Sunday, 29 September 2013

Aqlmand Insaan

Khoon bhi ye kitna paglaa hai, ek hi rang mai behtaa hai,
Na ye sunta na hi samajhta, mulla pandit kya kehta hai.

Suraj ko bhi kuch aql nahi hai, sab ke sar upar chamke hai,
Hindu ka ghar, muslim aangan, kuch isko nahi kya dikhta hai.

Mandir masjid par ek samaan, saawan jo mih barsata hai,
Baadlo ko kya dharm ka paath koi nahi sikhlaata hai.

Paid na jaane sabko kyu, apna phal khilaata hai,
Dusre dharm ko maar de bhuka, itna bhi nahi aata hai.

Baad bhukamp, basti sabki ujaad jaate hain,
Hindu basti muslim muhalla, na inse pehchaana jaata hai.

Is hi liye to insaan sabse aqlmand kehlata hai,
Hindu muslim ka bhaid, bas yahi to jaan paata hai.


GLOSSARY:

Khoon -  Blood
Paglaa -   Insane
Behtaa -  Flow
Rang -     Colour
Mulla - Muslim cleric
Pandit - Hindu cleric
Suraj -   Sun
Aql  -    Wisdom
Aangan - Portion of home
Saawan -  Rainy season
Mih   -      Rain
Baadlo -   Clouds
Dharm-    Religion
Paath -     Lesson
Paid -      Tree
Phal -    Fruit
Bhukamp - Earthquake
Baad -  Flood
Basti, Muhalla - Colony
Insaan-  Human being
Aqlmand -  Wise
Bhaid -  Difference

Sunday, 22 September 2013

Muzaffarnagar, khaito mai behte lahu par.

Yahaan behti thi hawaayein ganne ki mithaas lekar,
Rishta ek bana lete thai har ladki ko gaanv ki behan kehkar;
Sab chacha o taau hote thai muslmaan o hindu,
Huye jatan laakh, nehar gang ka na bataa paani kintu.

Phir kya hua ye, ki hathiyar khait mai nlehlahane lage,
Apni hi behno izzat lootne ko, ye jhund aane lage;
Apne hi chacha ko mara, apne taau ko qatl kiya,
Nehar gang ke paani ko lahu se tumne kyu rang diya?


GLOSSARY:
Hawaayein: Breeze
Ganne: Sugarcane, crop for which muzaffarnagar is famous
Chacha: Uncle, mostly muslim use this word in the region
Taau: Uncle, more related to hindu way of calling
Nehar Gang: Ganga canal, runs through the region & lifeline of agriculture there
Izzat: Honour
Qatl: Killed
Lahu: Blood

Friday, 19 July 2013

SCHOOL CHALE HUM ( bihar mai mere masoom bacho ke naam)

Sawere sawere mrityu se milne,
Ban than ke nikle hum;
Sawere sawere mrityu se milne,
Ghar se door chale hum;
roke se na ruke hum,
swarg ko chale hum,
kabr ban chale hum,
marghat bane hum,
grahan sa dhale hum,
SCHOOL chale hum,
SCHOOL chale hum.

Iske darwaze se jannat ke raaz khulte hain,
Yam aage chalta hai, hum peeche chalte hain,
Chawal pe kismat apni likhi jaati hai,
Is se humko marne ki wajah milti jaati hai,
roke se na ruke hum,
swarg ko chale hum,
kabr ban chale hum,
marghat bane hum,
grahan sa dhale hum,
SCHOOL chale hum,
SCHOOL chale hum.

Sunday, 23 June 2013

Jal-Pralay

Khuda jaane kaisi ghadi hai ye aayi,
Ghatao se usne jo bijliya giraayi,
Tabaahi tabaahi tabaahi tabaahi,
Har ore se sada bas ye hi aayi.

Ghamand tha bada jin chattano ko abtak,
Ghark na kar saka koi dariya jinko abtak,
Reh gaye wo bhi ye jal-pralay dekh hakdak,
Khuda ne aakhir, jagah unki dikhaayi.

Mara jo bachpan chattano se dab kar,
Kho diye jisne maa baap paani mai ghir kar,
Zara us bachche ko dekho thehar kar,
Kya khata thi uski? Khuda ne saza ye sunaayi.

Wo bewa jiska suhaag beh gaya hai,
Wo maa jiska beta kahi reh gaya hai,
Wo behan ke bhai jiska, ab so gaya hai,
Khuda nai ghamo ki kyu saza hai sunaayi.

