“Ishq tab hi be-misaal hota hai, jab rooh se nikle… warna dil to har din kisi ko dhoond leta hai.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

✨ “Muhabbat Ka Silsila…:” ✨

Arz kiya hai…

Jism to ek din waqt ki raahon me khamosh ho jana hai,
Usse sajaa-sawaar kar bhi mohabbat kya paana hai.
Agar rooh me ishq ka noor jaga ho,
To zahir ka jalwa dikhakar dil ko kyun thakaana hai.

Pyar ka husn chehron se zyada, aadaton me mehka karta hai,
Jo dil ko chhoo le, woh aksar lafzon se bhi zyada damak karta hai.
Khubsurati tab mukammal hoti hai jab dil be-panah saaf ho,
Warna chehre ki chamak to raat ke andheron me bhi kho jati hai.

Aise amal karo ke tumhari rooh se mehak uthti rahe,
Tum door ho jao, magar tumhari yaad ka ehsas dil me dhadakta rahe.
Agar pyaas mohabbat ki ho to itar kapdon me kya rakha,
Jis ka ehsaas saath ho, uski mehak har saans me chalti rahe.

Mohabbat ki asli baat ye nahi ke koi tumhe dekhe,
Asli baat ye hai ke koi tumhe dil me basaye…
Joh tumhare saath waqt me bhi rahe,
Aur judaai me bhi tumhari khushboo ko mehsoos kar paye.

Insaan ka sabse khoobsurat roop us waqt ubhar kar aata hai,
Jab woh kisi ke liye sacchi dua ban jata hai.
Ishq me rooh ki chamak hi sabse gehri hoti hai,
Aankhon ka noor to waqt ke saath dheere dheere utar jata hai.

Mohabbat wo rishta hai jo dikhawa maangta hi nahi,
Bas ek saaf dil chahta hai — jismein koi chhal nahi, koi farq nahi.
Agar dil ka saath saaf ho, to har doori bhi qareebiyat ban jati hai,
Aur agar niyat hi kamzor ho, to qareebi bhi tanhaai ban jati hai.

Zindagi me sabse gehra asar un logon ka hota hai,
Jo bina kuch kehkar bhi dil ki dehleez tak utar jate hain.
Unke lafz nahi — unka lehja yaad rehta hai,
Unka saath nahi — unka ehsas zinda rehta hai.

Aur bhai, agar rooh me pyar ki sargam ho,
To phir duniya ki tareefon ka kya kaam…
Jis ne tumhe dil se mehsoos kar liya,
Uske liye tum hamesha ek mukammal naam.

“Woh Jo Kabhi Na Mili… Par Dil Se Kabhi Gayi Bhi Nahi”
“Kuch log milte nahi… par rooh ki takdeer me likhe rehte hain”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Woh Jo kabhie nahi Mili…:

Arz kiya hai…

Tadap, pagalpan, bechaini, intezaar… bata kya-kya hai,
Jitni baar dil ne chup rehkar saha hai, utni dafa rab se kiya woh raaz kya-kya hai.

Raat ki syaahi me doob kar dekho,
Wahan tere aansuon ka namak bhi milega, aur teri dhadkanon ka thaka hua saaz kya-kya hai.

Wo nahi aayi zindagi me teri… ab bata kya-kya hai,
Jo khwaab kabhi uske aane se roshan the, ab un khwaabon me tut ke girta andhera kya-kya hai.

Dil ke andar ek aawaaz roz uthti hai—
“Mat soch,” par sochne me hi ulajh jata hai banda, phir khud se hi haar kar chup rehne ka azaab kya-kya hai.

Kabhi uski ek muskurahat par duniya hansi si lagti thi,
Ab uske bina har khushi me bhi phoot padti udaasi kya-kya hai.

Pal do pal ka intezaar tha tere hisaab se,
Par waqt ne aaj saal banakar tujhe sikhaya ke sabr ka zehrila imtehaan kya-kya hai.

Tere aas-paas log to bahut hain,
Par teri tanhaayi ka gehra samandar sirf tujhe hi pata hai ke usme doobne ka gham kya-kya hai.

Uski yaad…
Na poori chhodti, na poori milti, bus dil me adhoori rehkar roz apna hi ghar jalati,
Yeh adhoori mohabbat ka sikka bhi do dharon wala hai—
Ek taraf umeed, dusri taraf barbaadi… bata is daud me tera nuksaan kya-kya hai.

Kabhi lagta tha wo aayegi to zindagi me roshni bhar jayegi,
Aaj lagta hai agar aajaye bhi to tere dil ke mausam badalne me der kya-kya hai.

Tu chal bhi padta hai, par har raaste me uska ek saaya khada hota hai,
Aisa saaya jo chhoo nahi sakta tu, par bhool bhi nahi sakta—
Is jazbe ka thama hua darr kya-kya hai.

