Monday, October 28, 2013

Yeh Kya Ho Raha Hai by Jameel Gulrays

Nafrat ka zehar ghul chuka hai
Bat chuke hai'n bewaqoof bhi aqalmand bhi

Andhera gehra hi hota jaa raha hai
Raushni ke hai'n saare raaste bund bhi

Tum Hindu ho, main Musalmaan hu'n
Tum zaalim ho main mazloom hu'n

Yahi fikar bikhar rahi hai chaar soo
Warna tum dayaluu ho main bhi masoom hu'n

Drained kis qaum mein nahi'n hote
Mazhab insaaniyat ka sabaq sikhata hai

Lekin aadmi bad-zaat hai
Dharam ka paath har baar bhool jaata hai

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Departmental Store Mein by Parveen Shakir

" pearl ka natural pink,
Revolon ka hand lotion
Elizabeth Arden ka blush on bhi,
Medora mein phir nail polish ka koi naya shade aaya hai ?
Mere iss Banafshi dupattey se milti huii
Rim mel mein lipstick mile gi ?
Haa'n, woh Tulip ka shampoo bhi dijiye ga
Yaad aaya
Kuch roz pehle jo tweezer liya tha, woh bilkul bekaar nikla
Doosra dijiye g !
Zara bill bana dijiye !"

" Arre ! Woh jo kone mein ek scent rakha hua hai
Dikhaye'n zara
Isse test kar ke tau dekhu'n
( khudaya! Khudaya!
Yeh khushboo tau uss ki pasandeeda khushboo rahi hai
Sada uss ke malboos se phoot'tii thi ! )"

" zara iss ki qeemat bata de'n !
Iss qadar !!
Achcha, yu'n kijiye
Baaqi cheeze'n kabhi aur le jaoo'n gi
Aaj tau sirf  iss scent ko pack kar dijiye !"

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Bulawaa by Parveen Shakir

Main ne saari umar
Kisi mandir mein qadam nahin rakha
Lekin jab se
Teri dua mein
Mera naam shareek hua hai
Tere ho'nto'n ki jumbish par
Mere ander ki daasi ke ujley tann mein
Ghantiya'n bajtii rehti hai'n !

Aye Ramz Bhari Raat by Parveen Shakir

Jis subah ki awaz mein baarish ki Khanak ho
Uss din ka badan dekhiye sur kaise hua ho
Jis shaam ke maathey pe khile wasl ka taara
Uss raat ke iqraar ki kya soorate'n ho'n gi

Aye bedd bhare din mere
Aye ramz bhari raat

Yeh maah gazeeda'h, mehar gazeeda'h dil-e-vahshi
Phir kaun se jaadoo ke asar mein hai giraftaar
Barsat mein jalte huye jungle ke kinare
Kis qaaf ke baashinde se thehri hai mulaaqat !

Monday, October 21, 2013

Khud-kalaamii by Parveen Shakir

Yu'n lagta hai
Jaise mere gird-o-pesh ke log
Ek aur hi boli bolte hai'n
Woh wavelength
Jis par mera aur un ka raabta qayem tha
Kisi aur kurey mein chali gaii
Ya meri lughat matrook huii
Ya unn ka muhavara aur hua
Mere lafz mujhe jis raste par le jaate hai'n
Uss raste ke maa'nii ke liye
Unn ki farhang juda hai
Main lafzo'n ki taqdees ki khatir chupp hu'n
Aur meri saari guftugu
Deewar se ya tanhaii se ya apne saaye se mumkin hai
Mujhe darr uss pul se lagta hai
Jab khud mein sukadte sukadte
Main apne aap se baate'n karne waali
Frequency bhi bhula du'n
Aur ek din
May Day May Day" karti reh jaoo'n !

Qurutt-ul-ain Haider by Parveen Shakir

Jeevan zehar ko math kar amrit nikalne waali mohini
Bhara pyala haatho'n mein liye pyasi baithi hai
Waqt ka rahuu ghoo'nt pe ghoo'nt bhare jaata hai
Devi be-bas dekh rahi hai !
Pyas se bekal hai-------- aur chup hai !
Aisi pyas ke jaise
Uss ke saato'n janam ki jeebh yeh kaa'ntey gade rahe ho'n
Saagar uss ka janam bhawan
Aur jal ko uss se bair
Ret pe chalte chalte ab tau jalne lage pairr !
Ret bhi aisi, jis ki chamak se,
Aankhen jhulas gaii hai'n
Tayyab rizq ki dua qubool huii aakhir
Aab-e-zar se naam likhe jaane ki tamanna bhi bar aaii----lekin
Pyasi aatma sona kaise pii le ?
Ek sansar ko raushni baa'ntne waala sooraj
Apne burj ki taareeki ko
Kis naakhun se cheele
Shaam aate aate kaali deewar phir oonchii ho jaati hai ! 

