Ehsas bachpan ka, kal aur aaj

It is a reply of some mail which I wrote. Felt like sharing it :-)

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Oh, you made me emotional and I lost in backyards with my memories. What a natural painting you portrayed in this mail, I must have hugged you. Many mnay thanks to you.

In this fast lane of our life we forgot everything that was our past, sometimes I find myself ruined when I think those days. AAh!! Those dancing silhouetts around the fire in winter days, flying kites in blazzing sun, dancing in rains with brothers all the day, those cycle races with our friends....


Out of all of you, anyone remember those dragon flies, we used to tie-up strings with their abdomen(main toh use helicopter bolta tha :D, aur uski poonch mein dhaaga baandh kar urata rahta tha ek patang ki tarah ). I remember, dadaji used to take Hajmola in the night aur main wo goliyan sab ki nazar se chupa chupa kar kha jaya karta tha, wo bhi ek nahi 10-10.


Hum utne shaitan bhi hote the, apne doston ki nai nai dress blue ink se gandi kar dena(wo bhi peeche se), apne chote bhai bahno ke hisse ki mithai ko bhi nahi chorte the.


Pita ji ki pitai, phir maa ka beech mein aakar hame bacha lena, school jane se pahle pet dard ka bahana aur phir der tak toilet mein band ho jana :D, school na jakar ganga ke kinare akele lahro se khelna phir bhookh lagne pe bailgaadi(bullock-cart) ke neeche chip kar lunch karna(wo bailgadi ghar se mushkil se 40 meters door bhi nahi hoti thi, lekin phir bhi ham wahi chipte the). Raat mein bijli jane par lamp ke neeche sare bhai bahno ka ikkatthe hokar padhna, wo antyakshri ke lambe lambe daur (ham sab ek taraf aur papa akele hote the, unshe poori ram charit manas, rashmirathi, jaidrath vadh aur jane kitne shloka yaad the) sab ek bhoola khwab ban gaya hai. Kaha socha tha ki ek din hame apna hi ghar chorna padega aur ek din wahi mera apna gawn itna begana ho jayega..


Aaj us ganga ki lahron mein khoon bahta hai aur shyad isi liye wo nadi aaj hamare nagar se bahoot door chali gai hai. Waha ke khoobsurat kheto mein jaha ham apne doston ke saath chip kar muliyan khate the, bandukon ka pahra lag gaya hai. Ab toh us jagah pe jane ke naam se hi ye man sihar uth-ta hai.

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Wadiyoin mein aag lagi hai, har mausam begana hai
Bachpan ki un galion ne pahna aaj maut ka pahnawa hai

Wo chote se bacche bhi kilkari bharna bhool gaye
Phoolon pe mandhrate bhanware gunjan se hi oob gaye

Phooli saansen bhi ab kahani kahna bhool gai
Har 60 kadam pe maut khari, yahi jindagi ka phasana hai

Kheton mein lahrati dharti bhi ghoonghat rakhna bhool gai
Masoom kali khilne se pahle ujla daaman oodh gai

Likha naseeb hamne khud apna, ham iske uttardai hain
Khud cheen chandrma is bachpan se, mauton ki kee aguwai hai
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