Seedhiyo
par baithi,
koi
geet gunguna rahi thi,
God
mein sir rakh kar leti ek bachchi ko sula rahi thi,
Shayad
uski beti thi, ya fir…. Pata nahin
Paas
lage ek nalke se,
Paani
tap tap kar beh raha tha,
Wahan
khada bachcha dabbi awaaz mein,
pass
baithi ek aurat se ye keh raha tha,
“Maa,
kya woh waale uncle mere papa the?”
Upar
balcony mein khadi,
Teeno
ki teeno muskura rahi thi,
Raat
ke musafiron ko dekh seetiya baja rahi thi,
jo
dus minute ke liye aate the
Aur
sirhaane par kuch 50-100 ke note chod chale jaate the
Koi
muskurata hua aata tha,
Koi
apne ek naye dost ko saath laata tha,
Koi
apni biwi se lad kar wahan pahunch jaata tha,
Koi
apne pairon se lipte bachchon ko, “Papa papa” kehta paata tha
Aur
fir unki maa, darwazo ki aad se nikal kar aati
Unse
maafi maang kehti thi
“Kya
karun sahib, main randi hun na”
Uss
raat woh bhi wahan aaya tha,
Dost
ki baaton mein aakar, usne bhi apna mann banaya tha
“Tum
yahan se chali kyun nahin jaati, khud se ghinn nahin aati”
Woh
apne blouse ki dori khol boli,
‘Kya
karun sahib, main randi hun na’
Sang
leti woh apni ungliyon se khel hazaaron khel rahi thi.
Mazaa
toh bahut aana tha usse,
Par
ye saza jaisa kyun lag raha tha,
Pass
mein darwaaze ki aad se usse kaun tak raha tha
“Maa”
woh boli,
Darwaze
ke peeche se, jaise ek nanhi pari aayi thi
Uss
raat honthon par uske, muskurahat pehli baar woh layi thi
“bhala iss narak mein bhi koi itna maasoom kaise reh sakta hai”
“sahib,
aapko kya lagta hai inn galiyon mein koi khud ko beche bina reh sakta
hai,
Chinta
na kijiye iska bhi din aayega,
10-15
saal baad aana, tab iss ke haathon aapko mazaa mil jayega.”
Na
jaane kyun woh kaanp gaya,
Aur
achanak uth khada hua,
Jaise
nazron ke saamne se uske ek saanp gaya,
Saanp
hi toh tha woh,
Jisne
unn sab ko dass liya tha,
Apne
zeher ke changul mein kass liya tha ...
“Kya
isko kisi school mein dalwa kar,
Ek
achcha bhavishya nahin dila sakti?”
Pehli
baar usne uski aankhon mein aansu ki ek boond dekhi, jab woh boli
‘Sahib
isse kaun apne school mein jagah dega,
Kaun
iss maa ki bachchi ko padhne dega.
Kyunki…
Kya
karun sahib, main randi hun na…’
This was poignant and brilliant.
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ReplyDeletekudos.
Well keep coming back, you'll find more of such poems in the coming days, hopefully and thank you.
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DeleteThis was soul piercing Abhinav! Brilliant!
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DeleteKudos! Well written Bro!
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Well as long as you make sure you and people around you treat them well or help them in anyway, it'll be a praise for this work. :)
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DeleteNothing much to say, or speechless I'm.
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fir kyun dikh rahe kisi maasum ki athkheliyaan aapko,
aaye the aap bhi to kuchh rangeen pal ki talash me,
fir kyun nahi dikhi aapko, padi ek zinda laash paas me?
har koi aakar dikha jaata hai humen kai sapne yahan,
par kisi ke sapne pure hon, ye waisi jagah kahan.
chahte ho ki is masoom ko mile wo jiski tum baat karte ho,
to dubara wo mat karna jise tum rangeen raat kahte ho...
I am a writer myself, and i very well understand the amount of courage it takes to come up with something like this... great going mate... keep up the great work :)
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WOW. Brilliant stuff. Total *respect*
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One word- Outstanding~ Keep writing abhi~ <3
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Keep up the writting!!!
This was so sad, so beautiful... have read a good poem after a really long time.
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