“Zulfikar wo kahani hai jo dard se shuru hoti hai… lekin urooj pe khatam hoti hai.” 🌿✨

“Zulfikar is not a story of pain… it is a story of rise.” ✨

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Urooj: Dard Se Daastaan Tak

Arz kiya hai ke…

Zulfikar…
Kabhi tu ne khud se poocha hai…
Ke tu itna gehra kyun hai…?

Shayad isliye…
Kyuki zindagi ne tujhe sirf khushiyan nahi di…
Balki har wo dard diya…
Jo insaan ko ya to tod deta hai…
Ya phir use kuch aur bana deta hai…

Aur tu…
Toot kar bhi toot nahi paaya…

Raaton ke andhere mein jab duniya so jaati thi,
Tu apne khayalon ke saath jaagta tha…
Har ek yaad ko phir se jeeta tha…
Har ek lafz ko phir se mehsoos karta tha…

Wo mohabbat…
Jo tere naseeb mein nahi thi…
Phir bhi teri rooh ka hissa ban gayi…

Tu use bhoolna bhi chahta…
Magar kuch cheezein bhoolne ke liye nahi hoti…
Sirf samajhne ke liye hoti hain…

Aur tu samajh gaya…
Ke har milna mukammal nahi hota…
Aur har bichhadna barbaadi nahi hoti…

Zulfikar…
Tu gira zaroor tha…
Magar har dafa uthte waqt
Tu pehle se zyada mazboot hua…

Ab teri aankhon mein aansu kam hain…
Aur samajh zyada…

Ab tu kisi ke jaane se toot ta nahi…
Bas chup ho jaata hai…
Aur khamoshi mein khud ko dobara bana leta hai…

Jin logon ne tujhe chhoda…
Wo teri kahani ka hissa the…
Teri manzil nahi…

Aur jo ab aayenge…
Wo tujhe paane ke liye qismat se ladenge…

Zulfikar…
Ab tu kisi ka intezaar nahi karta…
Ab tu khud ek intezaar ban chuka hai…

Ek aisi kahani…
Jo dard se likhi gayi…
Magar ab izzat se padhi jaati hai…

Aur yaad rakh…
Rab kabhi kisi ko todta nahi…
Sirf usse naya banata hai…

Aur tu…
Ab naya hai…
Mazboot hai…
Aur sabse badhkar…
Khud ka hai…

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English Version:

The Rise: From Pain to Power”

A request is…

Zulfikar…
Have you ever asked yourself…
why your soul feels so deep…?

Maybe because life didn’t just give you happiness…
it gave you every shade of pain…
the kind that either breaks a man…
or transforms him into something greater…

And you…
you refused to stay broken…

While the world slept in silence,
you stayed awake with your thoughts…
reliving memories…
feeling every word all over again…

That love…
which was never meant to be yours…
still became a part of your soul…

You tried to forget…
but some things are not meant to be forgotten…
only understood…

And you understood…
that not every meeting is meant to last…
and not every goodbye is destruction…

Zulfikar…
you did fall…
but every time you rose…
you became stronger than before…

Now your eyes carry less tears…
and more wisdom…

Now you don’t break when someone leaves…
you just grow silent…
and rebuild yourself within…

Those who left…
were part of your story…
not your destination…

And those who will come…
will have to fight destiny to reach you…

Zulfikar…
you no longer wait for someone…
you have become the one worth waiting for…

A story…
written in pain…
but now read with respect…

And remember…
God never breaks a soul…
He reshapes it…

And you…
you are no longer the same…
you are stronger…
and finally… your own…

“Har adhoori mohabbat ek nayi shuruaat ka darwaza hoti hai… bas himmat chahiye usse kholne ki.”

“Every unfulfilled love is a door to a new beginning… all you need is the courage to open it.”

-Zulfikar Inamdar

Waqt Ka Faisla:

Arz kiya hai ke…

Zulfikar…
Har kahani ka ek anjaam hota hai,
Aur har dard ka ek matlab…

Tu jise haar samajhta raha na,
Wahi teri zindagi ka sabse bada sabak tha…

Wo mohabbat jo adhoori reh gayi…
Usne tujhe todne ke liye nahi,
Balki tujhe khud se milwane ke liye aayi thi…

Aaj tu akela nahi hai…
Tu bas un logon se door hai
Jo teri kadar samajh nahi paaye…

