(i recently visited the place where it all started...madurai medical college...and while leaving it, i was kind of sad...aisa lag raha tha jaise dil mein kuch toot sa raha hai...kuch dard hai...aisa kuch jise bhula pana namumkin hoga...this prompted to me to write this compostion...which is quite different from others)
jab hum un galiyion se guzarte hai, dil mein yadon ke bhawar uth-te hai
yaad ati hai unki kuch is tarah, jaise ki hum parchaiyon ke peeche chalte hai
kash wo waqt hum fir se ji sakte, to un se kehte ki kya guzarti thi hamare dil pe
jab wo un qatar nigahon se dekhte the humein
ke ye shayari, ye GHAZAL, sab unhi se mukhatib hai
ki kyu na hum keh pae unhe kabhi dil ki bat...ke chaha tha un ko is kadar
jaise koi apni zindagi ko chahta hai, ki wo ibadat the meri, aur aaj bhi
har zoo unki arzoo karta hai dil, har pal unhi ko dhoondhti hai ankhein...
ki har din ek saza hai un ke bin ab...lekin kaise keh dein unko ye
ke dil unko khone ke khayal se itna darta hai ki unko pane se ghabrata hai...
ye sab ab sirf batein hai karne ki, kuch kehne ki kuch sun-ne ki
lekin ye sach hai meri zindagi ka, jo kabhi na badlega...
han pehli bar meine dekha hai mohabbat ko, meine jiya hai us pal ko...
han meine khoya hai us shaqs ko...meine khoya hai us pal ko...
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