wo ladaki…

wo ladaki kaun hai, usaka nam kya hai, kya karati hai, kahan rahati hai… kuchh bhi pata nahin. pata hai to bas itana ki wo ek nek-dil ladaki hai.
dilli ke barakhanba metro steshan pe baitha main apani ek dost ka intazar kar raha tha jab wo ladaki aage se nikali thi. kale rang ka tanpa, usi rang ki kaipri, aur gahare gre kalar ki baig liye ja rahi thi wo. thodi moti, thodi sanwali thi. wo grup men thi. usake sath ja rahe the char ladakiyan aur panch ladake. asal men usake sath ja rahi thi – ग़ribi, bhookha, pyasa, aas aur chand sookhe chehare. sabaki umar sat se barah baras ke bich ki hogi. sab abhaw-grast abhage the. ladakon ka shart chahe jis bhi rang ka raha ho – ujala, hara, pila ya nila…. sab ek hi rang men rang chuka tha. matamaila. sabaki paint besaiz thi. kisi ke pair men chappal nahin tha. ladakiyon ne jo kuchh pahan rakha tha wo bhi kisi ki khairat hi jan padati thi. sabake bal bin tela, bin shaimpu bhoore aur rookhe the. sabaka chehara dhool aur mati ki thaped kha-kha kar kala ho chuka tha. par fir bhi sabake chehare pe khushi thi… us ek ladaki ki wajah se.
aisa kaun sa mantar foonka tha usane. kuchh bhi nahin. kuchh paise diye honge ya kuchhek tanfiyan. ya fir aaisakrim khila di hogi. ky sirf itana hi. nahin. unhen dekhate hi wo baqiyon ki tarah munh banakar doosari taraf ghoomi nahin hogi. chehare par usake ghrna wala bhaw nahin aaya hoga. unhen dant kar usane bhagaya nahin hoga balki unase bat ki hogi. usane apane waqt men se das minat nikala hoga. unase achchhi-achchhi baten ki hogi. unake hath men hath dalakar unake sapane ko jiya hoga shayada!! ya fir unhen jilane ki koshish ki hogi.
mainne dekha tha jab wo bas staind par thi. wo sabako gale laga rahi thi. kuchh ko chooma bhi. shayad ye usake jane ka waqt tha par jo khushi wo un aankhon men chhod gayi thi wo kya kam tha. main bas dekhata rah gaya. bachche bikhar chuke the. kuchh idhara. kuchh udhara. ladaki ja chuki thi.
sarwana bhawan men baith kar jab dosa tod raha tha, sanwar-wada ka maza le raha tha, kanfi ki chuski ke sath apani dost se baten kar raha tha to main bas usake sath nahin tha. mera dhyan us ladaki aur un bachchon par bhi tha. main banta huaa tha. soch raha tha – kash is taraha.. kuchh pal ki khushi… kuchh naummid bachchon ko… main bhi de sakata!! par main to ek sanwedanahin aur nishkriy bhid ka hissa hoon. dekhata hoon. sochata hoon. bhool jata hoon.

aadhi aabadi ka sach

ye hai bharat ki bhayawah taswira. har tin men se ek aurat apane 15 se 49 warsh tak ki awastha men hoti hai yaun utpidan ya sharirik shoshan ka shikara. har sat men se ek shadishuda aurat hoti hai pati ke hatho hinsa ka shikara. har roz bharat men hota hai ausat se sat hazar ladakiyon ka janma. ek haliya sarwe ke mutabik dilli ke moolachand aspatal men 2005-2007 men hazar ladakon ki tulana men huaa mahaj 514 ladakiyon ka janma. aankada sarakari hone par itana bhayawah hai to asaliyat hogi kitani amanawiya!!

neshanal kraeem byooro ki riport batalati hai ki sal 2008 men bharat men mahilaon ke upar huye zulm ke qarib do lakh mamale darj huye. mamala balatkara, dahej ke liye ki gayi hatya, gharelu hinsa wagairah-wagairah se sanbaddh tha. kewal balatkar ke bis hazar mamale aise the jisamen balatkari apana hi koee saga-sanbandhi tha. masalan chacha, mama, foofa, bhaee, bapa. in aankadon men dhaee hazar aise mamale darz hain jisamen 15 warsh se kam umar ki bachchiyon ka balatkar huaa hai jinhen asal men balatkar ka matalab bhi pata nahin hoga. kya un haramiyon ko us bachchi ki chikh men apani kisi bahan ya beti ka chehara nahin dikha!!

bade shaharon ke bare men yah aam dharana hoti hai ki wahan ki sthiti chhote shaharon aur ganwon se behatar hogi lekin mahilaon par ho rahe aparadhon men is tarah ki dharana palana bahut badi bewaqoofi hai. bharat ki aabadi qarib ek arab 15 karod hai jisamen das karod log mahanagar se aate hain. akele 2008 men desh bhar se aaye qarib do lakh mamalon ka das fisadi bade shaharon se aaye hain. sarakari riport to bas waise mamalon ka byora hai jo thane ki dahaliz tak pahunch pate haim warana lakhon to ghar ki chaukhat par hi dam tod dete hain.

wikas aur wyawaharikata ko sidhe-sidhe ashiksha se jod dene ka bahana bhi nirupama ki maut ke sath khatm ho gaya. usake pariwar men n to koee ashikshit tha n hi wo pichhade logon men se the. ऑnar kiling ka mamala ab sirf kisi pichhade ganw ya tabake se nahin balki shaharon se bhi aata hai. abhi kuchh din pahale hi to dilli men tin ghante men tin hatyayen sirf isi wajah se huee. aur to aur bap apani beti ke qatil yani ki apane hatyare bete ka bad-chad kar paksh le raha hai. jab tak aise harami bap-bhaee hain tab tak koee auraton ke aage badane ka koee diwa swapn bhala dekhe bhi to kaise!! yad rahe.. ye usi hindu dharm ki duhaee dete hain jisaka krshn rukamini ko bhagakar kar shadi karata hai, jisaki kunti bin byahe karn jaise shoorawir ko janm deti hai, jisaka hanuman khud ko kahta to brahamachari hai par ek bete ka bap hai, jisaka lakshaman bewajah shoorpanakha ka nak kat deta hai. asal men bharatiy samaj hamesha se hi stri-wirodhi aur ghor purushawadi raha hai fir chahe wo hindu ho, muslim ho, sikh ho ya isaee ho. sare niyama, sare qayadon ka bojh nirupama ya us jaisi hazaron-lakhon ladakiyan hi kyon dhoye?

laingik bhedabhaw ko lekar 165 deshon par risarch huaa aur bharat ko 115 wan sthan mila. sanyukt rashtr ne shishu aur matrtw suraksha par ek riport zari ki hai. is adhyayan ke anusar 77 madhy aay walon deshon men is samay bharat ka sthan 73 wan hai. duniya bhar ke jin barah deshon men garbhawati mahilaon, prasootaon, aur nawajat shishuon ki maut sabase zyada hoti hai, bharat unamen se ek hai. yani ki jis sanskrti ke dhani desh bharat men mahila ko dewi ka darza diya gaya hai wahi desh man banane ke liye surakshit nahin hai.

dilli, munbaee ya baingalor jaise mahanagaron men kisi malti neshanal kanpani ke bade fatak se nikalati huee akord ki chamachamati huee gadi aur usake steyaring ko thame hath jab kisi ladaki ke hote hain to lagata hai hindustan badal raha hai. indiya get ki sadak par subah subah bulet chalati koee ladaki hawa se bat karate huye jab bagal se nikalati hai to lagata hai hindustan badal raha hai. par ye asal men fati huee kitab men lapeti huee nayi jild bhar hai. bharat men sat se chaudah warsh tak ke aise bachchon ki kul aabadi qarib panch karod hai jinaka kisi skool men namankan nahin hota. inamen pachapan pratishat ladakiyan hain. bite ek aprail se bahal ’raeet tu ejookeshana’ kis kam ka rah jayega agar aisi karodon ladakiyan kisi skool tak pahunch hi n payen?

