“Mushkil waqt ne meri jeb zaroor dekhi,
-Zulfikar Inamdar
magar mujhe logon ke dil bhi dikha diye.
Jo apne the, waqt ne unki pehchaan kara di;
aur jab sab darwaaze band nazar aaye,
tab samajh aaya—Rab ka darwaaza kabhi band nahi hota.”
Jab Apne Utar Gaye Dil Se
Arz kiya hai…
Kabhi kabhi waqt mujhe aise mod par laa khada karta hai,
Ke main duniya se pehle khud ko hi kasoorwaar samajhne lagta hoon,
Har guzarta lamha sawaal karta hai meri khamoshi se,
Aur main jawaab dhoondte-dhoondte khud mein hi bikharne lagta hoon.
Kabhi paison ki fikr, kabhi tangdasti ka bojh,
Kabhi kal ki zarooraton ka aaj hi se khauf,
Ek jeb khaali ho to sirf jeb khaali nahi hoti,
Insaan ki neend, sukoon aur muskurahat bhi
Dheere-dheere uska saath chhodne lagti hai.
Kabhi dil kehta hai—
“Bas thodi si aasaani mil jaaye, sab theek ho jayega…”
Magar chand lamhon ki aasaani ke baad,
Kuch naye hisaab darwaaze par khade milte hain,
Aur zindagi phir poochhti hai—
“Ab bata… mujhe kaise sambhalega?”
Kaise hoga…?
Kab hoga…?
Hoga bhi ya nahi hoga…?
Isi kashmakash mein kitni raatein guzar jaati hain,
Aankhein band zaroor hoti hain,
Magar fikrein kabhi soti nahi hain.
Socha tha doston se dil ka bojh halka kar lenge,
Do lafz kahenge, shayad koi kahega—
“Fikr mat kar, main hoon na…”
Magar zamaana kuch zyada hi samajhdaar ho gaya hai,
Ab phone ki ghanti se bhi log niyyat pehchaan lete hain,
Naam screen par dikhte hi phone khamosh kar dete hain,
Jaise humne haal nahi poochhna,
Unse unka gurda maang liya ho!
Jo kabhi kehte the,
“Bhai, kisi bhi waqt yaad kar lena…”
Aaj unke paas waqt to hai,
Bas shayad hamare liye nahi.
Aur kabhi galti se phone utha bhi lein,
To awaaz mein pehle hi ek faasla hota hai,
Jaise unhe pata ho—
Ye banda aaj apni hansi sunane nahi,
Apni majboori batane aaya hai.
Tab samajh aaya…
Achhe waqt mein haath milane wale bahut milte hain,
Magar bure waqt mein haath pakadne wale
Bahut kam reh jaate hain.
Takleef hui…
Bohot hui…
Magar ek faayda bhi hua—
Jinhe maine apna samajhkar dil mein jagah di thi,
Waqt ne ek-ek karke
Unki asli jagah dikha di.
Ab na kisi ke phone uthane ki umeed hai,
Na kisi ke “main hoon na” kehne ka intezaar,
Jo dil se utar gaye,
Unhe dobara dil mein basane ki zid bhi nahi.
Kyuki jab insaan ke darwaaze band hone lage,
Tab maine Rab ka darwaaza khatkhataaya…
Aur dil ne jaise dheere se kaha—
“Tu logon ke jawaab ka intezaar kyun karta hai?
Tera Rab teri khamoshi tak sunta hai.”
Jis takleef ko main apni barbaadi samajh raha tha,
Shayad wahi mujhe Rab ke kareeb laane ka bahaana thi,
Jin logon ke chale jaane par main roya,
Shayad unka jaana hi meri aankhein kholne ke liye tha.
Ab bhi mushkilein hain,
Ab bhi hisaab baaki hain,
Ab bhi kuch raatein fikr mein guzarti hain,
Magar ab dil ke kisi kone mein
Ek chhota sa yaqeen zinda rehta hai—
Mera Rab mere halaat se bhi bada hai.
Main nahi jaanta kal kya hoga,
Raasta kahaan se niklega,
Madad kis zariye se aayegi,
Aur band darwaazon mein se kaunsa darwaaza khulega…
Magar itna zaroor jaanta hoon—
Jab Rab dene par aata hai,
To woh sirf woh nahi deta jo banda maang raha hota hai,
Kabhi kabhi woh aisa bhi ataa kar deta hai
Jiska khayaal tak bande ke zehen mein nahi hota.
Isliye ae dil,
Aaj ki tangdasti ko apni taqdeer mat samajh,
Aaj ki tanhaayi ko apni aakhri manzil mat samajh,
Aur logon ke badalte chehron se
Apne Rab ki rehmat ka andaaza mat laga.
Log phone uthana chhod sakte hain,
Log saath nibhana chhod sakte hain,
Log zaroorat ke waqt pehchanna chhod sakte hain…
Magar Rab?
Woh tere bina kahe bhi tera haal jaanta hai,
Tere aansu girne se pehle unka sabab jaanta hai,
Aur tere haath uthne se pehle
Teri zaroorat jaanta hai.
Bas isi yaqeen par zinda hoon—
Aaj meri jeb mein shayad kami hai,
Aaj mere aas-paas shayad log kam hain,
Magar mere paas mera Rab hai…
Aur jiske paas Rab ka sahara ho,
Uski kahaani tangdasti par khatam nahi hoti.
