“Kuch Alfaaz Mere, Kewal Aapke Liye…..”

On this very Auspicious Occasion of ‘BHAI-DUJ’ dated 28th October 2011, with my immense Heartfelt Pleasure & Gratitude, I Publish few Self created Lines describing one of the very Phenomenal, Spectacular, GOD Gifted to me & very closely related Person in my Life, Shri Prasad G. Shastri Sir (from IPCA Laboratories Ltd.), whom I very Proudly look upon as my Elder Brother, my God-Father, my Strength, my 2nd Role Model, whom I would always delightfully like to Follow–N–Obey Forever. With deep Contentment & Pride, I take his words as my Laxman-Rekha.

My words for him goes as follows –

“KUCH ALFAAZ MERE, KEWAL AAPKE LIYE”

Ve to hai Albele, Saikdon me Akele,
Chirag leke dhundo par, is Jahaan me aise ab naa mile.

Dil unka Dariyaa, Pyaar ke ve Sagar hai,
Gote lagao chahe dub jao, Samajhna par unko mushkil hai.

Soch unki Gehri, Hunar Mehnat Lagan Nirali,
Baatein saari sun Mann ko sabke Parkhe, Gyaan ke hai ve khub Vishali.

Nazrein tez-tarrar unki, Chaho Dishaayen jo rehti,
Nazaakat bhari Nazrein rakhte apni sab par, Nigahen kabhi par takrati nahi.

Baaton se ve apni mithi, Dil sabka Jeet hi lete,
Andaaz bhi hai kuch unke apne, Mann mauji woh Matwale.

Armaan lakh samete apne me, Apno ko woh Prerit karte,
Auro ki khushi me Sukh-O-Aman paate, Gam apna har ek bhulake; dusron ka ve apna lete.

Dard sabhi ke jhel jaate, Mann me ve apne gehre,
Na uuf karte na shikan dikhate, Muskaan sada banaye rakhte.

Tufaano, Kathinaiyon se ve gehri, Aap hi Ladte aur Ubharte,
Khud Deepak-Lau ban, Raahe auron ki Roshan karte.

Kadam jinke rehte Zameen pe, Safaltayen bulandiyan asmaan ke chuti,
Mann unka Komal aur Saral, Narmai apni kabhi par jhalkaate nahi.

Pyaar, Adab, Aashish, Apnepan aur Dheeraj ke, Hai ve Aseem Dhani,
Sab par lutate beshumaar, kabhi par dikhlaate nahi.

Fikra pareshaniyan apno ki, Hardum unhe satati,
Samet lete ve apne me sab, Kabhi par jatlaate nahi.

Dil ki har ek baat apne, keh jaate ve bade Adab se,
Bhul apno ki Muaaf karke, samjhate bhi Tarif-e-Kabil; kitni Madhurta se.

Khile ‘GULAB’ hai ve, Jahaan ke in kaante samaan logo me,
Khile ‘KAMAL’ hai ve, Logo ki is kichad samaan bhid me.

Unki Lambi Umra, Tandurusti, Buland Housle aur Salaamati ki, DUA-E-IBAADAT hardum karti hun,
Aise Mahaan Vyakti ke Charno me, PRANAAM mai Shat Shat karti hun.

‘AAKHRI BARSAAT’

Bitenge Mahine Ye Chaar kaise ? Sawal se isi pareshaan karti,
Mann me phir bhi bhar jaati, Umang si ek anokhi aisi,
Fuhar pehle Barsaat ki, Natkhat si who Rimjhim si,
Dikhlaa jaati muddat se tarasti un Nigaho ko, Niharne Khubsurti uus Prakriti ki.

Mehak mithi si, Watan ke apne Mitti ki,
Woh Tarrate Mendhak, Chahakti Chidiyaan, Gungunate geet si – mithi boli Koyal ki,
Woh Matwala Asmaan Indradhanushi, Parbaton ko chumte Megh aur mann ko lubhati Hariyali,
Behte Jheel-O-Jharne, who kal – kal karti Nadi aur Umadte Sagar samete apne me Moti.

Par din to woh ab dur nahi,
Jab machalte aakrosh dikhaane apna, Garajte Baadal aur Kadakti Bijli,
Din hue pure hamaare ye ehsaas dilaati, keh jaati dil se bhaari – Dedo haske Bidaai,
Jhankar aakhiri Barsaat ki, kuch Maayus si kuch Krodhit si.

Aaya waqt hai ab jaane ka Des Paraye, wada laut aane ka par barsaat kar jaati,
Kushi ek taraf hai, pareshaniyon se Barsaat ke Nizaat paane ki,
Gam bhi ki – Natkhatse, Khubsurat, Indradhanushi, Taraane-O-Nazraane dikhlaane, Nigahe Barsaat phir ek baar tarsaa jaati,
Jaane ke gam me barsaat, Aap hi paani me apne Sisakti.

Khud bhi Bhigti, auro ko bhi Bhigaa jaati.

Rishtey

Rishte bhi kitne ajib hote hai,

Jitna samajhna chaho utne hi ulajhte hai,

Kuch naam ke, kuch benaam hote hai,

Chahate, Hasrate aur Umeedein to rakhte hai sabhi naami rishto se,

Par unhe pura kar jaate hai wohi rishte –

Jo benaam hote hai.