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Memories By Pushpa Devi Published by Pushpa Devi at Smashwords Copyright 2011 Pushpa Devi

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Maa ki pribhasha

Maa ki pribhasha puchhe to, Pyar me batlati hun. Maa ka aanchal puchhe to, Aakash me dikhlati hun, Maa ki sahansheelta puchhe to, Dharti me batlati hun. Maa ki veerta koi puchhe to,

Raani Jhansi me batlati hun. Maa ki loriyan koi puchhe to, Taare me ginvati hun, Maa ka tyag koi puchhe to, Byaan nahi kar paati hun. Bhagban ke bare me puchhe to, Maa ka chehra dikhlati hun.

Rishte Kuchh rishton ka koi naam nahi hota, Unki koi manzil koi anzam nahi hota. Kuchh na kuchh to hoti hai majburi, Varna sccha pyaar kabhi nakam nahi hota. Kya kahe sile huye hothon se hum, Jab dil me koi paigam nahi hota. Khilono sa dil todta hai koi, Aksar kodiyon ke bhav bikati hai zindagi Fir bhi iska koi dam nahi hota, Doobe to vo bhi rahte hai ek sarur me Hathon me jinake koi zam nahi hota, Nsha tutata hai jab sarur ka, Tab siba rone ke koi kam nahi hota.

Jaruri to nahi

Kya pta uski koi majburi ho, Usko bevfa hi kahen, yeh jaruri to nahi.

Pyaar kisi se bhi ho sakta hai, Use mere saath hi ho, yeh jaruri to nahi.

Pyasa kahin se bhi paani pee sakta hai, Vah ek hi kuyen se peeye, yeh jaruri to nahi. Sapne dekhta hai har insaan jahan, Lekin har sapna sakar ho, yeh bhi jaruri to nahi.

Duniya jhooth aur bevfayi se bhari hai. Par har aadami ka zameer bik jaye,

yeh jaruri to nahi.

Vyakti kisi ki nazaron me bhi gir sakta hai, Usane thokar khayi ho, Yeh bhi jaruri to nahi.

Nasha uski aankhon me bhi ho saktahai, Dosh shrab ko hi den, Yeh jaruri hi to nahi.

Kayi bar hum kanton se bach jaate hai, Komal phoolon se bach jayen, Yeh jaruri to nahi.

Yeh mera ya kisi ka bhi dil ho sakta hai, Aankhon ka nam na hona, Yeh jaruri to nahi.

Aansu Agar yaad kisi ki aaye to, Shabnam banke nikal aate hai. Tut jaye rishta to, Barsaat banker fisal jaate hai. Mile bahut der baad to, Pyaar banke umad aate hai. Agar bichhud jaye apna koi, To dukh se chhalak jate hai, Chot khaye agar jism to, Dard ke sang bah jate hai. Inhin me pyaas, inhin me dard, Khamoshi se dukhda sunate hai. Smaye nahin hota inke aane ka koi, Bina bulaye hi ye aa jate hai.

Keemat nahi laga sakta koi inki, yeh aansu to khuda ko jhuka dete hai.

Aadat

Dil ka dard dil me dbane ki aadat ho gayi hai, Dil ki baat kisi ko na btane ki aadat ho gayi hai, Har gam ko is dil me chhupane ki aadat ho gayi hai, Mat puchhna mere muskarane ka raaz, Mahfilon me muskrane ki aadat ho gayi hai. Mat puchhna kyon roshan rahte hai, Ab to dil jlane ki aadat ho gayi hai. Pathar ban gaye hain, Ab to dil pe var khane ki aadat ho gayi hai. Gam bhulane hon to, naya kuchh kar lete hai, Humein to gam peene ki aadat ban gayi hai. Kaun samjhega humein, Humein to is dil ko samjhane ki aadat ho gayi hai. Jaante hai bada mushkil hai jindagi jeena par, Ab to is dil bahlaane ki aadat ho gayi hai. Kahan tak bachoge dil ki choton se, Dil dukhna is jamane ki aadat ho gayi hai.

Tanhayi Maine khud ko tanhayi me tadpate dekha hai, Ta umar ek khushi ke liye, khud ko tarsate dekha hai. Aksar hoti hai barsat saavan me, Magr maine har pal, Apani aankhon se savan barsate dekha hai. Shaman jaise jlati hai parvane ko, Usi tarah maine khud ko, Teri yaadon me jalte dekha hai. Khamosh hote huye, Maine khood ko, Tanhayi me baatein karte dekha hai. Kahate hai ki waqt kabhi rukta nahi, Maine teri yaadon me doobe huye, Waqt ko thamate huye dekha hai. Mohabbat hai jannat, Maine paak mohabbat ko, Jannat se jahnum banate dekha hai,

Sabse buri hai judayi, Tere intzaar me, Maine khood ko jeete ji marte dekha hai.

Masoom sa bachpan Ek din dekha tha maine bachpan Uski aankhon me gahrayi thi…

Aankhon me dard liye usane, Apani hatheli meri or badayi thi,

Uski aankhon me koi sapna tha, Jo uska apna tha.

Bhar us par tha abhavon ka, Dil sahma, dard tha dbabon ka.

Arth na jane mandir masjid ka, Chalta hi jaye bina ruke tufaanon sa.

Dhokhe ke rang

Dhokhe ke saat rang Duniyan ke saat rang Rishton ke saat rang Nahi jaanti main kuchh bhi Shayad nazaron ka dhokha hai Isi dhokhe se fanse hai Neta kursi me, Duniyan sapnon me Bhookhe roti me Deewane roop me Har koi apani marzi se Baandh leta hai dhokhe ko Khyal ke naam se Aaurat aaj tak zinda rahi hai Pati shabd dhokhe se Dhokhe ke saat rang Ya hai aneko rang

Har rang ki apni maya Har maya ka apna jaal Aur har jaal me fansa insaan Khud ko khud se chhudane ke liye Chhatpta rha insaan Apne hi khyalon me bhatkta huya.