Maargazeedah

Masoomiyat aur hamaqat mein pal bhar ka faasla hai!
Meri basti mein pichli barsat ke baad
Ek aisi aa'saab shikan khushboo phaili hai
Jis ke asar se
Mere qabeele ke saare zeerak afraad
Apni apni aankhon ki jhilli matiyali kar baithe hai'n
Saada loh tau pehle hi
Sarkando'n aur chambeli ke jhaado'n ke paas
Be-sudh paaye jaate thay
Dahan ke ander ghulte hi
Neem ke patto'n ka yu'n barg-e-gulab ho jaana tau majboori thi
Hairat tau iss baat pe hai ke
Aak ke paudo'n ki maujudgi ke ba-wasaf,
Waar is-e-tasneem-o-kausar
Aisi lu'aab aalood mithas ko aab-e-hayat samajh baithe hai'n
Masoomiyat aur hamaqat mein pal bhar ka faasla hai !

Mafahamat by Parveen Shakir

Zindagi ke liye
Ab tumhara rawaiyya, achanak bohot sulah juu ho gaya hai
( samundar ki sar kash hawao'n ko
Joo-e-shabista'n ki aahista gaami Mubarak ! )
Yeh achcha shagun hai
Hawa ke muqabil
Agar phool aaye
Tau phir pankhudi pankhudi
Ujle badal ke khwabo'n ki soorat bikhar jaye gi
So aise mein, jhukne mein hi khair hai !
Baarish-e-sung mein
Khwab ke sheesh mahalo'n ko kab tak bachaye rakhe'n
Itne haatho'n mein patthar hai'n
Koi tau lag jaye ga
Aur phir
Ghupp andhere mein kab Tak nazar kirchiya'n unn ki dhoo'nde
Kya yeh behtar na ho ga
Ke aisi qayamat se pehle hi
Inn sheesh mahalo'n ko hum
Maslahat ki chamakti huii ret mein dafan kar de'n
Aur phir khwab bunti huii aankh se m'aazrat kar le'n !
So tum ne bhi ab
Ek haari huii qaum ke rahnuma ki tarah
Apne hathiyar dushman ke qadmo'n mein rakh kar
Nai dosti ka larzta hua haath uss ki taraf badhaya hai
Aur ---- meri samajh mein nahin aa raha hai
Ke hathiyar dene ki iss rasm mein
Kya karu'n
Tumhari chamakdaar, matrooka'h talwar ko
Badh ke choommo'n
Ke apne gale par rakhu'n ?

Monday, October 14, 2013

Skimming Ghalib

If one has to compile a list of the World’s greatest poets, it would undoubtedly be incomplete without the mention of Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib.
“Naqsh fariyadi hai kiski shokhi-e-tahreer ka
Kaaghazi hai pairahan har paikar-e-tasveer ka’
As one leafs through the deewan one comes across many more such questions that flummox one with the intricacies of reality. Ghalib was a masterstroke who embraced the nuances of each of Life’s colours rather than just painting it in stark black or white. His poetry surges with a sea of human emotions at their crest, with each of his couplets doling out a philosophy by itself, uncannily reflecting idealism, mysticism, realism, rationalism and scepticism, all at once.
Ghalib shaped the traditional form of Ghazal into a summation of myriad feelings, problems, thoughts and experiences, to become a medium of concise yet non-conflicting expression. His Deewan is an exemplary reflection of Ghalib’s varied genius; sometimes sucking one into his forceful thoughts, while at others joining him in play with imagination drawn to a joyous toy, like a naughty child. All his ghazals are a surprise cauldron of happiness, surprise, sorrow... They are perhaps also a reflection of Ghalib’s own troubled personal life, which was full of strife sadness that peeks through some of his ghazals:
“Gham-e-hasti ka asad kis se ho juz marg-e-ilaaj
Shama har rang mein jalti hai seher hone tak”
Tinged with sadness, it is this aspect of his poetry that wrenches hearts and appeals to most. Like the master himself recited:
‘Kehta hai kaun naala-e-bulbul ko be-asar
Parde mein gul ke jigar chaak ho gaye”
Beyond all this there is one other facet that shares space with life, mysticism, love, beauty in Ghalib’s poetry- Death. And he like a true blue philosopher takes on death, in its face, in all starkness:
“Ishrat-e-qatra hai dariya mein fanaa ho jaana
Dard ka had se guzarna hai dawa ho jaana”
While the darkness of death and the heaviness of philosophy can mislead one into thinking of Ghalib as nothing but serious, yet the effervescence of his personality sears through some of his most celebrated ghazals and couplets, that carve him out as probably, the greatest ever romantic Indian history has ever seen. As I end my note, I shall leave all with this side of Ghalib, as he expresses with a frenzy that can only belong to a lover:
“Ishq se tabiyat ne zeest ka maza paaya

