Friday, May 25, 2012

Pitaa Kaa Karj


Pratyek pitaa ko apnee santaano se sneh hotaa hai.
  Apnee santaano se vaatsalya aur prem kaa moh hotaa hai.
Pitaa ki unglee thaamkar bachhaa chalnaa seekhtaa hai.
  Kathinaaiyon se thokar khaakar bhi phir se uthnaa seekhtaa hai.
Pitaa apne bachhon ko detaa hai anushaasan ki seekh.
  Taki unhe kabhi na maangnee pade ehsaano ki bheekh.
Pitaa hote hain upar se naariyal ki tarah kathor.
  Par andar hi andar unkaa man prem se bharaa hotaa hai.
Maan yadi hame janm deti hai to pitaa is duniyaa se parichit karaate hain.
  Pitaa se badhkar guru is duniyaa mein kahaan hota hai.
Pitaa jis tarah bachhon ko daantte phatkaarte hain.
  Usee tarah we apni santaano par pyaar bhi lutaate hain.
Dashrath,Vasudev,Shahaaji jaise veer pitaa huye hain itihaas mein.
  Jinhone apne bachhon ko uttam sanskaar diye.
Aur kar diyaa bhaarat kaa naam roshan poore sansaar mein.
  Jab ek pitaa apni beti ka kanyaadan kartaa hai.
Wo var ko apni laadli aur uske armaan detaa hai.
  Maang mein sindoor padte hi beti ho jaati hai paraaee.
Man hi man pitaa ko lagtaa hai ki ye reet kyon hai banaaee.
  Jab bitiyaa doli mein baithkar piyaa ke ghar jaane ko hoti hai taiyaar.
Tab pitaa ka dil andar hi andar kar uthtaa hai cheetkaar.
  Apne kaleje ke tukde ko ek pitaa badi mushkil se kar paataa hai vidaa.
Phir apni bitiyaa ke aane ka intjaar kartaa hai sadaa.
  Ek pitaa poore kartaa hai apne sabhi pharj.
Sau janmon tak bhi mushkil hai utaarnaa pitaa ka karj.  

Monday, May 14, 2012

Dard Bhari Hindi Shayaris


Nadi ke Kinare kabhi milate nahin
Hum bhi khade hain aise do kinaron par...

Jeete The Kabhi Hum Bhi Shan Se
Mehek Uthi Thi Fiza Kisi Ke Naam Se
Guzre Hain Hum Kuch Aise Makam Se
Ke Nafrat Ho Gayi Hai Muhabbat Ke Naam Se...

Kaash wo nagme humein sunaye na hote
aaj unko sunkar ye aansu na aaye hote
agar is tarah bhul jaana hi tha
to itni gehrai se dil mein samaaye na hote...

Har sham har raat intzar me guzri
zindgi bebasi k sailab me guzri
hm wo phul the jise rakhkr wo bhul gye
phir tamam umar unki kitab me guzri...

Saans bhi loun to Uski mehak aati hai
Us ne thukraya hai mujhe itnay qareeb aanay k baad....

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Mamtaa Ka Sparsh

Meree Gudiyaa mere garbh mein aayee jabse,
    uska ek-ek sparsh maine mahsoos kiyaa hai.
Wo badhne lagee meri kokh mein aise,
    Jaise motee seepee mein badhtaa hai,
Jaise hi wo meri kokh mein karvat letee hai,
    Mera man ek anokhe vatsalyaa se umdataa hai.
Aise nau maheene dheere-dheere poore hone lage;
    Jab maine use janam diyaa to ek aseem garv ko mahsoos kiyaa hai.
Use apne saamne dekhkar aisaa lagaa,
    Jaise hi wo mujhse kah rahi ho.
Maan yumne mujhe ek jeevan diyaa hai,
    Jiase main satkarmon mein doongee lagaa.
Uski chhotee-chhotee ungliyaan aaj bhi mujhe gudgudaatee hain.
    Uski pyaree si muskaan aaj bhi khilkhilaatee hai.
Chanchaltaa usmein aisee lagee ki,
    Pavan ko bhi usse eershyaa ho jaaye.
Sundartaa usmein aisee ki,
    Kalee bhi uske chehre pe nisaar ho jaaye.
Din-pratidin wo badhtee hai,
    Aur badhtaa hai mere aur uske beech kaa aseem prem.
Apne vatsalyaa se maine use seenchaa hai,
    Mere hriday mein uske prem ki marichikaa hai.
Meri bitiyaa tum mere liye bahut anmol ho,
    Mere shareer kaa hissaa ho tum aur mere praano ki parchhaaee ho.
Duniyaa mein tum khoob phalo phoolo,
    Din dugunaa raat chaugunaa tarakkee karo.
Phir ek din sundar saa raajkumar,
    Tumhein apne saath ek nayee duniyaa mein le jaayega,
Jahaan wo tumhaare saath naye naye sapne sajaayegaa.
    Jab dekhaa maine tumhe dulhan ke vesh mein,
Lagaa jaise ki tumhaaraa tan dhal gayaa hai naye parivesh mein.
    Hai meri duaa ki tumhaaraa jeevan ho khushhaal.
Mile tumhe pyaaraa aur sundar saa laal.