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न कुरेदो इन ज़ख़्मों को

वक़्त की तह ने शिद्दत से छिपा रखा है

न लगाओ नज़र इन नज़ारों को

चाँदनी ने लाखों चकोरों को छिपा रखा है

न लगा मोल मेरे वजूद का

कामयाबी ने तमाम कोशिशो को छिपा रखा है

न इल्ज़ाम लगा मेरे नजासत को

गर्द की ओट मे पाकीज़गी को छिपा रखा है

बचपन की शोख़ी, वो मासूम बातें

जहन मे उतर , मेरे दिल मे ठहर

नौजवानी का जस्बा, वो बेखौफ रुतबा

अभी तू ठहर, और यहीं पर ठहर

बुढ़ापे का मंज़र, वो बेकसी का आलम

कभी न ठहर , तू कहीं न ठहर।

इक कतरा आसमान का, इक ज़र्रा ज़मीन का

काफी है ज़िंदगी, बसर के लिए

इक लौ एतबार की, इक इल्तेहाब प्यार

काफी है ,मीठी सहर के लिए

इक मुट्ठी चाँदनी, इक शमीम झोंका

काफी है, जांविदा असर के लिए

इक उजूरे दौर, इक इन्हेताती दौर

काफी है इक मौज, लहर के लिए

इक दुआ अर्श पर, इक फज्ल फर्श पर

काफी है उसकी महर के लिए

हवाएँ सर्द हो चली है

मौसम का मिजाज बदलेगा

गर्दे राह तूफान हो उठी है

ज़िंदगी का मिजाज बदलेगा

बेरुखी गहरा गयी है

दोस्तों का मिजाज बदलेगा

पल इतना भारी है , कुछ ठहर सा गया

वक़्त जो भी गुज़रा, गुज़र तो गया

खाम खयाली से परेशान होते रहे

इक ख्याल गर निबटा , निबट तो गया

रंज बहुत संभाले, बिखर ही गए

इक दर्द गर सिमटा, सिमट तो गया

बा-खैरो आफियत, अश्क रोके रहे

सावन बनके बरसा, बरस तो गया

अक्स आईने के हज़ार टुकड़ों मे बिखर गया

हर काँच को हीरे सा तराश लिया मैंने

बहार दबे पाँव कतरा के निकल गयी

दो चार गुलों से बाग महका लिया मैंने

मुस्कुरा के बिजली मिसमार कर गयी

हौसले से वीराना रोशन कर लिया मैंने

फुर्सत मे एक नज़र देख लेना, परवरदिगार

तू भी कहेगा क्या फाजिल हस्ती बना दिया मैंने

तू दिखता नहीं मे मिटता नहीं

झूठ मूठ का रब बना लूँ मे, सच मुच का आज रो दूँ मे

सांस रुकती नहीं आस झुकती नहीं

वाहिमाह की दुनिया बना लूँ मे, ख़्वामख़्वाह ही खुश हो जाऊँ मे

Euphoria of women’s day is finally over on social media. The whole world was abuzz with greetings to the womenfolk. I was amazed at the prodigious variety of complements and messages the womenfolk received. We were appreciated for the versatility in our lives. Our roles as a daughter, wife, mother, sister et all were extolled. Our virtues of patience, sacrifice dedication etc.. were generously praised. A vivid portrayal of beauty too was made.

This day overwhelmed us with all the complements. I was thankful for having been born on this planet; my fellow human beings had been so nice to us.

The day passed, as everything does. The newspapers next day and henceforth have been reporting news which is gory and grim for womenfolk. Gang rapes were reported like a routine affair. A curiosity to watch the monstrous and most heinous act of all times made A video of ‘Nirbhaya’ case go viral. Violation of modesty was being categorized by so called intellects. Many felt and made a strong statement in public that women deserved the violence being committed against them. The’ what’s app’ was again full of silly jokes about women. The posts made mockery of their driving, their inclination for make-up, their predilection for dressing, their attitude, their thought and what not.

Such is our society. We are glorified, lauded and proclaimed for one day and derogated and denigrated for the rest of the 364 days. Do we not belong to this planet as much as the men folk do? Is the rest of the population doing a favour by sharing this place with us? Should we feel obliged for their kindness for one day and brutality for the rest of the days?

Please don’t oblige us with one day glory. Let us live a life, simply a life as a human being.

Soap operas are basically a serial drama on television or radio, involving multiple characters, somehow connected to each other. The story line focuses on relations, emotions, situations and conflicts. More often they depend a lot on melodrama. These serials rely on several story lines running parallel to each other, with some common thread. As soon as one sequence closes, another sequence automatically takes over and binds its viewers to the screen.

These serials made their maiden telecasting in 1930 in US. Since then almost a century has elapsed but the overall character of the serials has not changed much. International serials focus on marital discord etc...and Indian serials too have more or less followed the same suit. Currently, the serials popular in India, by and large revolve around family affairs, relationship dilemmas with close family associates, financial claims etc.. The episodes bank upon lot of emotional arousal and conclude each episode at a juncture full of suspense. This compels the viewers to continue watching the serial. But how far is this type of narration justified. Every serial highlights a few negative characters. With an ulterior intention to raise the TRP , these characters are presented in a way that leaves a long lasting impression on the viewers. Such presentations have an injurious effect on the general public. After all what we see has a lasting effect on us.

It is incomprehensible.....

Why these producers don’t show a positive side of the family drama.

Why is scheming always an integral part of the plot.

Why goodness rewarded and relations aren’t respected in their true perspective.

Why it is that rating are so important that artist/team ignore their obligation as responsible citizens.

These serials are mainly viewed by the female audience. A home maker is also a nation maker. and a faulty depiction of the relations, disrespect of elders, breach of morality and several such negative streaks vitiate the minds of the viewers and are destroying the social fabric around us.

Its high time the spectators refuse to accept such trash and demand a quality product.

Hazaar lamhe zindagi ke, hazaar koshishe saadiqui ke

Har itiqaad kyun vaham banke tootataa hai

Sou rang raahton ke, sou rang chahaton ke

Har istiraahat kyun bad khwaabi banke tootataa hai

Ik aah bekasi ki, Ik saans aashuftagi ki

Har aazmaish kyun qaasir banke tootataa hai