’neshanal kamishan fanr protekshan ऑf chiladrans raeetsa’ ki ek riport batalati hai ki bharat men chh se chaudah sal tak ki zyadatar ladakiyon ko har roz ausatan aath ghante se bhi zyada samay kewal apane ghar ke kamon men bitana padata hai. masalan jhadoo-ponchha, chhote bachchon ko sanbhalana, khana pakana wagairah wagairaha. sarakari aankadon ko lekar hi aage baden to jahan chh se das sal tak ki 25 pratishat ladakiyan skool se dranp-aaoot hoti haim wahin das se terah sal ki lagabhag pachas pratishat ladakiyon ko padaee ke dauran skool chhodana padata hai. sal 2008 men karaye gaye ek sarakari sarwekshan men 42% ladakiyon ne bataya ki unhen skool apane man-bap ke dabaw ki wajah se chhodana padata hai taki wo ghar ka kam-kaj sanbhal saken.

bharat men mahilaon ki sankhya kul aabadi ka 48.26% hai. inamen se 44.2% mahilaऒm ko wotadhikar prapt hai. itani badi woting aabadi ke bawujood bhi lokasabha men sirf 9.2% mahila pratinidhi hain, jabaki rajyasabha men inaka pratishat mahaj 8.6% hai. isako widanbana hi kahenge ki bharat ke kul 32 kendriy mantralayon men sirf do hi mahila ke hathon men hai. mamata banarji ke hath men rel hai aur anbika soni sanbhalati hai soochana aur prasaran mantralaya. inake alawa chh mahilayen rajy mantralay sanbhalati hain. basa. lokasabha ki kul 542 siton men mahilaऒn ki hissedari mahaj 42 siton par hai. rajyasabha ke 242 sito men sirf 28 striyan hain. sansad men mahilaon ke liye jo 33% aarakshan ka ho-halla aandhi ki tarah rajyasabha se pas hokar guzara to par lokasabha tak kab pahunchega isake koee sanket upalabdh nahin hain. sawal bada saf hai ki agar ye aarakshan ho bhi gaye to kya mahilaऒn ka sthiti baddal jayegi. bihar men bhi panchayati chunawon men mahilaऒn ko aarakshan mila. par isaka parinam thik wahi huaa jo ’weladan abba’ men dikhaye ganw ki sarapanch ka huaa tha. inaki bhumika bas dastakhat karane aur mohar lagane tak hi simit hai. padawi dikhati to auraton ki hai par kabza mardon ka hi hota hai. parinam yah hota hai ki bhrashtachar men lipt to pati hote hain par jab bhi aise kes samane aate hain to kanoon ke shikanje men aurat hi fansati hain chunki kaग़z par jan-pratinidhi to wahi hain.

bharat bhale hi aazad ho par asal men yahan ki aadhi aabadi ab bhi gulam hai. to kya agar is rashtr ki tinon sena ek mahila kamandar ke hathon men hai. to kya agar is desh ka mantri mandal ek mahila ke isharon ka mohataj hai. to kya agar is desh ki rajadhani aur yahan ke sabase bade rajyon men se ek oottar-pradesh ki kaman ek stri ke hathon men hai. aise najane aur kitane udaharan hain jo sirf apane matalab ki roti senkane men hi yaqin rakhate hain. ek mahila aur bal wikas mantralay ka gathan huaa tha lekin wo sirf hathi-dant banakar hi rah gaya hai jisake aane se n to aparadh kam huye n hi wikas ka dar bad gaya.

adharm ke dhanche men basa huaa dharm

aaj yahan sab wirajaman hain. radha, krshna, rama, janaki, lakshmana, hanuman (yek chhota hanuman ram ke charanon men, ek bada hanuman pahad aur gada liye akela), aur kailashapati bholenatha. akele bholenath ko sabase zyada zamin di gayi hai, hadap kara. shiw ji, bajarangabali aur shriram apane pariwar sahit najane kab se is sarakari skool ke aage sadak banane ke liye aabantit zamin par jame huye hain. ye zamin jahan tak mera anuman hai stet boring ki zamin thi jahan shayad bad men sadak banati.
khaira, jab main yahan basa tha us wakt ye mandir astitw men the lekin prem-pratik radhe-krshn ka ghar mere bad bana tha. ya yoon kahen ki lagabhag sath-sath bana tha. farq bas itana tha ki mere babu ji ko zamin kharidane aur ghar banane men lakhon rupaye lag gaye aur krshn apane liw in partanar ke sath bilkul muft men aakar base. jitani saral aur pyari muskan in tamam pratimaऒn ke chehare par bikhari huee hai usase bhi zyada kutil chalon se insan inhen yahan basa gaya.
begusaray zile men hai barauni rifayanari, taunashipa. isake poorwi disha men ek ganw hai, itawa. itawa ke bad pipara. aur pipara ke bad nyu dinakar nagar profesars kanloni. ye tinon jagah taunaship ke poorwi baundri wanl ke sath sath lagi huee hai. baundri se sati huee ganw ki taraf ki qarib १८ fit zamin par chal rah wiwad tham chuka tha aur rifayanari ne ye kes jit liya tha. kuchh log khush the ki rifayanari ye zamin kabze men karegi to achchha hi hoga, kam se kam lait lag jayegi to log rat ko darenge nahin. chhote mote chhin-chhod ki ghatana kam hogi. lekin yahan par base do-char dabangon ke liye dikkat ki bat yah thi ki agar us zamin par rifayanari ne apana kabza kar liya to wo gay kahan bandhenge! gobar kahan jama karenge! goyatha kahan thukawayenge! chhoti-moti sabjiyan kahan ugayenge! jahan sab kuchh fri men mil raha hai wahan apani zamin ka istemal kiya to kattha-do kattha to lag hi jayega.
us subah jab sayakal lekar bajar ki or nikala to pipara men wahan ek jhopad bana tha jisamen patthar ke kuchh tukade pade the. kuchh log agarabatti lekar pooja-path bhi kar rahe the. bajar jane ke liye mujhe hamesha usi raste ka istemal karana padata hai. jab sham ko dobara udhar se gaya to dekha ki wahan par eenta, chhada, baloo, gitti, siment zama kiye ja rahe hain. udhar se jitane bhi traiktar jate use rokakara, draiwar ko zabaradasti dara dhamakakara, aur jahan bat n bane wahan lapadakar ye chizen jutayi gayi thi. patthar ke un tukadon ke charo or rato-rat pilar dhal diye gaye. chhat ki dhalayi ho gayi. subah jab nikala to dekha ki eent judayi ka kam chal raha hai. itani tez gati se kisi kam ko dekhane ka yah mera pahala anubhaw tha. २४ ghante ke andar rifayanari ki zamin par ek aisa dhancha taiyar tha jise todane ke nam par hi mar-kat shuru ho jati hai. mandir banakar taiyar ho gaya. ab door-door tak upawan lagane lage. mandir dino-din apana dayara bada raha hai. patthar ke tukade murtiyon se riples kar diye gaye hain. mitti ki zamin marbal men badal di gayi. simented diwaren tails se chamachamane lagi.
meri man har sal alag-alag mausam men wahan base sare bhagawan ko kapade silakar deti hai. thand ke mausam men unake liye kashmiri shanla, garami men malamal ka kurta aur e-gred ki pitanbari sili jati hai. ye bat aur hai ki har sal usi ganw men kitane boodhe thand se thithurakar marate hain. usi ganw men daliton ke bachche ko aaj bhi man ki gali se hi sanbodhit kiya jata hai. usi ganw men kitane log us tat ke niche sote hain jahan dhoop men sooraj ghus jata hai aur barish men tap-tap karata huaa pani wahan rahane walon ko satata hai. kash traiktar walon ko dara-dhamakakar eent aur chhad chhinane wale tathakathit dabang inalogon ke liye adharmik shaili men hi sahi ek disko chhappar bhi lagawa dete to aaj meri kalam unhen ग़lat n thaharati.
pipara se bhi zyada kurafat to eetawa ke us ilaqe men huaa hai jise ganwawalon ne jagadew baba ke nam par hadap kar rakha hai. ye qarib २-३ kattha zamin hai jisamen maladah aam ke qarib १०-१५ ped lage huye hain. ye zamin bhi rifayanari ki hai. yahan pe jab jab rifayanari wale apani baundri khadi karate hain, ganw wale chaukidar ko kuchh paise dekar dhah dete hain aur kahani madhi jati hai ki falan-falan baba ko gherane par rifayanari ki baundri apaneaap dhah gayi. ५-६ koshishon ke bad ab rifayanari ne bhi ukata kar chhod diya hai. kuchh logon ki aish ho gayi hai. usi baba ke pados men aur aam ke ped ki chhanw men tasheriyon ka adda bana huaa hai. bhoose ka karobar aur gitti, balu ka karobar bhi rifayanari ki zamin par dhadalle se chalayi ja rahi hai. aur jagadew baba in sabako prashray de rahe hain.
yek bat saf kar doon. main rifayanari ka hitaishi nahin hoon n hi ganw walon se meri dushmani hai. rifayanari begusaray men bahut dhuaan failati hai. lekin usane bahut sare ped bhi lagaye hain. bahut log wahan mazadoori kar apana pet bhi palate hain. rifayanari ka sayaran maksim gorki ke dwara likhe ’man’ ki yad dila jata hai. lekin rifayanari mazadooron ke sath kam se kam waisa wyawahar nahin karati jaisa mil-malikon ka itihas raha hai. ganw ke dabang bhumihar ya pandit jo bhale hi bahut paise wale n hon lekin unake shoshan ka tarika aur bhi amaryadit aur sharmasar kar dene wala hai. wo bhagawan ke liye dhanche khade karawane wakt to dom aur musahar se bhi eent dhulawayenge lekin bad men unhin ko mandir men pair rakhane se rok denge. wo yajny karawane ke liye chande to wahan se zaroor lenge lekin agar us yajny ka kalash koee dalit uthana chahe to mar-pit kar use rok denge.