Zindagi se pooch to sahi,
Usne tere saath kaisi kaisi kismat likhi hai—
Kabhi milan se pehle judaai, kabhi judaai ke baad bhi milne ka gumaan…
Yeh naseebon ke uljhe dhage, bata inme atki teri saanson ka wazan kya-kya hai.

Wo nahi aayi… aur shayad aaye bhi na,
Par tere dil me uska hukm ab bhi chal raha hai,
Teri rooh ke har kone me uski goonj ab bhi jal rahi hai—
Bata… ab is bewafa yaad ne tujhe thakakar rakh diya,
Tere andar ab bhi baki reh gaya dard kya-kya hai…

“Rabb imtehaan mushkil rakhta hai,
magar beech mein ek muskurahat bhej deta hai—
taake hum samajh saken ke hum kabhi akelay nahi the.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Jab Rab Saath Ka Ehsaas Dilaye:

Arz kiya hai…

Zindagi kabhi imtehaan ka elaan nahi karti,
Woh bas ek din achanak
Dil ke raaste par ek bojh rakh deti hai.
Aur insaan aankhon se nahi,
Apni rooh se mehsoos karta hai
Ke ab safar asaan nahi raha.

Kabhi lagta hai waqt hamara saathi hai,
Saath chal raha hai…
Par jab woh hi waqt humse peeche hatne lagta hai,
Toh har lamha ek zakhm ban jaata hai.
Saans chalti rehti hai,
Par dil ek ajeeb si thakaan lekar dhadakta hai—
Jaise har dhadkan apni jagah dhoondh rahi ho.

Kabhi kabhi toh yeh imtehaan
Itna gehra hota hai
Ke insaan rone ki bhi himmat nahi kar pata…
Rone se pehle hi zor toot jaata hai,
Aur khamoshi hi ibadat ban jaati hai—
Ek aisi ibadat jisme hum kuch nahi bolte,
Bas Rabb ko andar se pukarte rehte hain.

Aur phir…
Iss saari andheri raato ke beech,
Agar koi ek muskurahat mil jaaye—
Koi rooh jo hamari thakaan ko samajh le,
Jiski aankhon mein hamare liye
Ek pal ki bhi dua chamak uthe…
Toh imtehaan badalta nahi, bhai,
Lekin hum badal jaate hain.

Us ek muskurahat ka asar ajab hota hai…
Jaise sadiyon se rukka hua dukh
Zara sa halka ho kar behne lagta ho.
Jaise Rabb humse keh raha ho—
“Main ne tumhein akela nahi chhoda…
Bas koi apna tum tak pohcha diya hai.”

Phir waqt ki chaal tez bhi ho
Toh dard nahi deta,
Dheere bhi ho
Toh uksata nahi.
Insaan samajhta hai—
Sabr ka matlab rukna nahi hota…
Sabr ka matlab hota hai
Rabb ke tarike se chalna.

Aur jo log is safar mein
Muskurahat bankar mil jaate hain,
Unke hone se imtehaan mushkil rehte hue bhi
Guzar jaate hain…
Because dil ki rooh ko bas
Ek sachcha saaya chahiye hota hai,
Jo waqt ke zulm ko halka kar de.

“Jab raat gehri ho aur dard ka bojh saath ho, to yaad rakh—Rab ki rehmat der zaroor karti hai, par kabhi haar nahi maanti. Aur jab aati hai, to toota hua dil bhi phir se jeena sikha deti hai.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

✨ Title: Toote Dil Se Rehmat Tak ✨

Arz Kiya Hai…

Mayoosi jab hadd se aage badh jaaye, aur dil ke dariyon me sirf sunsaan aur khamoshi reh jaaye, Armaan zindagi ke, jo kabhi sitaron ki tarah chamakte the, aaj mitti me bikhar kar sirf khamoshi chhod jaaye. Sapne, jinhe humne raaton ki palkon me godh me sambhal kar rakha tha, aaj unki qabr me bhi sukoon nahi, aur dil apni hi dhadkanon se ghabrata reh jaaye.

Zindagi jab imtehaan lena shuru kare, to har lamha ek naya bojh ban kar saans par girta hai, har dard purani lakeer ki tarah dil ke kone me bas jaata hai, aur insaan sochta hai—“yeh dard kab khatam hoga, yeh raat kab khatam hogi?”

Raat ke andhere me khamoshi bhi cheekh ki tarah lagti hai, aur saaye, jo kabhi humare dost the, aaj humare dard ka gawah ban jaate hain. Kabhi kabhi lagta hai ki rooh apne jism me nahi, aur jism bhi apni hi rooh se begaana ho gaya ho, saans bhi bojh lagti ho, aur har dhadkan ek zanjeer ki tarah khinch kar insaan ko jeeta rakhti ho.