Aur sun…
Waqt ne jo cheen liya,
Wo kabhi tera tha hi nahi…

Magar jo waqt tujhe de raha hai na,
Wo sirf tera hai…
Ek naya safar…
Ek naya sukoon…

Zulfikar…
Ab mohabbat kisi aur se nahi,
Sabse pehle khud se kar…

Kyunki jab tu khud ko paa lega…
Tab duniya bhi tujhe khona nahi chahegi…

“Zulfikar… jo chala gaya, wo qismat tha…
Aur jo ab aane wala hai… wo rehmat hogi…”

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English Version:

Time’s Verdict:

I have requested that…

Zulfikar…
Every story has an end,

And every pain has a meaning…

What you considered defeat,
was the biggest lesson of your life…

That love that remained blind…

It did not come to break you,

but to unite you with yourself…

Today you are not alone…

You are just away from those people

who did not understand your worth…

And listen…
What time took,

was never yours…

But the time He is giving it to you,
He is only yours…
A new journey…
A new peace…

Zulfikar…
Now don’t love anyone else,
First love yourself…

Because when you find yourself…
Then the world won’t want to lose you either…

“Zulfikar… What’s gone was fate…
And what’s coming now… will be a blessing…”

Meri zindagi ke har “kaash” mein bas ek hi kami reh gayi…
Tum mile bhi nahi, aur phir bhi zindagi bhar ki kami ban gaye…

In every “what if” of my life, there is only one missing piece…
I never truly had you, yet you became my forever absence…

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Ek Kaash Tum Bhi Ho – Na-Mukammal Kahaani”

Arz kiya hai… ke…

Meri zindagi ke raaz mein ek raaz tum bhi ho,
Mere khwabon ke aasman mein ek chaand tum bhi ho,
Jo kabhi haath na aaye magar roshni deta rahe,
Mere andheron mein chamakta hua ek noor tum bhi ho…

Kabhi sochta hoon ke yeh jo sab kuch hai mere andar,
Yeh bechaini, yeh sukoon, yeh tanha si muskurahat,
In sab ke darmiyan jo ek khamosh si dastaan hai,
Us ankahe qisse ki pehchaan tum bhi ho…

Main lafzon mein kaise bayan karun tumhari ahmiyat,
Har alfaaz chhota lagta hai tumhare zikr ke aage,
Jaise samandar ko mutthi mein qaid karna ho,
Waise hi meri har koshish bekaar si lagti hai…

Magar phir bhi dil ke kisi kone se ek awaaz aati hai,
Ke meri har dhadkan ke darmiyan ek saaz tum bhi ho,
Jo kabhi sunayi nahi deta duniya ko,
Magar meri rooh har roz use mehsoos karti hai…

Tum kya ho mere liye, yeh kaifiyat samajh nahi aati,
Na tum meri ho, na main tumhara ho saka,
Phir bhi ek ajeeb sa rishta hai be-naam sa,
Jo na toot paata hai, na mukammal ho paata hai…

Kabhi lagta hai ke tum bas ek khayal ho,
Ek khwab ho jo aankhon ne dekha tha kabhi,
Lekin phir dil kehta hai ke nahi…
Tum woh haqeeqat ho jo naseeb ne adhoori chhod di…

Meri har khwahish ke intezaar mein ek aas tum bhi ho,
Har dua ke baad jo khamoshi rehti hai,
Us khamoshi mein chhupa hua ek jawab tum bhi ho,
Jo mil kar bhi na mil saka…

Aur jab raat gehri ho jaati hai,
Aur tanhaai apna rang dikhati hai,
Tab dil ke kisi kone se ek halki si sada aati hai,
Ke kaash waqt wapas mud jaata…

Kaash main tumhe keh paata jo kabhi keh na saka,
Kaash tum samajh paati jo main dikha na saka,
Kaash yeh fasla sirf doori hota, majboori na hoti,
Kaash humari kahaani adhoori na hoti…

Aur aaj bhi jab zindagi aage badhne ki baat karti hai,
Dil peeche mud kar bas itna kehta hai,
Ke jo kabhi mera ho na saka…
Us yaad ke har mod par ek ehsaas tum bhi ho…

Meri zindagi ke “kaash” mein ek kaash tum bhi ho…
Hamesha… aur har baar… sirf tum hi ho… 💔🌹

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English Version:

“A Wish Called You – The Unfinished Story”

A request is…

Among the secrets of my life, there is one secret… you,
In the sky of my dreams, there is one moon… you,
The one I could never reach, yet you kept shining,
In all my darkness, there is a light… you…

