kya bachche suljhe hote hain
jab gend se uljhe hote hain

wo is liye mujh ko bhate hain
din bite yaad dilate hain

wo kitne hasin basere the
jab dur ghamon se dere the

jo khel mein hail hota tha
nafrin ke qabil hota tha

har ek se ulajh kar rah jaana
ruk ruk ke bahut kuchh kah jaana

hans dena baaton baaton par
barsat ki kali raaton par

baadal ki subuk-raftari par
bulbul ki aah-o-zari par

aur shama ki lau ki garmi par
parwanon ki hat-dharmi par

duniya ke dhande kya jaanen
aazad ye phande kya jaanen

masum faza mein rahte the
hum to ye samajh hi baithe the

khushiyon ka alam anjam nahin
duniya mein khizan ka nam nahin

mahaul ne khaya phir palta
nagah taghayyur aa jhapta

aur us ki karam-farmai se
haalat ki ek angdai se

aa pahunche aise bedon mein
jo le gae hamein thapedon mein

bachpan ke suhane sae the
sae mein zara sustae the

wo daur-e-muqaddas bit gaya
ye waqt hi bazi jit gaya

ab waise mere haalat nahin
wo chiz nahin wo baat nahin

jine ka safar ab dubhar hai
har gam pe sau sau thokar hai

wo dil jo ruh-e-qarina tha
aashaon ka ek khazina tha

is dil mein nihan ab nale hain
taron se ziyaada chhaale hain

jo hansna hansana hota hai
rone ko chhupana hota hai

koi ghuncha dil mein khilta hai
thoda sa sukun jab milta hai

gham tez qadam phir bharta hai
khushiyon ka taaqub karta hai

main sochta rahta hun yunhi
aakhir ye tafawut kya mani

ye soch ajab tadpati hai
aaankhon mein nami bhar jati hai

phir mujh se dil ye kahta hai
mazi ko tu rota rahta hai

kuchh aahen dabi si rahne de
kuchh aansu baqi rahne de

ye haal bhi mazi hona hai
is par bhi tujhe kuchh rona hai