Apna Hissa Maangna Chhor Diya:


“Sabse gehra dard us waqt nahi hota jab koi chhor kar chala jaaye, balki us waqt hota hai jab woh saamne ho aur phir bhi aap uski zindagi mein kahin na hon.” 🥀💔


Zulfikar Inamdar ✍️🌹

Tumne jawaab nahi diya, maine sawaal karna chhor diya,
Tum mashghool the shayad, maine pareshaan karna chhor diya.

Pehle har subah tumhari yaad se shuru hoti thi,
Har raat tumhare khayalon par khatam,
Magar jab ehsaas hua ke meri yaadon ka safar,
Sirf meri hi taraf se tha,
To maine bhi khud ko samjha liya,
Aur tumhara intezaar karna chhor diya.

Har baar socha ke shayad aaj tum yaad karoge,
Shayad aaj meri kami mehsoos hogi,
Shayad aaj tum poochhoge ke kaise ho,
Magar har “shayad” ke baad sirf khamoshi mili,
Aur maine un khamoshiyon ko apna naseeb maan liya.

Tumhari duniya bohot badi thi,
Usmein log bhi bohot the,
Masroofiyat bhi bohot thi,
Aur shayad meri jagah bohot chhoti thi,
Isliye maine khud ko tumhari duniya se dheere dheere nikaal liya,
Aur apni tanhaiyon ko apna ghar bana liya.

Kabhi lagta tha ke meri hansi tumhari wajah se hai,
Kabhi lagta tha ke meri duaon mein tumhara zikr hi sabse zyada hai,
Kabhi lagta tha ke agar tum saath ho,
To har mushkil aasan hai,
Magar waqt ne sikha diya,
Ke kuch log saath chalne ke liye nahi,
Sirf yaad reh jaane ke liye milte hain.

Main har baar tumhari taraf ek qadam badhata raha,
Aur tum har baar ek qadam peeche hat-te rahe,
Yeh faasla badhta gaya,
Aur ek din maine thak kar ruk jaana behtar samjha.

Bohot kuch tha jo kehna chahta tha,
Bohot si baatein thi jo tum tak pahunchani thi,
Magar phir samajh aaya,
Ke jo insaan khamoshiyon ko nahi samajhta,
Woh alfaazon ki bheed mein bhi sach nahi samajh sakta.

Tumhe kya khabar ke kitni raaton ne mera saath diya hai,
Kitne aansuon ne meri palkon par ghar banaya hai,
Kitni duaon mein maine tumhara naam liya hai,
Aur kitni martaba Allah se sirf tumhari khushi maangi hai.

Main chahta to shikwa karta,
Gila karta,
Tumhe tumhari berukhi ka aaina dikhata,
Magar muhabbat hisaab nahi maangti,
Isliye maine bhi hisaab maangna chhor diya.

Ab na tumse koi umeed hai,
Na koi shikayat,
Na koi intezaar,
Na koi talab,
Bas ek dua hai,
Ke tum jahan bhi raho,
Khush raho,
Abaad raho,
Aur kabhi kisi apne ko us dard se na guzarna pade,
Jis se main guzra hoon.

Kabhi kabhi dil aaj bhi tumhari yaadon ke darwaze tak chala jaata hai,
Magar phir khud hi laut aata hai,
Kyunke ab use maloom hai,
Ke wahan uska koi muntazir nahi.

Main toot kar bhi bikhra nahi,
Roya bhi bohot,
Magar awaaz nahi ki,
Kyuki kuch dard aise hote hain,
Jo sirf Rab ko sunaye jaate hain,
Duniya ko nahi.

Ab agar kabhi meri khamoshi tumhe yaad aaye,
To samajh lena,
Ke woh insaan jo har waqt tumhara tha,
Ek din khud ko sambhalte sambhalte,
Tumse door ho gaya.

Tum khush raho…
Bas maine apna hissa maangna chhor diya,
Tumhari mehfilon mein apni jagah dhoondhna chhor diya,
Tumhari yaadon ke sahare jeena chhor diya,
Tumse mohabbat karna nahi…
Bas us mohabbat ka zikr karna chhor diya…

Published by Zulfikar Inamdar

“Main wo hoon jo khud se kam, dusron ke liye zyada jeeta hoon… Dil me pyaar, zubaan par sach, aur raaton me duaayein rakhta hoon. Toot kar bhi muskurane ki adat hai… Aur wafa nibhana meri fitrat hai.”

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