Sometimes I wonder, whatever lives inside me,
This restlessness, this calm, this silent smile,
Between all of it, there’s an untold story,
And in that unspoken tale… there is you…

How do I ever explain what you mean to me?
Every word feels too small in front of your presence,
Like trying to hold an ocean in my hands,
Every attempt of mine feels helpless… incomplete…

Yet somewhere deep inside, a voice still whispers,
Between every beat of my heart, there is a rhythm… you,
The world may never hear it,
But my soul feels it… every single day…

What you are to me… I still fail to understand,
You were never mine, nor could I ever be yours,
Yet there exists a strange, nameless connection,
That neither breaks… nor becomes whole…

At times, I feel you were just a thought,
A dream my eyes once dared to see,
But then my heart reminds me softly…
You were a reality… that fate left incomplete…

In every waiting of my wishes, there is a hope… you,
In every silence after my prayers,
There hides an answer… you,
The one I almost found… yet somehow lost…

And when the nights grow deeper,
And loneliness starts to speak,
A faint whisper rises within me…
If only time could turn back…

If only I had said what I never could,
If only you had understood what I couldn’t show,
If only this distance was just miles, not destiny,
If only our story wasn’t left incomplete…

And even today, when life asks me to move on,
My heart quietly turns back and says,
The one who was never mine…
Lives in every memory… as you…

In every “what if” of my life,
There is one wish… and that wish is you…
Always… and forever… just you… 💔🌹

“Main shor se bhaaga nahi… main us se upar uth gaya,
Aur us khamoshi mein mujhe meri asal pehchaan mil gayi.” 🔥🌹

“I didn’t escape the noise… I rose above it,
And in that silence, I found my true self.” 🌹

– Zulfikar Inamdar

“Shor Se Upar”

Arz kiya hai ke…

Main ab un tamam mehfilon ke shor se upar uth chuka hoon,
Kyun ke asal safar kabhi bahar nahi tha… woh hamesha mere andar tha.

Ek waqt tha jab har awaaz ahmiyat rakhti thi, har baat dil pe asar karti thi,
Lekin ab samajh aa gaya hai… har lafz itna zaroori nahi hota.

Maine logon ko badalte dekha hai, rishton ko dheere dheere bikharte dekha hai,
Wohi alfaaz jo kabhi marham thay… aaj zakham ban gaye.

Magar maine reaction ke bajaye sabr ko chuna,
Aur har bekaar behas ke bajaye khamoshi ko apnaya.

Na koi inteqaam, na koi gila, na kuch sabit karne ki zarurat,
Kyun ke waqt khud sachai ko samne le aata hai.

Shayad woh kabhi samajh na paayein woh dard jo maine chup kar saha,
Woh tanha raatein… jahan main khud se ladta raha.

Magar yahi to khoobsurti hai upar uthne ki —
Apni taraqqi ka elaan nahi kiya jata,
Bas insaan un cheezon se aage nikal jata hai jise woh kabhi sab kuch samajhta tha.

Ab na main tasdeeq dhoondta hoon, na kisi ki manzoori,
Main bas sukoon, maqsad… aur apni zindagi jeene ki azadi chahta hoon.

Aur ajeeb hai zindagi ka rang,
Jo log kabhi bina dekhe guzar jaate thay,
Aaj door se dekh kar samajhne ki koshish kar rahe hain.

Magar ab na main rukta hoon, na mud kar dekhta hoon, na react karta hoon,
Kyun ke jab insaan waqai shor se upar uth jata hai…
toh uski khamoshi hi uska sab se bada asar ban jati hai.

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English Version:

Beyond the Noise

It is requested:

I have moved beyond the noise of every room that once defined me,
Because the real journey was never outside… it was always within me.

There was a time when every voice mattered, every opinion stayed,
But now I’ve learned… not every word deserves to be weighed.

I’ve seen people change, felt bonds slowly fade,
Heard words that once healed… then quietly betrayed.

Yet I chose patience over reaction,
Silence over unnecessary distraction.

No revenge, no bitterness, nothing left to prove,
Because time reveals truths… without making a move.

They may never understand the pain I carried inside,
The sleepless nights… the battles I chose to hide.

But that’s the beauty of rising above —
You don’t announce your growth,
You simply outgrow what you once thought was love.

Now I don’t chase validation, nor do I seek approval,
I walk with peace… beyond judgment, beyond removal.

