Maine Sab Rab Par Chhod Diya:

Jab banda toot kar apne aap ko Rab ke hawaale kar deta hai,
tab Rab uske liye behtareen likhne lagta hai—
aise, jaise kabhi dard tha hi nahi.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Maine Sab Rab Par Chhod Diya:

Arz kiya hai…

“Maine chhod diya sochna ke kaise hoga…
Kyuki har baar sochte-sochte mera dil toot jata tha,
Aur meri saansen thak kar ruk si jaati thi…
Har raat lagta tha jaise zindagi se ladai ho rahi ho—
Magar subah uth kar bhi lagta tha,
Ke abhi bhi kuch raat ka andhera mere andar baaki hai.”

“Phir ek din maine sab kuch thak kar,
Apne Rab ke hawale kar diya…
Meri duaa ka ek ek lafz,
Meri aankhon ki har nami,
Meri rooh ka har bojh…
Sab maine uske qadmon mein rakh diya,
Aur bas keh diya—‘Ya Allah, main kamzor ho gaya hoon.’ ”

“Jis pal maine yeh kaha,
Us pal mujhe mehsoos hua
Ke koi meri dhadkan ko pakad kar kehta ho—
‘Bandaa kamzor padta hai,
Par Rab kabhi kamzor nahi hota…’ ”

“Tab se meri zindagi ka rang badalne laga…
Mujhe samajh aaya ke har raat ki gehraai mein,
Koi ek aisi rehmat chhupi hoti hai
Jo sirf tootey hue log hi mehsoos kar sakte hain.
Aur har subah ki roshni mein,
Ek nayi umeed ka chiragh jalaya jata hai.”

“Main ghabraata tha ke mere masle kaise theek honge,
Kaunsi raah se guzarna padega,
Kaun si deewar toot kar raasta banayegi…
Lekin phir Rab ne ek ek karke
Mujhe sabak sikha diya—
Ke jo mere liye likha gaya hai,
Woh mere darr ko pooch kar nahi aata,
Woh Rab ki marzi se aata hai.”

“Ab mere dil mein ek sakoon basa rehta hai…
Na pehle jaisa ghabrahat, na pehle jaisa bojh…
Bas yaqeen ka ek narm sa aasra
Jo har waqt mere kandhe par rakha rehta hai.
Kabhi kabhi ab bhi zindagi uljhati hai,
Par main sirf aankhen band kar ke kehta hoon—
‘Mere Maalik, main tera hoon… dekh le.’ ”

“Aur har baar, bina shor ke, bina awaaz ke,
Kahin andar se jawab aata hai—
‘Tere liye waqt main likhta hoon,
Teri mushkilein main todta hoon,
Tere raste main hi banata hoon…
Tu bas ruk ja, sabar kar—
Aur dekh, kaise main tere liye ‘aise’ karta hoon.’ ”

“Tab mujhe yaqeen aur gehra hota gaya…
Ke jiska Rab par bharosa sachcha ho jaaye,
Uska naseeb kabhi adhoora nahi chhoda jata.
Dard chahe lamba chale,
Umeed kabhi marne nahi di jati…
Aur jab waqt badalta hai,
Toh zindagi aise muskurati hai
Jaise kabhi royi hi nahi thi.”

“Isi liye… maine sochna hi chhod diya—
Ke kaise hoga, kab hoga, kis raahe hoga…
Main sirf itna jaanta hoon,
Ke jab Rab chaahega,
Sab kuch behtareen waqt par,
Behtareen andaaz mein,
Behtareen wajah ke saath hoga.”

“Aur tab mere dil ke andar se ek hi awaaz niklegi—
‘Aye Maalik… shukriya.
Sach mein… aise hi hona tha.
Aise hi tune mere liye behtareen likha tha.’ ”