insan kaise rang men... lipa-puta sa hai

roda-patthar sa yahan bikhara pada sa hai,
hath kuchh aur paira... kuchala daba sa hai,

khoon ka chhinta kahin aur ashk ki dariya,
parijan kisi ka lash se lipata huaa sa hai,

hai kaun hindoo, aur muslima, dhoondh ke batala,
allah tera aur ram bhi... dubaka-chhupa sa hai,

jihad ya fasad hai, hai ram ya haram hai,
insan kaise rang men... lipa-puta sa hai,

yek mulk mulkon se bhara, hai sarahadon men sarahaden,
dost tera desh kitana….. banta-banta sa hai...

shanta, shithil aur amit chehare

begusaray men kiraye ke makan men rahate the hama. nyu dinakar nagar profesars kanloni men. lal pagadi bandhe aata tha wo. chamakati huee safed moochh aur dadi men lipata tha usaka chehara. ek hath men pital ki kamandal hoti thi. doosare men lathi. sal dar sal bite. siway chand jhurriyon ke usake chehare men kuchh aur badala nahin un aath-das salon men. usake munh se sirf ek hi rat sunayi deti thi – ’shanbhoo-shanbhoo’. usaka nam mujhe nahin pata tha. dala, chawala, aata, roti, aalu kuchh bhi de do use. khushi se nikalate the usake pile danta, safed dadhi aur moochhon ke bich se. thoda sa safed hota dant to shayad faraq hi nahin kar pate ki dant hai ya dadi. usaka aashirwad bhi lagata tha rata-rataya sa – “lakshmi mile, dhan mile, widya mile, buddhi mile, bal-bachcha pad likh-kar kalektar bane.” jis din ’shanbhoo-shanbhoo’ ki aawaz kanon ke darawaze nahin khatakhatati, lagata tha kuchh chhoot raha hai. usake chehare pe hamesha ek hi bhaw hota tha. koee badalaw nahin. chahe aap kuchh den ya n den. baba kahake unaki izzat karen, ya unako gariya len. wo bas muskurate hi rahate the. wo muskurahat ya to fek thi ya fir fewikanl se chipaka di gayi thi usake chehare para. agar main ek achchha chitrakar hota to usaki taswir zaroor uked deta qagaz para.

muniraka se bahar nikalane ke liye anupam restaran ki taraf aata hoon. wahan ek aurat apane boriya-bistar ke sath milati hai २४ guna ७. dikhane men wo bhaddi hai. usake bal bilkul ulajhe hain. ujale aur safed bal aapas men milkar gre ho gaye hain. wo kali hai. moti hai. usaki aankhe bilkul sookhi hai, nishkriy ho jaise. bhawashoonya. wo har rat us dukan ke niche bani sidhiyon pe soti hai jisake shatar par wodafon ka logo puta hai. aur din men jaise hi dukan khulane ka waqt hota hai.. apana sara bistar sadak ke doosare kinare par laga leti hai. jab bhi guzarata hoon nazare daudati hai pahale shatar ke niche aur use wahan n pakar sadak ke doosare kinare. usaki mang men sindoor bhi hai. usake hathon men choodiyan bhi hain. par kahan hai usaka pariwara, pati aur usake bachche? mainen use kabhi khate huye nahin dekha n hi usase khane ko kabhi poochha. usake pas ek pani ki botal zaroor hai jisase wo kabhi apana chehara dhoti hai, kabhi pyas bujhati hai.

