Panne

Kuch tasveere mez par bikhri thi, Diary ke panno par Kuch alfaaz bhi usi tarah bikhre thePiyali bhari thi, Main bhi bhara sa thaTum kaha they, mujhe pata na thaThandi chai, thanda mausam Aur ek naya khali pannaMeri umeed ban gaye…

Gullad ka Ped

Raat ke kuch 11 baje honge use yaad aaya ki gaadi bahar khadi hai aur choriyaan badhti jaa rhi thi. Neend main behaal woh utha, chappal pehni aur chabhi utha kar bahar nikla. Darwaze ke us par ek choti si CFL jal rahi thi aur mausam thanda sa tha. Sardi ke aasar in dino ke… Continue reading Gullad ka Ped

Khoye Log

Kya yeh khoye hue log kabhi milte hai? Kya hota hai inka koi thikana? Woh jisko maine Dekha aaj haath failate hue Traffic signal par Kya woh ho sakta hai Ek khoya hua? Kya yeh khoye hue log milte hai kabhi? Bheed bazaro main Beech sadak par Ya fhir khali masjid Ye khali mandir main?… Continue reading Khoye Log

Hasi

Tumhare chehre par hasi to thi Par tumhari aankhen kuch Aur keh rahi thi Shayad kuch thaki si thi Tumhara chehre par hasi to thi Par tumhare andaz Kuch alag se the Aaj tum chup se the Aaj tum- tum se na the Waqt ke saat Raasta beet ta gaya Main chalta raha Tu bhi… Continue reading Hasi

Raat

Sard raaton mai Tum syahi ki tarah Kuch ghul se gaye the Rang tumhara Halka toh hua tha Par woh nasha ab bhi tha Woh mehek gayi nahi thi Sard raaton mai Tum syahi ki tarah Kuch ghul se gaye the Maine chaha poochna tum se Par tum tez chale jaa rahe the Tumse kadam milana… Continue reading Raat

Mez (Table)

Chote se kamre main kone ko ek mez rakhi hui thi. Raat ka waqt tha toh andhera laazmi tha. Us kone wali mez par ek lamp rakha tha. Us lamp ki roshni se mez par ralji kitaabe dikhi aur baaki samaan bhi. Woh kamre main ghusa aur dekha ki kamra thanda sa tha lekin pankha… Continue reading Mez (Table)

Chupke se

Chupke se aati Hai yeh yaad teri Bhare dine main Kahi jheeri se Aakar sama jaati hai Chukpe se aati Hai yeh yaad teri Mez par baithe Kaam karte waqt Chukpe se aati Hai yeh yaad teri Khana khate waqt  

Raat ke andhere mai

Is raat ke Andhere main Aao tum kabhi Chand ki roshni Ke neeche Saath baithkar Baat karenge Chai ke piyale Ki tarah sab Bikher denge Woh chupe raaz Aur saare darr Is raat ke Andhere main Aao tum kabhi  

Safar

woh kabhi kabhi hota hai na ki sab cheeze reh   si jati hai jaise yeh train station se nikal rahi hai sab kuch peeche chodte hue andar ka mahaul kuch hai aur bahar ka kuch Agar aapne socha yeh ek poem hai toh aap shayad galat hai, yeh kuch bikhre hue khayal the mere socha… Continue reading Safar

Cigarette aur chai

Un sardiyon ki raaton main Mere haath mai ek cigarette thi Aur tumhare haath mai chai ka cup Hum dono ek thele par baithe Andheri sunsaan raat mai Baate kar rahe the Kohre ke saath Hamare muh se dhuan nikal raha tha Us hisaab se toh Cigarette tum bhi pee rahi thi Maine haskar yeh… Continue reading Cigarette aur chai