Bahut arse baad chachaji se mili
Vo unche lambe roobabdaar chachaji
Jinke kadamon ki aahat sunte hi sab darr jaate the
Chachi bechari to ya roti rehti thi ya unki taraf se maafi mangti rehti
Poora ghar unke aane pe t ham sa jaata tha
Sharab ki boo aati thi jab vo raat ko laut te the
Aur sabhi bachche chaddar sarr per odhkar chhup ho jaate the
Kabhi dal mein namak to kabhi sari ka rang
Chachi ko maarne ka to bahana mil hi jaata tha
Jab main ma se poochti thi ke koi unhe rokta kyun nahi
To ma thandi saans lekar kehti thi, shukr hai tere papa aise nahi hai
Mujhe ghinn aati thi uss admi se
Shukr manaya jab Chandigarh jaana zaroori nahi raha
Ab 15 saal baad aayi thi to sabse milne ka mann tha
Aur chachaji ko yun bebas dekhkar ajeeb laga
Kyunki ab taqat unke haath mein nahi rahi
Koi unse darrne wala bachcha hi nahi
Chachiji chal basi
Bachche unhe chhodkar chale gaye
Aur jo koi bachcha tha
Ab unse darne ki umr paar kar chukka tha
Ab zulm dhaate kiss par?
Taqaat azmaate kahan?
Darr ki buniyaad pe rishte thodi na bante hain
Vo to taqat ke palde ka khel hota hai
Jo darta hai vo kamzoor
Jo darrata hai vo taqatvar
Aur baazi hamesha palat ti hai
Ab chachaji ka to khel khatam ho chuka tha
Aur unki lachari pe taras khana bhi mujhe gavara nahi…
1 comment:
yeh khaaka padhkar, gussa likhwaane wale par aata hai, 'mera matlab characters se hai'... jis par beeti uspar taras aata hai, zaalim hone ka wajood nazar aata hai, us zamane ki sachayi nazar aati hai, kahani khatam hojati hai, phir bhi uska asar dimag ke kisi kone mein surag chodhjaata hai...
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