ऑfis ke bahar ek chhoti si market hai. nikal ke hamesha jata hoon wahan sutta lagane ke liye. wahan ek aurat hai jo shayad manasik wikalangata ka shikar hai. garami ho ya jada usake tan par ek mota ooni ka shanl zaroor hoga. usaki sadi ghutano tak hi hoti hai. pair nange hain. usaki sarahad shayad isi chhote se market tak simati huee hai. mainen jab bhi dekha hai wo isi market ke ahate men ya to chakkar lagate dikhi hai, ya kabootaron ke sath baithi dikhi hai. kabootar dana chug raha hai, wo use tukur-tukur dekh rahi hai. wo kuchh logon ko pukarati hai. unase taim poochhati hai. fir pata nahin kya batiyati hai. usaki baten meri samajh men nahin aati. usake bal auraton ke taip ki nahin hai. aisa lagata hai kisi ne kainchi lekar chhapat diya hai aise hi. usake gal haddiyon se chipake huye hain. dant thoda sa bahar hai. par bhawashoonyata yahan bhi hai. main qarib chhah mahine se yahan hoon. mujhe usake huliye men koee badalaw nahin nazar aaya. hathon men plastik ki thaili ko wo apane pas aise rakhati hai jaise jiwan ki araji huee sari kamayi usake andar ho. jab bhi bahar nikalata hoon to ek bar nazar daud hi jati hai udhar use dhoondhane ko.

kuchh chehare patthar ki laqiren hoti hai. shanta, shithil aur amita. kitana bhi chaho zehan se mitati nahin. unase koee jan-pahachan nahin hoti. koee parichay nahin hota. par jab bhi us raste se guzaren to aankhe dhoondhane lagati hai wo chehara. aise kaee chehare shayad aap bhi yad karane lage isako padane ke bada…

saja nahin suwidha

jo marane ke liye hi aaya hai use maut ki saja sunakar ham kaun sa tir mar lenge. wo to ganimat hai ki kasab २६/११ ko bach gaya warana wo kaun sa wapas pakistan laut ke hanimoon manane wala tha ! fansi ki saja sahi mayanon men n to kasab jaise aparadhiyon men dahashat hi bana payegi, n hi isase aatankawad ki ghatanayen kam hone lagegi. use to sari umar jel men rakhakar patthar tudawaye jane chahiye the. balki mera niji ray to ye hai ki usase sari umar jel men baki kaidiyon ka jootha baratan saf karawana chahiye. aisa hota to lagata saja mili hai. abhi to lagata hai jaise kasab ki murad poori huee ho. usane to bilkul shuruaat men hi apana jurm kubool kar liya tha yah janate huye bhi ki isaka natija saja-ye-maut ho sakati hai. matalab use n to isaka dar tha n hi fikara. usaka makasad poora ho chuka tha. ye saja to… lagata hai saja nahin suwidha hai.

bharat ke wakilon, suraksha salahakaron aur yahan ki bahut badi aabadi ka manana hai ki deth-sentens ko jashn ke roop men manana chahiye. mera sidha sawal hai – kyon? kaisa jashn jab ham ek aparadhi ko usake makasad ki or bhejane men usaki madad kar rahe hain. wo marane ke liye aaya hai aur ham use mar rahe hain. wah bhaee waha!! maja to tab aata jab ’wanteda’ sanima ke us dann ki tarah ise bhi lagatar jagaya rakha jata. usake marane ki chahat ke khilaf hamen kasab ka hisab jindagi bhar ke naukarapani se karawani chahiye tha.

kuchh logon pe to badi hansi aati hai. wo kahate hain ki agar ise jinda rakha to fir koee plen haeejaik karawa ke ise chhuda le jayega. ajib bat hai. apani suraksha pe bharosa nahin isaliye fansi par chadha do. khair abhi to bahut wakt hai kasab ke pasa.

main mard hoon .... tum aurata..!!

main bhediya, gidada, kutta jo bhi kah lo, hoon. mujhe nochana achchha lagata hai. khasotana achchha lagata hai. mujhase tumhara mansal sharir bardasht nahin hota. tumhare ubhare huye waksha.. dekhakar mera khoon raftar pakad leta hoon. main kutta hoon. to kya, agar tumane mujhe janam diya hai. to kya, agar tum mujhe har sal rakhi bandhati ho. to kya, agar tum meri beti ho. to kya, agar tum meri bibi ho. tum chahe jo bhi ho mujhe farq nahin padata. meri kya ग़lati hai? ghar men bahan ki gadarayi jawani dekhata hoon, par kuchh kar nahin pata. to tumapar apani hawas utar leta hoon. ghoda ghas se dosti kare, to khayega kya? mujhe tumapar koee raham nahin aata. koee taras nahin aata. main bhookha hoon. ya to pyar se lut jao, ya apani taqat se main loot loonga.

waise bhi tumhari itani himmat kahan ki mera pratirodh kar sako. na mere jaisi chaudi chhati hai na hi mujh si balishth bhujayen. nakhoon hain tumhare pas bade-bade, par usase tum mera muqabala kya khak karoge. usamen to tumhe nel-panlish lagane se furasat hi nahin milati. kitane hazar salon se ham mard tumapar sawar hote aaye hain, kya ukhad liya tumane hamara? har din ham tumhari auqat bistar par batate hain. tum chupachap lash bani apani auqat par roti ya use hi apani kismat man leti rahati ho. taqat to door ki bat hai, tumamen to himmat bhi nahin hai. ham to sher hain. jangal men hame dekh doosare janawar kam se kam bhagate to hain par tum to hamesha upalabdh ho. bhagate bhi nahin. bas taiyar dikhate ho lutane ke liye. kuchh ek jo bhagate bhi ho to hamare panjon se nahi bach pate. pajon se bach bhi gaye to sapanon se nikalakar kahan jaoge.

pichhale sal tum jaisi qarib bis baees hazar aurataॊn ka blauz nocha ham mardon nen. tum jaise bis baees hazar auraton ka apaharan kiya. apaharan ke bad mujhe to nahin lagata ham kutton, sheron ya gidadon ne tumhe chhoda hoga. chhodana hamare wash ki bat nahin. tumhara mans door se hi mahakata hai. kaise chhod doon. qarib assi-pachasi hazar tum jaisi auraton ko ghar men pita jata hai. ham pati, sasur to pitate hain hi, sath men tumhari jaisi ek aur aurat ko sath mila liya hai jise sas kahate hain. aur dhyan rahe ye sarakari riport hai. tum jaisi lakhon to apane tamiz aur ijzat ka rona rote ho aur ek riport tak faeel karawane men tumhari…. fat jati hai. tumhare man-bapa, bhaee bhi ijzat ki duhaee dekar tumhe chup karawate hain aur kahate hain saho beti saho. tumhare liye sahi jumala gada gaya hai, “nari ki sahanashakti bahut zyada hoti hai.” to fir saho.

main mard hoon aur hazaron salon se dekhata aa raha hoon ki tumhari bhid sirf ek hi kam ke liye ikkatha ho sakati hai. mandir par satsang sunane ke liye. to kya agar tumhara ramayan tumhe patiwrata hona sikhata hai. mardon ke pichhe pichhe chalana sikhata hai. to kya, agar tumhari dewi sita ko agni-pariksha deni padati hai. to kya agar tumhari sita ko garbhawastha men jangal chhod diya jata hai. to kya agar tumhara krshn nadi par nahati gopiyon ke kapade churakar ped par chhipakar unake nange badan ka maza leta hai. to kya agar tumhari lakshmi hamesha wishnu ke charanon men baithi rahati hai. to kya, agar tumhara granth tumhare masik-dharm ka rona ro tumhe apawitr bata deta hai. ham mard tumhen aksar hi raundate hain. chahe bhagawan ho ya insana, tum hamesha pichhalaggu the aur rahoge. to kya, agar harek sal tum tin-char lakh auraton ko ham tarah tarah se gajar-muli ki tarah katate rahate hain. kabhi bistar para, kabhi sadakon para, kabhi kheton men. tumhari bhid satsang ke liye hi jutegi par ham mard ke khilaf kabhi nahin jut sakati.

tumhe shoshit kiya jata hai kyunki tum usi layak ho. mardon ki pichhalaggu ho. bhale hi hamen janamati ho, par tum balatkar ke layak hi ho. tumhari tamiz tumhara sabase bada dushman aur hamara hitaishi hai. jab tak is tamiz ko apane dupatte men bandh kar rakhoge, tab tak tumhare dupatte ham nochate rahenge. jab tak laj ko kareje men basa kar rakhoge tab tak tumhari dhajjiyan udengi. main bhookha hoon, tum bhojan ho. tumhe khakar pet nahin bharata, pyas aur bad jati hai.

