Us shaam,
ek dusre ke saath the,
baatein kar rahe the,
kuch nayi,kuch purani,
kuch apni,kuch begani,
koi sawal apne se us ehsaas par nhi tha,
umeed bhi ek dusre se koi nhi thi,
tamanna kuch pane ki bhi nhi thi,
khamoshi ne sab jawab de diye the,
anjaan aane vaale un palo se bhi nhi the,
jiska dar na jane kab se tha
phir bhi bahut kuch tha
jo dil mein tha,
jo kahin khamosh tha
jo hum bol nhi rahe the,
jo kahin kahtam ho raha tha
jo hum rok nhi skate the,
jo jawab to nhi chhahta tha phir bhi,
jo kahin sawal kar raha tha
jo jeena chhahta tha
sach aur,
vo dar jeet hi gaya
vo pal chale hi gaye
aur hum alag bhi ho hi gaye
sach kahun toh aaj
vo khamoshi ,vo sawal,
vo chhaht,vo ehsaas
vo khayal,
vo har baat nhi hai
vo sab kuch nhi hai
aur ho bhi nhi sakta
mein hamesha sab kuch bulne ka dava jo karti hun
yahan tak ki aaj kahin lagta hai
ki shayad tujhe bhi......
jab mein sab kuch bhul gayi hun
aur jab ab sab kuch chala bhi gaya hai
toh phir kyu??kyu mein??
kyu,aaj bhi nhi bhuli vo shaam??
(is kavita par toh ek sher mein hi likhna chhahti hun "Mohabbat ke saare bandhan tode hen jab se mein ne,ye zindagi meri asaan ho gayi hai,saanso mein bas gayi hai yun bewafai uski ya shayad apni hi,jese zindagi par ehsaan ho gayi hai")
