imarat

Imarat

Main imarat hoon uske makaan ki.
Use meri haalat dikhaayee nahin deti
Wo makeen hai malik nahin
Na meri marammat uske bas ki hai
Na ab mujhse door jaane ki wo sochta hai
Wo to mujhe Ghar kehta hai
Jisme wo paida hua, khela, badaa hua,
Tab main jawaan tha, mazboot, rangeen
Mujhmein apne qad per naaz tha
Kitni shaadian mere aangan mein huin
Kitne jashn manaaye gaye
Jhagde bhi hue
Khatarnaak jhagde bhi hue
Kuch khoon ke dhabbe aaj bhi rang ki parton ke neeche dafn hain
Jhagadne waale kab ke chale gaye
In subooton ko yahan dafnaa kar
Meri seedhiyon per pyaar bhi parwaan chadhaa
Chhat ko jaane waali seedhiyon per
Bichadna neeche hi hota hai.
Barsaaton se muqaabla karta raha main
Per waqt ne halaat ne ghaflat ne
Mujhe kamzor kar diya
Ye ek shakhs jo aaj mujhe ghar kehta hai
Ek waqt tha aisa bhi ke yeh
Mujhe chhod ke jaane waala tha
Per jab iski maa ki mitti yahan se uthi
To wo jaise yahin baith gaya
Shayad apne maa ke aks to dhoondh raha hai
Mere un tukdon mein jo ab har manzil se girne lage hain
Kya usey nahin maaloom main to bus ik bejaan imaarat hoon
Uski kami main kahan se poori kar paaunga
Per mujhe pata hai uska dard
Jab wo raaton ko sota nahin hai
Apni maa se baatein na kar paane per
Jab wo apne bachhon ko kahaniyan sunaata hai
Wohi jo usko sunayee thi uski maa ne
Jab wo us sandook ko kabhi kabhi khol kar rota hai
Jisme uski maa ne kapdon ke tukde yunhi rakh diye thhey, aadatan
Jab wo har khidki se us barsaat ke intezaar karta hai
Jo ab kabhi na aayegi
Ab koi us georgette ka dupatta pehenta hi nahin
Jiske kone se uski aank poochi jaati thi
Jaise regmal ka kagaz mall gaya ho
Per surma lagne se pehle bhag jaata tha wo
Maine sab dekha hai
Main sab jaanta hoon
Per main to imarat hoon
Uski maa nahin hoon
Mujhse jitna ban paayega ho chuka
Ab main bhi tukdon mein mil raha hoon
Usi mitti se jisper mein khadaa hoon
Per yahi soch kar khada hoon ki
Apne is makeen ko kya kahun
Iska kya karun
Isse yeh bhi to nahin keh sakta main bezubaan
Ki wo jo iske saath apni zindagi guzaar rahi hai
Wo jiska bachpan kisi aur imarat mein guzra
Kharch ho rahi hai jo iske saath resha resha paravrish ke bazaar mein, baccho ke wastey
Wo bhi to hai meri tarah, kabhi teer ki tarah seedhi
Ab umr aur humsafari ke bojh tale jhukti jaa rahi hai
Iske bachchon ki maa
Main to uske baare mein soch ke pareshaan hoon
Main kya karun
Ye kahaani mujhse phir na dekhi jayegi
Main kya karun