“Maa ke baad ghar ka pata nahi badalta, magar ghar ka matlab badal jaata hai. Darwaaza wahi hota hai, kamre wahi, deewarein wahi—bas woh ek shakhs nahi hota jiske liye hamari umr, haisiyat aur kamyabi ki koi qeemat nahi thi; jiske liye hum sirf uske bachche the. Maa chali jaati hai, aur tab samajh aata hai—hum ghar mein nahi, uski mohabbat mein raha karte the.”
-Zulfikar Inamdar
❤️🌹Maa Ke Baad…:
Arz kiya hai…
Maa ke baad
Maine ghar jaana to nahi chhoda…
Bas ghar pahunchne ki
Woh jaldi nahi rahi.
Pehle der ho jaati thi
To dil mein ek fikr hoti thi—
“Maa intezaar kar rahi hogi…”
Ab der bhi ho jaaye
To koi baat nahi…
Darwaaza milta hai,
Chaabi milti hai,
Kamra milta hai,
Bas intezaar nahi milta.
Aur shayad…
Maa ke baad
Sabse pehle wahi cheez chali jaati hai—
Kisi ka aapke lautne ka intezaar.
⸻
Ek waqt tha…
Ghar se nikalte waqt
Peechhe se awaaz aati thi—
“Beta, sambhal kar jaana…”
Main bina mude
“haan Maa” kehkar nikal jaata tha.
Kahan pata tha
Ke ek din isi duniya ki bheed mein
Main woh awaaz dhoondhunga…
Magar koi nahi kahega—
“Sambhal kar jaana.”
Maa…
Tab tere alfaaz
Roz ke alfaaz lagte the.
Aaj samajh aata hai—
Woh alfaaz nahi the,
mere peeche chalti hui teri dua thi.
⸻
Kabhi ghar der se aata
To tu darwaaza kholte hi poochhti—
“Itni der kahan laga di?”
Main kabhi muskura deta,
Kabhi jawaab de deta,
Kabhi thak kar kehta—
“Maa, pehle andar to aane do…”
Aaj sochta hoon…
Kaash ek baar phir
Woh darwaaza khule.
Kaash tu saamne khadi ho.
Kaash phir se poochhe—
“Itni der kahan laga di?”
Is baar Maa…
Main koi jawaab nahi dunga.
Bas tujhe gale laga lunga
Aur kahunga—
“Der bahut ho gayi Maa…
is baar tum tak lautne mein
bahut der ho gayi.”
⸻
Bachpan mein
Jab kabhi girta tha,
Mere ghutne par chot hoti thi
Aur teri aankhon mein takleef.
Tu mujhe apne paas bithakar
Chot par haath rakhti
Aur bade yaqeen se kehti—
“Kuch nahi hua… theek ho jaayega.”
Pata nahi Maa…
Tere alfaaz mein kya tha.
Dard sach mein
Kam ho jaata tha.
Aaj zindagi ne
Ghutne par nahi…
Dil par chot lagayi hai.
Zakhm bhi aise
Jo kisi ko dikhaye nahi jaate.
Duniya ke paas
Mashware bahut hain,
Dawa bhi mil jaati hai,
Tasalli bhi…
Magar koi tere jaisa
Sar par haath rakh kar nahi kehta—
“Fikr mat kar beta…
sab theek ho jaayega.”
Maa…
Dawa aaj bhi milti hai,
Bas tera haath nahi milta.
⸻
Mujhe yaad hai…
Ghar pahunchte hi
Mera pehla sawaal hota—
“Maa, khane mein kya banaya?”
Kabhi meri pasand hoti
To chehra khil jaata,
Kabhi nahi hoti
To bachchon ki tarah keh deta—
“Mujhe ye nahi khana…”
Aur tu…
Thaki hui hone ke bawajood
Phir poochhti—
“Achha bata, kya khaayega?”
Maa…
Aaj jab ye yaad aata hai
To aankhein jhuk jaati hain.
