Iblees teri ik khuda say na nibh saki.....
MUJHKO tou dekh, kitnay khuda'on ki zaad may hon...
Zindagi............jisay hum, aap,,duniya walay sab k sab ik imtihan say tashbee daitay hain...ye wo imtihan hay, jis ka CENTRE tou duniya may para hay...magar ...iska result OUT hoga dosri duniya may....
Is imtihan k bohat saray marhalay hain....aur bohat he paich dar bhool bhalaiyon walay rastay...jis nay guzar ker ap ko us pul e sirat tak pohanchna hay..jahan apka paper hay....
Kabhi Qudrat day ker azmati hay
Kabhi lay ker ....
Kabhi ikhtiar day ker
Kabhi be ikhtiar ker k
Kabhi bin mangay deti hay
kabhi mang mang ker thuk jao tab bhi nahi deti...
Qudrat k agay hum sab bebas hain....
Jo is imtihan may pora utarta hay wo KAMYAB tehraya jata hay....
Aur
Jo himmat haar day....wo ....nakam o namurad teherta hay...
Dushmano ki terha US say lartay rahay....
Apni chahat bhi kitni nirali rahi....
Shayad ISHQ bhi isi imtihan ka hissa hay....
Chahay ishq e haqeeqi ho k ishq e majazi...
Is baat ko kai danishwar kai jaga apni tehreeron may bhi maan chukay hain k ...Ishq e haqeeqi ki raah kabhi kabhar Ishq e majazi say ho ker guzarti hay....
Ishq ka ye safar azmaish der azmaish hay aur her her qadam ik naya imtihan bhi....
Ishq k is imtihan may ashiq ka na tou apna dil hota hay na he sochain apni rehti hain.......ye sub girwi(mortage) ho jata hay....us k hathon jis say ham ishq ka dawa kertay hain.....
Bas aik he farq hota hay.....
Ishq e haqeeqi may
Aur
Ishq e mijazi may
Ishq e haqeeqi may ............rooh sarshar ho jati hay.......Khaliq e kainat say ishq us bulandi tak poncha deta hay....jis tak kisi aam ki dastaras nahi hoti.....
Magar beshak insan nuqsan may he hay.......wo ghatay ka soda kerta hay....shayad jab he
Ishq e mijazi kernay wala khali hath aur TAMSHA E ISHQ ki ik tasveer ban k reh jata hay....
per main chahti hon k in do imtihanon may ik paper
Ishq e makhlooq barai Ishq e haqeeqi
bhi compulsory subject k tore per rukha jaye.....
k hamain abhi iski bohat zaroorat hay......
Youn tou koi bhi kabhi kisi ka sahara nahi hota...per ham waqti saharon ko US saharay k liye chore detay hain jo hamaisha he hamara sahara hota hay...Hamara ALLAH....jo hamaray sath hota hay.......her waqt....her jaga.....per phir bhi hum khud ko tanha kehtay hain....USko bhi bura tou lagta hoga na k ...meray hotay howay ye khud ko tanha kehta hay...
Tanha wo nahi hota...jiska koi saathi na ho....Asal tanhai wo hay jis may insan andar say tanha hota hay....ye wo tanhai hay jis ka kurb is kafiat say guzarnay wala he mehsoos ker sakta hay...
Her insan ka zindagi ko tackle kernay ka alag tareeqa hota hay...koi kaisa asar laita hay ...koi kaisa....her insan ka stamna bhi alag he hota hay....jaisay sochain alag hoti hain...aur jin ki sochain milti hain wo he aik dosray ko sub say ziada misunderstand kertay hain bohat say mamlat may...
Baba jee my favt Ashfaq Ahmed ki bat yaad agai....
Jab zinda insan ka ander mer jata hay tou wo bohat khush iklaq ho jata hay...aur perwana e zindagi k parwanay us say noor hasil kernay k liye dore dore say atay hain....
Bohat achi bat lagti hay ye mujhay....perwana e zindagi ....perwanay tou prewanay hotay hain na.....sari umr aik jaga nahi teher saktay ......kabhi kabhar itni roshi lay jatay hain k shama k pass apnay dekhnay ko bhi kuch nahi rehta........siwai ghore andhairay k........
In baton ka kuch hasool hay kahan........jo likhay jati hon......likhay jati hon...........likhay he jati hon......pata nahi kyoon........???
Lost Soul.......Fehmida