Pal pal kar hissoṅ mein baṅṭ rahe hain hum
Kabhi hindu, kabhi muslim
To kabhi sikh-isaai
Isse bhi na bane to khud ko
Punjabi, bangali, Gujrati
Ban kar baaṅṭ rahe hain hum
Apne hi desh mein kabhi uttar ke to
Kabhi dakshiṇ ke ho kar reh gaye hain hum
Aao ek baar mein milkar
Baaṅṭ dete hain apne jahaṅ ko
Apne apne dayaroṅ mein simaṭ kar
Apni hi banai jailon mein
Khud ko kaid kar lete hain hum
Nafrat ki Iss aag se
Ek ghera bana, usi ghere mein
Khud hi apne-aap se
Batiya kar khush ho lete hain hum
Kya zarurat hai Hume kisi aur ki
Apne aap mein hi sampurṇa hain hum
Hum hi darshak, hum hi actor
Sarvgunsampann hain hum
Roz apne aap ko uṅcha dikhane ki chah mein
Kitne hi neeche girte jaa rahe hain hum
Itne nafrat ke beej bokar
Aane wale jahaṅ ko waise bhi kya dekar jaayenge hum
Aao aaj issi waqt apne mulk ko noch nochkar
Apni sarahadeiṅ aap hi tay kar lete hain hum
Ruko, ṭhehro, sambhalo....
Thoḍa socho ek baar phir
Chahte kya hain hum
Nafrat ke phal
Ya ek haṅsta hua jahaṅ
Banana chahte hain hum....
#Self
These happy times are liked by everyone in films only. but we are loosing that equation even there too. some tragic ending offbeat cinema is on roll.
ReplyDeletegood thoughts are polluted and a huge giant filter is needed.
Poem : nailed it perfectly