Category: Hindi

Mother tongue is called so because it captures emotion as real as we feel it…

Lest We Forget..

Aaj muddaton baad bhi
Iss mitti me khushbu hai unke khoon ki
Iss desh ke har zarre me
Amar kahaani hai unke junoon ki

Woh faansi nahi
Unke sapne ki parwaz thi
Jo khud khaamoshi ki aagosh me jaakar
Sampoorn bharat ko jaga gai woh awaaz thi

Iss tirange mein sadev racha basa rahega
Ye rang unki shahadat ka
Har azaad peedhi ki rag rag me bahega
Fakr se , kalaam unki bagawat ka

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Written by : Sidhanta Kumar Mishra (the chupa rustam writer)

Dosti mausam nahi ki apni muddat poori kare aur rukhsat ho jaye
Dosti sawan nahi ki toot ke barse aur tham jaye
Dosti aag nahi ki sulagti rahe raat bhar aur subah rakh ho jaaye
Dosti sitara nahi ki raat mein chamke aur fir subah ko kho jaye
Dosti phool nahi ki subah khile aur shaam talak murjha jaaye
Dosti to saans hain jo chale to samjho hai zindagi abhi baaki
Jo silsila saans ka toot jaaye toh kuchh bhi nahi baaki.

In the memory of the martyrs of Pathankot…

 

Aaj bhi yaad hai jab tune peeche mudkar haath hilaya tha

Wapas aunga kehkar, mujhe sindoor lagaya tha

Aur main toh ek fauji ki suhagan thi

Toh mere aansuon ne bhi chupkar mera sath nibhaya tha

 

Teri khusbhu samet li thi maine har dibbi har martabaan mein

Aur main bhi tere saath utri thi yahan, jung ke maidan mein

Phir tera tharrta hua shav ,tirange mein lipt kar aya

Toh siskiyan thi har aarti mein, aur dard har azaan mein

 

Teri shahadat ne mere aansuon  ko majboor kar dia

Unke behne ko unka kusoor kar dia

Tere ek rang ko phir maine bhi baant lia

Uss safed rang ko odhkar use bhi suhagan kar dia

 

Bas kuch din mujhe sambhalne de, mujhe shok manane de

Apne chanchal se mann ko shiddat se samjhaane de

Main ek fauji ki widhwa hun

Phir khadi hojaungi, bas teri yeh wardi sawar jaane de

 

Kalam(II)

Na sharm na haya hai ise
Na darr talwaar baarood ka
Itehaas ke har ikk panne pe
Pramaan hai iske wajood ka

Na kisi sarhad ki parwah hai ise
Na kisi mazhab se parhez
Ye bebaak manmauji hai
Ye hai bedhadak rangrez

Isi ki syaahi mein ghul gaye
Samast kaaynaath ke raaz
Jaane kito ko ajar amar kar gaye
Iss kalam se likhe alfaaz..

Kadar na zamaane ne humaari ki

Parwah na humne zamaane ki

Rayis toh woh log hain jinhone pyar hai kamaya

Paisa bhi kya koi cheez hai kamaane ki?

Kisi se toh yun pyar karo

Ki uski khaamiyon par bhi aitbaar karo

Kisi ke sath toh aise chalo

Ki uske sath ugo, uske sath dhalo