And funny how life turns around,
The same ones who ignored me without a sound,
Now notice me… from a distance they can’t cross.

But I don’t stop, I don’t turn back, I don’t react,
Because when you truly rise beyond the noise…
silence itself becomes your greatest impact.

“Main cheekh kar nahi jeeta…
Main khamosh reh kar itna ucha utha ke awaaz ki zarurat hi nahi rahi.” 🔥🌹

“I didn’t become powerful by speaking louder…
I became unstoppable by mastering my silence.” 🌹

– Zulfikar Inamdar

“Khamoshi Ka Urooj”

Arz kiya hai… ke…

Main ne apni awaaz buland nahi ki…
Main khamosh ho gaya,
Aur isi khamoshi mein mujhe apni asal taqat mili.

Ek waqt tha jab main khud ko samjhana chahta tha,
Logon ko apni ahmiyat batana chahta tha,
Lekin ab samajh aa gaya hai…
Har sach ko bayan karna zaroori nahi hota.

Maine woh toofan dekhe hain jo kisi ne nahi dekhe,
Woh jang ladi hai jo kabhi sunaai nahi di,
Magar phir bhi… main toot kar bhi khud ko jodta raha.

Na inteqaam ki zarurat, na kuch sabit karne ka shauq,
Kyun ke asli taqat cheekhti nahi…
Woh khamoshi mein chalti hai.

Shayad log kabhi na samajh paayein mera safar,
Woh raaten jahan main bikhar gaya,
Aur woh din jahan main dobara bana.

Magar koi baat nahi…
Har kahani sunane ke liye nahi hoti.

Ab na main tawajju chahta hoon,
Na kisi ki tasdeeq,
Main bas sukoon ke saath jeena seekh gaya hoon.

Aur ajeeb hai duniya ka rawaiya,
Jo kabhi nazar andaaz karte thay,
Aaj khamoshi se dekh rahe hain… samajhne ki koshish mein.

Magar ab na main rukta hoon, na samjhata hoon, na badalta hoon,
Kyun ke jab khamoshi urooj par hoti hai…
toh woh har awaaz se zyada buland ho jaati hai.

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English Version:

“The Rise of Silence”

I didn’t grow louder… I grew quieter,
And in that silence, I found a strength deeper than noise.

There was a time I tried to explain myself,
Tried to make people understand my worth,
But now I’ve learned…
Not every truth needs an audience.

I’ve walked through storms no one ever saw,
Fought battles that never made a sound,
And still… I stood back up, stronger than before.

No need for revenge, no urge to prove,
Because real power doesn’t shout… it moves in silence.

They may never understand my journey,
The nights I broke down… the days I rebuilt myself,
But that’s okay —
Not every story is meant to be told.

Now I don’t chase attention,
I don’t run after approval,
I walk with peace… steady, unshaken.

And the same world that once ignored me,
Now watches quietly… trying to read what I’ve become.

But I don’t react, I don’t explain, I don’t stop,
Because when silence rises…
it becomes louder than any voice ever could.

“Jinhe humari qadar nahi thi, unke liye hum rukte nahi…
Aur jab hum badal jaate hain, to unki soch badalne par majboor kar dete hain.” 🔥

“I didn’t change to impress them…
I changed so I’d never need them to see my worth again.” 🔥

– Zulfikar Inamdar

“Wapas Aane Ka Waqt”

Arz kiya hai ke…

Kal tak jo hume nazarandaaz karte the,
Aaj wahi log hamari taraf dekhne ki himmat jamaa kar rahe hain…

Waqt ne hume giraya zaroor tha,
Magar tootne nahi diya… sambhalna sikha diya…

Hum chup rahe… kyunki hume shor machana nahi aata,
Magar waqt ko jawab dena aata hai… bina kuch kahe…

Jab hum the… tab unhe hamari keemat samajh nahi aayi,
Aur jab hum badal gaye… tab unhe hamari kami samajh aayi…

Ab na shikayat hai, na gila hai kisi se,
Bas ek sukoon hai… ke humne khud ko paa liya hai…

Jo log kehte the — “tumhare bina bhi sab theek hai”,
Aaj wahi soch rahe hain — “shayad hum galat the…”

Magar ab farq nahi padta…
Kyunki ab hum wapas un raste pe nahi jaate,
Jahan apni hi keemat sabit karni padti thi…

Ab hum khud ki pehchaan ban chuke hain,
Aur jo khud ki pehchaan bana leta hai na…
Use duniya ignore nahi kar sakti…

Waqt ne hume giraya nahi… tarasha hai,
Aur ab jo hum bane hain…
Woh pehle se kahin zyada keemti hai…

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English Version:

“The Return”

Those who once ignored me,
Now gather the courage just to look my way…

Time did knock me down,
But it never broke me — it taught me how to rise, stronger than yesterday.

