ہر روز سو سو بار مرتا ہوں ۔ ۔ ۔

لوگوں کی عنایت کے بعد
چُبھتے لفظوں کی سماعت کے بعد

تیکھی نظروں کے وار کے بعد
دوستوں کے منافقانہ پیار کے بعد

اک تاریک دن ڈھلنے کے بعد
اک تاریک شام گزرنے کے بعد

امیدِ نو ٹوٹنے کے بعد
پھر تاریک دن میں اُٹھنے کے بعد

دنیا کے مکر وفریب کے
اپنی انتہا تک پہنچنے کے بعد

جہاں کا اپنے شامیانوں میں
پرسکوں محوِ نیند ہو جانے کے بعد

اندھیری تنہا رات میں خدا کے حضور
میرا سر بسجود ہو جانے کے بعد

اک دردِدل اٹھتا ہے
پھر اشکوں کا ساغر بہتا ہے

یہ زخمی دل سب کو پھر
پُر زور پکار کر کہتا ہے

ہاں میں بھی اک انسان ہوں
میری برداشت کی بھی اک حد ہے

اک اپنے کے جو مرنے پر
تم اتنا واویلا کرتے ہو

مسلسل تمہارے ظلم ڈھانے سے خیامٓ

میں تو ہر روز سو سو بار مرتا ہوں

Acceptance & Expectations

Acceptance & Expectations. . .

                                 I was just scrolling on Facebook and a video appeared shared by one of my friends. The video was quite lengthy; I just watched from the start and scrolled down. An elegant Indian Lady with affective personality sitting calm on a sofa was teaching audience about acceptance and expectations. I was not in learning mood at that moment so I did not bother to watch the whole video and did not even saved to watch later. I do not remember her name as I think the short part I watched she did not introduce her name otherwise I could have mentioned her name.

                      Later in the evening when I was passing through a place where I’m annoyed almost every day since last 4 to 5 years. That video was rewind in my mind and I started thinking about few words I listened from her that how important that lecture was to manage life. I came back home took some rest, sat down and started thinking about Acceptance and Expectations. The small portion of food of thought I took from that video I ate I started digesting. In a situation or about a situation, where other people are involved we usually have some expectations from other people. We expect people of behave in a way we want, if they behave in the same way we are okay but if they behave against our expectations we get frustrated, annoyed, angry and hurt.

                      Let me quote the same situation I stated up there. I usually pass from a place every day, sometimes multiple times in a day. A car decoration shop is in a corner of street where that street meets to main road. Cars are usually parked in front that shop on main road side but if the shop has more customers cars are being parked on entrance of that street which blocked in and out of that street. Parking is prohibited there from county Government and also it disturbs many people as that street is a busy street during day time. I get annoyed every time when it’s blocked, my time is wasted, I get frustrated and many times I told that shop keeper that why you do not understand that it is not parking area people has to pass through. Some random people also park vehicles there when they do not get parking nearby. For the years no one listened to me. I had expectations from that shop owner that he should not park cars which are coming to him for decoration or to get other services he offers there, I had expectation that when a random person will be parking his/her vehicle there he will stop him/her to park there.  I’m disappointed almost every day. That day I wanted to pass through from there and again same situation I faced that my way was being blocked. But that day I behaved differently, instead of being disappointed and frustrated over my expectations from those people I accepted the situation and people who caused that situation. I was in rush, I had some important things to do in the office, so instead of coming out of my car and yelling at that shop owner and car owner who blocked the way I just accepted that there are many reasons they cannot behave the way I expect from them. I parked my vehicle nearby and started waiting the road to be cleared. It was taking time, again instead of asking them to clear I just called driver from the office to come to that place, I gave the car key to the driver and asked him to wait until road is clear and then bring car to the office. Myself I just walked to the office as I had to rush there for important tasks to be done.

                   That in the same situation I face for years, instead of being angry when people are going against my expectations or my will. I accepted the situation and people behavior. The result was awesome. My mind was not disturbed, I remained relaxed, my energy was not being consumed by negative emotions and my time was not wasted too. I finished other tasks with positive attitude without hurting my feelings or emotions by expectations.

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جیتی ہوئی تقدیر کے ہم ہارے ہوئے دوست ۔ ۔ ۔

جیتی ہوئی تقدیر کے ہم ہارے ہوئے دوست
تیز برسات کے ہم جلائے ہوئے دوست

ہمیں مت ڈراؤ صحرا کی تپش سے
بہتی گنگا کے ہم پیاسے رہے ہوئے دوست

نہیں لگتا ہمیں ڈر اب جنگلی درندوں سے
جب انسان، انسانی خون کے پیاسے ہوئے دوست

تیز آندھی سے خوف کسے آئے گا یہاں
پودے گلشن کے بادِ صبا کے اکھاڑے ہوئے دوست

اڑ ہی جائیں گے سب پرندے اک روز
کاغذ کے پھول یہاں باغباں کے لگائے ہوئے دوست

کون بدلے گا؟ کیسے بدلے گا تقدیر خیامٓ
آنکھیں تو کھلی ہیں، ضمیر سوئے ہوئے دوست ۔ ۔ ۔

