Dedicated to my dad, the best Father in the world....
Aaj pita par sochne baitha to ye aankhein ro di...
Fir likhne ka soch maine kalam syaahi me bhigo di...
Kalam ne kaha, chodo mujhe, pita par mai khud likh lungi...
Sach kehta hu, ye kavita, meri kalam ne swayam hi sanjo di...
Raat din juta kar vo ghar ko chalaatein hai...
Aap bujh jaaye lekin ghar ka chirag jalaatein hai...
Baarish me bheeg kar ghar aane par bhi...
Ek pita hi hai jo mere maathe ko sehlaatein hai...
Ab yaadein bhi dhundli hai meri, mai yaad karu to kya...
Mere pita ne kiya hai itna, mai bayaan karu to kya...
Meri har khwaaish ko is kada poora kiya hai unhone...
Ab raha na kuch maangne ko, rabb, mai tujhse maangu to kya...
Vo din the jab bazaar hum kandhe par jaaya karte the...
Mere pita saath the, hum khud ko mehfooz paaya karte the...
Vo din nahi bhulta jab ek roz soya tha mai baat karte hue sofe par...
Lekin unki badaulat subah khud ko bistar par paaya karte the...
Ab likhta hi rahunga meri bhaawnaon ka koi ant nahi hai...
Ek pita hai jinka parivaar me koi vikalp nahi hai...
Mere pita ne hi zamaane se ladna mujhe hai sikhaaya...
Sach kehta hu, unke bina, mera koi vajood nahi hai....
Koi vajood nahi hai...
~~AS~~
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