfully involved in the lively discussion, constantly smiled looking at people around or as it appeared and a guy sitting diagonally opposite didn’t take much time to catch it and reciprocate. This continued for a while. Smiles exchanged and stations passed and then came a station when one of the two girls bid goodbye. Girls hugged and hope of meeting again expressed. For the lucky guy, the smile continued for few more stations. The announcement for next station to be Patel Chowk was raised on the speakers. The lady quickly moved her hand into the bag hanging around her left shoulder and started searching for something very important without looking towards her possession. Immediately, she takes out something that left everyone around awestruck. She unfolded a walking stick and started searching for a door. The doors opened and she walked off briskly, guided by her stick. The guard on the platform guided her towards the lift and we all had our faces turned that way. Completely lost in thoughts, we had one of the greatest lessons of life to learn.