“Insaan kabhi neend se nahi darta…
Woh to un logon se darta hai
Jo uske sone par raat bhar jaagte reh jaate hain.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Khamoshi ki Aakhri Raat:

Arz kiya hai…

Jis raat rehmat ban kar neend hum par utregi,
Uss raat har dil ki dhadkan apni raah badal degi.
Woh raat hogi yaa Rab, tere ufaq ka saaye ka pahra,
Jis raat hum khud se bhi chup kar, khud me simat jayenge.

Hum yun bhi soye to bohot, par woh neend kuch aur hi hogi,
Jis me khwaabon ka rang bhi udaas aur hawa bhi sukkhi hogi.
Uss neend me har saans ka boojh halka ho jayega,
Aur humari thaki hui rooh, teri rehmat me kho jayegi.

Woh log jo roz hansi se humari shaam sajaa kar jaate the,
Wohi log us raat bina kisi sabab ke aankhen nam kar jaayenge;
Unki sada ka rang badlega, unki awaaz me dard ghul jaayega—
Jaise unke andar koi toot kar bol raha ho:
“Wapas aa jao… humari zindagi ka rang tumse hi tha.”

Uss pal duniya ka shor ruk jayega,
Har raasta, har gali, har kone me khamoshi ka ehsaan utrega.
Chand bhi apni roshni halka kar lega,
Taake humari neend ko dard ka koi kaanta na chhoo sake.

Aur hum…
Hum apni rooh ki waadiyon me aise chal denge,
Ke dharti ka har bojh zameen par hi reh jayega.
Na gham, na shikayat, na koi sawal…
Bas ek gehra sukoon jo dil ko hamesha se chahiye tha.

Woh log jo humein pukarte rahe…
Unke aansu bhi dua ban jayenge,
Unki haathon ki larzish bhi ek nishani hogi ke
“Koi hamari zindagi me itna gehra tha ke uske sone se raat toot gayi.”

Aur jab subah apni pheli hui roshni se humare chehre ko choo legi,
Tab hum wapas aa jayenge—
Jaise lamha-e-marg ke saaye se nikal kar rooh ko phir se zindagi mile.
Tab un logon ki tasalli, unki dhadkan, unke aansu sab sukoon me badal jayenge;
Aur humari muskurahat se unka gham halki hawa ki tarah udh jayega.

Par uss kahani ka dard yahin nahi rukta…
Kyuki duniya ka jaal ajab hai—
Wohi log jo humari neend ke liye raat bhar roye the,
Wo hi log humare jaagne par phir humse mohabbat aur gehri kar baithenge.

Aur hum samajh jayenge—
Neend bhi rehmat hai,
Aur dua bhi rehmat hai,
Aur woh log… jinhe humein jagane ki fikr hoti hai…
Woh sabse badi rehmat hai.

“Dosti ka asli imtihaan gusse me nahi,
Wapas laut aane ki himmat me hota hai…
Narazgi me tu aaj bhi khoobsurat lagta hai dost,
Par tere bina dil kabhi poora nahi hota.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Naraazgi ke Uspaar:

Arz Kiya Hai…

Tujhse baat na ho, to lagta hai din adhoora reh gaya,
Teri woh hasi, teri woh baatein… sab kuch kahin rasta bhool kar reh gaya.
Narazgi ka aansu shayad teri palkon tak na aaya ho,
Par mere dil ne to kab ka ro kar aansuon ka samaan bhar liya.

Kabhi socha nahi tha, ek chhoti si baat itna bojh ban jaayegi,
Hum dono ki dosti ki raaton me itni gehri andheri chha jaayegi.
Tu samajhta hoga ki main theek hoon… par nahi dost,
Teri khamoshi mujhe din bhar bechaini ki tarah sataati rehti hai.

Main roz khud se hi ladta hoon,
Ke ‘chhor de, usse farq nahi padta’,
Par phir dil ke kone se ek awaaz aati hai—
‘Woh dost hai… farq padta hi hoga, bas keh nahi pa raha.’

