Ek din vo bhi tha jab raat ko 1 baje andhera kaala nahi lagta tha
Ek din vo bhi tha jab subaah sooraj jaldi ghar ki munder par aata tha
Ek din vo bhi tha jab main din dhalne ki chahat mein roz gungaata tha
Ek din vo bhi tha jab din ek din se jyada lamba hota tha
Ek din vo bhi tha jab sadko par kaafile saath gungunaate the
Ek din vo bhi tha jab seher ki chaav thandi lagti thi
Ek din vo bhi tha jab kisi ko dekhkar sir jhuk jaata tha
Ek din vo bhi tha jab jhuke sir se taakna unko manzur hota tha
Par ab vo raat aayi hai.....
Ab vo raat aayi hai jisne libaaz nahi pehna
Ab vo raat aayi hai jiski hayaa uske andhere mein kho gayi hai
Ab vo raat aayi hai jisko aaine mein main nazar aata hun
Ab vo raat aayi hai jo mere bistar par akeli paayi jaati hai
Khel din ya raat ka nahi, khel to un aakhon ka hai..
Jab khulti hain to din- din ho jaata hai
Aur jab band hoti hai to raat gungunane lagti hai...
Very well written-one can feel the strained pain.
ReplyDeleteBut yes, after the long drawn night-yawns the day with all its brightness & light to offer. The sun burns out itself to shone us bright & happy. So its an unending cycle-nothing is permanent-nothing stays forever-we have to steer our thinking in the way it suits us-to feel the vigor & the charge.