Dard ki dawa payi, dard, la-dawa paaya”

Skimming Ghalib

If one has to compile a list of the World’s greatest poets, it would undoubtedly be incomplete without the mention of Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib.
“Naqsh fariyadi hai kiski shokhi-e-tahreer ka
Kaaghazi hai pairahan har paikar-e-tasveer ka’
As one leafs through the deewan one comes across many more such questions that flummox one with the intricacies of reality. Ghalib was a masterstroke who embraced the nuances of each of Life’s colours rather than just painting it in stark black or white. His poetry surges with a sea of human emotions at their crest, with each of his couplets doling out a philosophy by itself, uncannily reflecting idealism, mysticism, realism, rationalism and scepticism, all at once.
Ghalib shaped the traditional form of Ghazal into a summation of myriad feelings, problems, thoughts and experiences, to become a medium of concise yet non-conflicting expression. His Deewan is an exemplary reflection of Ghalib’s varied genius; sometimes sucking one into his forceful thoughts, while at others joining him in play with imagination drawn to a joyous toy, like a naughty child. All his ghazals are a surprise cauldron of happiness, surprise, sorrow... They are perhaps also a reflection of Ghalib’s own troubled personal life, which was full of strife sadness that peeks through some of his ghazals:
“Gham-e-hasti ka asad kis se ho juz marg-e-ilaaj
Shama har rang mein jalti hai seher hone tak”
Tinged with sadness, it is this aspect of his poetry that wrenches hearts and appeals to most. Like the master himself recited:
‘Kehta hai kaun naala-e-bulbul ko be-asar
Parde mein gul ke jigar chaak ho gaye”
Beyond all this there is one other facet that shares space with life, mysticism, love, beauty in Ghalib’s poetry- Death. And he like a true blue philosopher takes on death, in its face, in all starkness:
“Ishrat-e-qatra hai dariya mein fanaa ho jaana
Dard ka had se guzarna hai dawa ho jaana”
While the darkness of death and the heaviness of philosophy can mislead one into thinking of Ghalib as nothing but serious, yet the effervescence of his personality sears through some of his most celebrated ghazals and couplets, that carve him out as probably, the greatest ever romantic Indian history has ever seen. As I end my note, I shall leave all with this side of Ghalib, as he expresses with a frenzy that can only belong to a lover:
“Ishq se tabiyat ne zeest ka maza paaya

Dard ki dawa payi, dard, la-dawa paaya”

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Religion, sex aur elections

Iss duniya mein do cheeze'n dhadalley se BIKTI hain; Sex aur religion. Internet par hi check kar lijiye kaisi websites ki HITS sab se zyada hai'n.

Sex tau log khud apni khushi se khareed lete hain lekin religion, mazhab, DHARM mein ek pech hai. Mazhab ke naam par information ho ya phir rituals par chalne ki seekh. Nafrat ho ya phir ek doosre par ke had uchlalne ki muhim, sab log apni khushi se shaamil nahin hote. Kuch tau iss darr se saath nibhate hain ke hamare " bade " hum se naraaz ho jayen ge ya phir iss liye ke chalo, isi bahane " power " ka kuch hissa apne haath bhi lage ga.

Aane waale elections mein aap ko religion aur sex ka mila-jula ek naya roop dekhne ko mile ga... Details, filhaal bata nahin sakta hu'n. phir kabhi.