Monday, January 2, 2017

Papa, Kaash aap hote mere pas

Kitni baate yaad aati hai.. Jb bhi aapki yaad aati hai..
Aapk bina zindgi adhuri hai papa..
Aap se mujhe n jane kitni mili taqat hai, Jb-jb zindgi ne thokar lgaya..
Aap ne ek aansu na girne diye aor ye duniya ne kitna rulaya mujhe..
Papa, kaash aap hote mere pas..

Muskurana to roz padta hai,  Pr aapko dekh k jo muskaan aati thi cehre pe wo ab nhi..
Baate to sbse krti hun, Pr aapse baat kar k jo sukoon milta tha.. Wo kaha se lau..
Aapki wo pyar wali hateli sar pe rkhte hi saari pareshani bhag jati thi. Dhoond'ti hun mai wo hateli. Pr wo ab kaha milne wali..
Papa, kaash aap hote mere pass...

Chot lgne pe aapne sambhala mujhe.. Ek chot bhi bardasht nhi kr paate the aap meri..
Aor aaj hazaro chote kha k baithi hun.. Pr sambhalne wala koi nhi..
Ek bhi aansu na girne diya aapne aankho se. Aor aaj roti hun to aansu bhi pochne wala koi nhi..
N jane kitne dard, kitne zakhm is dil me h.. Pr kisko dikhau.. Han aapki beti ne dard, aansuo ko chupana sikh gyi hai..

Ye himmat mujhe aapse hi mili hai, par ... Papa, kaash aap hote mere pas..

Rab ki tarah hr khawaish aapne meri puri ki.. Roothne pr manaya..
Kon aapki tarah meri hr khawaish puri krega.. Kon mujhe manayega rootne pr..
Papa, kaash aap hote mere pas..

Apne dard ko chupana sikh gyi.
Gam hote huye bhi muskurana sikh gyi..
Par na sikh payi to aapk bina jeena.. Haan aapk bina jeena nhi sikh payi.
Papa, kaash aap hote mere pass.....

Love you and miss you papa.. 

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