(1)Tasveer
Tasveeron ki aik takat hoti hai..
Us aik pal ke liye tumhara waqt aur wajood qaid kar leti hai..
Qaid kar leti hai wo har ehsaas jo us waqt tumhari aakhon me sapne dekh raha ho..
Ya wo ehsaas jo jeene ki chah liye andar hi andar mar raha ho..
Maano jaise waqt tham sa jaata hai un tasveeron me kahi..
Hum sochte hai aksar ke kaash hum zindagi bhar ruk jae yahi..
Aksar kuch palon ko hum kass kar apne haaton me jakadna chahte hai..
Wo humarey ho na ho par hum usey pakad ke rakhna chahte hai..
Wo kuch pal tasveer me qaid hote toh hai,
Par narm reyt ki tarah haaton se phisal jaate hai..
Kuch yu hi phisal gaya wo waqt jo ab kuch tasveeron me qaid hai kahi..
Kuch yaadien,saath bitaye wo kuch pal,
Sab kuch hai us tasveer me..bus hum nahi..
Tasveeron ki aik takat hoti hai,
Tumhare beetey hue kal ko tumhare aaj ke saamne laa kar khada kar deti hai..
Us tasveer me mai apne aapko hi pehchaan nai paa rahi thi..
Wo masoomiyat,
Un chotisi aakhon me kuch badey badey sapne ab mujhe nazar nahi aa rahe the..
Baar baar us tasveer me mai khudko dekh kar bus aik hi sawaal puch rahi thi..
Kaun ho tum?
Tasveer ki aik takat hoti hai,
Wo misaal bhi kamaal ki de jaati hai..
Usme baste wo log toh badal jaate hai
Par un badalte logon ki aakhon ka pyar wo qaid kar jaati hai..
Badal jaata hai
Waqt,Pyaar,Insaan,Taqdeer,
Wafadaar toh bus do hi hai,
Yaadien aur Tasveer!
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