“Rabb imtehaan mushkil rakhta hai,
– Zulfikar Inamdar
magar beech mein ek muskurahat bhej deta hai—
taake hum samajh saken ke hum kabhi akelay nahi the.”
Jab Rab Saath Ka Ehsaas Dilaye:
Arz kiya hai…
Zindagi kabhi imtehaan ka elaan nahi karti,
Woh bas ek din achanak
Dil ke raaste par ek bojh rakh deti hai.
Aur insaan aankhon se nahi,
Apni rooh se mehsoos karta hai
Ke ab safar asaan nahi raha.
Kabhi lagta hai waqt hamara saathi hai,
Saath chal raha hai…
Par jab woh hi waqt humse peeche hatne lagta hai,
Toh har lamha ek zakhm ban jaata hai.
Saans chalti rehti hai,
Par dil ek ajeeb si thakaan lekar dhadakta hai—
Jaise har dhadkan apni jagah dhoondh rahi ho.
Kabhi kabhi toh yeh imtehaan
Itna gehra hota hai
Ke insaan rone ki bhi himmat nahi kar pata…
Rone se pehle hi zor toot jaata hai,
Aur khamoshi hi ibadat ban jaati hai—
Ek aisi ibadat jisme hum kuch nahi bolte,
Bas Rabb ko andar se pukarte rehte hain.
Aur phir…
Iss saari andheri raato ke beech,
Agar koi ek muskurahat mil jaaye—
Koi rooh jo hamari thakaan ko samajh le,
Jiski aankhon mein hamare liye
Ek pal ki bhi dua chamak uthe…
Toh imtehaan badalta nahi, bhai,
Lekin hum badal jaate hain.
Us ek muskurahat ka asar ajab hota hai…
Jaise sadiyon se rukka hua dukh
Zara sa halka ho kar behne lagta ho.
Jaise Rabb humse keh raha ho—
“Main ne tumhein akela nahi chhoda…
Bas koi apna tum tak pohcha diya hai.”
Phir waqt ki chaal tez bhi ho
Toh dard nahi deta,
Dheere bhi ho
Toh uksata nahi.
Insaan samajhta hai—
Sabr ka matlab rukna nahi hota…
Sabr ka matlab hota hai
Rabb ke tarike se chalna.
Aur jo log is safar mein
Muskurahat bankar mil jaate hain,
Unke hone se imtehaan mushkil rehte hue bhi
Guzar jaate hain…
Because dil ki rooh ko bas
Ek sachcha saaya chahiye hota hai,
Jo waqt ke zulm ko halka kar de.