Zindagi main khushi ghum ki miqdar kabhi kam aur kabhi ziada ho jati hay... Her insan ka zindagi ko us ki mushkilat ko aur khushyon ko expressed karnay ka tareeqa different hota hay...Wo apnay lihaz say halat o waqiyat ko soch samajh ker tackle kerta hay... Kyoon k wo bether tore per janta hay k us k kis action ka kia result samnay aye ga....us k nuqsanat kia hain aur fawaid kia hasil honge...
Per kabhi kabhi aisa bhi hota hay ap thak jatay ho ...himmmat har dete ho... aur halat k samany dhair ho jatay ho k Lo Hamari jaan tumharay hawalay....Ker lo jo kerna hay.... Ye wo lamha hota hay jab hum jeetay jagtay insan hotay howay bhi jeena chore daitay hain...
Wo ye qurb ka wo alam hota hay jab ap bhari duniya main khud ko tanha patay ho...Sab k hotay howay bhi ap kisi k nahi hotay aur na koi ap ka hota hay....
Us nay bhi aisa he kia tha ..... BUS .... Jeena chore dia tha....
Aur phir zindagi nay kaisay kaisay tamashay dekhai..... Kin kin chehron say naqab uthai... Zindagi ki un haqeeqaton ka idraak bhi howa jo shayad kabhi na hota.....
Us nay bhi bhi bohat pehlay jeena chore dia tha ...bas farq sirf ye tha k wo zinda dargore thi duniya main... Qabr aur kafan k ahtamam ki usay zaroorat he na pari thi....
Us nay badalte waqt k saath saath Badaltay Chehron ko dekha tha.... Wo jo kabhi apnay thay...Jinhain dekh ker wo jeeti thi... jinhain sub kuch manti thi....Magar .... Mohabat ki kali patti bandi thi us ki ankhon per k wo dekh he na paye jinhain wo apnay samajhti thi wo tou darasal ajnabi chehray thay..... ye ajnabi rishtay ab us say bardash he nahi ho rahay thay....Jin k liye wo jeeti aye thi wo tou sub uski nazar ka dhoka tha ... fareeb tha ... uska tou koi tha he nahi.... bus ye he lamha tha wo jab USNE JEENA CHORE DIA.....
Us ki ankhon main roshan mohabat k deep bujh k reh gaye..uski awaz ghut ker reh gai.... Wo cheekhna chahti thi...Bolna chahti thi...magar qurb k ahsas nay us ko goonga ker dia tha.... Aur shayad ati jati sans tak usay aisa he rehna tha....Viran chehra.....munjamid sochain....ahsas say ari dil...banjar ankhain....
Phir raat howi......Chand nikla.....Chandni her sooo phail gai....Wo dheeme say muskurai...ik naye ahad k saath uthi....sochon k bhanwar main halchal howi....wo sochnay lagi ye chand kitna piyara kitna khobsurat hay... her dam roshni phailata ... andhairay main bhatke howon ko roshni dekhanay wala ... un ko unki manzil per ponchanay wala.....aur khud ye chand khandar zada .....
Usay umeed ki kiran mil gai thi....wo ik nai ahad k sath uthi...us k chehray per mojoood tabbasum is bat ki akasi kerta tha k usay JEENAY KI AIK NAI Umang mil gai .... Wo Chand ki terha apnay khandar zada wajood ko dosron k liye roshni ka mamber bana ker jeenay ka aasra ker sakti hay....wo ..................Phir se............JEE SAKTI HAY......
10th March 2012
by Fehmida Chaudhary......
Per kabhi kabhi aisa bhi hota hay ap thak jatay ho ...himmmat har dete ho... aur halat k samany dhair ho jatay ho k Lo Hamari jaan tumharay hawalay....Ker lo jo kerna hay.... Ye wo lamha hota hay jab hum jeetay jagtay insan hotay howay bhi jeena chore daitay hain...
Wo ye qurb ka wo alam hota hay jab ap bhari duniya main khud ko tanha patay ho...Sab k hotay howay bhi ap kisi k nahi hotay aur na koi ap ka hota hay....
Us nay bhi aisa he kia tha ..... BUS .... Jeena chore dia tha....
Aur phir zindagi nay kaisay kaisay tamashay dekhai..... Kin kin chehron say naqab uthai... Zindagi ki un haqeeqaton ka idraak bhi howa jo shayad kabhi na hota.....
Us nay bhi bhi bohat pehlay jeena chore dia tha ...bas farq sirf ye tha k wo zinda dargore thi duniya main... Qabr aur kafan k ahtamam ki usay zaroorat he na pari thi....
Us nay badalte waqt k saath saath Badaltay Chehron ko dekha tha.... Wo jo kabhi apnay thay...Jinhain dekh ker wo jeeti thi... jinhain sub kuch manti thi....Magar .... Mohabat ki kali patti bandi thi us ki ankhon per k wo dekh he na paye jinhain wo apnay samajhti thi wo tou darasal ajnabi chehray thay..... ye ajnabi rishtay ab us say bardash he nahi ho rahay thay....Jin k liye wo jeeti aye thi wo tou sub uski nazar ka dhoka tha ... fareeb tha ... uska tou koi tha he nahi.... bus ye he lamha tha wo jab USNE JEENA CHORE DIA.....
Us ki ankhon main roshan mohabat k deep bujh k reh gaye..uski awaz ghut ker reh gai.... Wo cheekhna chahti thi...Bolna chahti thi...magar qurb k ahsas nay us ko goonga ker dia tha.... Aur shayad ati jati sans tak usay aisa he rehna tha....Viran chehra.....munjamid sochain....ahsas say ari dil...banjar ankhain....
Phir raat howi......Chand nikla.....Chandni her sooo phail gai....Wo dheeme say muskurai...ik naye ahad k saath uthi....sochon k bhanwar main halchal howi....wo sochnay lagi ye chand kitna piyara kitna khobsurat hay... her dam roshni phailata ... andhairay main bhatke howon ko roshni dekhanay wala ... un ko unki manzil per ponchanay wala.....aur khud ye chand khandar zada .....
Usay umeed ki kiran mil gai thi....wo ik nai ahad k sath uthi...us k chehray per mojoood tabbasum is bat ki akasi kerta tha k usay JEENAY KI AIK NAI Umang mil gai .... Wo Chand ki terha apnay khandar zada wajood ko dosron k liye roshni ka mamber bana ker jeenay ka aasra ker sakti hay....wo ..................Phir se............JEE SAKTI HAY......
10th March 2012
by Fehmida Chaudhary......