Night is sprawling its black veil slowly all over the world.People at home with their beloved one .The general chores , dinning, watching television and sleeping. But sleep is miles away from my eyes. Its not that I don’t want to sleep but am unable to sleep despite my constant efforts.I am helplessly trying to concentrate and sleep but my mind is frantically running direction less, thinking and thinking over the things like what we are living for, why we are living for? How much do I held space in anyone’s life as a human being.Is death the answer to what you are in other’s world. Post death shows who we are, what actually we had done, how people around us take us? Trying to cope with the two deaths in one month gap at my work place, am restless.One, a learned and educated person and other a labourer. Both far away from home to make fortune for their family…. Not of that very big fortune but to sooth the struggle of earning Bread and butter.Putting some smile to the wrinkled faced parents and younger brothers and sisters.. Suddenly death snatches them and alas all the struggle comes to an end.First one is lucky enough for to be cremated by his family, though the family is shattered but they are convinced their loved one is no more. But the later is still alive for his Family coz no body knows he is dead. Despite being a Human, had got a dog’s life and ended in the death like wise.For his family member he is still earning until they don’t receive his money order… There is no one behind him who can call his family about this mishap no one to claim his body, no one to weep for him,no one to give him a respectable cremation…. No one… there is No One….
Tears roll down from my eyes. Is this the few coins we are living for and we are being known in someone’s life….. No one cares if you are no more. Life is scheduled as always… My thoughts are running endlessly and aimlessly, my nerves on the verge of breaking down, and my mind is unable to figure out how it is exactly feeling and what it wants to say or explain.But yes there is something sinking in my heart… beyond expression, beyond limitations of being put in words, something about my existence, about the persons around me, about everyone’s existence…
मौत और हम
है सच की मौत आएगी एक दिन
क्यों नहीं ऐसे मिले हम
मुस्कुराते चेहरे से गले लग के
और कहे की मिलेगा सुकून
तेरी पनाहों में आ कर हमें
क्योकि सराबोर है दिल प्यार से
अपनों और बेगानों के मेरे ..... ..
और कहें की भर जायेंगे हम
आँखों में आँसू हमेशा, हर
अपनों और बेगानो की यादों में आ कर।
और कहे की लम्बा बहुत था रास्ता
मेरी मंज़िल का ऐ मौत
पर थका नहीं मैं कभी भी
चल उन राहों पे अपनों के संग.......
और कहे की कर जायेंगे अँधेरा हम यहाँ
शमा अपनी तेरी पनाहों में जला कर
बस लम्स से मेरे हो जायेगा
तू भी मेरा अपना ऐ मौत
एक बार जो देखेंगे हम
तेरी नज़रों से अपनी नज़रें मिला के........
I know relations are for convenience outside your home… only some matters of mathematical calculations where everything is only about adding some thing to others life or multiplying … not more than that….And yes now have started missing my Family… their unconditional love…. Their happiness in my happiness….My eyes are slowly closing down, the faces of those people are being vague… and slowly am seeing myself running at the terrace of my home, playing with the kids and my parents very happy looking at my laughing face……
This world is like Waste Land…. Where you are like a prey and vultures flying above you… eyeing you to catch up… a small mistake and they will snach you from the ground.But I am sure, I will not be victims of circumstances. I wont give up so easily. I can’t be a prey to anyone.
