“Sunna toh logon ne ab shuru kiya hai… jabki baat toh main pehle bhi yehi karta tha.”
Kabhi ruk kar sochna…
Aakhir badla kya?
Na meri soch badli…
Na mere alfaaz.
Na sach naya hua…
Na baatein.
Phir aisa kya hua…
Ki kal tak jo baatein hawa mein bikhar jaati thi,
Aaj wahi baatein logon ke dilon mein utarne lagi?
Kal tak jo meri nasihaton par muskura kar nikal jaate the,
Aaj wahi log meri har baat ko gaur se sunte hain.
Pehle bhi maine wahi kaha tha…
Jo aaj keh raha hoon.
Lekin us waqt meri baaton ki nahi,
Meri haisiyat ki keemat lagayi jaati thi.
Aaj manzil nazar aane lagi hai…
Toh meri awaaz mein bhi logon ko sachchai sunai dene lagi.
Duniya aksar alfaazon ko nahi,
Un alfaazon ke peeche khade insaan ko sunti hai.
—
Ek baat yaad rakhna mere dost…
Kabhi is baat ka dukh mat manana ki
Aaj tumhe koi nahi sun raha.
Dukh tab manana…
Jab tum khud apni awaaz par bharosa khona shuru kar do.
Apni poori taqat kisi ko samjhane mein mat laga.
Apni poori zindagi khud ko itna behtar banane mein laga…
Ki ek din log tumhe samajhne ke liye bechain ho jaayen.
Itni unchai chhoo lo…
Ki log tum tak pahunchne ki koshish karein,
Tumhe neeche kheenchne ki nahi.
Apni zindagi ko itna khoobsurat bana do…
Ki tumhari kahani kisi kitaab ka panna nahi,
Kisi ki zindagi ka hausla ban jaaye.
—
Zindagi roz humein misaal deti hai…
Koila bhi zameen se hi nikalta hai…
Aur sona bhi.
Dono mitti ki god se janm lete hain.
Lekin ek aag dekhte hi raakh ban jaata hai…
Aur doosra usi aag mein tap kar
Apni pehchaan bana leta hai.
Aag dono ke hisse mein aati hai…
Farq bas itna hota hai,
Ek jal jaata hai…
Aur ek nikhar jaata hai.
Tumhe bhi faisla karna hai…
Raakh banna hai…
Ya chamak.
—
Pathar bhi wahi hota hai…
Jo saalon tak hamare pairon tale dhool khata rehta hai.
Uski taraf koi mudkar nahi dekhta.
Lekin wahi pathar…
Jab kisi mandir ki deewar ban jaata hai,
Ya kisi imaarat ki shaan ban jaata hai,
Toh log usse dekhkar wah-wah karte hain.
Pathar nahi badla…
Uski jagah badli.
Uska roop badla.
Uska maqsad badla.
Aur maqsad badalte hi…
Uski keemat bhi badal gayi.
Insaan ki kahani bhi kuch aisi hi hoti hai.
—
Isliye…
“Log kya kahenge?”
Yeh sawaal apni zindagi se mita do.
Isse kahin bada sawaal yeh hai…
“Main aisa kya karun…
Ki ek din log mere kehne ka intezaar karein?”
Un logon ke liye mat jeena…
Jo tumhari majboori sunkar muskura dete hain.
Jo tumhare aansuon mein bhi apni jeet dhoondte hain.
Aise log kabhi tumhare nahi hote.
Aur jo waqai tumhare honge…
Unhe tumhari safai nahi,
Tumhari sachchai nazar aayegi.
—
Yaad rakhna…
Sunna toh duniya sabko chahti hai.
Kisi ki kamzori…
Kisi ki barbaadi…
Kisi ki majboori.
Lekin bahut kam log hote hain…
Jinki baatein duniya dil se sunti hai.
Isliye sunane ki zid mat karo…
Sunne layak banne ki zid karo.
Apni mehnat ko itna buland kar do…
Ki tumhare alfaaz tumhari pehchaan ban jaayen.
Apne kirdaar ko itna ooncha kar do…
Ki tumhari khamoshi bhi ek paighaam ban jaaye.
Aur jis din tum is maqam par pahunch gaye…
Us din tumhe kisi ko pukaarna nahi padega.
Log khud tumhare paas aayenge…
Sirf tumhari ek baat sunne ke liye.
Yaad rakhna…
Duniya awaazon ko nahi,
Wajood ko sunti hai.
Isliye apni awaaz oonchi mat karo…
Apna wajood ooncha karo.
Jis din tumhara wajood ooncha ho gaya…
Us din tumhare lafz nahi bolenge…
Tumhari zindagi bolegi.