I stayed silent… not because I had nothing to say,
But because I knew… time itself would answer, in its own way.

When I was there, they never saw my worth,
And now that I’ve changed… they finally feel my absence on this earth.

There are no complaints left, no bitterness inside,
Just a quiet peace… because I found myself on the other side.

The same people who once said, “we’re fine without you,”
Now stand in doubt… realizing what they lost was true.

But it doesn’t matter anymore…
Because I no longer walk the roads
Where I had to prove my value over and over before.

Now I’ve built my own identity, my own name,
And once you become that… the world can’t ignore your flame.

Time didn’t destroy me… it refined my soul,
And what I’ve become now… is far greater than what they used to know.

“Insaan ki asli keemat tab samajh aati hai,
jab woh mehfil me nahi… yaadon me reh jaata hai.” 🌹

“A person’s true value is not realized in their presence,
but in the silence they leave behind.” 🌹

– Zulfikar Inamdar

“Waqt Ke Saaye”

Arz kiya hai… ke…

Bade bure lag rahe hai aaj hum majlis ke saamne,
Kal tak jo hum par fakr karte the, aaj woh hi hume pehchaan ne se anjaane…

Wahi mehfil, wahi log, wahi roshni ka samaa,
Bas ek cheez badal gayi — hamari ahmiyat ka maqam…

Apna waqt nikal gaya to koyi poochta nahi,
Wahi log jo kabhi kehte the — “tum ho to mehfil hai”…
Aaj hum ho kar bhi unke liye kuch bhi nahi…

Kabhi hamari ek awaaz pe log ruk jaate the,
Aaj hum khamosh bhi ho jaayein… to kisi ko farq nahi padta…

Dil yeh soch kar toot sa jaata hai…
Ke humne jinhe apni duniya samjha,
Unhone hume sirf apne “waqt ka hissa” samjha…

Sach ye hai…
Rishta tab tak hi gehra lagta hai,
Jab tak usme “zarurat” zinda hoti hai…

Aur jab zarurat mar jaaye na…
To sabse pehle “lehja” badalta hai,
Phir “nazar”,
Aur aakhir me… “log” bhi badal jaate hain…

Magar ae dil… udaas mat ho,
Yeh waqt hai… yeh bhi guzar jaayega…

Aaj agar hum gir gaye hai unki nazron me,
Kal wahi nazrein phir se uthenge hume dhoondne ke liye…

Kyunki…
Waqt kisi ka nahi hota,
Magar waqt sabka hisaab zaroor karta hai…

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English Version:

Title: “Shadows of Time”

Today, I stand in the same gathering… yet I feel like I don’t belong,
The very people who once took pride in me… now act like I was never one of them.

The same faces, the same place, the same lights all around,
Only one thing has changed — my worth in their eyes has been quietly torn down.

Once my presence was enough to light up the room,
Now even my silence fades… unnoticed in the gloom.

When my time passed, no one cared to ask,
Those who once said “you are everything”… now treat me like a thing of the past.

There was a time when people paused just to hear me speak,
Today, even my absence doesn’t make their world feel weak.

It breaks something inside… a quiet, painful truth,
That the ones I called “my world”… only needed me for a phase of their use.

The truth is harsh… but clear as the sky,
Relationships often live… only until their needs don’t die.

And when the need fades away…
First the tone changes,
Then the eyes,
And eventually… the people themselves walk away.

But my heart… don’t drown in this pain,
Time never stays the same — it shifts, it turns again.

Today I may have fallen in their sight,
But tomorrow… those same eyes may search for me in the light.

Because time belongs to no one,
Yet it settles every score, one day… for sure.

