Zindgi ka carvan bandhe usulon per tha rawaan dawaan...sab kuch aam tha....aam sa...dilon ko hamesha khaas lamhon ka intizaar hota hai...kahin zindgi usi kay naam hoti hai ,kahin yon hi zindgi tamaam hoti hai..phir bhi isi intizaar ka naam hi hai zindgi...yehi tou lutf deta hai....intizaar....khwaab taabir say zyada haseen hote hain..kyon ki taabir ki umr mukhtasar hoti hai...aur khwaab lazawaal hote hain...inka silsila kisi rukawat say nahi rukta....ye qila kisi kay aage nahi jhukta.....tou bas phir ek dil nay yehi raasta khud kay liye chun liya....jiski koii manzil nahi aisa hi ek safar usne chun liya.....bas phir kya tha...raah thi kay mili jaa rahi hai...raahi hai ke chala jaa raha hai....mod hain kay mile jaa rahe hain...saaye hain kay saath chod jaa rahe hain....
Bas aisa pehli baar hua tha..ek umr qaid kay qaidi ehsaas ko eklakht jub rihaai nasib hojaaye tab us waqt ka haal shaayed koi lafz bayaan bhi nahi kar sakta...bas yehi hua....pehli baar rooh sairaab huii thi...kuch tou aisa ghata tha...ke saarey bandh darwaaze eklakht khulte chale gaye...aur saara wajud ek lamhe may sakun paa gaya...kya yehi takmil ka taqaza tha...kya isi asudgi ka naam khushi hai...duniya ki koi khushi jis ehsaas ko sairaab na karsaki...jo ek had usey umrbhar tishna rakhti rahi...uski tishnagi us lamhe ki daryaft say sair hogaii.....Aah ! khwaab kehte hain nahi ye vo nahi....haqeeqaten muskura rahi hain ke yehi zindgi ki haqeeqat hai....
Ab koii bataaye bhi ke ehsaas kahe jub yehi lamha jahaan tu nay khud ko chua yehi teri zindgi ka pehla lamha hai...tab koi kya samjhe....koi kya soche...koi kya jaane....ab tak jo cuti vo zindgi thi ke khwaab tha....kya ye lamha un thaki thaki musafaton ka jawaab hai....kya vo khwaab mahaz khwaab they...ya ane waali zindgi ka pesh khima they....ye hikmaten insaan ko uski haqeeqaten samjhaane ke liye amal may laai jaati hain...bandh aankhon say jo nazara ho vo haqeeqat hai...khuli aankhon say aksar dil, fareb khate hain....per ye fareb dilfareb hote hain...insaan tou hamesha say husn ka shidaii hai....usne gar husn-e-haqeeqi ka nazaara karleta tou phir shaayed kahin aur uski nazar hi na uthey....ke vo lafaani hai...na uska koii saani hai....
log kehte hain zamaana badal gaya hai...log wahi hain...soch badal gaii hai...ye kyon aur kaise badal gaya hai...kis ke zehan ki upaj hai ye...ye badlau eklakht aan-e-wahid may tou zahur pazeer nahi hua hoga...is tabdili ki koi wajah tou rahi hogi...iske peeche koi sabab zarur karferma raha hoga...aakhir vo hai kya....aur is tabdili ki zarurat kyon kar pesh aai hogi...puraane waqton may basne waalon ne kya kamyaab zindgi nahi guzaari thi...beshak guzari...aur aaj bhi un doorandesh zehnon ke qaul mehfuz-e-qalam hain...dilon per raqam hone waale...anmol khazaane...tou phir aakhir ye kaisa nayapan tha jo naumd ke liye machal utha..
Ek zi faham ki soch kya kehti hai...ye insaani zehen ki irteqa ka dusra rukh tou nahi, jo aaine ka dusra rukh dikha raha hai...vo jiski khud aaine ko tauqa na thi...tabdiliyaan agar khushnuma hon dilpazeer hon tou bhali lagti hain..tabdiliyaan gar khush haali ki zaamin hon tou bhali lagti hain...tabdiliyaan aman-o-amaan ki khaatir hon tou bhali lagti hain..tabdiliyaan waqt ki maang say zyaada azaadi-e-nafs ki taraf jub maayel hone lagen tab khatarnaak saabit hoti hain..ye zahreele maadon may tabdeel hojaati hain...ye naii paud ke liye jaraaseem ban jaati hain...unki nashonuma ko keed lag sakta hai..phir is naii fasal ki nashonuma ruk sakti hai...her vo shaye jo inka baani hai saath tabaah hone lagte hain...phir kuch nahi bach paata...na soch, na zehen, na insaaniyet, na insaan....
Aisi tabdili kis kaam ki, jisme koi khushi shaamil na ho, faham-o-adraak ka koi dakhal na ho...kawwa chala hans ki chaal phir khud apni bhi bhul gaya...is taqleed say kya haasil...apni pehchaan banaaye rakhna hi kamaal hai...hans ne tou kawwe ki taqleed nahi ki...phir kawwe ko kya padi thi taqleed ki...ye ek kamzor zehen ki alamat hai ke usey apni khoobiyon per etbaar nahi tha...khuda ne her jaandaar ko bamaqsad hi dhaala....warna sab ekse hote...sab ki qismat eksi hoti...phir is jahaan aur jahaan waalon ke hone ka maqsad hi faut hojaata...yeh mohabbat ke usulon ki kahaani hai...mohabbat tawakal sikhaati hai..mohabbat mehbub ban jaati hai...mohabbat khud may dar aati hai...mohabbat khud ko mumtaaz kar jaati hai..mohabbat dil jhukaati hai..mohabbat taaqat ban jaati hai....mohabbat khaalikh ki isi etbaar per kaamil hoti hai ke usne her insaan may apni mohabbat ke rang hi bhare...unsay isi taqleed ki ummid ki....taqleed is say behter koi nahi...koi nahi...koi nahi...
