“Kabhi kabhi mohabbat ka sabse gehra izhaar… alfaaz nahi, khamoshi hoti hai.”
– Zulfikar Inamdar
Mohabbat Jo Kabhi Keh Na Saki:
Arz kiya hai ke…
Mai kyu kahu usse ke mujhse baat karle…
Usay nahi pata, ke uske bagair mera dil nahi lagta…
Kabhi kabhi sochta hoon… shayad main hi zyada mehsoos kar leta hoon sab kuch,
Warna kisi ke na hone se itni khamoshi andar kaise utar jaati hai…
Uski ek aadat thi — bas ek “hello” keh dena…
Aur meri poori din ki thakan jaise halka ho jaana…
Lekin ab woh aadat bhi kisi purani kitaab ke safhe jaisi ho gayi hai…
Main har roz usi ek umeed par jeeta raha,
Ke shayad aaj woh yaad karega… shayad aaj woh pooch lega…
Par din guzarte gaye…
aur main har din khud ko thoda aur chup karta gaya…
Meri mohabbat shor nahi karti thi…
woh bas chup chup ke mujhe todti rahi…
jaise barish patthar ko ghis deti hai…
Kabhi kabhi main uske naam pe muskura deta tha,
aur kabhi usi naam pe raat bhar aankhein bheeg jaati thi…
Shayad pyaar ka sabse bada dard yehi hota hai…
ke tum kisi ko beinteha chaho… aur woh tumhari khamoshi tak na samajh sake…
Main usse kabhi keh hi nahi paaya ke…
“tum mere liye sirf insaan nahi, ek aadat ban chuke ho…”
Aur waqt…
mujhe us jagah le aaya jahan main ab kuch maangta nahi…
na baat… na jawab… na wapas aana…
Bas ek ajeeb si aadat reh gayi hai…
uske bina jeene ki nahi… uske bina chup rehne ki…
Ab main usse yeh bhi nahi kehta ke mujhse baat karle…
kyuki kabhi kabhi pyaar ka sabse bada saboot…
khamoshi se peeche hat jaana hota hai…
Aur main…
ab sirf us jagah se nikal raha hoon jahan main kabhi uska sab kuch hua karta tha…
Sirf main hoon… aur meri khamoshi…
Mai kyu kahu usse ke mujhse baat karle…
Jab ab main khud se bhi baat karna chhod raha hoon…
aur uski yaadon ke beech… dheere dheere… khud ko kho raha hoon…
Sher O Shayeri 