" Wo january ki sard raat"

Lekar baitha hu aaj me kaagaz aur ye kalam ..
"aur dil dhadak raha hai"..

le li hai haath me fir wahi botal...
"aur dil behak raha hai"..

Zikra chhed raha hu january ki us sard raat ka ..
"aur dil machal raha hai"

Chupke chupke chhat par unki khada tha me ek shawl lapete ..
thi sard hawa, thi sard fiza..
par garam tha jism jaise agan lapete...

kab aayenge wo bhi chhat par.
yahi soch soch muskaata tha ..
har halki c aahat pe bhi ...
unhi ka khayal aata tha...

"halaat bade naazuk the yaaraon ..
zara thehro ..khud ko sambhaal lu yaaron"..

bin piye jaise behak raha tha me ..
sard hawaon se nahi , unki saanso ki garmi se kapkapa raha tha me..

Pass bithaya apne unko ..
haal bataya apna unko ..
Kal raat jo dekha khwaab tha mene ..
seene se laga kar sunaya unko ..

wo hass diye ,bole.."kareeb aao mere"

aankho ko chooma , bole .. "ab door na jane mujhse"

gaalon ko chooma , bole ..
"har lamha intezaar kiya karti hoon, bin tere mar mar ke jiya karti hoon"..

adhkhule hoto ko chooma, bole ..
"khwaab nahi hakikat hai ye ..
haan me tumse shiddat se mohobbat karti hoon"..

wo nasha na jaane kaisa tha mujhpar ..
wo thakan na jaane kaisi c thi ...
ek junoon tha mohobbat me fana hone ka ..
ek sukoon tha pal bhar ke liye zamaane se juda hone ka..

raat guzar rahi thi .. savere ka paigaam aaya tha ..
ab me samajh gaya tha me , juda hone ka wakt aaya tha ..
ruksat lene ko na hum kahen ,na wo kahen..ek sannaata sa chaaya tha ..
Dekha jo gaur se aankho me unki..
ek bheega sa moti nazar aaya tha ..

wo raat na jaane kyun choti lagi mujhko ..
wo subah na jane kyu khoti lagi mujhko ..
 pehlu se nikal kar unke ..apne des jana tha mujhko ..
magar unke bina .. des mera..Pardes sa nazar aaya mujhko ...........