“Kaun Apna Hai…”

“Rishte chehron se nahi, waqt se pehchaane jaate hain…
kyunki muskurahat ke saath toh har koi apna lagta hai,
magar aansuon ke waqt jo haath thaam le—
wahi waqai apna hota hai.” ❤️‍🩹

– Zulfikar Inamdar

“Kaun Apna Hai…”

Arz kiya hai ke….

Jo apne hone ka daawa karte hain,
unse kabhi waqt maang kar dekho,
jo har pal tumhare saath hone ki baat karte hain,
unhe apne bure waqt mein bula kar dekho…

Phir maloom hoga,
kaun tumhari khushi ka hissa tha,
aur kaun sirf tumhari khushiyon ka tamasha dekh raha tha.

Humne toh har muskurate chehre ko
sach samajh liya tha,
har meethi baat ko
dil ka ehsaas samajh liya tha…

Humein kya khabar thi,
kuch log lafzon se nahi,
sirf apne matlab se rishte nibhate hain,
aur matlab khatam hote hi
apnapan bhi khatam kar jaate hain.

Kuch log qareeb rehkar bhi
dilon se bahut door hote hain,
aur kuch ajnabi hokar bhi
insaan ki rooh tak utar jaate hain…

Kuch chehre roz nazar aate hain,
magar unmein apnapan nazar nahi aata,
aur kuch log saalon tak milte nahi,
phir bhi unki yaad se
dil kabhi tanha nahi hota.

Humne kabhi kisi ka dil todna nahi seekha,
isliye shayad har baar
apna hi dil toot-ta raha…

Hum har kisi ki khamoshi samajhte rahe,
magar afsos,
hamari khamoshi samajhne wala
koi na mila.

Hum poochte rahe,
“Tum theek ho?”
aur log muskura kar kehte rahe,
“Haan…”

Kaash koi ek din
hamari aankhon mein dekh kar bhi poochta—
“Sach batao…
tum waqai theek ho?”

Shayad us din
aankhon se woh sab beh jaata,
jo saalon se dil mein daba rakha tha.

Kuch zakhm aise hote hain
jin par marham ki zaroorat nahi hoti,
bas kisi apne ke
do sachche lafzon ki zaroorat hoti hai…

Lekin humne toh dekha hai,
log zakhm dekar bhi
haal poochte hain,
aur phir bade fakhr se kehte hain—
“Hum toh tumhare apne hain…”

Ab kis-kis ko samjhaayein
ke apna hona sirf paas rehna nahi hota,
apna hona toh woh hai
jo tumhari gair-maujoodgi mein bhi
tumhari izzat ki hifazat kare.

Apna woh nahi
jo mehfil mein tumhare kandhe par haath rakhe,
apna woh hai
jo tumhari peeth ke peeche bhi
tumhara saath de.

Apna woh nahi
jo tumhari roshni mein tumhare saath chale,
apna woh hai
jo tumhare andhere mein
tumhara haath thaam le.

Aur haan…
har woh shakhs apna nahi hota
jo tumhe “apna” kehkar bulaata hai…

Kabhi waqt ko bhi bolne do,
kabhi halaat ko bhi gawahi dene do,
phir faisla karna
kaun tumhara tha
aur kaun sirf tumhara hone ka
dikhawa karta raha.

Ab hum bhi badal gaye hain…

Ab kisi ke lafzon par yaqeen nahi karte,
ab chehron ko nahi,
waqt ko padhte hain.

Ab kisi ke waadon par
dil nahi rakhte,
kyunki humne waadon ko
tootte hue dekha hai…

Ab kisi ki muskurahat se
apnapan nahi naapte,
kyunki humne muskurate chehron ke peeche
nafratein bhi dekhi hain.

Aur sabse ajeeb baat toh ye hai—

Jinhe humne apna samajh kar
apna sab kuch keh diya,
unhi ke saamne
ek din hum ajnabi ban gaye…

Na unhone poocha
ke hum badle kyun,
na humne bataya
ke hum tootay kyun…

Bas ek khamoshi thi
jo dono ke darmiyaan reh gayi…

Aur shayad
kuch rishte isi tarah khatam hote hain—
bina kisi jhagde ke,
bina kisi ilzaam ke,
bina kisi aakhri mulaqat ke…

Bas ek din
dil thak jaata hai
samjhate-samjhate,
aur insaan keh deta hai—

“Ab jo samajhna hai,
khud samajh lena…”

Ab hum kisi se
apna hone ka saboot nahi maangte,
na kisi se wafa ki bheekh maangte hain…

Jo dil se apna hoga,
woh bina kahe samajh jaayega,
aur jo nahi hoga,
use samjhaane mein
poori zindagi bhi kam pad jaayegi.

Bas ab ek hi dua hai—

Ya Rab…
mujhe un logon se mehfooz rakh
jo mere saamne apne
aur meri peeth ke peeche
ajnabi ban jaate hain…

Aur agar zindagi mein
kuch log kam karne hain,
toh kar de…

Magar jo bhi reh jaaye,
woh aisa ho
jiske saamne mujhe
apne aansuon ko chhupana na pade…

Jiske saamne
meri khamoshi bhi ek kitaab ho,
meri muskurahat bhi ek raaz ho,
aur meri aankhon mein chhupa dard bhi
use bina kahe nazar aa jaaye…

Kyunki zindagi mein bheed bahut milti hai,
magar apna kehne layak
insaan bahut kam milta hai…

Aur aakhir mein bas itna samajh aaya—

Apne woh nahi
jo har waqt hamare paas rehte hain…
Apne woh hain
jo hamare na hone par bhi
hamare liye dua karte hain.

Baaki sab toh
sirf waqt ke musafir hain…
aate hain, guzarte hain,
aur humein yeh sikha jaate hain—
ki har qareeb aane wala
dil ke qareeb nahi hota. ❤️‍🩹

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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