Yaad hai tujhe woh din jab hum bina wajah bhi hans padte the?
Choti si baat par ek dusre ka gussa chura lete the?
Aaj wohi waqt yaad aata hai to lagta hai—
Shikwe gile bhi kitne pyaare the,
Kam se kam baat to hoti thi… aaj to chup rehne ka dard hai.

Agar galti meri thi, to maine sau baar khud ko suna diya,
Agar teri thi… to maine usko bhi khud par hi le liya.
Dosti ka matlab hi yahi hota hai na dost—
‘Tera gussa bhi qabool, tera door rehna bhi bardaasht,
Bas tu khafa na reh…’
Par tu to iss baar khafa bhi nazar nahi aata,
Lage jaise tere dil me mere liye jagah thodi si kam ho gayi ho…

Main ye nahi chahta ke tu jhuk kar laut aaye…
Bas itna chahta hoon ke apna dil ek baar bol de,
‘Haan, yaad aata hai tu… chahe gussa abhi bhi zinda ho.’

Chal ek kaam karte hain…
Tu ek kadam badha, main das badha dunga,
Tu ek baar muskurade, main gusse ki poori raat mita dunga,
Tu bas itna keh de—“chal baat karte hain”,
Main apne saare shikwe samandar me phek aunga.

Dosti sasti baat nahi dost…
Woh Allah ka diya hua ek aisa rishta hai,
Jise tod dena aasaan,
Par jodna… sirf asli logon ka kaam hota hai.

Main aaj bhi teri raah me aankhon bhar ke khada hoon,
Shayad tu laut aaye…
Shayad tu keh de—“Naraz to tha…
Par tere bin dil laaye kaise?”

Door rehna qubool hai, par yaad aana… woh dard hai jo dil se kabhi nahi jaata

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Yaadon Ka Saaya:

Arz kiya hai…

Tera mujhse dūr ho jaana, qubūl kar liya maine,
Magar teri yaad ka silsila, har roz sehna pada maine.

Chandni raaton me teri tasveer ko dekha maine,
Har khamoshi me tera naam dil se pukara maine.

Dil chahta tha bas tu wapas aa jaaye,
Par haqeeqat ke raaste pe sirf tanhaai ko paaya maine.

Tere bagair har muskaan adhoori lagti hai,
Har khushi me teri kami mehsoos ki, aur aansu ponchhe maine.

Kabhi lagta hai waqt ruk jaaye,
Ek pal bhi tere saath guzarne ko tarasta maine.

Door rehna maine qubool kiya,
Magar dil se teri doori kabhi qubool na ki maine.

Tere roz yaad aane ka dard,
Har saans me ghul jaata hai, aur main behaal ho jaata maine.

Phir bhi jhelta hoon, kyunki sach hai ye:
Tere bin zindagi adhoori hai, aur yaad teri rooh ka sahara hai maine.

Har khayaal me teri kami ka ehsaas hota hai,
Har pal, har ghadi, bas tera intezaar hota hai.

Shayad tu wapas na aaye, par umeed ka diya jalta hai,
Aur main us roshni me apni tanhaai ka saaya sambhalta hoon.

Har lamha teri yaadon se guzarta hai,
Aur dil ke kone me ek dard ka dariya basta hai.

Tujhse dūr ho kar bhi, tu itna kareeb lagti hai,
Jaise saari duniya me sirf tera hi nasha basta hai.

Har khushi ka rang ab teri muskaan se hai,
Har gham ka saaya bhi bas teri yaad se hai.

Tere bin din adhoore, raat adhuri hai,
Aur main is bechaini me apni rooh ko sambhalta hoon.

Phir bhi ek umeed se jeeta hoon,
Ke shayad ek din tu wapas aa jaaye…
Aur meri duniya phir se poori ho jaaye.

Jab banda toot kar apne aap ko Rab ke hawaale kar deta hai,
tab Rab uske liye behtareen likhne lagta hai—
aise, jaise kabhi dard tha hi nahi.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Maine Sab Rab Par Chhod Diya:

Arz kiya hai…

“Maine chhod diya sochna ke kaise hoga…
Kyuki har baar sochte-sochte mera dil toot jata tha,
Aur meri saansen thak kar ruk si jaati thi…
Har raat lagta tha jaise zindagi se ladai ho rahi ho—
Magar subah uth kar bhi lagta tha,
Ke abhi bhi kuch raat ka andhera mere andar baaki hai.”

