“Tasveeron ka sabse bada dard ye nahi ke wo bolti nahi…
– Zulfikar Inamdar
Balki ye hai ke wo hamesha wahi rehti hain,
Aur insaan badal jaate hain…”
Tasveeron Me Qaid Mohabbat
Arz kiya hai ke…
Kabhi-kabhi main tumhari tasveer se yun baat karta hoon,
Jaise tum sach me mere saamne baithi ho…
Jaise tumhari aankhon me abhi bhi wohi baatein basi ho
Jo kabhi mere naam hua karti thi.
Raat ke us hisse me jab neend bhi saath chhod deti hai,
Aur khamoshi apni awaaz uthane lagti hai,
Main dheere se phone uthata hoon…
Aur tumhari tasveer khol leta hoon.
Us pal lagta hai ke duniya ruk gayi…
Bas tum ho… aur meri saansein.
Main tasveer ko dekh kar muskuraane ki koshish karta hoon,
Magar pata nahi kab aankhon me nami utar aati hai…
Aur phir ek-ek karke aansu girte rehte hain,
Jaise har boond me tumhari kami likhi ho.
Kabhi tasveer ko itna kareeb le aata hoon
Ke jaise tumhe mehsoos kar sakun…
Jaise tumhari saanson ki garmi abhi bhi mere haath tak pohanch jaaye.
Magar phir yaad aata hai…
Ke tasveer sirf tasveer hoti hai.
Usme awaaz nahi hoti…
Usme wapas aane ka wada nahi hota…
Bas ek khamosh sa dhoka hota hai,
Jo har raat mujhe tumse milata bhi hai…
Aur phir dobara tanha chhod deta hai.
Kabhi lagta hai ke tasveer bhi roti hogi,
Mere aansuon ke neeche dab kar…
Par woh kuch keh nahi paati,
Bilkul tumhari tarah—
Jo sab samajh kar bhi kabhi kuch keh na saki.
Aur sach kahun…
Ab to aadat si ho gayi hai,
Tumhe mehsoos karne ki bina
Tumse baat karne ki bina tumhari awaaz ke…
Jab tumhari yaad hadd se zyada dard dene lagti hai na…
To main tumhari tasveer dekh leta hoon.
Kyuki us ek pal ke liye hi sahi—
Mujhe lagta hai ke tum abhi bhi meri ho…
Aur main abhi bhi tumhara hoon.