Mohalla

uss mohalle mai ek ghar mera bhi tha...

han wahi ...

jhaan choti choti galiya apne aap mai simati hui padi hai.

wo chajjo se muh chipkaye khade hai bijli ke khambey.

jab dhoop aangan mai simatne lagti...

or shaam ki chadar bhadne lagti

nanhe kadam ghar se nikalne ko machal padte.

jab  nange paon sara angan naap diya karte they

or raat hote he ma se khane ki zidd kiya  karte they.

ab ghar bade magar log chote padte ja rahe hai..

whan pakke makaan nahi they

or yha imaan nahi hai.

 Un mohallo mein sheher dil ke apne he mohalle they

jha baat ek gali ki hoti or gali gali jati thi.

wha dur ki fufi ki beti ki shadi mai pura mohalla sajaya jata..

nach gane khub manoranjan kiya jata...

jab dholak ki taal pe khat pe bethi dadi bhi nach uthti..

jaise jindangi ne phir jeene ki wjha de ho..

dard ko khushi ka thenga dikhaya krte 

or ek he dhun pe sab thirak jaya karte

 

whan khushi or ghum mai sabka brabar ka hissa tha,

sophistication ke naam par juthi hassi koi nahi hasta tha.

raat ko roti se chand chipaya karte they.

keh kar jaadu sab ko dikhaya karte they.

sapno ko bandhishein nahi they

kache aatey ki chidiya udaya karte they.

takiya mai pariyo ko chupatey

or chandni ki chadar odh kar so jate.

wo dosto ki man ghadant kahinya.

jante they juthi magar sach maan liya karte .

wo kachi umar k pakke wade...phat se bandh lete

un kache makono ki bohut si pakki yadein hai

kuch dhundlayi kuch uljhi hui

kuch mirchi si tekhi, kuch jalebi si meethi.

jo jgha aaj down market kehlati hai

wha kabhi mere sapno ka mehal tha

kunki uss mohalle mai mera bhi ghar tha.