Koi aziz aaj intekaal farma gaya

Koi aziz aaj intekaal farma gaya,
Gaye' the' uske' janaaze' pe'.

Ghum mein doobe' kai log mile',
Ashkon ki jaise' barsaat ho rahi thi.

Magar kuch yeh bhi keh rahe' the',
Unhone' achi umar guzaar li,
Ab Khuda ne' unhe' saari taqleefon se' azaadi baksh di.

Mera bhi mann kuch mayoos tha,
Unhone' mujhe' naa jaane' kitni duayein bakshi thi.

Mila toh unse' kabhi kabhi tha,
Magar uss buzurg ne' har waqt meri khairiyat ki duayein ki thi.

Hum shayad yeh faisla kar hi nahi paayeinge',
Ke' humein aaj mayoosi ke' lamhe' naseeb hue',
Ya Khuda ke' iss faisle' ko khushi se' kabool karna chahiye'?

Haan yeh zindagi toh aane' jaane' ka doosra naam hai,
Iss haqiqat ko naa chahte' hue' bhi,
Khushi khushi kabool karna chahiye'.  

Raahon par saath chalte' chalte'

Raahon par saath chalte' chalte',
Kuch humsafar kitne' kareeb ho jaate' hain.

Lagta hai jaise',
Woh koi gair nahi apne' hi hain.

Zindagi ka yeh safar kitna mushkil kyon naa ho,
Kuch humsafar ke' badaulat,
Yeh raahein kisi gulistaan ki tarah lagne' lagte' hain.

Ek-a-ek kisi morh par,
Kisi ka saath yoonhi khatm ho jaata hai.

Manzilein apni apni alagh ho jaate' hain,
Majboorian aur halaat bhi apne' asar dikhaate' hain.

Woh raahein jo kabhi kisi gulistaan ki tarah lagte' the',
Ab kisi registaan ki tarah lagne' lagte' hain.

Suhaani shaam bhi kadi dhoop mein badal jaati hai,
Aur halki si thokar bhi,
Koi kayamat lagne' lagti hai.

Akele' chalte' rehne' ki aadat,
Ab seekh hi leni  chahiye',

Magar mil jaane' par,
Aise' sachche' humsafar ki kadar karte' rehni bhi chahiye'.

Kya pata aur kya khabar?
Kab uska saath khatm ho jaaye'?
Iski fikar toh kabhi karni hi nahi chahiye'.

Halaat ki aagosh mein har kisi ki zindagi guzar rahi hai

Halaat ki aagosh mein har kisi ki zindagi guzar rahi hai,
Kuch toh khush hain,
Toh kisi kisi ko mayoosi mil rahi hai.

Jo aaj khush hain,
Woh kal zaroor mayoos the',
Aur aaj jo mayoos hain,
Kya pata kal woh kitne' khush the'?

Jahaan halaat ne' har kisi ki zindagi ko apna ghulam banaya hai,
Wahaan woh khud hi waqt ki ghulami kar raha hai.

Kehte' hain apni din aur raat ki mushakkat se' halaat badal jaate' hain,
Magar iss ghulam ko waqt ki manzoori bhi toh zaroori hai.

Waqt bhi kya kya karishme' dikhaata hai,
Fakiron ko ek a ek nawabi andaaz dila kar,
Kuch nawaabon ko fakir bhi banaa deta hai.

Waqt se' ab kashmakash kaun kare'?
Aage' apni zindagi mein kya hoga,
Iski fikar ab kaun kare'?

Waqt ke' karishmon ko salaam karte' hue',
Hum apne' halaat ko badalne ki aarzoo lekar,
Dooob gaye' hain din raat sirf mushakkat karte hue'.

Beete' hue' palon ko yaad karta hoon

Beete' hue' palon ko yaad karta hoon,
Kuch ajeeb o gareeb se' khyalon ko jagaa deta hoon.

Woh haadse' kyon hue'?
Kya kasoor tha mera?

Aise' swaalon se' kashmakash karta hoon.

