“Bachpan mein hamare paas kharch karne ko paise kam the,
-Zulfikar Inamdar
magar lutane ko waqt bahut tha.
Aaj zindagi ne bahut kuch de diya,
bas woh befikr shaamein kahin peeche reh gayin.
Isliye purana dost jab bhi mile, use waqt zaroor dena—
kyunki woh sirf ek dost nahi,
aapke guzre hue bachpan ka zinda hua ek panna hota hai.”
“Woh Din Ab Bhi Kahin Zinda Hain…” ❤️
Arz kiya hai…
Kabhi kabhi dil karta hai
Ke zindagi ki ghadi ko thoda ulta ghumaya jaaye,
Bahut door nahi…
Bas utna peeche,
Jahan kandhon par school ka basta bhaari tha,
Magar dil bilkul halka hua karta tha.
Subah maa ki awaaz par uthna,
“Jaldi karo, school ke liye der ho rahi hai…”
Aur hum kambal mein munh chhupa kar
Bas paanch minute aur maanga karte the.
Tab kahan pata tha
Ke ek din aisa bhi aayega
Jab neend poori hogi…
Magar woh awaaz sunne ko dil tarsega.
Uniform kabhi theek se press nahi hoti thi,
Tie kabhi seedhi nahi lagti thi,
Jooton par polish ho na ho,
School pahunchna zaroori tha…
Padhne ke liye kam,
Doston se milne ke liye zyada. 😄
Classroom mein pahunchte hi
Apni jagah par bag rakhna,
Aur dost ko dekhte hi poochhna—
“Homework kiya kya?”
Agar usne “haan” kaha
To dil ko aisa sukoon milta tha
Jaise zindagi ki sabse badi museebat ka
Hal mil gaya ho. 😂
Aur agar dono ne nahi kiya…
To phir dosti ka asli imtihaan hota tha—
“Tu bolna notebook ghar reh gayi,
main bolunga meri tabiyat kharab thi.” 😄
Teacher ki nazar se bachkar baatein karna,
Aakhri bench par chupke se hansna,
Kisi dost ka naam board par likh diya jaaye
To poori class ka uski taraf dekhna…
Aur bechara bina gunaah ke bhi
Aisa chehra bana leta tha
Jaise saari shararat ka zimmedar wahi ho. 😂
Woh teacher ka kehna—
“Tum dono alag-alag baitho!”
Aur humein lagta tha
Duniya ki sabse badi saza mil gayi.
Aaj log shehron aur mulkon mein door hain…
Tab sirf do bench ki doori
Bardaasht nahi hoti thi.
Phir aati thi lunch break…
Apna tiffin kholne se pehle
Nazar dost ke dabbe par hoti thi.
Uske ghar ka paratha
Hamesha apne ghar ke parathe se
Zyada tasty kyun lagta tha,
Ye raaz aaj tak samajh nahi aaya. 😄
Aur dosti bhi kamaal ki thi—
Tiffin ek ka hota tha,
bhookh poori gang ki.
Ek samosa chaar log kha lete the,
Ek chocolate ke chhe tukde ho jaate the…
Magar kisi ko ye nahi lagta tha
Ke uska hissa chhota hai.
Shayad isliye
Khushiyan tab chhoti hoti thi,
magar dil bahut bade hua karte the.
Phir woh chhutti ki ghanti…
Kya awaaz thi!
Aaj mobile par hazaar notifications bajte hain,
Magar jo khushi us ek ghanti mein thi,
Woh kisi ringtone mein nahi.
Bag kandhe par phenka
Aur school ke gate se aise bhaage
Jaise azaadi mil gayi ho. 😄
Ghar pahunchkar bag ek taraf,
Jootey doosri taraf…
Aur maa peeche se awaaz lagati—
“Pehle kapde badlo!
Khana kha lo!
Homework kar lena!”
Aur humara ek hi jawaab—
“Bas thodi der khel kar aata hoon…”
Woh “thodi der”
Kab shaam mein badal jaati thi
Pata hi nahi chalta tha.
Gali mein cricket hota tha,
Do eent wicket ban jaati thi,
Purani ball hi World Cup ki ball thi,
Aur jis ghar ki khidki mein ball chali gayi…
Match wahi suspend. 😂
Kabhi cycle race,
Kabhi chhupan-chhupai,
Kabhi bina kisi wajah
Poori gali mein daudte rehna…
Na fitness watch thi,
Na steps count hote the,
Phir bhi na jaane
Kitne kilometre khushi mein tay kar lete the.
Baarish aati
To log weather app nahi dekhte the…
Hum seedha bahar nikal jaate the.
