Safar Ka Waqt
Poet: Jaun Elia By: Umair Khan, Karachitumhari yaad mire dil ka daagh hai lekin
 
 safar ke vaqt to be-tarah yaad aati ho
 
 baras baras ki ho aadat ka jab hisab to phir
 
 bahut satati ho janam bahut satati ho
 
 main bhuul jaun magar kaise bhuul jaun bhala
 
 azab-e-jan ki haqiqat ka apni afsana
 
 mire safar ke vo lamhe tumhari pur-hali
 
 vo baat baat mujhe baar baar samjhana
 
 ye panch kurte hain dekho ye panch pajame
 
 dale hue hain qamar-band in men aur dekho
 
 ye shave-box hai aur ye hai old spice
 
 nahin huzur ki jhonjal ka ab koi baais
 
 ye diary hai aur is men pate hain aur number
 
 ise khayal se bakse ki jeb men rakhna
 
 hai arz ”hazrat-e-ghaeb-dimagh” bandi ki
 
 ki apne aib ki halat ko ghaib men rakhna
 
 ye tiin coat hain patlun hain ye taiyan hain
 
 bandhi hui hain ye sab tum ko kuchh nahin karna
 
 ye william hai ‘ontal’ hai aur ‘tarpati-nal’
 
 tum in ke saath miri jaan drink se darna
 
 bahut ziyada na piina ki kuchh na yaad aae
 
 jo lucknow men hua tha vo ab dobara na ho
 
 ho tum sukhan ki ana aur tamkanat janam
 
 mazaq ka kisi ‘insha’ ko tum se yaara na ho
 
 vo ‘jaun’ jo nazar aata hai us ka zikr nahin
 
 tum apne ‘jaun’ ka jo tum men hai bharam rakhna
 
 ajiib baat hai jo tum se kah rahi huun main
 
 khayal mera ziyada aur apna kam rakhna
 
 ho tum bala ke baghavat-pasand talkh-kalam
 
 khud apne haq men ik azar ho gae ho tum
 
 tumhare saare sahaba ne tum ko chhod diya
 
 mujhe qalaq hai ki be-yar ho gae ho tum
 
 ye bank-kar manager ye apne technocrat
 
 koi bhi shubh nahin hain ye ek abas ka thithol
 
 main khud bhi in ko cro-magnon samajhti huun
 
 ye shandar janavar hain daftaron ka makhaul
 
 main janti huun ki tum sun nahin rahe miri baat
 
 samaj jhuut sahi phir bhi us ka paas karo
 
 hai tum ko taish hai balishtiyon ki ye duniya
 
 to phir qarine se tum un ko be-libas karo
 
 tum ek saada o barjasta aadmi thahre
 
 mizaj-e-vaqt ko tum aaj tak nahin samjhe
 
 jo chiiz sab se zaruri hai vo main bhuul gai
 
 ye passport hai is ko sambhal ke rakhna
 
 jo ye na ho to khuda bhi bashar tak aa na sake
 
 so tum shuur ka apne kamal kar rakhna
 
 miri shikast ke zakhmon ki sozish-e-javed
 
 nahin raha mire zakhmon ka ab hisab koi
 
 hai ab jo haal mira vo ajab tamasha hai
 
 mira azaab nahin ab mira azaab koi
 
 nahin koi miri manzil pe hai safar darpesh
 
 hai gard gard abas mujh ko dar-ba-dar pesh