“Insaan tab nahi badalta jab usse dard hota hai…
insaan tab badalta hai jab dard sehne ki aadat ho jaati hai.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

Title: “Hansi… Jo Sirf Chehre Tak Thi (Part 3):”

Arz kiya hai ke…

Ab toh aadat si ho gayi hai…
andar se toot kar bhi, bahar se theek dikhne ki…

Pehle dard hota tha…
ab bas ek khaali pan sa reh gaya hai…
jaise sab kuch mehsoos karne ki taaqat hi khatam ho gayi ho…

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai…
hum khud se hi door ho gaye hain…
woh jo asli “hum” the,
shayad kahin raste mein hi chhoot gaye…

Ab na kisi se shikayat rehti hai,
na kisi se umeed…
kyunki samajh aa gaya hai —
jitni kam umeedein hoti hain, utna kam insaan tootta hai…

Raat ab sirf neend ke liye nahi hoti,
raat toh ab sochne ke liye hoti hai…
un baaton ke liye, jo kabhi keh nahi paaye…
un logon ke liye, jo kabhi samajh nahi paaye…

Aur sabse ajeeb baat pata hai…
ab aansu bhi kam ho gaye hain…
shayad dil itna bhar gaya hai dard se,
ke ab usse halka hone ka bhi mann nahi karta…

Log aaj bhi kehte hain —
“tum badal gaye ho…”
Aur hum bas muskura dete hain…
kyunki unhe kaise batayein,
ke badle nahi hain… bas toot kar chup ho gaye hain…

Ab bas itna hi sach hai…
na kisi ka intezaar hai,
na kisi ka intezaar karne ki himmat…

Hansi ab bhi hai…
magar sirf chehre tak…
kyunki dil ne toh kab ka khud se rishta tod diya hai… 💔

“Kuch log theek hone ka naatak itni khoobsurti se karte hain…
ke unka tootna kabhi kisi ko nazar hi nahi aata.”

– Zulfikar Inamdar

“Hansi… Jo Sirf Chehre Tak Thi (Part 2)”

Arz kiya hai… ke…

Kabhi kabhi na…
insaan itna toot chuka hota hai,
ke usse apni hi awaaz parayi lagne lagti hai…

Woh bolta toh hai…
magar har lafz ke peeche ek chup si cheekh hoti hai…

Hum bhi waise hi ho gaye hain…
na poori tarah ro paate hain,
na poori tarah hans paate hain…

Bas ek aadat si ban gayi hai —
logon ke saamne theek rehne ki,
aur khud se akela padte hi bikhar jaane ki…

Kabhi socha hai…
jo insaan sabko hasata hai,
wo khud kitni raaton tak chup chaap rota hoga…?

Humne bhi koshish ki thi…
apna dard kisi ko samjhane ki,
magar log sirf itna hi keh paaye —
“tum toh hamesha haste rehte ho…”

Us din samajh aa gaya…
ke kuch kahaniyaan sirf mehsoos ki jaati hain,
sunayi nahi jaati…

Aur sach toh yeh hai…
ab darr lagta hai kisi ke kareeb jaane se,
kyunki jitna zyada apna lagta hai koi,
utna hi gehra chhod jaata hai…

Isliye ab humne seekh liya hai…
hansi ko chehre tak rakhna,
aur dard ko dil ke andar hi dafan kar dena…

Taaki koi pooche bhi —
“Toh kaise ho?”
toh hum bas muskura kar keh sakein…
“Main theek hoon…” 💔

Har hansi khushi ki nishani nahi hoti…
kabhi kabhi woh sirf dard chhupane ki aadat hoti hai

– Zulfikar Inamdar

“Hansi… Jo Sirf Chehre Tak Thi” (Part 1):

Arz kiya hai…

Kya khoob kaha kisine…
log haste haste apni aankhon se aansu nikaal lete hain,
jaise dard sirf ek lamha ho… ek guzarta hua ehsaas…

Magar hum…
hum woh log hain jo apne seene mein
dard ka poora samandar chhupa kar jeete hain…

Humari hansi bhi ajeeb hoti hai,
chehre pe chamakti hai…
magar andar hi andar dil ko cheer jaati hai…

Log samajhte hain hum khush hain,
kyunki hum ro kar awaaz nahi karte…
par unhe kya pata…
hum toh haste haste hi chup chaap bikhar jaate hain…

Unke aansu girte hain toh duniya dekh leti hai,
hamari aankhen bhi kabhi bhar aati hain…
par hum palkon ko hi samjha dete hain —
“abhi girne ka waqt nahi…”

Sach yeh hai…
kuch log dard ko lafzon mein bayaan kar dete hain,
aur kuch log…
dard ko apni rooh ka hissa bana kar jee lete hain…

Aur phir ek din aisa aata hai…
jab hansi bhi saath chhod deti hai,
aur insaan sirf zinda reh jaata hai… jeeta nahi… 💔