Suna tha humne' bhi,
Ke' taqdeer ke' aage' insaan majboor hai,
Kabool toh karna hi padta hai naa chahte' hue' bhi.

Magar woh haadse' meri hi taqdeer mein kyon the'?
Iss sawaal ka jawaab dhoondne' ki koshish karta hoon.

Buzurgon ka kehna hai,
"Zindagi toh chalte' rehne' naam hai,
Iraade' buland ho toh taqdeer bhi salaam karti hai".

Apne' iraadon ko buland kar,
Main uss salaami ka ab besabri se' intezaar kar raha hoon.

Soch rahe' honge' aap sab,
Kya iss waqt main mayoos hoon?

Magar jab iraadon ko itna buland kar diya toh phir mayoosi kaisi?
Haan iss taqdeer ke' karishmon se' hairaan zaroor hoon.

Tumse' dooor hokar mujhe' koi shikayat toh nahi

This composition was inspired on the basis of some revelations by a dear friend:

Tumse' dooor hokar mujhe' koi shikayat toh nahi,
Magar kisi aur ko kareeb laane' ki ab chaahat bhi nahi.

Nazron se' dooor hokar bhi mere' dil ke' ab tak kareeb ho,
Tumhe' apne' dil ke' kareeb rakhne' ka ab koi iraada toh nahi,
Magar kisi aur ko apni nazron ke' kareeb laane' ka iraada bhi nahi.

Naa jaane' yeh kaisa junoon hai?
Naa jaane' yeh kaisi kashmakash hai?

Chah ke' bhi tumse' ab nafrat nahi kar sakta,
Bhool ke bhi tumhe' ab bhoola nahi sakta.

Mere' dil-o-dimag mein ab tak tumhara hi zikr hai,
Yeh mujhe' ab kya ho gaya hai, iski fikr hai.

Mohabbat karke' ab tumse' shikva kaisa?
Din raat yaad karke' ab tumhe' bhulana kaisa?

Tum jo bhi ho meri hi ho,
Aur mere' siva kisi ki nahi ho.

Tumne' mujhse' bewafai ki toh kya,
Main tumhare' aur kareeb aa gaya.

Tumhara jism mujhse' dooor hai toh kya,
Tumhari woh yaadein ab tak mere' kareeb hain.  

Sach, tumse' dooor hokar mujhe' koi shikayat toh nahi,
Magar kisi aur ko kareeb laane' ki ab chaahat bhi nahi.

The weather was inviting

The weather was inviting,
It was Saturday evening,
And I wondered,
What should we be doing?

Suddenly, I recollected,
Someone had invited,
Us and others,
At their swanky apartment just renovated.

The visit was short but sweet,
I think I should tweet,
And let my twitter friends know,
What it was to be with them,
Who are a treasure indeed!  

Kuch din guzarte' hain bebasi mein,

Kuch din guzarte' hain bebasi mein,
Kuch raatein beet jaate' hain mayoosi mein.

Sochta hoon ke' naa jaane' kahaan jaa rahe' hain hum sab?
Lagta hai jaise' iss zindagi ki pareshaniyon se' har koi gaya hai dab.

Suna tha humne' bhi ke' kaanton pe' chal ke' milte' hain saaye' bahaar ke',
Magar ab toh saj gaye' hain mere zakhmi kadmon ke' nishaan,
Zindagi ke' raahon par kuch bahaar jaise'.

Kamaal hai, ab tak inn zakhmi kadmon ki raftaar thami nahi,
Woh dinon ki bebasi aur raaton ki mayoosi humare' hoslon se' badhkar toh nahi.

Magar sochta hoon, kab tak yeh din guzareinge' bebasi mein?
Aur kabtak yeh raatein beeteinge' mayoosi mein?   

Jo bhi ho, kuch baat toh hai humare' buland hoslon mein,
Nishan banaate' banaate' chalte' rehte' hain yeh zakhmi kadam,
Iss saare' jahaan ko hairan karne' ke' junoon mein.