Tum chahte the
Main gandhari bani rahoon
Aankhon pe pattiyan baandh loon....
Maine pattiyan baandh li
Lekin,
Kaano se suna, aahaton se jaana
Hone lage bhrashtachar, anarth, apmaan
Balaatkaar
Juloos aur naare
Sweth vastron ke peechey
Chipey kaarnaamey kaale
Bhookh se tadapte
Dahshath se kaanpte
Mahamaari se bilbilate
Joojhte marte nireeh jeev....
Aantank...kewal aatank!!
Yehi sab nah dikhane ke liye
Tumne mujhse chhal kiya
Gandhari banaya...
Nah dekhne ki sazaa di??
Kaash! Main pattiyan nah baandhti
Kar jaati tumhari avhelna,
Toh shayad yeh Mahabharat nah hota;
Dharti ko yeh sazza nah miltee....
3 comments:
Andha Kanun !!!
This is a masterpeice which probably makes it very evident how a mind of a sweet person like you works... be it someone elses shoes or yours the bottomline still remains same and sane... the world is not an easy place to exist, mind you to exist not to live because anyway we all being in the state of war since ever have actually forgotten the meaning of living a life rather than just existing with an over energetic reproductive organ.. again.. want to read a lot more from you..
@ Palas panja:
yeh hain Hindustaan meri jaan...
@ Anshu:
Thank you. Your views are always welcome and valued. Please keep reading.
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