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tum log yahan baiThe ho

tum log yahan is liye baiThe ho ki

jo tum mein se yahan nahin hai

use wahan se uTha diya gaya hai

tum mein se koi portugal nahin gaya

lekin tumhaare darmiyan mez aur kursiyan hain

jo duniya tum ko dikhane ke liye kafi hai

is se baDh kar bhi koi dukh hoga

jitna sochoge bhulte jaoge

masla

mausiqi ya aurten aur aab-o-hawa bachche

aKHbar ya ghizaon ke nam

yahan tak ki nind aa jati hai

ya wo ek buDha jis ke panw

maidanon mein chalte chalte KHatm hue

us ki fasl us ke purane chehre ko

gali de us par phenk di gai

nariyal ka bana hua huqqa bhi aur us mein jo jala hua pani hota hai wo bhi tum log

us kamre mein aa gae

tumhaare samne mez par ashtray mein abhi abhi jabki mulk ki ghaDiyon mein raat ke 9 baj rahe hain

ek cigarette ka jalta hua filter KHatm ho raha hai

main tum sab ke bare mein bahut kuchh kahna chahta hun kuchh bahut zaruri bhed hain

lekin agar kah dun to bahut bura hoga

tumhaari gardanen mujhe insani shakl mein dikhai nahin detin

ye gardanen jism ka filter hain

jism tafsilat mein jal gae ab filter jal rahe hain

ye main nahin bataunga ki tumhein kis ne jala jala ke piya

mazhab ne is jism mein tumhaare is kamre mein jaise an-ginat kamre banae aur har kamra aag

jalae rakhne ki tarkib batai

main tum mein se ek tha tumhaare darmiyan musibat mein KHuda ka nam suna tha

karoDon bhikariyon ke dilon ko sameT kar roTi ka ek sukha TukDa mangne ke liye use pukara

kitabon mein sachchai ke do lafz paDhne ke liye miTTi ke tel ki Dheriyan chaar-paiyon par ulaT din

meri gharibi ke yaadgar gudDe aur bistar jal gae

zamin par itne kankar patthar inTen bajri aur baalu ke zarre bhi nahin hoge

jitni meri raTi hui duaen

ki auraton aur jaanwaron se chhuTkara mil jae

baat ye ki main khul kar rona chahta tha

itna ki tumhaari aabaadiyon mein bazaron ke hujum bhi nahin hoge aur laDkon ki galiyan jo nange pagalon ke pichhe dauDti hain

suno main use apne Dhang se chahta tha

itna ki ek arab nekiyon se bhare hue aspatal bhi kafi nahin

are main jo KHuda mangta hun wo tum dete nahin

aag jalane ki tarkib to main nahin jaanta

main tum se kahta hun mujhe jalao ya meri nabaatat jalao main jalunga aur jalunga

kaam karunga aur kaam karunga

suno kaam karne ke liye ek aisi zindagi chahiye ki main tum sab ko bila-wajh marne se rok sakun

zindagi ka kaam kabhi rukta nahin

har-chand ki

buri bhiD ke zamana mein achchhi kitaben likhne paDhne ke mazbut saman nayab ho jate hain

daulat baDe style se ishtihaari sukun banTti hai

microphone ya bap aur uniwersitiyon mein jab professor eazaz ki suliyon par KHush-gawar dikhai dete hain

dawaen ya maen bahnen

tab baDa ghalat andhera hota hai ghalat beTe aur bhai

jinhen bina-qimat liye agar tum chhu lo to kaghaz tumhein pakaD lenge

kaghaz tumhein mar Dalenge

yahi kaghaz jin se tumhaare liye dhoke aur mustaqbil banate hain

chalo is bhiD se niklo

zindagi ka kaam kabhi rukta nahin

pas aao

main tumhaari jebon ke jhuT se aaj tak Dara nahin hun

un mein rakhe hue paise nikal lunga

paise mat chhupao pas aao

ye main jaanta hun ki tumhaari biwiyan tumhaari maut ke agnet hain

tumhaare beTe aur bhai mujh se nafrat karte hain

main tumhaare gharon ke Dare hue band darwazon par dastak deta hun aur tum aur tumhaare log

andar se chillate hain ki tum nahin ho

main tumhein marne se kyun rokun har-chand ki rok sakta hun

maut kisi ko marne ke liye aasman se nahin utarti

maut is liye hai ki tum ne use aasman man liya

zamin tumhein jagne ke liye di gai tum ne use mayus kiya

maut zamin ki mayusi par aaj tak KHush hai

aur tumhaare KHwabon mein chalne ki aazadi hai

tambaku afim aur bhang ke paude aaj tak KHush hain ki wo tumhaari mari hui maon ki mamta hain

tumhaari bahut si bimariyan tumhaare jism mein baDe aaram se hain

aur dawa-KHanon mein bahut si dawaen bhi baDe aaram se hain

main tumhein marne se kaise rokun

han tum mujhe jine se rokte ho

main tum se kahta hun ki tumhaare chhoDe hue maidanon ki hawaon ke jhonke jab tumhaari khiDkiyon mein aa rahe hon to

khiDkiyan mat band karo

baat ye hai ki tumhaara jama kiya hua asasa tumhaare jism ke ek mamuli roen tak ko nahin chamka sakta

tumhaare jama kiye hue ghalat andheron par jab suraj chamakta hai

to tum us se uktate ho

tum mujhe bolne se rokte ho

main kahta hun tumhaare ye makan tumhaari aane wali qabron se muKHtalif nahin

tum bainal-aqwami bichchhuon se ziyaada chaalak nahin

tum duniya ki baDi kitabon se ziyaada gambhir nahin ho

jab tak main tum se apne safar ka sara saman chhin nahin lunga tum se iKHtilaf karunga

tumhein marne se rokunga