USKE BAAD —

 EK KHAMOSH SAFAR

Hum sab apne aap ko jaante hain…

par apni asli sachai ko accept karna humesha mushkil hota hai.

Aaj jo main hoon, usme ek shakhs ka bada hissa hai.

Shayad agar main usse kabhi na milta,

toh aaj main koi aur hi insaan hota.

Pehle main gusse se bhara rehta tha,

jaise koi aag — beqarar, pagal sa.

Uske aane se pehle, mujhe kisi cheez ka darr nahi lagta tha.

Logon ke baare mein itna sochna bhi aadat nahi thi.

Lekin usse milne ke baad sab kuch badal gaya.

Mere andar ek naya insaan paida hua —

jo zyaada sochta hai, har pal, har raat.

Aur uske jaane ke baad,

aisa laga jaise usne mujhe khali kar diya.

Mere paas kuch nahi bacha,

sirf uske saath bitaye hue pal, uski yaadein.

Woh yaadein hi mera sahara hain,

har ek din, har ek lamha jo uske saath guzara.

Aur main unhi palon ko phir se jeena chahta hoon…

shayad mumkin na ho,

lekin un yaadon mein dobara khud ko paana hi meri khwahish hai.

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✨ Note for Readers:

Yaadein hamesha dard bhi deti hain aur taqat bhi. Shayad hum unhe dobara jee na paayein, lekin unka hona hi ek naya safar shuru karta hai — ek khamosh safar, jo sirf humare andar chalta rehta hai.