Mann-O-Salwa

”khuda-e-bartar

ye dariyush-e-buzurg ki sarzamin

ye nau-shervan-e-adil ki dad-gahen

tasavvuf o hikmat o adab ke nigar-khane

ye kyuun siyah-post dushmanon ke vajud se

aaj phir ubalte hue se nasur ban rahe hain?”

ham is ke mujrim nahin hain jan-e-ajam nahin hain

vo pahla angrez

jis ne hindostan ke sahil pe

la ke rakkhi thi jins-e-sauda-gari

ye us ka gunah hai

jo tire vatan ki

zamin-e-gul-posh ko

ham apne siyah qadmon se raundte hain!

ye shahr apna vatan nahin hai

magar farangi ki rahzani ne

isi se na-char ham ko vabasta kar diya hai

ham is ki tahzib ki bulandi ki chhipkili ban ke rah gae hain

vo rahzan jo ye sochta hai

”ki asia hai koi aqiim o amiir beva

jo apni daulat ki be-panahi se mubtala ik fishar men hai

aur us ka aghosh-e-arzu-mand va mire intizar men hai

aur eshiyai

qadim khvaja-saraon ki ik nazhad-e-kahil

ajal ki rahon pe tez-gami se ja rahe hain”

magar ye hindi

gurisna o pa-barahna hindi

jo salik-e-rah hain

magar rah-o-rasm-e-manzil se be-khabar hain

gharon ko viran kar ke

lakhon saubaten sah ke

aur apna lahu baha kar

agar kabhi sochte hain kuchh to yahi

ki shayad unhi ke baazu

najat dilva sakenge mashriq ko

ghair ke be-panah biphre hue sitam se

ye sochte hain:

ye hadsa hi ki jis ne phenka hai

la ke un ko tire vatan men

vo aanch ban jaae

jis se phunk jaae

vo jarasim ka akhada

jahan se har baar jang ki bu-e-tund uthti hai

aur duniya men phailti hai!

main janta huun

mire bahut se rafiq

apni udaas be-kar zindagi ke

daraz o tarik faslon men

kabhi kabhi bhediyon ke manind

aa nikalte hain rahguzaron pe

justuju men kasi ke do ”saq-e-sandalin” ki

kabhi darichon ki ot men

na-tavan patingon ki phadphadahat pe

hosh se be-niyaz ho kar vo tutte hain

vo dast-e-sail

jo samne un ke phailta hai

is aarzu men

ki un ki bakhshish se

para-e-nan mann-o-salva ka ruup bhar le

vahi kabhi apni nazuki se

vo rah sujhata hai

jis ki manzil pe shauq ki tishnagi nahin hai!

tu in manazir ko dekhti hai!

tu sochti hai:

ye sang-dil apni buz-dili se

firangiyon ki mohabbat-e-na-ravan ki zanjir men bandhe hain

inhi ke dam se ye shahr ubalta hua sa nasur ban raha hai!

mohabbat-e-narava nahin hai

bas ek zanjir

ek hi ahani kamand-e-azim

phaili hui hai

mashriq ke ik kinare se dusre tak

mire vatan se tire vatan tak

bas ek hi ankabut ka jaal hai ki jis men

ham eshiyai asiir ho kar tadap rahe hain

mughul ki subh-e-khun-fishan se

farang ki sham-e-jan-sitan tak!

tadap rahe hain

bas ek hi dard-e-la-dava men

aur apne alam-e-jan-guza ke

is ishtirak-e-giran-baha ne bhi

ham ko ik dusre se ab tak

qarib hone nahin diya hai!

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