Har subah ek naya zakhm, har raat ek nayi maut… aur insaan dono ke beech aadha jeeta, aadha mar gaya mehsoos kare. Kabhi lagta hai jaise waqt ne hi saara pyaar aur sakoon chura liya ho, aur sirf dard hi reh gaya ho, jo andar se rooh ko kaat raha ho.

Tab ek lamha aata hai, bohot thanda, bohot gehra, jab insaan apne Rab se sirf itna kehta hai—“Ya Allah… ab mujhme kuch bhi nahi bacha. Agar yehi zindagi hai, to is bojh me meri rooh bhi doob gayi hai…”

Magar phir, isi gehra andhere me, ek halki si roshni ka noor jhalakta hai, jaise Rab ka ek kalma, ek rehmat dil ke patthar ko bhi pighla deta hai. Woh kehta hai:
“Tu thak gaya hai mere bande, par main teri umeed nahi todne dunga. Tera dard meri nazar me hai, aur teri zulmat meri rehmat ke saamne kuch bhi nahi. Bas thoda ruk, main sab aasaan kar dunga.”

Aur dheere dheere, raat ka bojh halka hone lagta hai, dil apne zakhmon ko samajhne lagta hai, aur Allah ki rehmat ki halki si roshni subah ka pehla waada sunaati hai. Aansoo rukte nahi, par unki garmaahat me umeed ka pehla bijh boya jaata hai.

Phir, raat ke aur andhere ke beech, ek aur lamha aata hai, jab insaan apni thakan aur dard ke beech ek chingari si roshni mehsoos karta hai, ek aisi roshni jo kehti hai—“Tu akela nahi, tere dard ke saath main hoon, aur sab kuch aasaan ho jaayega.”

Insaan dheere dheere, apne tootey dil ko sambhalte sambhalte, phir se chalne ka hausla paata hai, aur ek nayi saans bhar kar sochta hai—“Shayad raat gehri thi, shayad dard gehra tha, par meri kismet me Allah ki rehmat bhi gehri hai.”

Aur dheere dheere, raat ke andhere ke baad, subah ka noor dhire dhire dil me jagta hai, aur insaan phir se khud ko samajhne lagta hai, phir se chalne ka hausla paata hai, jaise Rab ne apna haath uthakar kehta ho—“Main hoon na, tere saath hoon, aur sab kuch aasaan kar dunga.”

Yeh hi Allah ki rehmat hai: raat chahe gehri ho, dard chahe gehra ho, par subah hamesha ek nayi roshni ke saath aati hai, aur toote dil ko phir se jeena sikha deti hai.

“Insaan bewajah kabhi nahi toot’ta… kabhi uske ghalatiyaan usay roken rakhti hain, kabhi Rab ki rehmat usay chalti rakh’ti hai. Jo qismat ne likha nahi, woh mar ke bhi khatam nahi hota.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Zindagi ka Safar:

Arz kiya hai…

Bewajah insaan marta nahi zindagi ki talash mein,
Kabhi kabhi uske a‘maal hi aise hote hain,
jo usey gira dete hain… par marne nahi dete.

Kabhi gunahon ka bojh kandhon se girta nahi,
kabhi sach ka zakhm bhar kar bhi dard deta rehta hai,
jaise zindagi keh rahi ho — “abhi ruk, abhi teri hisaab-kitabi baqi hai.”

Insaan kabhi thak kar baithta hai,
kabhi ro kar raat ka daaman bhigota hai,
par ajeeb qudrat hai is dil ki…
jo toot bhi jaaye, phir bhi dhadakta rehta hai,
jaise haar maanta hi nahi.

Kabhi usay kisi ki dua rok leti hai,
kabhi maa ki yaad, kabhi bachon ki hanssi,
aur kabhi uske apne purane ghalat qadam…
jo usay sabak de kar keh dete hain,
“zinda reh, taake iss baar theek se jeeyega.”

Zindagi ka imtehaan bhi ajeeb hota hai bhai…
jo sab kuch cheen kar bhi insaan ko chalne deta hai,
jaise keh rahi ho — “abhi tere saath meri jung poori nahi hui.”

Aur insaan, bechara insaan,
apne hi faislon, apni hi galtiyon,
aur apni hi umeedon ke beech kahin ulajh jata hai,
par sirf ek wajah se zinda rehta hai —
ke kahin na kahin, kisi mod par,
uska Rab us se keh de:
“ab bas… ab tere liye aasani likh di.”

Toh haan… bewajah koi nahi marta,
na sansen rukti hain, na qismat tootti hai,
jab tak Rab ki likhi hui kahani ka,
aakhri jumla mukammal nahi ho jaata.

