Chaar Log
Paida hua jab wo masoom, khushi se roya tha.
Ghar walon ne darr ka pehla beej tabhi boya tha.
"Chup ho ja, rona band kar, warna kya kahenge?"
Pehli saans par bhi pehre unhi ke rahenge.
Thoda bada hua toh sapno ki ek patang udaai,
Kaha mujhe rang pasand hain, nahi karni padhai.
Ghar wale bole "Duniya hasegi, thukenge hum par."
Khwahishein dum tod gayi, jeet gaya fir se wahi darr.
Dil ne kisi ko chuna, toh zameer par vaar hua,
"Jaat alag hai, samaj alag hai," yahi hahakar hua.
"Naak katwa di humari, unhe kya muh dikhayenge?"
Zindagi kisi aur ki thi, par faisle wahi sunayenge.
Jeet ka paimana bhi unka, haar ka tol bhi unka,
Har na-kamiyabi par chubha hua har ek bol bhi unka.
Wo thak gaya, akela hua, avsaad ke us andhere mein.
Kisi ne hath nahi thama us ghutan ke savere mein.
Ek din thak kar usne maut ko gale se laga liya,
Un "chaar logon" ke darr se khud ko mita diya.
Tab shor hua, darwaza tuta, bheed ikatthi ho gayi,
Wahi samaj, wahi rishtedar, wahi duniya maatam pr baith gayi.
Aakhirkar wo chaar log aaye, jinka poori zindagi darr tha,
Kandhe par uthaya use, jiska aakhri safar tha.
Par afsos... wahan bhi unka gila khatam nahi hua.
Murde par bhi taane the, koi dhang ka rona nahi hua.
Aapas mein phusphusaye "Ladka ziddi tha, ajeeb tha,"
"Maa-baap ka naam duba gaya, kaisa iska naseeb tha."
Zinda tha toh chain se jeene ki mohlat tak na di,
Aur marne ke baad bhi unki zubaan band na hui.
Arey gairat bech kar khane waale wo chaar log the,
Zindagi tabah karne waale, wo Chutiye chaar log the.