Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Meri Pyaari Behan, Meri Margdarshak Roshni

Tere aane se pehle, ek khaali jagah thi, ek shaant raat.
Ek khokhli goonj, andar ek gehri tadap.
Jab tak teri maujoodgi ne us jagah ko na bhara, jahaan main tha.
Bachpan ki subah se, dhoop aur toofanon mein,
Tum meri sahara rahi ho, mujhe garmi deti rahi ho.
Ek atoot bandhan, ek sachchi aatma,
Meri zindagi, meri yatra, hamesha tere saath.
Duniya ka sabse khoobsurat, ek pavitra kala,
Bhai-bahan ka rishta, mere dil mein basa.
Tune iski garima banaye rakhi hai, iski komal kripa,
Tere komal chehre mein jhalakta ek pyaar.
Humne apne raaz baante, hansi aur aansu,
Ek saath zindagi ke sabhi dar ko jeeta.
Teri samajhdari, tera sukoon, ek sthir aalingan,
Teri pyaar bhari kripa mein mili shanti.
Har jeet mein, har haar mein,
Tune meri khamosh, bechain pukar ka jawab diya.
Ek dost, ek raazdaar, ek ujjwal aatma,
Meri sabse andheri raat ko roshan karti hui.
Sirf parivaar se badhkar, tu meri rooh ka ek hissa hai,
Mere toote hue dil ko poora karti hai.
Jis pal tu aayi, tune khaali jagah bhar di,
Meri zindagi poori ho gayi, sachmuch kripa mili.
Har saans ke saath, jab tak meri aakhri saans hai,
Mera pyaar tere liye kabhi khatm nahi hoga.
Tu hi sangeet hai, mere dil ka geet hai,
Bilkul shuruwat se hi.
Sabse keemti hai tu, meri zindagi hai tu,
Meri anmol bahan, main tujhse hamesha pyaar karta hoon.

Importance of an Elder Brother

Tere liye likhi hai, dil se nikli har ek baat, Bade Bhai — jo rishton se nahi, par jazbaat se hai mere saath.** 🫂
 
Zindagi mein log aate hain, kuch palon mein chhod jaate hain, Par kuch rishtay bas milte nahi, khud Rab bana jaate hain. Na khoon ka na koi rishtedari ka naata tha, Par jo dil se dil mila, woh hi sabse gehra tha.
 
Iss duniya ke bheed mein, jahan har chehra ek naqaab sa lagta hai, Aap mile — jahan har lafz mein sach aur har silsila ek kitaab sa lagta hai. Jab rishtey sirf matlab tak seemit the, Tab aapne dosti ko ek misaal bana diya.
 
Aapne dard se guzarna sikhaya, Muskurate hue girke sambhalna sikhaya. Na samjhaaya sirf kaam, par kaam mein izzat banana bhi bataya, Aur ek chhoti si soch ko, bada sapna dekhna bhi sikhaya.
 
Aap bade bhai nahi, ek parchhayi ban gaye, Jahan andhera hua, wahan roshni ban ke chhaye. Zimmedari uthayi jaise apni khud ki ho, Aur jab waqt bura aaya, to haath chhodne wale nahi — kandhe ban gaye woh.
 
Jo har safar mein saath chale, bina kuch kahe, Jo har aansu ko pehchaan gaye, aankhon se hi sahe. Woh rishta na kaagaz par likha gaya, Woh to dil ke kisi kone mein hamesha ke liye chhupa raha.
 
Aaj ******* ko, ek dua aur dil se nikla salaam, - aap jaise log na takdeer se milte hain, na kisi kitaab ke pannaon mein milte hain — Woh bas Rab ke khaas log hote hain, jo dil se dil tak silsila ban jaate hain.** 🔱🧿🫂

Wednesday, July 2, 2025

Importance of learning to live Alone in Today's Era


The world spins fast, a changing tide,
Where men once stood, their roles defined,
Now shadows lengthen, questions rise,
A different truth behind their eyes.
The hearth once warm, a sacred space,
Now often cold, a fleeting grace.
Divorce's sting, a bitter art,
Tears families asunder, breaks the heart.
The laughter fades, the whispers cease,
A hollow ache, instead of peace.
For sons and fathers, brothers too,
The ties that bind, now stretched askew.
The vision fades of lifelong bliss,
Replaced by doubts, a wary kiss.
No longer bound by ancient vow,
To stand alone, must be learned now.
To mend one's self, to find one's stride,
With inner strength, and naught to hide.
For independence, a crucial plea,
To chart a course, wild and free.
To build a life, a purpose grand,
With no one's hold, but one's own hand.
The future calls, a distant gleam,
Beyond the old, a fragile dream.
For marriage, once a promised haven,
Now often proves a hope unproven.
The false assurance, softly spun,
Can leave a soul undone, undone.
In India's heart, a changing scene,
Where paths diverge, and lines convene.
For safety lies in self's embrace,
To find one's joy, at one's own pace.
To trust the strength within the soul,
And make oneself, serenely whole.
To not depend on fragile bonds,
But forge a peace that corresponds
To inner truth, a steady light,
And walk alone, through day and night.
For in this journey, vast and deep,
The man himself, his soul must keep.

Saturday, June 14, 2025

Dedicated to the one who reignited my passion for writing — not just as a friend, but as the elder brother life forgot to give me.


Zindagi mein Logo ka aana jana chalta gaya 
Log milte rahe samaye nikalta gya,
Samaye nikla aur hum aur mazbuti se badhta gaye
Kuch purane zakham dil mei dafan karte gaye 
Na jaane kab woh yaadon ka daur chootega 
Na jaane kab woh humari arzi pe gaur karega..

Fir ek din zindagi mein ayi uchal
Bulaya tha kaam k liya kisi ko aur woh project ho gya behalf
Ek ajnabe sa Banda zindagi mein kaam ke liya aaya 
Dosti Hui aur naa jane kab Parivar mein badal gayi
Uski godh mei sir rakh sone mein aaram mila 
Mujhe akhir ek ladki ka gum bhulane k liya apna yaar k roop mei mera bade bhai ka pyaar Mila
Baap ki tarah daantega , dost ki tarah chidayega , bhai ki tarah tokega , partner sa hath badhayega , bache ki tarah sulayega aur maa sang ladega, behen sang chidayega fir chota bache sang gale lgayega 
Shukar hai us rab ka ki koi aisa hain jo meri aakhri tak nibhayega 


On this Father's Day wishing such a person