Jis aurat ne
Poora din sabke liye guzara,
Usse maine kabhi poochha hi nahi—
“Maa… tumne khaya?”
Aaj duniya ke
Kitne hi achhe khane saamne aa jaayein,
Pet bhar jaata hai…
Dil nahi bharta.
Kyunki ab samajh aaya—
Swaad masalon mein nahi tha,
Tere haath mein tha.
Aur shayad tere haath mein bhi nahi…
Mere liye teri mohabbat mein tha.
⸻
Maa ke haath ka
Ek aur kamaal tha…
Bachpan mein bukhar hota
To tu maatha chhoo kar
Bata deti thi—
“Bukhar zyada hai.”
Doctor ko thermometer chahiye tha…
Maa ko mera chehra kaafi tha.
Raat bhar
Tu mere paas baithi rehti,
Kabhi paani,
Kabhi dawa,
Kabhi maathe par haath…
Aur main be-fikr so jaata.
Subah meri tabiyat behtar hoti
Aur main apni duniya mein lag jaata.
Kabhi ye nahi socha—
Jis raat main soya tha,
us raat meri Maa soyi thi ya nahi?
Aaj jawaab pata hai…
Shayad nahi.
Magar afsos—
Jab sawaal poochhna seekha,
tab Maa jawaab dene ke liye nahi thi.
⸻
Maa…
Tu ek ajeeb insaan thi.
Duniya meri baaton par yakeen kar leti thi,
Tu meri khamoshi par bhi yakeen nahi karti thi.
Main kehta—
“Main theek hoon.”
Tu chehra dekhti
Aur poochhti—
“Kya hua hai?”
Main kehta—
“Kuch nahi.”
Tu phir kehti—
“Mujhse mat chhupa.”
Aaj duniya ko
Main kitni aasani se keh deta hoon—
“Sab theek hai.”
Aur duniya maan bhi leti hai.
Maa…
Tere baad mujhe pehchanne wala
woh chehra hi nahi raha.
⸻
Duniya mein log bahut hain.
Koi dost hai,
Koi rishtedaar,
Koi apna…
Sab apni jagah qeemti hain.
Magar Maa ki jagah?
Woh jagah hi kuch aur thi.
Duniya aapse poochhti hai—
“Kya kar rahe ho?”
Maa poochhti thi—
“Thak gaye kya?”
Duniya poochhti hai—
“Kitna kama rahe ho?”
Maa kehti thi—
“Apna khayal rakha karo.”
Duniya aapki kamyabi par
Taali bajati hai…
Maa aapki nakaami mein bhi
Sar par haath rakhkar kehti hai—
“Tu mere liye aaj bhi wahi hai.”
Shayad isliye…
Duniya mein hazaar rishte mil jaayein,
Maa ke baad
insaan ke andar ek jagah
hamesha khaali reh jaati hai.
⸻
Kabhi kabhi
Koi achhi khabar milti hai…
Dil ek pal ke liye kehta hai—
“Maa ko bataun…”
Phir agle hi pal
Haqeeqat saamne aa jaati hai.
Aur ajeeb baat dekho…
Achhi khabar wahi rehti hai,
Bas khushi thodi kam ho jaati hai.
Kyunki jis chehre par
Apni kamyabi ki sabse sachchi khushi
Dekhni thi…
Woh chehra saamne nahi hota.
Aur jab zindagi mushkil ho jaaye,
Tab bhi sabse pehle
Maa yaad aati hai.
Yaani…
Jeet mein bhi Maa,
haar mein bhi Maa.
Khushi mein uski muskurahat,
Dard mein uski god.
Insaan kitna bhi bada ho jaaye…
Uski sabse purani zaroorat
Maa hi rehti hai.
⸻
Maa ke jaane ke baad
Ek baat aur samajh aayi…
Bachpan khatam
Umr badhne se nahi hota.
