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कागज की ये महक….. ये नशा रूठने को है
ये आख़िरी सदी है… किताबों से इश्क़ की ।
"Me to ghar ki badi beti hu."
Tumhe pyar ki kya jarurat?
Tumhe yaar ki kya jarurat?
Tumhe dulaar ki kya jarurat?
Tum to ghar ki badi beti ho na.
Tumhe nhi bas baccho ko masti karni chahiye,
Tumhe to padhai aur kitabon se dosti karni chahiye,
Aise muh mat banao humesha hasti rehni chahiye,
Tum to ghar ki badi beti ho na...
Tum kaha thi jab chhote/chhoti ne ye kiya?
Itna bhi nhi hota tumse, kha ma kha humne apna paisa barbaad kiya
Itni bhadak kyu rahi ho, aakhir aaj tak aisa to tumne kya kar liya?
Sun sun kar thak jaati hu me... "Tum to ghar ki badi beti ho na."
Shh aansu pochh lo, rona nhi koi dekh lega,
Kisi ka sahara mat lena jamana kya kahega?
Akele kyu rehti ho? Koi kya sochega?
Sehmi si rehti hu apni parchhai se bhi dar jaati hu me... "Tum to ghar ki badi beti ho na."
Suno maa ke baad tum hi to aati ho
Itni bhi boj nhi hai tum par ki tum khamosh ho jaati ho
To phir apni jimmedariyo se dur kyu bhagti ho?
Har kisi ko sambhalte huye thak jaati hu me... "Tum to ghar ki badi beti ho na?"
Arey waah bohot khub bilkul apni maa jesi ho,
Nhi kar paayi! samjh nhi aata tum kis ke jesi ho?
Aaj apni maa to kal apne peeta jesi ho
Yahi sun kar khud ko bhul jaati hu... "Tum to ghar ki badi beti ho na."
Jo khud ko nhi mila vo laad-pyar sirf jatana aata hai
Apni pareshaaniyo ko bas chhupana aata hai
Akele me ro leti hu, yunhi gum sum si ho leti hu
Bhulna nhi hai mujhe kyu ki "Me to ghar ki badi beti hu."
-Simran
Beach Prints
I see beautiful tragedies of life in the footprints prints on the beach , do you?
i sat down on the sea shore
as a visitor
only to find myself in an ocean of footprints
A sign of visitors
that walk over
pass by the beach
i looked down on my body
only to find myself drowned in those footprints
a sign of visitors
that once walked with me
now pass by me
these scars are just footprints then.
what do I think of them?
which ones i treasure
which ones i mourn
whatever I think of them,
they will remain on me , as a sign.
a sign of visitors
and just like that,
i found the proof of
every tear
every laughter
every time I felt sick of someone
every time I felt homesick for someone
i saw the tides gently wipe away some of these footprints while leaving the most
only to make space for more visitors to come
the visitors leave , their footprints stay
until another visitor walks over them
to create a new trail of these prints
they don't reach far beneath surface
but they are the decorations of sand
what do they teach me?
something beautiful
something tragic
i see the beautiful tragedies of life in the footprints on beach , do you?