The picture has been developed by Billo Da.

teri sansad men abaki aag lagaoonga…

tumhare udhar main sood samet chukaoonga,
soongha sarakari kuchh bhi to khoon bahaoonga…

loot-khasot kiya bahut ab bari meri,
teri goli se tera hi bheja udaoonga…

tu dikha mujhe ik jangal aur jala ke aba,
teri sansad men abaki aag lagaoonga…

rakh bijali apani aur ye sadaken apane pasa,
dauda-dauda kar warana isape hi maroonga…

grin hant tu karawayega kis-kis kone,
jahan pada unnis wahin sulaoonga…

haridwar ki sair

haridwar jana pada!! warna na to apani dilachaspi har ki paudi par hone wali maha-aarati men thi, na hi oonche pahado par sone men lipati manasa dewi men. na hi chandi dewi se koee rafta rakhata hoon, na hi ऋshikesh men bane ram aur lakshman jhoole se. par jana bura tha aisa nahin kahoonga. oonche-oonche pahada, lambe-lambe sagawan ke peda, chhoti aur ghumawadar sadaken, shatabdi eksapres se zyada ke spid men daudati jal-dharayen, jangalon aur pahado ke bich se nikalati chhuk-chhuk gadi. oonchaee par gadi park kar niche base haridwar ko dekhane ka maza wakaee shanadar tha. bandaron aur langooron ki khilawada, khachcharon ki jida, sooraj ki tapish ko chunauti deti thandi hawayen, aur rah-rah kar chikhane wala 'khoya-paya' anaunsamenta... sab kuchh majedar laga.. yahan tak ki jatadhari sadhuon ki hudadang bhi. chotiwala restaurent se lekar sadak kinare dhabe bhi thik-thak hi lage. waise bhi khane ke mamale men koee khas chois hai nahin apani so jo mil jaye dakar leta hoon.

dilli se rat २ baje nikala. muniraka se ऑto kiya. kamabakht mitar se chalane ko taiyar to huaa lekin aise raste ghuma ke le gaya ki १५० rupaye kiraya ban gaya. jitana aaee.yesa.bi.ti se haridwar ka bhi nahin hai. subah ९ baje main haridwar men tha. १० baje mere priy jan bhi aa gaye jinaki wajah se mujhe jana pada tha. man, babu ji, bhaiya, bhabhi, komal aur mayanka. poora pariwara. haridwar steshan se jab bahar nikala to wahan pandon ki laeen lagi thi jo jat-pat poochh rahe the. matalab saf tha thagi ka dhandha karane wale un sabaka kul-purohit banakar paise banane men lage the.

jate hi sabase pahale har ki paudi gaya. wahan sab ne apane pap dhone ke liye ganga me dubaki lagayi. mujhe bhi jabaran us pani men jane ke liye majaboor hona pada. waise dhoop to sakht thi lekin ganga ki dhar tez aur usaka pani utan hi thanda. jhootha dikhawa karate huye.. sabaki nazaron se bach-bachakar main kauaa-snan karake bahar aaya. ek bat to thi. wahan ka mahaul darshaniy tha. us mandir men basane walon me apani dilachaspi ho na ho.. lekin usake nam men jo kala-krtiyan ban gayi wo qabil-ye-tarif thi. ek taraf shankar ki itani wishal r oonchi moorti jitani ki khud wahan ki ek-do pahaden. chhote bade kul ७-८ ek rang ki mandiren. haridwar ki ghaten jo aisa lagata hai bas snan ke parapas sehi dizain ki gayi hon, waqaee achchhi thi.

pulis ka jattha mano taskin kar raha ho ki ham kisi ko khatare men nahin padane denge. sab ke sab jawana, kam umar wale. daroga se lekar sipahi taka. tairaki dasta bhi bilkul mustaida, mano kah rah ho - lakh koshish kar lo, doobane nahin denge. pandit rah-rah kar maik par chilla raha hai - sabun lagakar ganga men na utaren, ghat par khana na khayen, gandagi na failayen... wagairah-wagairaha!!

yahan se ab ham nikal pade - manasa dewi ki ora... chadhaee hi chadhaee.. khatam hone ka nam hi na le.. aur wo bhi sidhiyan!! pahad ho sidha to maza bhi aaye.. ek bat mujhe samajh nahin aati.. kis ullu ke patthe ne ye sazish ki. sare ke sare durga roop oonchi pahadi par jakar base hain. chahe haridwar ki manasa ya chandi dewi ho ya jammu ki waishno dewi. rookate-baithate-uthate-kasarat karate ham manasa dewi ke pas pahunche. १ ghante se zyada lag gaya us chadaee men. par raste men langoor aur bandaron ki chuhalabaziyon ne achchha manoranjan kiya. mere man men ropawe par chadane ki bat jo chal rahi thi wo khatam ho gayi chunki wo takaniki kharabiyon ki wajah se band tha. kamo-besh yahi kahani chandi dewi ke sath huee aur wahan ka rop-we bhi band hi tha.

pahala din khatam huaa par durbhagy se har ki paudi ki maha-aarati chhoot gayi so subah-subah uth kar jana pada. aarati yoon to bemani thi lekin drshy adabhuta. lakhon ya karodon diye ganga men ek sath prawahit ho rahe the. bade-bade thalon men aaratiyan ho rahi thi. chand ki parachhaee ganga men jhilamila rahi thi kyunki tab tak sooraj apane rath par sawar nahin huaa tha. isake bad hamane ek gadi rizarw ki jo hamen ऋshikesh ghumane wala tha.

shanti kunja, nilakantha, ram aur lakshman jhoola mere dimag men to shayad wo jagah nahin bana paya jo haridwar se wahan tak jane men istemal kiye raste ne banaya. pahadon aur jangalon ke bicha. hathiyon ka guchchha, unake gale men lagi tunatunati ghanti, aur unako hankata mahawat dilli shahar men bhoole-bhatake hi dikhate hain. upar wali sadak se niche wali sadak dikhati thi, aur niche wali sadak se upar wali. aisa lag raha tha mano ek hi jagah ke chakkar laga rahe hon.

haridwar ki sair kuchh mayanon me mast rahi to kuchh mayanon men behad ghatiya. karodon aadami ka pagal ki tarah bhagawan ka darshan karana jisamen durbhagy se mere parijan bhi shamil hain, mujhe kachotati rahi. isake sath-sath bharat jagrti morcha ka wo postar – “sarw dharm samana?” mujhe raste bhar hilata raha. kitaben ya patrikayen jo bhi kahiye, bant rahi thi jisamen se mere man ke hath bhi ek lagi. aur wo mujhe pada kar mano hindu dharm ki mahatta ko sabit karane ka kora prayas karane men lagi thi. ye ek patrika thi jo hindu dharm ki mahatta kam aur baqi dharmon ki khamiyan zyada gina rahi thi. man ko samajhane-bujhane ke bad (jo ki mushkil hai) doosare dina, rat १२ baje haridwar se dilli lautane ke liye bas staind ki taraf nikala to mera samana sirf unhi hording se hota raha – “sarw dharm samana?” aur mere munh se har bar galiyan nikalati rahi – “sarw dharm – adharma.”

biyar ki botal aur bachchon ki mar-mar

kaipital korta, muniraka. ऑfis se aane ke bad ek bigade dost ko samajhana tha. do-char filosanfi pilani thi. aur yah tab tak mumakin nahin tha jab tak use biyar na pilaoon. theke se do biyar ki botal li. bagal ke panawadi se ek dibbi sigaret li. aur wahin bane do-char chabootaraॊn men se ek par baith gaya. baithate hi bachchon ka hujoom wahan aa pahuncha. kul das-barah bachche honge. sab ke hath men ek-yek opanara.

