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Once Again








This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 27; the 27th Edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The topic for this month is 'Once Again'.







खुश रह सकते  थे  काश  हम  हर  पल ,
फिर  गम  तो  युहीं  पराया  हो  जाता  हम  से ,
दस्तक हमारे  जिंदगी  का  पड़ता  सुना  ,
इस  विषारी  गम  के  बिना !
फिर  कौन  बिन बुलाये आके  कहता ,’look, I am here once again’?!!
नहीं  समझे  हमारे  इस  विचार  को ,तो  विवश  होके  मत  समझना ,
थोड़ी  राह  देखलेना , अतिथि  विराजेंगे,
आप  ही  की  खुशाल  जिंदगी  मै

जब  पधारेंगे  वे , एक  घन  घोर  निराशा  छुपी  होगी  उनके  पीछे ,
सदा  कंटक  बिछाने  को  तैयार  रहेगी , वो  निराशा …………..
आपके  कर्तुत्व  के  अस्तित्व  को  ही  ललकारेगी , वो  निराशा …………
विचार  क्षमता  को  बहला - फुसला  कर  रखेगी , वो  निराशा ………..
हर  एक  आशा  का  अपहरण  करेगी , वो  निराशा ……………
कोई सूत्र , कोई  तत्त्व    भये  उसके  इस  व्यवहार  को ,
अब  इनसान  मृत  बनगया  अपनी  ही  साँसों  के  सामने ….

मृत  बन  बैठा  ये  शरीर  और  उसकी  इंद्रिया,
फिर  भी  दूर  कही  दबे  आवाज  मै  ये  दिल  सिसकियाँ  ले  रहा  है ,
अपनी  इस  निराशा  को  कुचलने की योजना  बना   रहा   है,
इस  निराशा  के  घमंड  को  चूर  करना  है!
योजना  बहुत  सरल  परन्तु  अमल  करना  बहुत  कठिन ,
त्रस्त  होना  होगा , कष्ट  लेना  होगा , टूटना  होगा ,
बिखरना  होगा , मुरझाना  होगा  लेकिन  आशा  नहीं  छोडनी  है  हमें
चाहे  पूरी  जिंदगी  बीत  जाये ,
चाहे पूरी शक्ति  समाप्त  हो  जाये ,
चाहे कुछ  भी  कहे  अपना  मस्तिष्क ,
मत  सुनना ,मत पीछे  हटना ,
ये  हमारे  आत्मा  सम्मान  की  परिभाषा  का  प्रश्न  है ..
आज  हार  मानली  तो  ख़ुशी  और  आशा  से  हमेशा  नजरे  चुराओगे ,
आइना  तक  शर्मायेगा  तुम्हे  तुम्हारा  चेहरा  दिखने …..

ख़ुशी  ने  कभी  दस्तक  दी , तो  लेले  उसका  पूरा  मजा ,
जी  ले  हर एक  ख़ुशी  की  एहसास  को , उसके  हर  एक  प्रकाश  को ,
कभी  अपने  आप  को  इतने  भी  मत  खो  देना  ख़ुशी  मै ,
की  वही  छुपा  हुआ  शातिर  गम  आपको  दिखना  पाए

गम  हमेशा  दस्तक  देगा  आपके  संसार  मै ,
मत  डरना  उसके  बनावटी  प्रकोप  से ,
झगडें  ख़ुशी  के  लिए  जी  जान  से ,
वक़्त  की  परवाह    करें , क्यूंकि ,
जितनी  देर  लाधोगे  उतनी  ही  देर  ख़ुशी  के  समक्ष  रहोगे .
मत  बैठना  शांत  इस  लढाई  के  बाद ,
क्या  पता ,फिर नजाने   कब  गम  से  आप  मिलेंगे ,
जब  कोई अचानक  से  आके  कहेगा ,
“look I am here once again”……
                                           - अनिरुद्ध






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  1. << जब कोई अचानक से आके कहेगा ,
    “look I am here once again”……>>

    Liked the poem and especially these last two lines. Well written.

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    1. I am very happy that you liked it...thanq :)

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  2. nice poem ani:)esp d 3rd stanza..i liked it:)

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