Soch Ka Zavia

Garmi sardi khizan bahar ye saray mausam tou qudrat k banaye howay hain....un k alag he rang hain... Mujhay tou in mausamon k anay janay ka pata he nahi chalta ...kab aye ....kab gaye....meray dil ka mausam tou her so aik sa he rehta hay.....jahan sun'nata hay....tareeqi hay...tanhain hay...aik ankahi si dard bhari kahani hay.....kia nam don is mausam ko....haan...shayad .....ye Bedard sa mausam he tou hay.... Ye bedard mausam bara he bedard hota hay....jo hamaray dilon main yaadon k darwazay khol daita hay....Aur wo loag hamain bohat yaad atay hain jo hamain ghumon, tanhaiyon  aur tareeqiyon k hawalay ker gai hon...jin k honay say hotay thay zamanay apnay....ya jin k honay ka ahsas he hamarai subh o sham howa kerta tha....Wo jo hamaray thay he nahi...unko apna maan ker zindagi ki bagh dor thama dali aur unki betawajihi nay hamain ahsas e mehroomi ki gehri khaae main dhakhail dia.... is gehri khaae main na tou khul k sans lainay ki gunjaish hay na he is khaae say bahar anay k

Log samajhtay hain k main zinda ho......per ........main tou mar gai hon.....unhain shkayat hay k main unhain bhool gai hon....Magar aisa nahi hay...main tou shayad khud ko he bhool bethi hon...Main tou main he nahi rahi....Main tou shayad apni he talash main nikli thi aur khud he khoo gai........Mujhay khud apna pata nahi maloom.... Ye jo jism hay chalata phirta batain kerta ye tou bas ik sirab hay....aasaib he sa hay bas....chalta phirta aasaib....jo apni zaat ki shanakht chahta hay.. Na janay ye bhatukna kab khatum hoga.... Hoga bhi k nahi.... Main talash rahi hon apna app. Ye jantay howay bhi k wo din kabhi nahi aye ga .... Kabhi bhi nahi........