دشتِ محبت کی پیاس ۔ ۔ ۔

کچھ اس طرح بدلی ریت فراقِ یار کے بعد
عجب ہی موسمِ دل کی حالت بدلتی رہی

مٹ گئی پیاس زمین کی ہر بارش کے کے بعد
تپشِ ہجر بڑھتی رہی، جب جب برسات ہوتی رہی

رنگا رنگ پھول کھلے آغازِ بہار کے بعد
مگر خزاں گلشنِ دل میں طول پکڑتی رہی

دہکتا صحرا بھی سیراب ہوا ساون کے بعد
دشتِ محبت کی پیاس مگر بڑہتی رہی

بے حس سے ہو گئے موسموں سے ہم تیرے جانے کے بعد
نا جانے کب خیامٓ، گرمی جاتی رہی، سردی آتی رہی ۔ ۔ ۔

کچھ کلام تو کر۔ ۔ ۔

کچھ کلام تو کر چاہے برساتِ الزام ہی کر
کچھ کھیل تو کھیل    چاہے فریب ہی کر

سرے محفل چھیڑ بات ہمارے عشق کی
تعریف  نہ   سہی،    کوئی طنز     ہی کر

نا جان لے ہمارے دشمنوں کی، جلا ہی دے
نا مداح بن، سامنے انکے میرا نام ادا ہی کر

نہ    مانگ    ہمیں    ہاتھ     پھیلا   کر خدا سے
چھپ کر کسی کونے میں، عشق کی فریاد ہی کر

نا   بجا    ہمارے    پیار    کی     پیاس       ظالم
کسی پیاسے پرندے کی خاطر پانی رکھ دیا ہی کر

نا سن میری گذارشیں، نا کر پوری التجا خیامٓ
کوئی اپنی حسرت،  کوئی خواہش بیان ہی کر

Don’t Let My Life Scatter Again. . .

Her presence. . . Her presence is something very special to me. When she is with me I feel like I’m living. I’m living a life. . . I feel like a complete being. Without her I’m not even half. Because she is not my better half but fullest of mine. With her, I forget all pains and loneliness. Her presence heals me. She is more than all types of medications and above meditation. She entered in my life, rehabilitated me, cured my heart and gave me peace of mind. She is the only one who can retain my living life. That I have now. . . I always pray and beg to Almighty that please don’t take her away from me. Don’t let my life scatter again. . . Not again. . .

The Master Piece of Beauty

Down from foot nail to hair on top. . .

She is a masterpiece of beauty. . .

Her feet sound without ankle chain. . .

A pleasant sound when she takes steps towards me. . .

Her wrist smells better than a wristlet of jasmine. . .

The fragrance of her wet hair leaves behind Petrichor. . .

The shine of stars on the sky may come to measurement. . .

But the scale of her sparkling eyes will remain undiscovered. . .

The moon serves the Globe in parts. . .

But her smile enlightens the universe inside me at once. . .

بارش ہے، ٹھنڈی ہوا ہے اور حسین ہے موسم۔ ۔ ۔

بارش ہے، ٹھنڈی ہوا ہے اور حسین موسم
تم بیٹھے بھیگ رہے ہو وہاں اور یہاں اکیلے ہم
کیوں بضد ہو؟ بار بار بلاتے ہو اپنے پاس
دیکھو بہت قاتل ہے ہوا اور خراب ہے موسم
قطرہ قطرہ بارش کا لگا رہا ہے تن میں آگ
کہیں اس رومانوی موسم میں نہ رنگ جائیں ہم
کہیں یہ مدہوش کر دینے والا موسم نہ بن جائے بہانہ
لپیٹ میں آئےان شرارتی ہواؤں میں خراب نہ ہوجائیں ہم
خاموش کیوں ہو گئے؟ کچھ تو بات کرو اب
مدہوشی میں نہ مل جائیں آنکھیں کہیں اور نہ گم ہو جائیں ہم
نا ہو ختم شرم و حیا، نا گریں اپنی ہی نظروں میں ہم
سنو خیامٓ! فون بند کرو، اپنے اپنے گھر ہی سو جائیں ہم

A Walk in Moonlight. . .

From Cold Moon to Wolf Moon, From Wolf Moon to Snow Moon . . .
From Drizzling Evening of December to Foggy Night of January to Combo Midnight of February. . .
An every night walk together in Purple Streetlight. . .
Holding hands so softly but with bonding tight. . .
Breathing out cold smoke behaving like a child. . .
Exchanging between Ice-cream after every bite. . .
Hours of stepping together in freezing temperature. . .
Warmth you’ll get more from your Love Knight. . .
In pin drop silence expressions will give million words,
Lips will be quiet but eyes will expose love dynamite. . .
Oh! In all these fantasy moments we spent quality time,
A kiss on your Forehead, I can’t miss O my Sweetest Moonlight . . .

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