Haakuji
Favoured Frenzy
Us din bhi woh apni bike par nikla tha…
jaise roz nikalta tha. ️
Uske liye woh sirf ek ride nahi thi,
woh uski sabse purani saathi thi.
Lekin kuch hi pal mein sab badal gaya…
Accident ke baad jab usne aankhein kholkar sabse pehle apni bike ko dekha,
toh apni takleef se zyada usse apni bike ki fikr hui.
Woh chup-chaap uske paas baitha raha,
jaise koi apne zakhmi dost ke paas baithta hai.
Log pooch rahe the,
“Tum theek ho?”
Usne bas itna kaha—
“Main theek ho jaunga… bas meri bike theek ho jaye.”
Shayad duniya ke liye woh ek machine thi,
lekin us rider ke liye…
us bike mein uski hazaaron yaadein, safar aur ek poori zindagi basi thi. ️
Kuch rishte khoon ke nahi hote,
phir bhi dil ke bahut kareeb hote hain.
jaise roz nikalta tha. ️
Uske liye woh sirf ek ride nahi thi,
woh uski sabse purani saathi thi.
Lekin kuch hi pal mein sab badal gaya…
Accident ke baad jab usne aankhein kholkar sabse pehle apni bike ko dekha,
toh apni takleef se zyada usse apni bike ki fikr hui.
Woh chup-chaap uske paas baitha raha,
jaise koi apne zakhmi dost ke paas baithta hai.
Log pooch rahe the,
“Tum theek ho?”
Usne bas itna kaha—
“Main theek ho jaunga… bas meri bike theek ho jaye.”
Shayad duniya ke liye woh ek machine thi,
lekin us rider ke liye…
us bike mein uski hazaaron yaadein, safar aur ek poori zindagi basi thi. ️
Kuch rishte khoon ke nahi hote,
phir bhi dil ke bahut kareeb hote hain.