Bachpan us din khatam hota hai
jab Maa ka saaya sar se uth jaata hai.
Us din insaan
Chahe kitni bhi umr ka ho…
Uske andar ka bachcha
Achanak bahut bada bhi ho jaata hai,
Aur bahut akela bhi.
Kyunki ab koi nahi hota
Jiske saamne woh
Apni umr utaar kar
Phir se bachcha ban sake.
Duniya ke saamne
Mazboot rehna padta hai…
Magar Maa ke saamne?
Maa ke saamne
To bas sar god mein rakhna tha.
Na haisiyat,
Na umr,
Na zimmedari,
Sirf Maa ka beta.
⸻
Aaj kabhi bahut thak jaata hoon
To dil karta hai…
Ek baar bas
Teri god mil jaaye.
Main kuch na bolun.
Tu bhi kuch mat poochhna.
Bas mere sar par
Waisa hi haath pherna
Jaise bachpan mein pherti thi.
Aur main aankhein band karke
Thodi der ke liye
Duniya bhool jaun.
Phir tu dheere se poochhna—
“Kya hua mere bete ko?”
Aur Maa…
Is baar main
“Kuch nahi” nahi kahunga.
Is baar sach bataunga.
Kahunga—
“Maa… bahut thak gaya hoon.
Bada hona utna aasaan nahi tha
jitna bachpan mein lagta tha.”
Phir shayad tu kahe—
“Allah sab theek karega.”
Aur mujhe yaqeen hai…
Duniya ke hazaar mashwaron ke baad bhi
Jo sukoon nahi mila,
Tere is ek jumle mein mil jaata.
⸻
Maa…
Tere jaane ke baad
Maine ek aur cheez kho di—
Befikr hone ka haq.
Tu thi
To dil ke kisi kone mein
Yaqeen rehta tha—
Kuch bhi ho jaaye,
Maa hai.
Aaj sab kuch ho sakta hai…
Magar woh “Maa hai” nahi hai.
Aur ye do lafz
Kitne bade sahare the,
Ye unke chale jaane ke baad
Samajh aata hai.
⸻
Kitni baatein
Tujhse kehni reh gayin Maa…
Kitni baar
Teri baat ka jawaab diya hoga.
Kitni baar
Teri fikr ko tok diya hoga.
Kitni baar
Tere phone par kaha hoga—
“Maa, baad mein baat karta hoon.”
Maa…
Woh “baad mein”
Aaj tak mere dil par qarz hai.
Kaash waqt
Ek baar peeche jaata.
Phone bajta…
Screen par tera naam hota…
Aur is baar
Main kabhi nahi kehta—
“Baad mein.”
Main kehta—
“Haan Maa… bolo.
Aaj mere paas tumhare liye
poora waqt hai.”
⸻
Hum bhi kitne nadaan hote hain…
Maa saamne hoti hai
To lagta hai hamesha rahegi.
Uski awaaz,
Uska chehra,
Uski daant,
Uska intezaar…
Sab roz milta hai
Isliye aam lagta hai.
Phir ek din
Wahi sab yaad ban jaata hai.
Aur insaan ko samajh aata hai—
Zindagi ki sabse qeemti cheezein
aksar tab samajh aati hain
jab unhe dobara chhoo nahi sakte.
⸻
Kabhi teri tasveer dekhta hoon…
Kuch der bas dekhta rehta hoon.
Chehre par muskurahat aa jaati hai—
“Ye meri Maa hai…”
Aur pata nahi kab
Aankhon mein nami aa jaati hai—
“Ye meri Maa thi…”
Maa…
“Hai” se “thi” tak ka safar
sirf ek lafz ka hai,
magar dil ko tay karne mein
poori zindagi lag jaati hai.
⸻
Tere jaane ke baad
Ghar mein bahut kuch wahi raha.
Wahi kamre,
Wahi khidkiyaan,
Wahi darwaaza…
Magar ek ajeeb si khamoshi
Har jagah bas gayi.
