हम हर एक पल के.....

(Note: These lines are for my batch mates at SPJIMR, Mumbai)

रिश्तो का रूप बदलता है
बुनियादें ख़तम नहीं होती
ख्वाबो की और उमंगो की
म्यादें ख़तम नहीं होती

तुम अपने हुनर दो जहां को
मैं अपनी अदाएं देता हु
जो अपने लिए सोची थी कभी
मैं सबको वो दुआएं देता हु

हम हर एक पल के शायर है
हर एक पल अपनी कहानी है
हर एक पल अपनी हस्ती है
हर एक पल अपनी जवानी है

Touch!

"But mother where were you for so many days?" asked Raju.

Today he was so happy and excited that his mother is feeding him. For long he wished for this love and care.

"You like this food my son?"

"Yes mom, you are so sweet, but promise me that you will not go anywhere now.

"Mom.......Mom......Mommmmmmmmm"

It took him sometime to realize that he was dreaming and when he came out of his imagination he found himself again at that small tea stall in Bandra where he came two years back after leaving his home and family in Meerut.

"Maharaj, can you do some work now if you have finished with sleeping" shouted Shaymu.

"Ji Ustaad"

Life had become boring and routine for him in last two years. He came to this city to earn some money and become a big man but destiny took him to a small tea stall and made him a tea boy. His feelings, dreams and big plans all are gone in vapors and life is just a tea holder with six glasses full of hot tea in it.

Lost in his thoughts he was serving tea when suddenly his foot got stuck in a table and he fell on the ground with six full tea glasses.

"Bastard, cant work properly, Gawaar" Shyamu slapped him twice.

Raju started crying and went away from the tea stall. He kept on walking in busy lanes of Bandra and after an hour when he reached Bandra Terminus, his eyes were watery. He still remember that day when he left his home just because his father slapped him for not going to school. Imprints of both slaps were there, one on his cheeks and one on his heart but there was a difference between these two hands. The hand of his father had a "Touch" which contained love in it.

He boarded next train towards him home.

He was missing that touch of his father.

जब हम

ना मंजिलें थी ना रास्ते थे जब हम चले थे

बस दिल में उम्मीद थी और सर पे जूनून

किस भारत में ?

आज भी कितने लोग

हर साल बाढ़ में बह जाते हैं

आज भी कितने किसान

खुद को फांसी पे लटकाते हैं

आज भी धर्म के नाम पर

हर रोज बटवारा होता है

आज भी साम्प्रदायिकता की लड़ाई में

कोई अपने बेटो को खोता है

आज भी दिल्ली जैसे शहरों में

लड़की घर से निकलने से डरती है

बस सही सलामत वो आये वापिस

उसकी माँ रास्ता देखा करती है

आज भी हर एक बच्चा

स्कूल नहीं देख पाता है

सुबह उठकर रोज वो

मजदूरी करने जाता है

आज भी "लड़की" के नाम पे

कितने बच्चे पेट में मरते हैं

आज भी अनगिनत लोग

भूखे पेट सोया करते हैं

आज भी इस देश के

लाखो गाँवों में अँधेरा है

बस धुंधली सी एक किरण नजर आई है

और तुम कहते हो होने वाला सवेरा है

ऐ मेरे देश के लोगो

तुम किसे सोने की चिड़िया कहते हो?

सपनो की नगरी बताने वालो

तुम किस भारत में रहते हो ?

एक बार

कभी घूमता था तेरी गलियों में मैं तुझे पाने की खातिर !

आज भटकता हू उन्ही गलियों में तुझे भुलाने की खातिर !!

वो कहते हैं की काट सकता है बस लोहा ही लोहे को !

तुझे आना ही पड़ेगा एक बार सब मिटाने की खातिर !!

