Ek Akela Rahi.




Ek Akela Rahi
Chala jaa raha he, apni rah pe.

Manzil ko pane ki zid me, woh sabkuch chodke,
Bas chalta hi ja raha he, apni rah pe.


Tarvarahat he uske man me,
Ye mode or ye rahein sahi he ki nahin,
Ye rah ke log or ye dishayein sahi he ya nahin,

Kisse puche wo, sahi ya galat,
Na dusra paimana he uske pass.

Man me he Gabharahat anek pr,
Manzil ki khushi pr danv lagakar,
Bas chalta hi ja raha woh apni rah pe.


Na koi he uske pass,
Jo pairo me lage hue ghanv ko mita sake,
Na koi he uske pass,
Jo pet me lagi uss bhukh ko mita sake,

Bs he to sirf,
Aasha ka samundar
Or
Zid ka bhavandar,

Bs issi tufan ko apne sath liye,
Bas chalta hi ja raha woh apni rah pe.



Raste me kayin log ayen,
Kuch log ayein alag se mod pe le jane ke liye,
Kuch log ayein Uska hath thamkar 
sahara dene ke liye,
Par, Koi na tik paya uss lambe aanjan road pe,

Kabhi woh has deta aasman me udte 
panjiyo ko dekhkar,
Kabhi woh darta koi jaanvar ni awaz sunkar,

Par, Uss ishwar ko apne dil me liye,
Woh chalta raha apni rah pe.



Ek Akela Rahi.
Kamyabi or khushi ki khoj me,
Bas chata hi raha.
Bas chalta hi raha.

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