nai sadkon ke naqshe kar-khane
unche unche pul mere mansube dekho aur kitabon mein padho
us ne kaha mere badan par hath bhi phero
magar surakh se ungli alag rakkho
magar us ke badan par har taraf surakh hi surakh hain
ungli alag rakkho!
to kya main ungliyon ko tod dun?
main ungliyon ko tod dun?
phir kaun tere husn ki tafsir likkhega? bata!
phir ye tasalsul raat din ka
chand suraj ka akele mausamon ka
masalon aur mushkilon ka
kaise tutega? bata!
us ne hamein ek dusre se chhup ke rahne ke liye
kapde diye aur khubsurat ghar diye
aur band kamron mein zaminon aasmanon ki sabhi sachchaiyan kahne aur un
par bahs karne aur mansube banane ki khuli aazadi di
yaro! chalo sadkon pe nange sair karne jaen
shayad rasm chal nikle
magar mere qabile ka koi bhi mard
kapde phad kar ghar ko jala ke
nangi nangi baaten kahne ke liye bahar na nikla
sab ko apne apne surakhon ka dar tha

tumhaari ammi ne apni izzat ko martabanon mein band kar ke
makan ki chhat se latakte chhinke mein rakh diya tha
tumhaari ammi ne bar-ha tum se ye kaha tha
achaar kachcha hai' tel ki bu miti nahin hai
abhi na ye martaban kholo
hawa agar bartanon mein dakhil hui to ulli
tamam phankon ka nas kar degi
tum magar soch mein padi ho
na jaane ammi ko kya hua hai
achaar ki phank hi to hai na
na koi hira, na koi moti, na koi sone ki chiz mangi
na koi kapda na koi latta na koi sadi
tum apni masum aur pyari si ankhdiyon mein
hazar shikwe liye yunhi sochti rahogi
magar jo ek dar tumhaari ammi ki aankh mein aa ke bas gaya hai
use kahan tum samajh sakogi
abhi to tum bachpane ki sarhad phalangne hi ki fikr mein ho
abhi to tum meindhiyan banati ho, chotiyan kas ke bandhti ho
kabhi kabhi tum sadak pe ja kar jhagadte bachchon ko dantti ho
to tum ko chunni ka hosh hota hai
aur na aankhon mein dar kisi ka
agar kabhi tum zaban ka zaiqa badalne ka soch hi lo
agar kabhi tum achaar ka martaban niche utar hi lo
nazar bacha kar achaar bahar nikal hi lo
to lamha bhar ke liye thahar kar ye soch lena
tumhaari ammi ne apni izzat ko martabanon mein band kar ke
makan ki chhat se latakte chhinke mein rakh diya tha

zabanon ke ras mein ye kaisi mahak hai
ye bosa ki jis se mohabbat ki sahba ki udti hai khushbu
ye bad-mast khushbu jo gahra ghunuda nasha la rahi hai
ye kaisa nasha hai
mere zehn ke reze reze mein ek aankh si khul gai hai
tum apni zaban mere munh mein rakhe jaise patal se meri jaan khinchte ho
ye bhiga hua garm o tarik bosa
amawas ki kali barasti hui raat jaise umadti chali aa rahi hai
kahin koi saat azal se ramida
meri ruh ke dasht mein ud rahi thi
wo saat qarin-tar chali aa rahi hai
mujhe aisa lagta hai
tarikiyon ke
larazte hue pul ko
main par karti chali ja rahi hun
ye pul khatm hone ko hai
aur ab
us ke aage
kahin raushni hai

aankhen dikhlate ho joban to dikhao sahab
wo alag bandh ke rakkha hai jo mal achchha hai
show me not your anger dear show me your youthful prime
the wealth that you have covered up is truly sublime