“Phir ek din maine sab kuch thak kar,
Apne Rab ke hawale kar diya…
Meri duaa ka ek ek lafz,
Meri aankhon ki har nami,
Meri rooh ka har bojh…
Sab maine uske qadmon mein rakh diya,
Aur bas keh diya—‘Ya Allah, main kamzor ho gaya hoon.’ ”

“Jis pal maine yeh kaha,
Us pal mujhe mehsoos hua
Ke koi meri dhadkan ko pakad kar kehta ho—
‘Bandaa kamzor padta hai,
Par Rab kabhi kamzor nahi hota…’ ”

“Tab se meri zindagi ka rang badalne laga…
Mujhe samajh aaya ke har raat ki gehraai mein,
Koi ek aisi rehmat chhupi hoti hai
Jo sirf tootey hue log hi mehsoos kar sakte hain.
Aur har subah ki roshni mein,
Ek nayi umeed ka chiragh jalaya jata hai.”

“Main ghabraata tha ke mere masle kaise theek honge,
Kaunsi raah se guzarna padega,
Kaun si deewar toot kar raasta banayegi…
Lekin phir Rab ne ek ek karke
Mujhe sabak sikha diya—
Ke jo mere liye likha gaya hai,
Woh mere darr ko pooch kar nahi aata,
Woh Rab ki marzi se aata hai.”

“Ab mere dil mein ek sakoon basa rehta hai…
Na pehle jaisa ghabrahat, na pehle jaisa bojh…
Bas yaqeen ka ek narm sa aasra
Jo har waqt mere kandhe par rakha rehta hai.
Kabhi kabhi ab bhi zindagi uljhati hai,
Par main sirf aankhen band kar ke kehta hoon—
‘Mere Maalik, main tera hoon… dekh le.’ ”

“Aur har baar, bina shor ke, bina awaaz ke,
Kahin andar se jawab aata hai—
‘Tere liye waqt main likhta hoon,
Teri mushkilein main todta hoon,
Tere raste main hi banata hoon…
Tu bas ruk ja, sabar kar—
Aur dekh, kaise main tere liye ‘aise’ karta hoon.’ ”

“Tab mujhe yaqeen aur gehra hota gaya…
Ke jiska Rab par bharosa sachcha ho jaaye,
Uska naseeb kabhi adhoora nahi chhoda jata.
Dard chahe lamba chale,
Umeed kabhi marne nahi di jati…
Aur jab waqt badalta hai,
Toh zindagi aise muskurati hai
Jaise kabhi royi hi nahi thi.”

“Isi liye… maine sochna hi chhod diya—
Ke kaise hoga, kab hoga, kis raahe hoga…
Main sirf itna jaanta hoon,
Ke jab Rab chaahega,
Sab kuch behtareen waqt par,
Behtareen andaaz mein,
Behtareen wajah ke saath hoga.”

“Aur tab mere dil ke andar se ek hi awaaz niklegi—
‘Aye Maalik… shukriya.
Sach mein… aise hi hona tha.
Aise hi tune mere liye behtareen likha tha.’ ”

Tasveer se to mulakaatein ho jaati hain,
par dil ko sukoon tab milta hai
jab insaan khud saamne khada ho…

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Tasveer Se Zindagi Tak:

Arz Kiya Hai…

Hum unko dekh to lete hain,
lekin bas unki tasveeron mein…
Woh door hain, par unka chehra
har tasveer mein ek nayi dhadkan jaga deta hai.

Kabhi tasveer hath mein le kar
dil chup sa ho jaata hai…
jaise har lamha unki yaadon se
baatein kar raha ho.

Raat ki gehraai jab barh jaati hai,
to unki yaad aur tez ho kar
dil ke ek kone mein chupke se baith jaati hai.
Aisa lagta hai jaise samaa ruk gaya ho,
aur hum sirf unke intezaar mein zinda hon.