काफी सोचकर खुदा ने

इंसान कैसे रहेगा सुखी, जब उससे ये ख़याल आया होगा

तब काफी सोचकर खुदा ने माँ को बनाया होगा

वो बचपन में ऊँगली पकड़ कर चलना

वो पल पल गिरना, गिरकर संभलना

वो हर चीज पर अपना हक जताना

वो सबसे लड़ना और गुस्से में घर आना

बचपन के झगडे कैसे सुलझेंगे, जब उससे ये ख़याल आया होगा

तब काफी सोचकर खुदा ने माँ को बनाया होगा

बापू जब कभी

जिस पेड़ के मैंने नहीं थे फल तक कभी तोड़े

उस पेड़ के आज इन्होने पत्ते तक नहीं छोड़े!

क्या बना दिया देश का वो सोचता होगा

बापू जब कभी ऊपर से नीचे देखता होगा!!

It can never end!

It was Monday evening and traffic at hospital was lower than normal. I was taking rounds in general ward when my assistant came running and asked me to come immediately to see a patient, that is how I first met Rajat.

He was not full conscious and was having strong fever and blood stains on his mouth. I anticipated something seriously wrong with him. We took him to emergency ward and gave initial treatment and started further investigation.

After 2 hours he gained consciousness and asked me "Doctor when I can go from hospital?".

I was little uncomfortable on this question since he didn't ask what has happened to him.

"Its normal fever and we have given you medicines, you will recover soon. We are doing some tests also, after that I will tell you this."

Since it was Monday and I go to temple on Monday, I left hospital early. My mind was still telling me that there is something wrong in this case of Rajat.

"Sir, I am feeling better now, I need to go", asked Rajat when I visited ward in next morning.

"Ok Rajat, I will check your reports and we will talk in afternoon". I went to my room and was awestruck when i saw his report.

Being a Doctor, this is one thing of my profession which always hurts me, I have to tell people that they are suffering from a life threatening disease. Rajat is just 24 years old and how can I tell him that he had few months left, he is suffering from blood cancer and he is in last stage.

"But doctor how can this happen to me, I never .........." Rajat started crying when I told him this in my room.

"There is still some scope Rajat, you can ..."

"How much time is left Doctor?" Rajat cut me in between.

"From few weeks to few months."

"Can I ask you something Rajat, why you were so eager to go from here?"

"I am marrying on this Saturday, after 5 days, I have to plan many things", sometimes in their career even doctors get watery eyes, it was such a moment for me.

"What should I do now Doctor?. We have left our families and house for each other and now this, how I will tell her, our life is ruined what will happen to her". It was emotional scene.

"I will advice you not to marry?". I said

"But she will die doctor, she loves me a lot".

"I can understand Rajat but you tell her about your health, if you will marry her her life will be ruined forever". I gave a professional advice.

"She will never agree on leaving me".

"Then you have to save her life by leaving her, it is just a matter of time and be practical. She will understand this". I said. I thought that in today's world no one will waste her life and marry a person who is suffering form cancer. Its killing yourself. Today people are more practical even in love.

"Doctor....this is......." I left him crying in my room."

It was another Monday evening after few months passed since then and no one got to know about Rajat, he left without informing anyone and I also forgot him.

While coming back from temple on that day I saw that there is crowd surrounding someone on the gate of temple. I went ahead and saw that one girl in 20s is lying there fainted. Since I always carry a first aid bag in my Car, I got some medicine and gave her and came back.

When i visited the temple next Monday I saw that that girl is still sitting on gate of temple alone and suddenly I realized that I am seeing this girl here since last few weeks or may be months.

"Why are you sitting here?".

"I am waiting for someone", she replied without looking at me.

"But you are sitting here since last......"

"Three months and 17 days". she sighed.

"Can I ask you for whom you are waiting here?".

"For him, we planned to marry here on that day, he didnt tell me anything and didnt come. But I believe he loves me a lot and he will definitely come, he cant ruin my life."

"Dont you think it is impractical in today's time. You are waiting for someone who didnt care for you at all. He didnt bother to come and inform you even."

"He loves me", that all she said.

"Ok, can I help you somehow. If you can tell me his name or something I can help you in reaching him".

"His name is Rajat Arora and he is ............." my ears went deaf, she kept on speaking.

