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"taiyar" poems
EK BHEED SI LAGI THI SHAYAD MAR GAYA THA KOI, ZANAZA UTHANE KO KI TAIYAR NA THA , KYONKI US MASUM KA PARIWAR NA THA, DEKHA THA MAINE USE KAI DOSTO KE SATH, SOCHA THA ZANAZA TO UTHAYENGE WE HI HATH, JAB KOI NA AAYA TO YAH AAWAZ AAYI, CHALO NIKAL CHALO KE KANHI UTHANA NA PADE, WO DOST THWE JO CHUPE SE BAHAR NIKAL PADE, KAFAN GEELA HUA AANKHO SE MURDA RO RAKA THA, MURDA KHADA HUA KAFAN ME LIPTE HUE , PANHUCHA DOSTO TAK JO JA RAHE THE SIMTE HUE, KANDHE PER RAKHA HATH TO YARO KA DIL DOLA, KAFAN HATA DIYA MURDE NE WO RO ROKAR BOLA, "MARNE PAR NA DOGE KANDHA YE DEKH SARMINDA HU, MAINE TO NATAK KIYA THA YARO ABHI TO MAIN ZINDA HU"...
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Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 9:20 AM UTC
MY FAV- MUST READ.
Kabhi Kabhi to main apne aap per Has padta hu Itna gyan prapt kar liya fir bhi pathar ki murti samne hath jod kar khada hu Kabhi Kabhi to main apne aap per has padta hu. Sau chuhe to humne bhi mare, namak dalkar bhi humne khae par jab haj per pahunche tab pata Chala ki vah sab to viarth tha. Dharm aur Bhakt ki kya yah dosti badi aanokhi hai buddhu pahla wala banata hai, dusre wala samjhata hai ki buddhu kaise banaa hai. Tu jise maine dekha nahin bus khali teri batay hi suni hay To ab tu hi bata k tuj par kesay visvas Kar Lu par tu bataee ga bhi kesay Kabhi Kabhi to main yah sochta hu ki agar tu na hota to kya hota ? Agar tu hay us Ka bhram na hota to yah pakshpath na hota, tu alag mein alag aisa mahsus na hota insan insan ke barabar hota. Maine suna hai ki har Kan mein hai tu To tere liye ye ghar banane ki itni jid kyon? Tu kya tu nahin chahta use jagah per ek bhavya vidyalay bane? Kuch dost to mere aise bhi hai ki jab ab dharm per vivad hota hai tu yah sunana nahin bhulate ki unhone yah dharm granth pada hai aur sathi sath yah bhi nahin bolate ke tu bhi yah dharm granth pad. Agar dharm granth padhne ke baad ahankar aata ** to vah granth na pado to behtar hai. Vishvaas ki kai paribhashaye hai Jaise Shaniwar ko chana, tel aur chappal Na khaya, lagaya aur kharida jata hai. Or jab poochho k kyon? To uttar aisa milta hai jis per vishvaas nahin hota. Vishvaas karo To prashn nahin, aur prashn Karo to tumko vishvaas nahin, yah kaisi andhvishwasi mayajaal hai jismein ek ke liye suraj nila hi, To dusre ke liye hara hi Aur teesra aankhen kholne ko taiyar nahin kyunki use ine donon per VISHVAAS NAHIN.
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Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 4:32 AM UTC
Vichaar Ya Vishvaas?
Kabhi Kabhi to main apne aap per Has padta hu Itna gyan prapt kar liya fir bhi pathar ki murti samne hath jod kar khada hu Kabhi Kabhi to main apne aap per has padta hu. Sau chuhe to humne bhi mare, namak dalkar bhi humne khae par jab haj per pahunche tab pata Chala ki vah sab to viarth tha. Dharm aur Bhakt ki kya yah dosti badi aanokhi hai buddhu pahla wala banata hai, dusre wala samjhata hai ki buddhu kaise banaa hai. Tu jise maine dekha nahin bus khali teri batay hi suni hay To ab tu hi bata k tuj par kesay visvas Kar Lu par tu bataee ga bhi kesay Kabhi Kabhi to main yah sochta hu ki agar tu na hota to kya hota ? Agar tu hay us Ka bhram na hota to yah pakshpath na hota, tu alag mein alag aisa mahsus na hota insan insan ke barabar hota. Maine suna hai ki har Kan mein hai tu To tere liye ye ghar banane ki itni jid kyon? Tu kya tu nahin chahta use jagah per ek bhavya vidyalay bane? Kuch dost to mere aise bhi hai ki jab ab dharm per vivad hota hai tu yah sunana nahin bhulate ki unhone yah dharm granth pada hai aur sathi sath yah bhi nahin bolate ke tu bhi yah dharm granth pad. Agar dharm granth padhne ke baad ahankar aata ** to vah granth na pado to behtar hai. Vishvaas ki kai paribhashaye hai Jaise Shaniwar ko chana, tel aur chappal Na khaya, lagaya aur kharida jata hai. Or jab poochho k kyon? To uttar aisa milta hai jis per vishvaas nahin hota. Vishvaas karo To prashn nahin, aur prashn Karo to tumko vishvaas nahin, yah kaisi andhvishwasi mayajaal hai jismein ek ke liye suraj nila hi, To dusre ke liye hara hi Aur teesra aankhen kholne ko taiyar nahin kyunki use ine donon per VISHVAAS NAHIN.
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