Aaj uski shaadi ki khabar aayi.
Main uss se pyaar nahi karta.
Chahata hun, ya ab kehlo, tha.
Kya, pata nahi.
Eik ajeeb si chaahat, jisse main bayaan nahi kar sakta shabdon mein,
kyunki asal mein wo hai hi nahi.
Par mere andar se dekho, toh hai bhi.
Bohut badi.
Kya hai, bass kaha nahin jaa sakta.
Uski wo sagaii ki tasveerein dekh kar jo hua, meri smajh mein nahi aaya.
Main udaas nahi hun.
Kyun hounga?
Naraaz bhi nahi hun.
Hakk hi kya hai?
Khush hun shayad, zara sa,
uske muskuraate hue chehre ko dekh kar.
Par kuch hai jo andar kahin hila sa mehsoos hota hai.
Na Jane wo kaun sa ras hai jo ye ehsaas deta hai.
Filhaal, main khush hun.
Wo meri dost thi, hai.
Wo khush nazar aa rahi hai tasveeron mein.
Uski muskaan mujhe hamesha se pasand rahi hai.
Aur haan, shayad yahi muskaan hai
jo meri uss anjaani chaahat ka bakhaan hai.
Ye muskaan dekh kar main khush hota hun,
Issi khoobsurti ki chaahat mein jeeta hun.
Toh mujhe bura kyun lagega?
Koi pyaar, koi wajib chaahat toh kabhi thee hi nahi.
Toh aaj mujhe bura kyun lagega?
Mujhe khush hona chahiye, uss khili muskaan ko dekh kar.
Uss chehre ki khushi ko paakar.
Aur main khush hun!
Bass, kahin kuch hai andar jo….
