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Aasaib aur Aasab.....

Ankhon se neendain tou usi din rooth bethi thin jis din zindagi ki talkhiyan samajh anay lagi thin per dekha jaye tou shayad main ye sub umer k us hissay se he mehsoos kernay lagi thi jab meray mitti k gharonday aur guriya'on say khailnay k din thay....Mujhay in talkhiyon k aasaib nay her dam dara ker he rukha...Mujhay jitna der lagta rehta utna he ye aasaib mujhay akaila paa ker mujhay her so daranay chalay atay...Meri ander ki sansain ander aur baher ki baher reh jatin main kisi ko kuch keh he nahi pati... Rafta rafta ye asaaib mere dost ban gaye....Pakkay dost....In asaaib'on nay mujhay itna mazboot ker dia k Mere Aasab itnay mazboot ho gaye k phir zindagi bhar ghamon ki koi andhi ....koi tornido....koi sailab mujhay meri jaga say na hila saka....Main nay her cheiz ka dut k muqabala kia...Main ne ghamon ko dukh ko apnay ander utar lia...jaisay ye meri zaat ka bichra howa hissa he hon...

Main chalti gai....Chalti gai.....Aur Chalti he jarahi hon....Pata nahi kab tak...Is terha say....Chaltay he jana hay....

Rooh ko kafna'ey howay arsa hogaya per na janay kyoon Mera kafan maila he nahi hota ...Lagta hay abhi he tou dafnaya tha...Mitti ne qabooliat he na di...Na tab jab do feet oper thi na ab jab do feet neechay hon...Tareeqiyon nay parda sa daal dia...Kaash aisa he parda meray dil per bhi daal day koi ... Jahan Rishton ki begor kafan lashain pari howi hain aur in may se badboo phoot'ti hay...subha sham....Aur iski naqabil e bayan boo mujhay sonay nahi deti....Mujhay ronay nahi deti...k jaisay waqt teher sa gaya ho...Zindagi ruk si gai ho....Kisi dukh per khud ko sir say paon tak jhanjorna perta hay k jism main kahin koi atka howa ansoo nikal aye aur dukh ki qabr per kuch nam k cherhaawey ka intizam ho jaye.....

Fehmida Chaudhary
28th June 2012

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