Kapde gande hone ka darr nahi,
Bukhar ki fikr nahi,
Bas kagaz ki kashti
Aur sadak par jama hua paani…
Aaj gaadi gandi ho jaaye
To pareshaani hoti hai,
Tab khud kichad mein gir jaate the
Aur hans-hans kar ghar lautte the.
Woh bhi kya daulat thi…
Jeb mein das rupaye hote
To khud ko ameer samajhte the.
Ek ice cream,
Thodi si imli,
Ek packet chips…
Aur chaar dost.
Bas.
Party complete. ❤️
Na kisi ka status dekha jaata tha,
Na kapdon ka brand,
Na ghar kitna bada hai,
Na baap kya karta hai…
Bas ek hi qualification kaafi thi—
“Ye mera dost hai.”
Aur dost bhi aise…
Subah jhagda,
Dopahar ko baat band,
Shaam ko wahi darwaaze par khada—
“Chal… cricket khelega?”
Bas.
Na ego,
Na explanation,
Na block,
Na unfollow…
Ek “chal” mein poori dosti wapas. ❤️
Kaash bade hokar bhi
Rishte itne hi aasaan rehte.
Phir waqt ne dheere-dheere
Sabko alag raaston par bhej diya.
Kisi ki naukri lag gayi,
Koi doosre shehar chala gaya,
Koi doosre mulk…
Kisi ki shaadi ho gayi,
Koi bachchon ki zimmedariyon mein ulajh gaya,
Aur koi zindagi sambhalte-sambhalte
Khud se milna hi bhool gaya.
Woh roz milne wale dost
Ab kabhi-kabhi message mein milte hain.
Woh ghanton ki baatein
Ab “Kaise ho?”
“Sab theek.”
“Ghar mein sab kaise hain?”
Tak simat gayi hain.
Aur ajeeb baat dekho…
Tab hamare paas paise nahi the,
Magar waqt bahut tha.
Aaj paise kam-zyada jaise bhi hain,
Magar ek doosre ke liye waqt nahi.
Tab future ki fikr nahi thi,
Isliye present ko jeete the.
Aaj future sambhalte-sambhalte
Kabhi kabhi lagta hai
Present hi haath se nikal gaya.
Kabhi purani school ki photograph mil jaaye
To main use zoom karke
Har chehra dekhta hoon…
Kisi ki woh tedhi si muskaan,
Kisi ka ajeeb haircut,
Kisi ka shirt bahar nikla hua,
Koi camera ki taraf dekh hi nahi raha… 😄
Aur phir achanak dil poochhta hai—
“Ye sab log ab kahan honge?”
Kya unhe bhi kabhi
Woh classroom yaad aata hoga?
Kya unhe bhi kisi baarish mein
Woh school ka ground yaad aata hoga?
Kya kisi purane gaane ko sunkar
Unke saamne bhi
Hum sabke chehre aa jaate honge?
Pata nahi…
Magar mujhe lagta hai
Hum chahe kitne bhi bade ho jaayein,
Hamare andar ek school ka bachcha
Kabhi bada nahi hota.
Woh aaj bhi kahin baitha hai…
Apne doston ka intezaar kar raha hai,
Tiffin share karne ke liye,
Bina wajah hansne ke liye,
Aur chhutti ki ghanti bajte hi
Gate se bhaagne ke liye.
Zindagi ne humein bahut kuch diya…
Samajh di,
Zimmedari di,
Tajurbe diye,
Kuch kamyabiyaan di,
Kuch zakhm bhi diye.
Magar ek cheez
Wapas nahi di—
Woh befikri.
Isliye agar kabhi
Koi purana dost achanak mil jaaye…
To usse ye mat poochhna
Ke kitna kama raha hai,
Kahan rehta hai,
Kya haasil kiya.
Bas gale laga kar keh dena—
“Yaar… yaad hai woh din?”
Phir dekhna…
Pachaas saal ka insaan bhi
Kuch pal ke liye
Phir se pandrah saal ka ho jaayega. ❤️
Chehre par wahi purani muskaan hogi,
Aankhon mein wahi shararat,
Aur dil ke kisi kone se
Wahi purani awaaz aayegi—
“Kal school mein milte hain…”
Phir ek pal ke liye khayal aayega
Ke kal school jaana hi nahi hai…
Aur shayad wahi pal
Aankhon ko thoda nam kar dega.
Kyunki bachpan khatam nahi hota…
Bas ek din hum usse milna band kar dete hain.
Aur dost kabhi purane nahi hote…
Bas mulaqatein purani ho jaati hain.