Mobile ki screen par unka chehra
ek pal ko umeed deta hai,
phir ek halki si kasak dil ke andar
kahin gehra utar jaati hai…
ki yeh tasveer hai, zindagi nahi.

Unki tasveer ki muskurahat pyari lagti hai,
magar woh asli muskurahat…
jise dekh kar ruh tak sukoon milta hai,
uski kami har din kuch aur badh jaati hai.

Dil roz ek hi baat sochta rehta hai—
kab woh saamne khade honge,
kab unki awaaz paas sunayi degi,
kab ek pal mein saari dooriyaan
mitt kar sirf qurbat reh jaayegi.

Kab woh tasveer se utar kar
zindagi mein wapas aa jayenge…
jahaan hum tasveer nahi,
unka haqeeqi chehra dekh kar
khushi se muskura saken.

Aakhir mein yahi sach hai…
Hum unko dekhte to hain,
par abhi bhi sirf tasveeron mein…
aur dil har roz un lamhon ka intezaar karta hai
jahan tasveer ka silsila khatam ho,
aur mulaqat ka safar shuru ho jaye.

✨
“Uske chehre ka noor bhi ajeeb hai…
na zyada dikhne ki chahat, na kam rehne ka gham—
bas ek khamoshi jisme tehzeeb bhi hai
aur adab ka apna salaam bhi.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Khamoshi ki Nazaakat:

Arz kiya hai…

Uske chehre par ek aisi narmi thi,
jaise hawa apne haath me phool ki khushboo lekar chalti ho.
Mastaani aankhon ka noor,
jaise kisi purani dua ka abhi-abhi qubool hua asar ho.

Siyah saari ka lehja bhi ajeeb tha—
mehakta hua, sharmeela sa,
jaise raat ki chaadar par chaand ne
apni roshni ki naazuk lakeeren chhod di ho.
Gold border ki chamak us par yuhi nahi thi,
wo uske andruni waqar ka ek khamosh sa parcham lagti thi.

Uske kaano me jhumakte jhumke,
jaise har khanak me koi riwayat zinda ho.
Gale ka motiyon ka halka sa haar,
use dekhta hi lage ke zindagi me kuch cheezein
sirf nazakat se hi samjhi ja sakti hain—
shor se nahi, sirf shafqat se.

Uski bindi aur maang ka sindoor bhi
sirf shringar nahi, balki ek kahani ka nishaan lagte the—
ek wafadaari, ek sukoon, ek apnapan ka gumnaam sa vaada.
Jab usne halka sa muskuraya,
to mehfil ka rang badal gaya,
jaise kisi ne honton par dua rakh di ho,
aur dil par sakoon ke pani ke chhidke kar diye ho.

Uske baithne ka andaaz bhi nazaakat se bhara tha—
seedha, saabit, magar phir bhi naram;
jaise koi tehzeeb chal kar insaan ki surat me baith gayi ho.
Ek pal ko laga,
ke is tasveer me waqt ruk gaya hai—
aur mohabbat, tameez, haya,
sab ek saath saans le rahe ho.

Aur uski aankhon me jo halka sa gumnaam dard tha,
wo bhi apni jagah khoobsurat lag raha tha—
jaise koi purani yaad,
jo bhoolti nahi, magar chubh bhi nahi rahi.
Bas kahin dil ke kone me chup kar,
apna diya jalaye baithi ho.

Uski poori shakal me ek ajeeb sa noor tha—
na zyada, na kam,
sahi jagah par, sahi andaaz me.
Jaise Rab ne usse banate waqt
thodi si rehmat, thoda sa adab,
aur thodi si shayari zyada daal di ho.

“Saccha tha ishq, gehra tha dard…
Phir bhi Rab par yakeen tha;
Aaj nahi to kal, wo meri manzil ban kar rahegi.”

-Zulfikar Inamdar

🌙 “Raaton Ki Qismat”:

(Zulfikar Inamdar ke ehsaas se)

Arz kiya hai…

Main maangta raha usko tahajjud ki raaton me,
Par meri duaaon ka nateeja kisi aur ke saath nikla…
Socha tha sabr jeet jaayega,
Magar ishq ka imtihaan sajdon se bhi sakht nikla.

