pichhle bis barson mein

apne apne kaamon se
waqt jo bhi bachta tha
sath hum batate the
jo samay guzarte the
un ki jag kahani bhi
ek dusre ko hum
shauq se sunate the
laut kar main office se
jis ghadi thaka-haara
apne ghar mein aata tha
sab takan din-bhar ki
apne dar ki chaukhat se
dur chhod aata tha
yaad hai mujhe ab tak
din wo talkh mazi ka
boss apne ghar se jab
pit-pita ke aae the
taza taza chehre par
har taraf kharonche thin
kat-khani si billi ne
shayad apne panjon se
donon gal noche the
naukri to karna thi
chaakari bhi karna thi
so janab-e-wala ne
roz ki tarah pahle
haal boss ka apne
phone par hi puchha tha
aur phir receiwer se
phone ke cradle ko
bebasi se pita tha
aan-janab ne us din
jis qadar bhi ghussa tha
mujh pe hi utara tha
mera jaisa bad-qismat
jab bhi samne aaya
dant kar bhagaya tha
main bhi kam na tha un se
apni desk par ja kar
filon ko de patkha
aur apne jaison par
be-qusur hi barsa
ye katha meri biwi
sun ke khilkhila uthi
aur apni din biti
khud hi phir shurua kar di
aaj meri masi ne
phir gilas shishe ka
chakna-chur kar dala
sirf ye nahin balki
kapde dhone wali ne
silk ka wo dupatta
kal hi jo kharida tha
bor bor kar dala
main ne bhi lagi-lipti
kuchh bacha nahin rakkhi
jis qadar thin salwaten
be-nuqat suna dalin
apni apni din-biti
donon jab bhi kah chukte
qahqahe lagate the
yun hum apni ghurbat ki
khud hansi udate the
wo sukun jo ghurbat ke
un dinon mein hasil tha
wo sukun nahin milta
wo jo ghar kabhi jis mein
dil hamara lagta tha
us mein dil nahin lagta
roz-o-shab ki gardish ne
sab hi kuchh badal dala
aur jo nahin badla
pichhle bis barson mein
ek wahi mera office
log ab bhi taqriban
sath mein wahi sab hain
farq hai to bas itna
boss ki main kursi par
boss ban ke baitha hun
mere apne chehre par
har taraf kharonche hain
saf aisa lagta hai
kat-khani si billi ne
jaise gal noche hain