aapki yaad  dil mein
liye  bainte hain hum

aahat  suni tho
dil kee khid-kee se
jhaank lete hain hum

palkon ko moond kar
aapki haseen tasveer ka
deedar kar lete hum

bhej raha hoon tasveer apni
jhalak aapki us ko mil jaye
soch kar tasahlee kar lenge  hum

aapki yaad  dil mein
liye  bainte hain hum
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English Translation

Memory

I sit with your memory
deep in my heart

I hear something
I peek outside
the window of my heart

I close my eyelids
your sublime image
is what I see my sweetheart

to you I send my picture
a glimpse of you sure it will get
the thought of which will ease my heart

I sit with your memory
deep in my heart

ye jo ghoomte hain,
baat baant kar jaise unka kehna kisi ki zindagi sanwar dega—
kyun lagta hai inhe ki ye jaante hain
mujhe ya tujhe,
kaise rakhte ye soch ki bayan karni hai hamari zindagiyan?

kareebi hoh tabhi samajh aaye—
kyun bolna, kisi ke baare mein is tarah,
jab samajhne ko kehkar bhi, na samajh paaye?
toh galti tumhari,
ki usme bhi maine hi tumhare khwaab churaaye?

chor nahin main—
patthar dil kyun kehte?
itna sab kuch jab soch hi liya hai,
toh phir kyun saath rehte?

ek baat karne se pehle chaar dafa sochte hoh,
aur dohrane se pehle baatein badal dete hoh—
tum kyun aise muh modte?

baatein buri lagti hain,
kabhi galtiyaan bhi hoh jaati hain;
sirf kehne ke liye nahi kehti—
lekin jab sunne ko aati hai koi aisi baat
jo sahi nahin, jo hoh hi nahi sakti,
mann karta hai saamne jaake, haath pakad ke bol doon:
"mehsoos kar sakte **? hai insaaniyat?
kon *** mai? dikhti kyu nahi?"

mat kaho jo tumhe lagta hai hoga sach—
jab tak yakeen nahi,
sirf main, aur meri chhoti si duniya jaanne waale hi sahi;
mat kaho kuch bhi—
jo kehne aaye the, woh sab pehle sun kar, samajh kar,
hassne ke saath taalkar,
maine aankhon mein dekh liya.

dard usko hota hai jise aadat na hoh;
zariya uska badalta hai jiske paas taqat na hoh.
mujhe nahi pata main kaisi, kaun aur kyun tere liye;
kuch kehna nahi —
bas, agar kabhi teri maujoodgi mujhse chhin jaye,
toh jaakar wapas unhi galiyon mein — jhoot na bolna.

ye jo ghoomte hai
kehte hue ki sab likha hai
kya itni aasani se mai maan lu?
bas keh diya – ki likha hai
toh ** gaya, badal gaya sach?

kab tak –
ek baar ko theek, do baar ke liye theek
har baar, likha hai– likha hai pehle se hi sab sambhala hua hai
toh kya hoon mai? ek zariya?
koi khel raha ye khel, aur mai sirf ek – mohra?

parinda woh jiski rooh tak bhi udne mai rehti
uske parr hi kaat do aur bol do – tujhe udna tha hi nahi

jo zeher khakar zinda reh gaye,
usse aadat bhi ** jaati – rukne ki, gir kar uthne ki, sambhalne ki
kaise maan lu ki bas, kisne ek dafa likh diya
jo hona tha, jo hota aaya
woh mai kuch nahi, koi aur kuch nahi

kabhi mann karta inn sabse ladne ka
jhagadne ka
dhoondhne ka,
jaha kuch bhi ye sab likha hua aur usko mita dene ka

lekin kya mai bachungi?
kya mai rahungi?
jo mai hoon, kya waisi ban sakungi?

ye agar ek kahani hai,
aur agar har ek woh insaan jo mere kareeb
aur jiska bhi jaana mumkin, namumkin – jo kuch bhi, jaise bhi
vaise hi
qubool bhale hi na kar saku
ladne ko aur cheekh ko sunne ko
tu rahega?

agar mai in haathon par bani hui ye rekhayein
mita bhi dun
aur jo kuch bhi hai, uska sab ulta kar du
kya woh mere haath mai, meri khud ki kahani
kya siyahi meri hogi?

kya ye meri zindagi hi hai ya kisi aur ki?

aur haan! ek baat aur
abhi suni, padhi aur dekhi
ki do log – jinko aana hota hai ek doosre ki zindagi mai
unka jaana bhi hota hai, jaise hi waqt ka kaanta ghoom jaye
aur ghadi wahi aakar ruk jaye, jaha likhi gayi thi unki kahani

ki kaam hua poora, ek doosre ke liye
ab chalte hai, aur saath reh kar – aas paas hokar bhi na mil sakenge kabhi bhi
jisne bhi is sab ko naam diya,
mann karta hai cheen loon usse jo bhi khushiyaan usko mili,
sirf is ek baat par—

baaki ek darkhwast,
bas ek dor, ek dafa dekh lena jab tu nikle
mat modna, mat mudna, mat dohrana
bas dekh lena
ki haan, jaanta tha tu mujhe

aur mai?
mai toh yahi rahungi
apne liye, hum sabke liye
jo chale gaye, jo jaate jaate reh gaye aur jo hain
un sab ko agar bhar sakti, toh daal deti ek pitaare mai
jiski chaabi sirf mere paas hoti
band kar deti, chhupa deti naseeb aur un taaron se
jo karte hai meri bayaan zindagi
nahi maanti mai



(keh deti hoon, par maanti hoon
bas jaana kisi kisi ka uss aag mai chingari ki tarah
ki lad kyu nahi sakti?
ek baar muqaddar se jhagad ke, sabke khilaaf jaake
usko paa kyu nahi sakti?
kya likha hua hi patthar par lakeer?
taare badalte har pal
kya tab bhi maan lu jo ek baar keh diya gaya?
koi mauka hi nahi, badalne ka?)


sambhal jaungi, tu apne aap ko sambhal lena
khilaaf mere agar hona chahe
toh upar se guzarte hue dariya ko dekh lena
mai sabke khilaaf hokar bhi sabse judi hui
hai tujhme itni taqat? ruk sakta tu kuch pal ke liye hi?

magar dard mile toh mat sehna.

agar jaana sab ko hi hota hai
aur jaana likha bhi hai
aur ye dard, ye pyaar, ye jo bhi hai – baandhe hue doori aur ab gume hue woh haath
jo pakad ke rakhe the ek baar
khoobsurti kaise dhoondhu inme, jab yahi dukhte sabse zyada
har ek woh tukda jo de dete ek doosre ko
milte kaha woh wapas?