“bhaiya! opanar lo, paisa nahin lagega bas biyar ki khali botal hamen de dena…”

“ham khud hi khol lenge, jao yahan se”, mainen jhidak diya. main kisi ko bhi aisi halat men kuchh dena pasand nahin karata. ’sahanubhooti’ aur ’tarasa’ jaise shabdon se mujhe bahut nafarat hai.

pata nahin achanak mujhe kya huaa ki mainen us hujum men khadi ek bachchi ko bulaya aur use ek rupaye ka sikka dekar usase opanar liya. mujhe bura laga. ek rupaye se usaki zindagi men kaun sa aamoolachool pariwartan hone wala tha? agar dena hi tha to kuchh aur deta. ek behatar zindagi!

mainen un sare bachchon ko yah kahakar bhagaya ki pine do, botal tab loge na jab ye khali hogi. wo chale gaye. hamane biyar pina shuru kiya.

abhi aadhi botal bachi hi thi ki ek bachchi mere pas aake baith gayi aur sifarish karane lagi ki main ye khali botal use de doon.

udhar se ek barah-terah sal ka bachcha aaya aur mujhe bolane laga ki ye botal use chahiye. usaka lahaza sakht tha. ladaki ne kaha – “bhaiya ye botal bech kar gutakha khayega, ise mat dena”

mainen poochha – “tum kya karogi ise bechakara?”

mujhe ek botal ke tin rupaye milenge, do botal ke chh: ho jayenge. main mammi ko de doongi to kal ki sabji ho jayegi.

wo ladaka is bachchi ke hath marodane laga. use dhamakaya bhi. mainen use dant kar bhagane ki koshish ki. par usane ulte mujhe dhamaki di ki agar mainen use ye botal na di to wo pulis ko batala dega. wo us bachchi ko marane laga. mujhe tajjub huaa. gussa bhi aaya. main usape hath to n utha saka lekin us bachchi ko usake giraft se nikalakar apane pas bitha liya. ladaka tas se mas na huaa. budabudaya – “thodi si bachi hai, agar poori botal bhari hoti n to batata.” main dara to nahin par usake gats ko dekhakar usake liye aashankit zaroor tha.

bachcha-jat men bhi wahi mahila shoshana! ya fir ग़ribi ki kuntha! ya sels ki bhanti set kiye huye kisi target ko poori karane ki bhookha! kuchh to zaroor tha! usaki kuntha isaki pushti kar raha tha.

“main dekhata hoon, mere siwa kaun ye botal le jata hai?”, ek ajib sa tewar tha usake pasa. ye tewar use aage kahan le jayega, kya pata? par usaka aaj khatare men tha jise sudhar pana mere liye mumakin nahin tha.

botal munh men hi lagi thi. abhi khatam nahin huee thi ki wo ladaka aur usake sath do-char aur jhapat pade. wo ladaki chupachap baithi rahi. usaki sookhi aur jhuki aankhe, udas chehara, aur nirbal haw-bhaw mano kah raha ho ki ab unaka kya chalega in ladakon ke samane.

ab ladaee us ladake aur ladaki ke bich se nikal chuki thi aur mardana jang ban chuki thi. char ladake. qarib ek hi umar ke. charo ek-doosare ke upara. manon botal nahin sone ki biskit ho. shayad unake liye yahi ho…! ya fir ye ladaee thi danbh ki, swabhiman ki, bhookh ki… ya shayad ek jhoothi jit ki.

mainne unase zor-zabaradasti botal chhin li, unhe bhagaya aur us bachchi ki taraf botal bada diya.

wo boli – “bhaiya!! isamen abhi bachi hai, pi lo tab de dena.”

bachapan men hi wo bachchi matrtw ka bhaw liye, aur wo bachcha bhediye ki shakl me dikha. sadakon par qismat tatolata, hath failata, gutakha chabata, bidi pita ye tin fit ka frem bhi usi manasikata ka hai jise hamara samaj dho raha hai. kya koee bhagawan hai jo is bhatakate bachapan ko ek naee rah de sake. yaqinan nahin! ye dosh kisake upar madhoon.

man glani se bhara raha ki kasha! main inake liye kuchh kar pata!! aur fir besharmon ki tarah wahan se wapas apani jhopadi ki or chal pada.

chup ho jao nahin to chalati tren se fenk doonga

sabhar - wikas kumar www.qalamse.blogspot.com
dharm hamare yahan ek behad sanwedanashil wishay hain. dharm ya bhagawan ke bare men kuchh bhi bolane se lakhon logon ki bhawanayen aise bhadakati hain jaise apani parachhaeen ko dekhakar bhed ya lal kapade ko dekhakar sand bhadakata hai. mujhe to lagata hai ki insan is wishay par aisa bhadakata hai ki kuchh der ke liye marakhand se marakhand sad bhi sharama jaye.


kyon ham apane dharm ke bare men aalochana ka ek shabd bhi nahin sunana chahate. kyon ham ram ko n manane walon ko chalati tren se fenk dene ki dhamaki de dete hain? kyon ham is bare men koee tark nahin karana chahate aur tarkapoorn baton ko bhi apani thonthi dalilon se pot dena chahate hain?


meri samajh se aisa isaliye hota hoga kyonki ham nahin chahte ki koee hamari soch par prahar kare balki yah chahate hain ki ham chijon ko jaise dekh rahe hain, samajh rahe hain doosare bhi waisa hi samajhen aur dekhen. usi rah par chalen jis rah par ham chal rahe hain. waise to bhagat sinh ko is desh men bahut ijjat di jati hai lekin dharm aur bhagawan ke bare men kahi gaee unaki baton ko log sire se nakar dete hain.

mera aise kuchh kattar hindooon se pala par chuka hai. aage kuchh bhi kahane se pahale main yahan ek bat saf kar dena chahata hoon ki jin logon se main us tren men mila wo wishw hindu parishad ya bajarang dal ke karyakarta nahin the balki hamare aapake jaise aam log the. jo ek aam zindagi jite hain.


bat jyada purani nahin hai. main apane bhaee ko banglaur pahooncha kar tren se patana laut raha tha. sanghamitra eksapres men mere sath jo aur sahayatri the uname se jyadatar bihar ya uttar pradesh ke the. wo log bhi apane-apane bete-betiyon ko pahuncha kar laut rahe the. tren men baithane ke thodi der bad hi ham sab ki jan pahachan ho gaee.

sham 6:30 ki gadi thi so pahali rat men halki-fulki batachit huee aur fir ham sab apane apane barth par so gaye. doosare din jaise-jaise gadi aage bad rahi thi hamari batachit bhi parawan chad rahi thi. dinabhar wahi sab baten hoti rahin jo aksar tren aur bason men yatra ke dauran hoti hain. jinhen aap rasta katau baten bhi kah sakate hain lekin jaise-jaise din dhalane laga waise-waise hi batachit ka mahaul bhi badalane laga.