Woh meri dhadkan ka raaz tha,
Par apne raaz mujhe kabhi samjha na saka.
Main uske lafzon me sach dhoondta raha,
Aur woh har baat me ek naya jhoot saja kar aaya.

Din bhar duniya se lad kar laut aata tha,
Aur raat ko uska gham mere seene me phoot jaata tha.
Main bikhar kar bhi uska naam izzat se leta raha,
Woh jud kar bhi meri wafaa ko samajh na paaya.

Kayi baar uski khamoshi me ek pukaar mehsoos hui,
Par kareeb jaakar pata chala—
Woh pukaar mere liye hi nahi thi,
Aur main sirf uski tanhaayi ka ek hissa ban gaya.

Maine Allah se poocha:
“Ya Rab, yeh dard kyun diya?”
Aur jawab mila—
“Jisko tune apna samjha,
Woh meri likhi hui kisi aur ki manzil ka musafir tha.”

Mujhe yakeen hai, mere Rab ne mujhe kabhi mayus nahi kiya…
Itni sakhti me bhi mujhe akela nahi chhoda…
Ummeed hai mere Rab se…
Aaj nahi to kal, wo meri ho kar rahegi.

Ab haqeeqat ko kabool kar liya hai,
Magar zakham abhi bhi taza hai.
Woh chala gaya…
Par meri raaton ka sukoon abhi tak wapas nahi aaya.

Main uske liye khair maangta hoon,
Kyuki ishq ki ada yeh hai—
Baddua ka bojh uthana rooh ko kamzor kar deta hai.
Aur main kamzor nahi hona chahta…
Bas toot kar bhi uske liye achha hi chahta hoon.

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai—
Agar woh ek baar palat kar pooch leti,
“Kaise ho?”
To mera aadha gham wahi gir jaata.
Par woh awaaz kabhi nahi aayi,
Aur main aadhi raaton me toot kar bhi chup rehna seekh gaya.

⸻

🌹 Reel-Ending (Perfect Emotional Closure):

“Main sajdon me roota raha…
Woh kisike hothon ki muskaan me jeeti rahi.
Ishq mera saccha tha—
Bas kismet ne saath dena kab ka chhod diya.
Par mujhe yakeen hai, mere Rab se…
Aaj nahi to kal, wo meri ho kar rahegi.”

“Kabhi kabhi hum jis ke liye rooh tak nikal kar rakh dete hain,
Taqdeer usse kisi aur ki muskurahat bana deti hai.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Arz Kiya hai…

Hazaar pheray lagaye the maine uski galiyon ke,
Koi khush-naseeb usey sirf saat phero mein le gaya.

Main har shaam uske intezaar ke diye jalata raha,
Magar naseeb ne kisi aur ka naam uski maang mein bhar diya.

Meri to saansen bhi uske qadam se raabta maangti thi,
Par woh kisi aur ki dhadkanon ka sahara ban gaya.

Main neheron ki tarah uske raste me mohabbat behata raha,
Lekin takdeer ne uske qadam kisi aur ghat par utar diya.

Har dua me uski khushboo, har arzoo me uski tasveer thi,
Par ek pal me koi aur uski zindagi ka humsafar ban gaya.

Maine raaton ki tanhaayi me uske liye beshumaar alfaz boondhe,
Aur waqt ne ek hi faisle se un sab ko khaak kar diya.

Uske hothon ki muskurahat bhi ab yaadon ka zakham lagti hai,
Jaise roshni ko phir se chhoona, par woh haath se phisalta gaya.

Maine uske bina bhi jeene ki aadat banane ki koshish ki,
Par har subah dil uska naam likh kar hi ubhar aata gaya.

Woh keh gayi thi ke waqt sab dard mita deta hai,
Par mere dard ko to waqt ne aur gehra hi kar diya.

Aksar sochta hoon kaash ek baar peeche mud kar dekhti,
Shayad meri saansen uske qadam hi rok leti.

Kaash woh samajh paati ke mohabbat sirf pana nahi hota,
Kabhi kabhi kisi ko kho kar bhi nibhaana padta hai.

