यूँ दो चार घंटे के लिए नहीं
फ़ुर्सत में मिलना मुझसे यूँ दो चार घंटे के लिए नहीं सिर्फ़ हाल चाल नहीं पूछना बातें करनी है तुमसे कई देखना है तुम्हें एक टक शिकवे करने है तुमसे कई हज़ार जब नाराज़ हुए थे तुम मुझसे और जब छेड़ा था मुझे बीच बाज़ार चवन्नी-अठन्नी सा ढोंग मत करना मान लेना मेरे हर कहे को सुबकियाँ से काम मत चलाना बेहने देना ग़र आँसू बेहे तो सख़्त होने का दिखावा छोड़ आना नुक्कड़ वाले बनिये की दुकान पे सिद्दत से एक बार बोल देना कि गलती होती है इंसान से तुम मुझे छोड़ गए उसका तुम्हें कभी अफ़सोस हुआ है क्या मैं नहीं तुमसे पूछूँगी कि मेरे बाद मेरी तरह किसी को छुआ है क्या ना मैं इस युग की मीरा हूँ ना हो तुम मेरे घनश्याम बस इश्क़ है तुमसे बेपन्नह मुझे बाक़ी सब कुछ है मुझमें आम तुम भी सोचते होगे ना यह तीली सा इश्क़, ज्वालामुखी कब हुआ यूँ समझ लो तुम्हारे जाने के बाद तुम्हारे ख़याल ने दिन में 100 बार मुझे छुआ अब गणित में तो तुम अव्वल हो हिसाब लगा ही लोगे पर सोच के आना जनाब पिछले 15 सालों का हिसाब कैसे दोगे तो आना बस फ़ुरसत में यूँ दो चार घंटे के लिए नहीं सिर्फ़ हाल चाल नहीं पूछना बातें करनी है तुमसे कई
Poignant...
ReplyDeleteI wonder how many go through this terrible phase.
DeleteSay no to domestic violence should be our motto. First time, every time.
ReplyDeleteA powerful message beautiful put :)
True that! We should encourage everyone to come forward and save themselves from it.
Deletepainful.. and a reality for many.
ReplyDeleteSo well constructed. :)
Thanks Seena
Deletevery true
ReplyDeleteI love your hashtag stories. Each one has a takeaway.
ReplyDeleteI a glad you highlighted this topic.
It is a phenomena so prevalent in our country yet everyone is hush hush about it.
"What you alow, continues!"
True, what we allow, continues. Hope people change for better.
DeleteTrue and nice words Saru ji !! Your short poems are very impressive.
ReplyDeleteStraight through the heart. Well said!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ami!
DeleteNice one. Life is to precious to be frittered away in an abusive relation.
ReplyDeleteTrue that!
DeleteSo influential.. love it.
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteVery sad.
ReplyDeleteBut it was better to buy a rope to hang him :) I would have done the same :)
Hell of a reply, Ranjana.
DeleteSo real and poignant! :')
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteVery true!
ReplyDeleteShe should have bargained and obtained three scarves. One to keep her warm, another to hide those bruises and the third to strangle him when he sleeps. Of course he deserved it! :/
ReplyDeleteHahaha... that would have been a perfect end.
DeleteBrilliant!
ReplyDeleteThanks!
Deletethat is so piquant
ReplyDeleteMuch said in few words
ReplyDeleteThank you, sir.
DeleteSubtle, exquisite and yet so potent. :) Riveting as always.
ReplyDeleteThanks Raj!
DeleteSuch bruises leave indelible mark in the heart which are more hard to cover up.
ReplyDeleteDamn true, Swati.
DeleteRight Swati ..but for that we have we use words, a dab of colour and smiles to cover up :)
ReplyDeleteDon't know for how long .
Agony of Indian women.
DeleteSad that many choose to hide it, rather than retaliate and bring themselves out of such a relationship.
ReplyDeleteShort and slice-of-life kind of a piece. Well penned.
I agree, it's sad and a helpless situation.
DeleteThis is something...both poignant and powerful! Well said, Saru!
ReplyDeleteThanks Tarang.
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