Ek Dil Aur Ek Khamoshi:

“Kuch intezaar zindagi bhar ke nahi hote…
wo bas insaan ko andar se dheere dheere mita dete hain…
aur phir bhi insaan muskuraata rehta hai.” 💔🌹

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Ek Dil Aur Ek Khamoshi:

Arz kiya hai ke…

Kabhi kabhi dil karta hai ke wo bas aa jaaye…
na kisi shor ke saath, na kisi vaade ke saath…
bas chup chaap, jaise hawa aati hai aur dil ko chhoo kar keh jaati hai — “Main yahin hoon…”

Meri tamanna koi badi nahi hai bhai…
na duniya jeetni hai, na kisi se shikayat karni hai…
bas itni si khwahish hai ke wo ek baar mere saamne baith jaaye…
meri aankhon ko dekhe…
aur bina kuch pooche samajh jaaye ke main kitne arse se khud se hi lad raha hoon.

Pyaar shayad isi ko kehte hain…
jab kisi ki khaamoshi bhi tumhe cheekh ki tarah sunai dene lage…
aur uski yaad tumhari roz ki aadat nahi,
tumhari rooh ka hissa ban jaaye.

Raat jab duniya so jaati hai na…
tab asli kahani shuru hoti hai.
Main jagta hoon…
aur mere andar ek pura sheher jaagta hai —
uski yaadon ka, uski baaton ka, uski kami ka.

Neend aati nahi…
kyunki neend tab aati hai jab dil halka ho…
aur mera dil to usi ke naam se bhaari rehta hai.

Log kehte hain “bhool jao”…
par bhai, kuch cheezein bhoolne ke liye hoti hi nahi…
wo bas andar kahin zinda rehti hain…
kabhi dard ban kar, kabhi dua ban kar, kabhi ek khamosh si umeed ban kar.

Main aksar sochta hoon…
kya kabhi usne mera naam le kar mujhe yaad kiya hoga?
kya kabhi uske dil me bhi ek halki si kasak uthi hogi?
ya main sirf apni hi kahani ka wo hissa hoon
jise sirf main hi baar baar jee raha hoon…

Bhai sach kahun…
main har din toot ta hoon,
aur har din khud ko jodta hoon sirf is liye
ke shayad kal wo aa jaaye…
shayad kal kuch badal jaaye…

Maine apni khamoshi ko uske naam se itni baar bhara hai
ke ab lagta hai hawa bhi ruk jaati hogi jab uska naam sunti hogi…
par wo…
wo shayad kabhi samajh hi nahi paaya ke main kitna adhoora hoon uske bina.

Kabhi kabhi dil karta hai ke seedha jaa kar keh doon —
“Dekho… main yahan hoon… main theek nahi hoon tumhare bina…”
par phir ek darr andar se rok deta hai…
ke kahin wo sach me beparwah nikla to main poori tarah bikhar jaunga.

Aur main bikharne se ab nahi darta…
main to bas is baat se darta hoon
ke kahin mera intezaar hi ek din thak kar so na jaaye…

Kyuki intezaar bhi zinda hota hai bhai…
use bhi pyaar chahiye hota hai…
warna wo dheere dheere mar jaata hai…
aur phir insaan ke andar sirf ek khaali si jagah reh jaati hai…

Main aaj bhi usi mod par khada hoon…
na aage jaa sakta hoon, na peeche laut sakta hoon…
bas ek hi raasta hai — uska intezaar.

Aur agar kabhi wo aa gaya na…
sirf ek baar…
to shayad main saari zindagi ka bojh ek hi gale lagne me chhod doon…
aur dheere se keh doon — “Der ho gayi… par tum aa gaye…”

Aur us pal shayad…
meri saari khamoshi, meri saari tanhayi, mera poora intezaar…
ek saath sukoon me gir jaaye…

Bhai… kabhi kabhi lagta hai
ke zindagi ka sabse bada dard ye nahi hota ke koi door ho gaya…
balki ye hota hai ke wo door hote hue bhi dil ke sabse kareeb ho…

Aur main…
aaj bhi usi kareeb doori me jee raha hoon…