ham logon ke sath ek muslim ladaka bhi safar kar raha tha. wah jyada pada likha nahin jan padata tha. bat kahin se ghoomate firate dharm aur khasakar islam dharm ke bare men hone lagi thi. karib karib char log aarop laga rahe the aur akele wah ladaka apani poori kshamata se apane dharm ka bachaw kar raha tha. is sab men ek mote taje pandit ji bhi the jo uttar pradesh se talluk rakhate the.

wo kuchh jyada hi aarop laga rahe the. jaise is dharm men to bachche ko paida hote hi marakat sikhaya jata hai. wo apani bat ko sabit karane ke liye har falatu se falatu tark ka sahara le rahe the.


jaise apani upar kahi bat ko sabit karane ke liye unhonn tark diya ki muslamanon men ladakon ka khatana hota hai aur khatana isaliye hota hai ki wo khoon dekh sake aur aage ke liye taiyar ho sake.


in sab ke bich main chup tha aur soch raha tha ki jaldi se jaldi yah wishay band ho lekin wo to bolate hi ja rahe the. unhen pata tha ki main peshe se patrakar hoon so unhone is bare men ray magin. lekin mainne kuchh bhi kahane se mana kar diya. ab unake sath-sath patana ke bhi kuchh logon ne mujhase bolane ke liye kaha.


main bolana to chahata hi tha lekin mahaul ko dekhakar chup tha. mainne un sabhi se kaha ki main is wishay men isaliye kuchh nahin bolana chahata kyonki main kisi bhi dharm aur kisi bhi bhagawan namak satta par wishwas nahin karata. par bolana pada. uttar pradesh wale pandit ji ne mujh par sawalon ki jhari laga di. jaise mere papa ka kya dharm hai? agar bhagawan nahin hai to yah duniya kaise chalati hai? agar koee shakti nahin hai to main kahan se paida huaa?


ye wahi kuchh sawal the jo har ek aastika, ek nastik ke samane rakhata hai. mainne bhi poori koshish ki jabaw dene ki aur unhen santusht karane ki lekin wo nahin mane. mainne apani bat ko bhagat sinh aur rahul sanskrtayan ke sahare bhi kahane ki koshish ki lekin koee fayada hota nahin dikha. halat is tarah ke ho gaye the ki us poore dbbe men kewal do log bol rahe the. ek pandit ji aur ek main.


kuchh log bich-bich men pandit ji ke sath ho jate the. main bilakul akela pad raha tha. so socha ki bat hi band kar doon. lekin wo mujhe aisa bhi nahin karane de rahe the. unaki be tark ki baten sun-sun kar mujhe gussa aa raha tha lekin main sanyam se unaki har bat ka jawab dene ki koshish kar raha tha. unaka chehara lal ho gaya tha. wo bolate-bolate mere bilakul pas wali sit par aa gaye the.

unhonne kaha ki itane sare log jo dharm aur bhagawan ko manate hain kya wo sare bewakoof hain? mainne kaha, aisa nahin hai lekin wo sare log mujhe andhe lagate hain jinhen kewal apana dharm aur apana bhagawan dikhata hai. kya hai bhagawan ka astiwa? kisane dekha hai bhagawan ko

ye andhapan nahin hai to aur kya hai ki ek pathar ki murtti jo bina aapaki madad se hil bhi nahin sakata usame aapako apana bhagawan dikhata hai. aap us ram ko japate hain aur maryada purush kahate hain jo apani garbhawati patni ko akele jangal men chhod deta hai. mainne kaha, agar aapake ram aaj hote to unaki patni ne talak le liya hota aur wo jel men saja kat rahe hote.


mere itana kahate hi unaka gussa satawen aasaman par pahoonch gaya aur unhonne mujhe chetawani dete huye kaha, “agar tumane aage ek shabd aur bola to yahin tren se fenk doonga.”


unake is bol ke sath hi wo batachit khatm ho gaee. wo apane barth par chale gaye aur sare log mujhe santwana dene lage aur main us wakt bilkul shant tha. aasapas khade kisi ne bhi unako yah nahin kaha ki aapane galat bola. isake ulat kuchh log mujhe hi samajha rahe the ki aise nahin bolana chahiye tha.


shayad sahi kah rahe the wo log ki mujhe apane wichar nahin rakhane chahiye the. chup rahana chahiye tha kyonki yahan waise log nahin chahiye jo dharm ke pakhand men nahin padana chahate hain aur is bare men khul kar bolana chahate hain.

jahannum ki jay ho!!

bahut logon ne daraya. samajhaya. batalaya . salah diye. bhagawan ke ghar der hai andher nahin. abhi bhi pooja-path shuru kar do. wo bahut dayalu hai. muaaf kar dega. subah do agarabatti unake nam se jala diya karo. mainen socha – agarabatti to abhi bhi jalata hoon. wo bat aur hai ki mere ghar is batti ki bhoomika shauchalay ko sugandhit karane ki hoti hai. shubhachintako ne bat aage badhayi - abhi jid karate ho. jab umar badhegi aur akal aayegi tab rona-dhona karoge. tab pachhatane se badhiya hai ki ab pooja-path shuru kar do. hindu ho. thoda to man rakho.

kuchh logon ne kaha, are allah-ishwar sabhi to ek hi hain. bas unako yad karo. pooja-path na bhi karo par unaki ijzat to karo. jahannum se bachoge. swarg ki prapti hogi. sudhar jao. in sajeshan bantane walon men se ek meri man bhi thi. bichari bahut darati hai ki kal ko usaka bhagawan mere sath kya salook karega.

main bhi sochane laga. aur socha. bahut der talak socha. jhijhaka, hichaka, aur fir nishkarsh par pahunch gaya. bola – jahannum ki jay ho. waise jannat men jakar bhi kya jahan pasand ke log mile hi nahin. agar bhagawan ko gariyane se ya use na manane se narak hi milani hai. tab to narak me mere chahete log baithe honge.

sadat hasan manto, bhagat sinha, lenina, fredrik nishe, albart kamo, salaman rushdi, rahul sanskrtyayana, husain sahaba, tasalima nasarina, kamaleshwara, mirza ग़ाliba… aur na jane kaun-kauna!! sab to jahannam men hi milenge. aur to aur mere dher sare dost bhi wahan milenge. mere priy khushawant ji ko bhi qayade se wahin hona chahiye.

jannat men jakar hi kya hoga – wahan modi ka bhashan aur maulawiyon ka fatawa sunake pak jaoonga. thakare pata nahin jannat ka kya hashr karega. wahan bhi kahin maratha prant na bana le. aur to aur wahan mera sabase bada dushman e. sooryaprakash bhi hoga jo husain sahab ki penting ke pichhe pagale hinduon ko bhadakane men laga huaa hai.

to fir ghanta se fikara…. bhad men jaye ram-nama… aur jhak mare jannat

apan ko jahnnam hi chahiye… “jahnnam ki jay ho”

dharm ke na rang hote, adharm fir hota nahin…

jit ke aage chhupa,
hai lobh ka kohara ghana…
har kar dekha hai mainnen,
sharm se jo munh bana..

parinam gar hote nahin to,
kitana sundar drshy hota..
fir wifal hota na koee,
aur na koee diwy hota…

n karn hi tab chhala jata,
aur n lanka jala jata…
door us ek ganw men fira,
naksali na pala jata..

