FEELING OF THE YEAR
ye muskurahat anmol hai......
me chalte-chalte hi muskurati jati hu,or chir har us andhere badal ko,
ek or badi khushi pa jati hu,me or jayda khilkhila uthti hu.....
na jane ye kaunsi khushi hai,jo mera saath hamesha rahti hai,
main har us andhere badal ke saath bi khush rahti hu,
or uske chante hi us se bi badi khushi mere daaman me aa girti hai.....
meri muskan roke nahi rukti hai,
or mujhe itna akele muskurate chalte dekh,
mere aas-pass sab muskura uthte hai,
tab ye muskurahat or badi hoti jati hai....
me khush hu or aabhari hu uski jisne mujhe sab diya.....
me jiski bi chahat karti hu vo khushi mujhse milne ko aatur ho
mere piche pad jati hai,
ant chahe kuch bi ho,
per har bura ant bi mujhe or badi khushi de jaata hai.....
me aage nikal deti hu har us samay se,
per mera ye muskurata chehra kabi bi kuch piche nahi chodta hai,
mujhe motiyon ki tarah khushiyaan chunani aati hai,
me har us bure samay se kuch pyari yaaden sanjoy jati hu....
jo har pal mujhe hansati rahti h or me un hansi palon ko gungunati rahti hu.....
jo bi bura hua,vo mujhe muskurana sikha jata hai,
mere bujhe dil ko phir se jinda banaa jaata hai,
me samjh gayi hu, kuch bi isthir nahi,
kuch bi kabi bi badal sakta hai or khatam ho sakta hai,
isliye me muskurati rahti hu....
me aabhari hu us bure ki to kabi us acche ki bi jisne mujhe us samay me tham liya tha....
me aabhari hu us ishwar ki jisne mujhe har chaht chanbhar hi sahi,
per sab diya....
or na jane mujhe kya mil gaya hai,
ye muskurahat hai ki rukti hi nahi....:-))