Tab pata chala—
Ghar mein awaaz television se nahi,
Maa se hua karti thi.
Roshni bulb se nahi,
Uske hone se hua karti thi.
Aur barkat?
Shayad woh bhi
Uske uthte hue haathon mein thi.
⸻
Maa…
Main tujhe sirf ro kar
Yaad nahi karunga.
Teri yaad ko
Apni kamzori nahi banaunga.
Main chahta hoon
Teri tarbiyat mere andar zinda rahe.
Main kisi bhookhe ko khana doon
To usmein teri seekh ho.
Kisi pareshaan ko tasalli doon
To usmein tera narm lehja ho.
Apne bachchon ke sar par
Mohabbat se haath rakhun…
To mujhe tera haath yaad aaye.
Kyunki shayad
Maa duniya se jaakar bhi
Tab tak zinda rehti hai…
Jab tak uski mohabbat
uske bachchon ke kirdaar mein
aage chalti rehti hai.
⸻
Aur Maa…
Ab jab teri yaad
Bahut zyada aati hai,
Main aasman se
Tujhe wapas nahi maangta.
Main apne Rab ke saamne
Haath utha deta hoon—
Ya Allah…
Meri Maa par
Apni bepanah rehmat nazil farma.
Uski qabr ko
Noor se bhar de.
Uski tanhai ko
Apni rehmat ka sukoon bana de.
Uski har khata ko maaf farma,
Uske darjaat buland farma,
Aur jis Maa ne
Mere bachpan mein
Mujhe apne seene se laga kar
Har darr se mehfooz kiya…
Ya Rabb,
aaj Tu use apni rehmat mein
mehfooz rakhna.
Jisne mere liye
Hazaaron baar dua maangi,
Aaj meri ek dua
Uske naam likh dena—
Use Jannat-ul-Firdous ata farma.
Aur agar Teri rehmat se
Ek din Jannat mein
Maa se mulaqat naseeb ho…
To Ya Allah,
Us mulaqat mein
Koi judaai mat rakhna.
⸻
Main door se Maa ko dekhun…
Woh mujhe pehchaan le.
Jaise bachpan mein
Bheed mein bhi
Meri awaaz pehchaan leti thi.
Main uski taraf chalun…
Nahi…
Main bhaagun.
Bilkul us bachche ki tarah
Jo kabhi gir kar
Maa ki god ki taraf bhaagta tha.
Aur uske paas pahunchkar
Kuch kehne se pehle
Use gale laga loon.
Bahut der tak.
Itni der tak
Ke duniya mein uske bina guzare hue
Saare saal
Us ek gale lagne mein pighal jaayein.
Phir Maa shayad
Mere chehre ko apne haathon mein lekar kahe—
“Itne bade ho gaye…?”
Aur main muskura kar kahun—
“Duniya ke liye Maa…
tumhare liye to aaj bhi
wahi bachcha hoon.”
Phir woh poochhe—
“Kuch khaya?”
Aur main hans bhi doon,
Ro bhi doon…
Aur kahun—
“Maa…
pehle tumhe dekh lene do.
Bahut arsa ho gaya.” ❤️
⸻
Tab shayad mujhe
Ek baat ka jawaab mil jaaye…
Maa ke jaane ke baad
Main baar-baar kyun mehsoos karta tha
Ke ghar hote hue bhi
Kahin ghar nahi hai.
Shayad isliye—
Mera ghar kisi pate par nahi tha.
Mera ghar
Woh god thi,
Woh awaaz thi,
Woh dua thi,
Woh intezaar tha,
Woh Maa thi.
Aur jis din
Rab ki rehmat se
Main usse dobara milunga…
Us din shayad
Meri rooh khamoshi se kahegi—
**“Maa… main aa gaya.
Is baar der bahut hui,
magar ab kahin nahi jaana.”** ❤️
