Thursday, February 10, 2011

एक डायरी के अधूरे पन्ने - 3

यूँ बिन बताये चले ना जाया करो,
तुम्हारी आस में वक़्त का पता नहीं रहता..
तुमने कहा था इस बार आओगे तो कुछ surprise दोगे..
अब तो कैलेंडर भी ख़त्म हो गया.

Tuesday, November 09, 2010

एक डायरी के अधूरे पन्ने - 2

उस डायरी के कुछ पन्ने अभी भी खाली हैं..

कल यूँ ही कुछ पुरानी यादों की किवाड़ से ठोकर लग के गिर पड़ा था..

वहीँ कहीं फर्श पे ये डायरी मिली..

खोलते ही कुछ सर्द हवा में हंसी ठिठोली सुनाई दी..

पड़ोस में खेलते बच्चे होंगे..

हाँ वही होंगे...क्यूंकि पन्ने बोलते कहाँ हैं..

कुछ चेहरे से लिखे थे उस डायरी में..

नाम नहीं है..बस चेहरे हैं..

पहले से बदले हुए नज़र आते हैं..

शायद पीले पन्ने होंगे..

हाँ वही होंगे..क्यूंकि चेहरे बदलते कहाँ हैं..

इन खाली पन्नों में से भी कुछ इंक के दाग नज़र आते हैं

ऐसा लगता है की इनपे भी कुछ लिखावट थी..

पर वक़्त की कुछ बारिशों ने शायद स्याही का रंग उड़ा दिया

शायद खाली पन्ने ही होंगे..

हाँ वही होंगे..क्यूंकि लिखे पन्नों का रंग उड़ता कहाँ है..

उस डायरी के कुछ पन्ने अभी भी खाली हैं..

Friday, September 18, 2009

Lie with me..

They were tired of spending time in that mall. It was a Sunday afternoon and a social norm was that couples of their age went out together and shopping. They had been following this for long and were now pretty bored of it. "I want to go and check out the new collection of jewellery in that store", said she. He didn't seem too interested but did not let that appear on his otherwise stagnated face . Maybe these are the virtues of a good husband that he had learnt from 17 years of his marriage. "Lets go..maybe they have that designer ring that you were looking for!". She didn't seem too pleased with the comment. She knew it was a taunt coming from him as the last time she had gone looking for that perfect design that she wanted but none of them would fit her finger. Maybe the cold was making her fingers a bit fatter, she thought. In any case she still wanted to try if she could that ring for herself and decided to go ahead inspite of his taunts.

He had decided to look for some good trousers instead of being with her while she shopped and told her so. She didn't mind it. Maybe she wanted that peace too. Back then it was an arranged marriage and soon after they had developed a comfortable and extremely loving relationship. So many years and now with their daughter having moved out of their place, it sure had become lonelier.

She had been trying all those rings at the jewellery counter of the store but seemingly again none of them fit her. She felt depressed. An urge to go back home sprang up in her and she looked around for him. Not having found him she went back to the trousers section to wait for him there. He came out of the trial room with a disgruntled look on his face. The trousers wouldn't fit him again. It was no use shouting at the salesman as he had done last time. They looked at each other. She had grown wrinkles and his paunch begged to tell his age.

She went close and they both hugged each other tightly.

He liked the smell of her hair. She knew that his arms always fit her perfectly.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Of Ghalib and of wishes..

ना था कुछ तो खुदा था, कुछ ना होता तो खुदा होता, डुबोया मुझको होने ने, ना होता मैं तो क्या होता.
हुई मुददत के ग़लिब मर गया, पर याद आता है, वो हर एक बात पे कहना के "यूँ होता तो क्या होता"..

Friday, July 24, 2009

जिंदा हूँ..

कोई नहीं, कोई भी नहीं जो बतलाये,
कितनी देर उजालों की राह देखें
कोई नहीं, है कोई भी नहीं
ना पास ना दूर..
एक यार है दिल की धड़कन
अपनी चाहत का जो ऐलान किये जाती है
ज़िन्दगी है जो जिए जाती है
खून के घूँट पिए जाती है
ख्वाब काँटों से सिये जाती है..

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

जागती रातें..

जी ढूंढ़ता है घर कोई दोनों जहां से दूर,
ना आपकी ज़मीन, ना मेरे आसमां का नूर..

Saturday, July 04, 2009

ना जाने क्यूँ..

कुछ दर्द सा था सीने में, कुछ थी इन आखों को तलाश,
कुछ तेरे आने से पहले, कुछ तेरे जाने के बाद..