This never happened with me in whole life. I never saw love in this form, face of Rajat was moving in-front of my eyes. He left without informing her to save her life and she has devoted her life to him.

हर दिल में एक शायर

उन्होंने बोला "आजकल कवियों की कमी सी हो गयी है"

मैंने कहा "हर इंसान तो आज शायर है".

उन्होंने बोला "पर कवितायेँ कम सुनाई देती हैं आजकल"

मैंने कहा "जनाब! धड़कनों को टटोलिये तो जरा

..............हर दिल में एक शायर बस्ता है" !!!

"टीम इंडिया"

धड़कनें रुक जाती हैं

और देश ठहरता है

हाथ में बल्ला लेकर जब

सचिन मैदान पे उतरता है

हर बोलर को ठोकने को

जब सहवाग बल्ला घुमाता है

Steyn हो या हो ब्रेट ली

फिर हर कोई थर्राता है

गंभीर से पंगे लेने से

अब हर खिलाड़ी डरता है

सब तो सिर्फ बल्ले से करते हैं

वो हाथो से भी ठुकाई करता है

जब pitch पे आकर के

कोहली कुछ देर टिक जाता है

लक्ष्य फिर कितना भी बड़ा हो

वो आसानी से पास दिख जाता है

युवराज के उन छक्को को

यु भूलना नहीं आसान है

फिर वो दोहराए इतिहास

बस इतना उससे अरमान है

चीते सी तेजी से

रैना जब गेंद पकड़ता है

रन लेने अगर दौड़े कोई

तो सीधे stump उखाडता है

अपने ही निराले अंदाज में

जब धोनी खेलने आता है

single हो या हो छका

उसका हर शोट भाता है

गेंद और बल्ले दोनों से

फिर भज्जी खेल खेलता है

योर्कर हो या हो शोर्ट पिट्च

वो किसी भी बाल को पेलता है

फिर विक्केट उखाड़ने को

जहीर गेंद घुमाता है

नेहरा की Line Length के आगे

कोई कोई टिक पाता है

पिट्च पर डांस करने में

श्रीसंथ एकदम बिंदास है

हैं तो ये सिर्फ ११ ही

पर हर कोई इनमे ख़ास है

ये हमारी "टीम इंडिया"

सारे देश को प्यारी है

बहुत हुआ ऑस्ट्रेलिया ऑस्ट्रेलिया

अबके हमारी बारी है !!!

काबू

चलाई हैं तुफानो में भी कश्तियाँ हमने !

थपेड़े तो लगे पर समुन्दर पे काबू पा लिया !!

उस वक़्त में

वो वक़्त ही कुछ और था

तब कुछ अलग ही हवा बहती थी

मैं नहीं ये धरती है तेरी माँ

हर माँ अपने बच्चे से कहती थी

क्या खून था उस वक़्त का

उस खून कि क्या जवानी थी

हरा दिल था सराबोर प्रेम से

हर दिल कि एक ही प्रेम कहानी थी

कुछ कर जाएँ देश के लिए

वरना जीवन धिक्कार था

ऐसे भी कुछ लोग जन्मे हैं

जिन्हें सिर्फ देश से प्यार था

आजादी कि उस चाह में

उन्होंने सब कुछ गवाया था

हमारी पीढ़ी जीए अपने भारत में

उन्होंने बस इतना भर पाया था

आज देश को लूटने को

हर कोई हर कोशिश करता है

लगता है जैसे सब कहानियां हैं

कौन देश कि खातिर मरता है

अफ़सोस रहेगा मुझे हमेशा

कि मैं उनके जैसा क्यों नहीं बना

गलती तुझसे भी हुई ए-खुदा

तुने मुझे उस वक़्त में नहीं जना.

अब !

पैमानों से नहीं लडखडाते कदम अब हमारे !

यूँ ही बैठे बैठे हम महखाने पी जाते हैं !!

वो ...

वो आ जाता उस दिन तो मैं मान जाता की है खुदा

हर पत्थर को छुआ था मैंने तब, हर सदगे में सर झुकाया था !