Main ne uske liye khuda se bhi lad liya hota,
Magar taqdeer se kaun jeeta hai—ye baat der se samajh aayi.

Ab jab dua karta hoon, to uske liye khushi maangta hoon,
Kyuki mohabbat ka asli test yahi hai—chaho, par qabza na karo.

Mere hisse me bas yaadon ka dhuan, uski hansi ki halki si goonj,
Aur bechaini ki woh khushboo jo ab tak dil me basi hui hai.

Aur aaj bhi sach kahu to shikayat se zyada tasalli hoti hai,
Ke jis ko chaha tha, uski zindagi aakhir sukoon se bhar gayi.

Aur dil ne aakhri sabak yeh diya—
Mohabbat se zyada takdeer ka haath mazboot hota hai,
Aur dil chahe kitna bhi sachcha ho…
Kismat apni marzi se hi kisi ka humsafar likhti hai.

“Intezaar kabhi waqt ka nahi hota… jis dil se mohabbat hoti hai, usi ki aahat par saansein ruk jaati hain.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Arz kiya hai…

Uske deedar ko meri aakhen taras gayi hai,
Dil kehta hai thodi der ruk jaa… bas wo aane waali hai.

Har subah apne saath ek nayi dua lekar milti hai,
Lagta hai koi barkat meri rooh tak aane waali hai.

Mobile ki khamoshi bhi ab ek saathi jaisi lagti hai,
Par dil kehta hai—ye sannaata bhi todne aane waali hai.

Ye raat ki chadar, ye chand ki thandi saansein,
Jaise keh rahi ho koi rooh, mere qareeb aane waali hai.

Tanha lamhon ka bojh kabhi kabhi thaka deta hai,
Par umeed ki halki si roshni kehti hai—raahat aane waali hai.

Barson purane waade bhi yaadon me abhi zinda hain,
Jaise koi adhoori dastaan poori hone aane waali hai.

Kabhi hawa ki mehfil me uska naam sa goonjta hai,
Jaise koi khushbu palat kar is raahein aane waali hai.

Mere ghar ka darwaza bhi uske liye sada khula rehta hai,
Jaise kismat ka bhi ek mod hai jo wapas aane waali hai.

Aksar dil apne zakhmon se samjhauta kar leta hai,
Par har marham kehta hai—ek nayi muskan aane waali hai.

Taron ne bhi raat bhar meri khamoshi ko suna hai,
Lagta hai unme se koi paighaam le kar aane waali hai.

Kabhi uske kadmon ki aahat dil ke raaston me gunjti hai,
Jaise waqt khud mujhe bata kar jaane waali hai.

Aansu bhi kabhi kabhi be-vajah muskura dete hain,
Jaise unki rawani me koi rahmat aane waali hai.

Mere alfazon me uska aks abhi tak basa rehta hai,
Jaise yaadon ki qismat me wapas aane waali hai.

Kabhi ek pal aisa hota hai jis me duniya ruk si jaati hai,
Aur lagta hai abhi, isi waqt, abhi koi khabar aane waali hai.

Har dhadkan apni rawani me ek hi soorat poochti hai,
Ke kab wo rooh se rooh milne aane waali hai.

Kabhi yaadon ka bhaar saansen tez kar deta hai,
Kabhi lagta hai koi narmi se aakar mujhe sambhaalne aane waali hai

Meri zindagi ki kitaab me ek safha abhi bhi khaali pada hai,
Shayad wo hi qissa wapas likhne aane waali hai.

Dil ne kabhi uska intezaar chhoda hi nahi,
Ye jazba maanta hai—wo laut kar aane waali hai.

Shab-e-tanhaiyon me kabhi uska chehra sa ubhar aata hai,
Jaise koi rooh hawa ke zariye batane aane waali hai.

Jis mohabbat ne itna rulaya, utna hi sambhala bhi hai,
Shayad wohi mohabbat ek roshan roop me aane waali hai.

Kabhi ek muskuraahat yaad aati hai, kabhi ek aansu,
Dono hi kehte hain—ye kahani ab mod lene aane waali hai.