jab unke kandhe par khada ho gaya,
maine kaha apne pitah se...
dekho baba, main tumse bada ho gaya.
baba ne tab kaha...
beta iss khubsurat galatfehmi mein bhale hi jakkade rahna,
lekin mera haath hamesa pakade rahna,
jis din yeh haath choot jaayega,
beta tera yeh hassin sapna tutt jaayega.
duniya vaastav mein itni haseen nahi hai,
dekh tere paau talle abhi zamin nahi hai,
main to baap hoon beta, bahut khush ho jaaunga,
jis din vaastav mein tu mujhse bada ho jaayega.
magar bete kahdhe par nahi,
jab tu zamin mein khada ho jaayega,
yeh baap tujhe apna sab kuch de jaayega,
aur tere kandhe par duniya se chala jaaunga.
pitah na ho to roti hain ziddhein,
khawaaishon ka dher hota hai,
pitah hai to hamesa bacchon ka dil sher hota hai.
iss matlab bhari duniya mein,
woh be-matlab ki kavitaon ka saar hai,
jinko apne sapnon ko chordkar,
bachhon ke sapnon se pyaar hai,
woh mere pitah mera pehla pyaar hai,
woh iss chhoti si duniya mein mere anant sansaar hai.
kandhon par jhullaaya, kandhon par ghumaaya,
uss pitah ki badolat hi, mera jeewan khubsurat ban paya hai.
kya kahun uss pitah ke baare mein,
jisne sochha nahi kabhi khud ke baare mein,
baba aapne mujhe zindagi bhar diya hai,
aapka tahhe dil se behad sukariya hai.
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