SWATANTRATA
By SIDDHARTH on
Zindagi apne raaz khul ke nahi batati. Woh un logon ko chhupke se inaam deti hai jo dekhne ka hunar rakhte hain. Baaki log bas waqt ke saath chal dete hain —...
Zindagi apne raaz khul ke nahi batati.
Woh un logon ko chhupke se inaam deti hai jo dekhne ka hunar rakhte hain.
Baaki log bas waqt ke saath chal dete hain — ya toh kal ke afsos mein, ya kal ke sapnon mein.
Par jo log aaj ke ek pal ko mehsoos kar lete hain,
woh samajh jaate hain ki asli sukoon ka rang kya hota hai.
Yeh rang shor mein nahi, shaanti mein milta hai.
Na kisi race jeetne mein, na kisi saboot dene mein…
Woh sukoon tab milta hai jab aap ek pal ko poore dil se jeete ho.
Jab tirange ki shaan ko dekh kar aap ke shabd khud thher jaate hain…
Zindagi ka asli sauda yahi hai — chhoti cheezon mein bade arth dhoondhna.
Aur jab yeh aadat ban jaati hai, toh aap samajh jaate ho ki sukhi hone ke liye
duniya ka sab kuch paana zaroori nahi…
bas uss ek pal ko mehsoos karna zaroori hai jo aapke dil ke andar goonjta rahe.
Aur shayad isi liye, aaj ke din — jab hum apni azaadi ka jashn mana rahe hain —
Aur yaad rahe, azaadi sirf kagaz par likhi hui ek tareekh nahi hoti,
balki ek ehsaas hota hai jo har dil me zinda rehna chahiye.
Jab desh ka har nagrik moh, swarth aur bhay ke bandhan tod deta hai…
tab hi woh sach mein azaad hota hai.*