Aadha kamra

us ne itni kitaben chaT Dalin
ki us ki aurat ke pair kaghaz ki tarah ho gae

wo roz kaghaz pe apna chehra likhta aur ganda hota
us ki aurat jo KHamoshi kaDhe baiThi thi

kaghazon ke bhunkne par sartre ke pas gai
tum rambo aur freud se bhi mil aae ho kya

saifu meri saifu mirabai ki tarah mat bolo
main samajh gai ab us ki aankhen

keats ki aankhen hui jati hain
main jo sohni ka ghaDa uThae hue thi

apna nam laila bata chuki thi
main ne kaha

laila majme ki baaten mere samne mat dohraya karo
tanhai bhi koi chiz hoti hai

shakespeare ke Daramon se chun chun kar us ne Thumke lagae
mujhe tanha dekh kar

sartar freud ke kamre mein chala gaya
wo apni theory se gir gir paDta

main samajh gai us ki kitab kitni hai
lekin bahr haal sartre tha

aur kal ko majme mein bhi milna tha
main ne bhiD ki taraf ishaara kiya to bola

itne sare satron se mil kar tumhein kya karna hai
agar ziyaada zid karti ho to apne waris 'shah'

hir sayyal ke kamron mein chale chalte hain
sartre se istiara milte hi

main ne ek tanqidi nashist rakkhi
main ne aadha kamra bhi baDi mushkil se hasil kiya tha

so pahle aadhe freud ko bulaya
phir aadhe rambo ko bulaya

aadhi aadhi baat puchhni shurua ki
john Donne kya kar raha hai

second hand shairon se najat chahta hai
choron se saKHt nalan hai

dante is waqt kahan hai
wo jahannam se bhi farar ho chuka hai

us ko shubha tha
wo KHwaja-saraon se ziyaada der muqabla nahin kar sakta

apne pas-manzar mein
ek kutta musalsal bhunkne ke liye chhoD gaya hai

is kutte ki KHaslat kya hai
biyatarche ki yaad mein bhunk raha hai

tumhaara tasawwur kya kahta hai
satron ki tasawwur ke lihaz se

ab us ka ruKH goeTe ke ghar ki taraf ho gaya hai
baqi aadhe kamre mein kya ho raha hai

laDkiyan
kya harf chun rahi hain

istiare ke lihaz se
haram ke bachche gin rahi hain

laDkiyon ke nam qafiye ki wajh se
sartre ziyaada nahin rakh pa raha hai

is liye un ki ghazal chhoTi paD rahi hai
zamin ke lihaz se naqqad

apne kamron se ukhaDne ke liye tayyar nahin
lekin unhon ne wada kiya hai

sare thinker ikaTThe honge
aur bataenge ki society kiya hai

aur kyun hai
waise hawaon ka kaam hai chalte phirte rahna

dur-andesh ki aankh kaisi hai
cigarette ke kash se baDi hai

wo ghaDe se patthar nikal kar gin rahe the
aur kah rahe the main is ghaDe ka bani hun

chae ke sath ghibat ke cake
zaruri hote hain

aur chughal-KHori ki kitab ka dibacha
har shaKHs likhta hai

zabanon mein bujhe tiron se maqtul zinda ho rahe hain
baDa iblagh hai

society ke chehre pe wo zaban chalti hai
ki ek ek bande ke pas

kitabon ki riyasat bande se ziyaada hai
riyasat mein

mahaaraniyon ke qisse ghaDne par
ilm ki baDi milti hai

bill ke sada-kaghaz par
ilm likh diya jata hai

taza daryaft par
har fard ki muTThi garm hoti hai

pahle ye batao jhujhune ki tariKH-e-paidaish kya hai
main koi naqqad hun jo tariKH dohraata phirun

kisi ka kalam paDh lo
tariKH malum ho jaegi

tumhaari aankhon mein aansu
'mir' ki kitab ka dibacha likhna hai

ye kis ki paTTi hai
naqqad bhai ki

ye kis ki aankh hai
mujhe to saifu bhabhi ki malum ho rahi hai

aur ye hath
ghaalib ka lagta hai

bakte ho
zar ki aman paun to bataun

jitne nam yaad the bata diye
lekin tumhaara tasawwur kya kahta

main dum hilane ke siwa kya kar sakta hun