Aaj ke Daur ka Falsafa

Arz kiya hai…

Zindagi kya hai?
— Kuch sawalon ka jala hua kagaz,
Aur kuch jawab jo kabhi milkar bhi adhure reh jaate.
Hum samajhte hai raaste badal dene se manzil mil jaayegi,
Par kabhi kabhi manzil ko bhi hum tak pahunchne me saal lag jaate.

Dil ki duniya bhi ajeeb hai…
Yeh ek pal me toot kar bikhar jaati,
Aur agle pal kisi ki ek muskurahat me phir se khud ko jod jaati.
Insaan ka dil patthar nahi hota,
Magar log usse patthar ki tarah hi parakhte jaate…
Chhoti si chid bhi jala deti,
Par pyaar ka ek boond ise samandar sa bana jaate.

Ajeeb baat yeh hai ke…
Zindagi bhar hum logon ke saath jeene ki koshish karte hai,
Par sabse mushkil safar
—toh khud ke andar hota hai—
Jahan hum har din apne faislon ka bojh uthaate rehte,
Apni galtiyon ki matti me hi gir kar uthte rehte.

Kabhi lagta hai hum bohot badal gaye,
Phir kahin se ek yaad aati, aur dil bachpan ki tarah ro padta.
Waqt sikhata bohot hai,
Par yeh batata nahi ki kis gum me kitna ro padna.

Hum aksar poochte rehte—
“Kon apna? Kon paraya?”
Aur jawab me zindagi ke kandhe se sirf hawa hi guzarti…
Yeh hi samay batata hai ke,
Ki apne wohi hote jo toote hue lamhon me saath baith jaaye,
Aur paraye woh…
Jo tumhari muskurahat me apni jeet dekhne lag jaaye.

Aur sab ka sab dekhne ke baad,
Insaan ek din samajh jaata hai—
Duniyaa sab ko jaanti rahe, na jaane…
Magar sabse badi shaan toh isme hai,
Ki insaan khud ko samajh le.
Jab khud se mulakat ho jaati hai na,
Tab duniya ka shor khatam ho jaata,
Aur dil me ek narm sa sukoon ghar bana leta.

Published by Zulfikar Inamdar

“Main wo hoon jo khud se kam, dusron ke liye zyada jeeta hoon… Dil me pyaar, zubaan par sach, aur raaton me duaayein rakhta hoon. Toot kar bhi muskurane ki adat hai… Aur wafa nibhana meri fitrat hai.”

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