कुछ ख्वाब सहमे सिमटे थे, मदरसे की चार दीवारों में,
हज़ारों हसरते जमी हुई थी, हर एक ऊँचे मीनारों में,
शुकून का एहसास सा था, मुकम्मल सपनो के नजारों में,
खड़ी उस मोड़ पे मतवाली जिंदगी, नए सफ़र के नए किनारों में,
तूफ़ान था दिल में उमंगो का, बेकरार थी साँसे नए सफ़र को,
तैयार होके निकल पड़ा था, राही गले लगाने इस भंवर को,
परवाह नहीं थी तकलीफों की, चीरते जाना था गहरे समंदर को,
खड़ी उस मोड़ पे निराली जिंदगी, इंतज़ार में फिर एक नए असर को!
The day Table Tennis died
3 years ago
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Wonderful words, such a clear explanation of depth of life, its circumstances and man's attitude. Not everyone faces life with this attitude. I feel inspired to read these words.
PS - Great command over urdu man!
wah wah ! That's some lovely Urdu. Write more in Hindi Vishal - its so refreshing to read nice posts in Hindi ; even though I'll struggle with words when you meander into classical Urdu !
@ KC - Nice to see you in this space, Kapil! Thanks for the lovely words. The spiritual series on your blog is wonderful, please write more.
Perhaps, everyone goes through these experiences at some point of time. Just thought to go back few years and cherish the beautiful experiences through a post.
@ Ramesh - Thanks for the kind words. I am completely humbled. Yes, I am fond of urdu language but never had a chance to learn or study it. Whatever I learned is from reading few stuffs here and there. And I am sure that my range is limited enough to be within your radar :-)
Will further extend this poem soon... :-)
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