Jab hum khud hi apne dil ki aawaz ko poori tarah nahi sun paate,
to doosron par hukm thopna sirf rishte ki rooh ko thaka deta hai.
Samajh—na zabar-dasti—hi woh saans hai
jo dilon ko ek hi sur me chalna sikhati hai

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Dil Ka Sach :

Arz kiya hai…

Apna hukm kisi par thopna…
ye dil ki rawani ko tod deta hai,
rishte ki rooh par
khamoshi ka bojh rakh deta hai.

Hum khud hi
apne jazbaat ko poori tarah padh nahi paate—
kabhi darr me dabaa kar,
kabhi ego me chipaa kar,
kabhi aadat me zinda rakh kar…
phir bhi chahte hain
ke koi dusra humari har baat
bina sawaal ke maan jaye.

Sach yehi hai…
Hum apne hi sach se
baar-baar bhaag jaate hain.
Kabhi ek faisla raat ko kar lete hain,
subah usi ko badal dete hain.
Kabhi apne dard ko chhupa kar jeete hain,
kabhi apne gusse ko masoomi ke parde me lapet dete hain.
Jab hum khud itne uljhe hue hote hain,
phir hukm ka bojh kisi aur pe rakhna—
ye rishte ka insaaf nahi hota.

Zindagi me har shakhs
apna ek khalsa ateet uthaaye chalta hai:
kisi ke kandhon par yaadon ka bojh,
kisi ke seene me roothi hui dhadkanein,
kisi ki rooh me kuch adhoori umeedein.
Hum sab sirf samajh chahte hain—
be-jhijhak, be-jalan, be-sawaal.

Par jab hum hi apne dil ki aawaz
saalon tak nahi sunte,
to kisi aur se poori itaat ki umeed
sirf dil ki thakaan badha deti hai.

Rishte…
zabar-dasti se nahi chalte—
wo narmi se chalne wale safar hote hain.
Ek me intense sach hota hai,
to doosre me naram dard.
Ek me lafz bolte hain,
to doosre me khamoshi samajh deti hai.

Jo rishte samajh se likhe jaate hain,
wo bina hukm ke bhi sacche rehte hain;
Aur jo rishte hukm se chalaye jaate hain,
wo saath rehte hue bhi
andar se aahiste-aahiste mar jaate hain.

Dil ka sach jab bol uthe,
to na hukm ka sahara hota hai,
na zabar-dasti ka.
Bas ek naram si guzarish hoti hai—
“Mujhe samajh lo…
jaise main khud ko samajhna chaahta hoon.”

Aur jab kisi ko
dil ki khamoshi bhi samajh aa jaaye—
phir na roothna baaki rehta,
na manwana…
Rishte khud-ba-khud
ek hi sur me chal padte hain,
jaise ek dil me
do jazbaat saath dhadak rahe ho—
ek intense, ek naram…
par dono apne bilkul sachche.

Main shikwa nahi karta…
Jahan dil ko chot mile, wahan rukna meri fitrat nahi.
Main logon se nahi, bas unki be-parwahi se door ho jaata hoon

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Bas Itna Hi Bas:

Arz kiya hai…

Kabhi kabhi dil ko bas itna hi kehna hota hai… bas itna hi bas

Mujhe duniya se koi shikwa nahi,
Jo dil ko chubh jaaye, usse main khamoshi mein hi chhod aata hoon.
Main seekh gaya hoon ke har baar jawab dena zaroori nahi hota,
Kabhi kabhi sirf door chal dena hi apne zakhmon ka ilaaj hota hai.

Jo lafzon se dukh dete hain, wo mere qadam rok nahi sakte,
Main apni izzat aur sukoon ko kisi ke mood ka mohtaaj nahi banata.
Log samajhne ke liye nahi badalte, bas waqt bata deta hai
Ke kaun tha saath dene ke qaabil, aur kaun tha sirf waqt ka saaya.

Main shakwe ka bojh dil par rakh kar jeena nahi chahta,
Main unki yaadon ko bhi khamosi se rihai de deta hoon.
Dil ka dard main muskurahat ke parde ke peeche chhupa deta hoon,
Aur duniya samajhti rehti hai ke mujhe koi farq hi nahi padta.

Haqeeqat to ye hai ke main bohot kuch mehsoos karta hoon,
Bas koi dekh nahi pata— kyun ke main bolta kam hoon, sehata zyada hoon.
Main nafrat nahi palta, na gusse ka dariya rakhta hoon,
Bas jis jagah izzat na mile, wahan rukta nahi hoon.

Mujhe duniya se koi shikwa nahi…
Log jaise bhi mile, maine unka asal pehchan liya.
Aur jo dil ko thokar dekar chale gaye,
Unko main shukriya keh kar apni zindagi se door kar diya.

Zindagi ne sikhaya hai…
Ke jo toot kar bhi chup rehta hai, wo sabse zyada gehra hota hai.
Aur jo bagair shor machaye door chala jaaye,
Wo apne aap mein sabse zyada khud-respect rakhta hai.