Wo boodha bete ko kaandha de bhi to kaise,
Wo jhurriya waqt ke thapede sahe bhi to kaise,
Wo pote ki laash ko pehchanega kaise,
Khuda ne aisi kyu unko zindagi dikhaayi.


Thursday, 13 June 2013

Barsaat

Aaj maegha barsa,
Toot ke barsa,
Har koi khushi se jhoom utha,
Bache balcony se barish ka maza le rahe thai,
Auntyji khush chalo cooler kuch dair band hua,
Upar wale ki rehmat barsi kisine kaha,
Badi duao se barkha barsi kisine kaha,
Par rehmat bhi bas ameero ke liye hai,
Shayad, ye dil ne socha jab,
Dekha ek pariwar joojh raha hai plastic ke niche,
Barish se bachne ko ek duje ko bheenche,
Ek richshaw wala pareshan aise mai kaun ayega,
Yuhi raha wo shaam mai bacho ko kya khilayega,
Ek aurat badal se zyada naukrani par baras rahi thi,
Itni dair se aayi kya baarish mai mar gai thi?
Pakode khayenge chintu mintu,
Aur aaj kisi ko mazduri bhi nahi,
Kya rehmat bhi ameer par barasti hai,
Ghareeb ke liye kuch bhi nahi.

Tuesday, 11 June 2013

Jiah Khan ki yaad mai.............

Bahut hungama barpa hai aajkal.
Telivision par akhbaaro mai,
Maatam chaaya hua hai aajkal,
Logo ke hujum aur qataaro mai; ki
Ek bechari abla naari nai,
Samaaj se dukhi ho kar,
Zindagi se dukhi ho kar,
Rozi roti ki azmayish se,
Apne ashiq ki bewafayi se,
Saari is duniya se,
Dukhi ho kar, khudkushi kar li,
Khatm ye bekaar zindagi kar li.
Hungama jaayaz hai, uski maut par
Itne dukho mai koi jivan kaise bitayega,
Apni muhabbat ke bichadne se dil doob jayega.
Warna jo log zinda hai is desh mai,
Dukh dekha nahi unhone kisi bhesh mai,
Warna mar jaate wo kabke,
Koi jo sadak par so raha hai kitna khush hai,
Koi jo wazan dho raha hai kitna khush hai,
Jis ki izzat luti sare bazaro mai, kitni khush hai,
Jise nilaam kiya bazaaro mai, kitni khush hai,
Jiska suhaag ujad gaya wo bhi to khush hai,
Aur, jisko talaaq mila wo bhi to khush hai,
Berozgaar naujawan desh ka kitna khush hai,
Vyapaar mai paisa duba kar vyapari khush hai,
Aur wo anaath besahara bhi khush hai,
Hospital mai beemar budhapa khush hai,
Sab khush hi honge zindagi  se,
Tabhi ab tak zinda hain,
Warna nakaam si,
Bekaar si,
Zindagi ko khatm kar diya hota,
Kisi ke upar is ladki jitna dukh agar toot pada hota.
Maatam jayaz hai is khudkushi ka...



Monday, 10 June 2013

Bacha

Ek bachcha jo kal mujhe mila tha sadak ke kinare,
Jo maang raha tha roti ke chund tukde haath phaila ke;
Shirt ke button tute hue,
Baal gande bikhre hue,
Patloon matmaili si,
Naak gandi, badboo vishaili si,
Ek aurat apne bache ko keh rahi thi,
Door raho is se batla rahi thi,
Ye ganda hai,,
Chor uchakka hai,
Suna maine aur soch mai doob gaya;
Sahi to farmaya,
Tameez ghareeb ko kaisi,
Bhook chori hai seekhati,
Ghareeb ki izzat kaisi,
Bhuke humse maang lain,
Ye jurrat kaisi,
Hume qanoon banane honge,
In bhikmango ko hatane ke,
Ye humare shehro ko ganda bhala kyukar karein,
Samaaj be rog buraai kyukar bharein.
Magar ye bhi soch chalna,
Ye bacha bhi kisi maa ki aankh ka tara hai,
Uske liye sabse azeez sabse pyara hai,
Agar hote iski maa ke paas aish ke sab samaan,
To ye bhi na khota kisi aurat ke samne maan samman
Lekin kya karein,
Wo ghareeb hai,
Aur ghareeb humari basti mai aaya uski jurrat kaisi.