Pushkin is my mom's Guruji's nephew.I don't know him.I never met him.He must be younger than me.Just very recently I saw his picture.But still can't believe that...
..He is no more.He left us this december...
today I was listening to Pdt.Manas Chakravarty...the renouned vocalist and my mom's Guruji....
Weh muskurakar gaate gayen aur main ....roti rahi...
Sitting there I wrote these lines on the opposite side of a receipt which was the only piece of paper I had then with me...
maine dekhi hai bas tasveer hi teri,
ainak lagake dhoondta hai gagan mein,
wahaan se gar koi wapsi ki gali hogi...
aaj gahre dard ki pukaar jo suni,
phir se dikhi woh tasveer mujhhe,
tujhhe jaannewali hi koi aawaaz hogi...
Is dhun ki jazbaat nahi is jahaan ki,
badlon ke paar se dhoop le ke ayi hai,
tujhhi se ho kar zameen pe chhayi hogi...
maine dekhi hai bas tasveer hi teri,
honton ke paas ek abhimaan laga tha,
jinme phoolsi muskan bhi khili hogi...
ab tu hi ek haseen tasveer,aur kuch nahi,
apnon ki dhundli aankhon mein achanak yun,
yeh bejaan si surat bhi kabhi saans leti hogi....
kya kahoon iske baare mein didi....
ReplyDeletejust awesome....waise is poem ki khasiyat iska naam hai gr8 selection of name...
rooh ki gehrayion se syahi bana liya,
ReplyDeletelafz uljhane se yeh dard banti nahin,
jhomke chhayi hain aaj badal in ankh mein
tere lafzon ki jazbaat meri ankhen bhigo gayin....
Tumhari likhi ab tak ki sab kavitaon mein Pushkin mere bahit kareeb hai,ata nahi kyun...wo tomhara likhna,wo gaate rahe,main roti rahi dil ko choo jaata hai...
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