dharm ke na rang hote,
adharm fir hota nahin…
befikr ho sote sabhi,
bachcha koee rota nahin…

main tumhe aadab bhi nahin kahoonga kyonki itani adab nahin hai mujhamen

logon ke chahete cheharon aur naqab-poshon,

main tumhe aadab bhi nahin kahoonga kyonki itani adab nahin hai mujhamen…

log kahate hain ki tum bahut taqatawar ho, tumane jahan banaya, aasaman banaya, ped-paudhe banaye, jiw-jantu banaye, chand-sitare banaye, insan banaya!! kul milakar sab kuchh tumhi ne banaya hai. tum chaho to kisi ko bhikhari bana sakate ho, chaho to kisi ko raja bana sakate ho. tum na chaho to hawayen chalani band ho jaye, sooraj nikalana band ho jaye, pralay aa jaye aur na jane kya-kya…

agar tum ho bhi, aur tumame aisi taqat hai to main tumhe chailenj karata hoon. main har minat tumhe gariyaoonga. jo ukhadana hoga-ukhad lena. tum se mera matalab tum sabhi se hai. chahe wo kapati ram ka huliya ho, ya jallad allah ka. chahe wo chamache indr ki soorat ho ya paiग़mbar mohammad ki. chahe wo napunsak jisas ki bat ho ya kamine krshn ki.

main gariyaoonga, gariyata hoo, aur gariyata rahoonga!!

tab taka, jab tak ya to tum logon ke dimag se nahin bhag jate, ya main mar nahin jata.
bhag jao!!

kisake liye?

kanpi, kata, aur pest wale sanwidhan ko abaki sath sal poore ho gaye. taee ji subah subah tiranga laharayengi aur taoo sham hote hi use utar lenge. in sath salon men 25 jhande chadate-utarate to jaroor dekha hai aaj ke dina. harek sal bas yahi sochata raha ki ye jashn kisake liye? ye shakti pradarshan kisake liye? ye dhama-dham fayaring kisake liye? topon ki salami kisake liye? roket ki kala-bajiyan kisake liye? jhankiya har rajy ki kisake liye? bhawy pared kisake liye? 10 din pahale se indiya get ki root ka trafik jam kisake liye? kabootaron ko udaya jana kisake liye? kaidiyon ko riha karane ki kawayad kisake liye? dikhane ke liye ya dekhane ke liye?
itana sab kuchh sochane ke bad har sal mai ek hi sawal par thaharata hoon, "jis desh men abhi bhi lakhon logon ki aamadani 20rupaye pratidin hai, us desh men men arabon ka kharcha ek din men... kisake liye?"

sooraj ko sahil tere aage hi dalana hoga…

har mushkil se tumako nikalana hoga,
khud hi, apana khuda banana hoga…

chilachilati dhoop aur kanpakanpati sarda,
behad qarib se inake guzarana hoga…

waqt dikhayega kabhi, kuchh ग़lat rahen,
aankhon ko haradam hi khula rakhana hoga..

dans lega, aastin men chhupa sanp kabhi,
unape bhi tumako, haule se hansana hoga..

tujhe parawah karane ki zururat hi kya hai,
sooraj ko 'sahila' tere aage hi dalana hoga…

mai ajibo-garib tarike se marana chahata hoon

itawar ki subah wakaee khas rahi jab chay ki chuskiyan aur yashawant bhaee ke wasiyataname par charcha chal rahi thi. bahut din se berojagar ghoom raha tha.. sochane ke liye kaee din pahale ek mudda soojha tha.."kya hai oopar wale ki laingweja".. tab se aaj tak matha-pachchi karane ki zuroorat nahin huee. to ab shuru karata hoon sochana main bhi apani maut ke bare...

mainne dekha hai budhape men logon ko khansate, main to aaj bhi khansata hoon.. lajami hai.. sutte jo udata hoon.. sochata hoon aaj aisi halat hai to budhape men kya hoga. isaliye main ४०-५० ke daramiyan hi uth jaoon to achchha rahega. aisa isaliye bhi hai ki mujhe har wakt kisi ka sahara lena pade, bat-bat par danktar ka aana-jana ho, mere bachche kam ki bajaye mujhame wyast rahen.. wo aur unaki biwiyan man hi man kahen, "buddha uthata kyoon nahin", isase behatar jaldi par pa lena hi hai. agar wo meri ijjat bhi karate hon fir bhi yahi kahenge, "papa ko jaldi mukti mil jaye to achchha rahega, wo bahut kasht men hain." aur kasht to mujhe hona hi hai choonki mai sigaret chhod nahin sakata..
itana to tay ho gaya ki ४०-५० men uth jaoon, ab sawal hai kaise uthana pasand karoonga. swabhawik maut mujhe ajib lagati hai.. marane wala bistar pe apani antim sanse gin raha ho... aur ekadam se khatama.. kuchh maut se darate huye, kuchh maut ko karib se dekhate huye.
mujhe aap bujadil samajhe ya bewakoofa.. magar hakikat to yahi hai ki mai ajibo-garib tarike se marana chahata hoon jisame mere pran bhi nikal jaye aur meri ek ichchha (antim ichchha nahin kahoonga, yah pahale bhi poori ho sakati hai.) bhi poori ho jaye.. mainne aaj tak kisi bade eksident ko karib se nahin dekha hai.. to meri chahat yahi hai ki kisi badi durghatana men meri maut ho.. jaise २६/११, ९/११ ya aisi hi koee badi ghatana.. koee danga, sunami, bhookanpa, wagairah-wagairaha.. is bahane meri maut ki tarikh koee bhool nahin payega.
marane ke bad meri lash ka kya ho? jalaya jaye, dafanaya jaye, bahaya jaye, ya yoon hi baloo-ghar men sadaya jaye.. sochenge, isapar bhi sochenge. pahale kuchh aur bhi jaroori baten rah gayi hain.. waise to meri aankhe -५ pawar ke chashme se hi chal pati hai, magar kya pata in aankhon se bhi koee ye duniya dekh le, isase mujhe bada puny milega.. (kyoonki ab tak ye aankhe khoobasoorati niharane ke kam hi aayi hai). waise sach kahoon to mujhe doosaron ke sharir ke sath chid-fad pasand nahin hai.. magar mai to dekhane ko jinda rahoonga nahin so mere sharir ki sath ye kiya jaye aur meri aankhon ka istemal ho, aisi meri kamana hai. baqi hisson ke sath chhed-chhad na ki jaye.
mai ek kattar nastik hoon. sakht majahab wirodhi. "allah - ishwar - ganda" ke astitw ko lalakarane aur nakarane me bharosa rakhata hoon. to isaliye kisi riti-riwaj ke mutabik mera kiraya-karam ho, aisa mai chahata nahin. to fir mere murde sharir ka kya ho.. mere hitaishi isake sath kya karenge, mujhe pata nahin.. magar meri ichchha yahi hai ki mere liye ek chhota sa ghar banaya jaye mere ganw men. jisame badi khidakiyan, bade darawaze hon. ek kamare ka ghara, tin taraf khidakiyan aur ek darawaja.. chhat usaka piramid ki shep men ho.. us ghar ke thik bichon-bich ek chhota sa chabootara taip bane, jisape umda kwaliti ke marbals lage ho. usake niche mere murde sharir ko jagah di jaye. koee bhi mantr na padha jaye isase mere mrt sharir ko duःkh hoga.. han, dhupa, batti jalane par pabandi na rahe.. isase wahan ka watawaran sahi rahega.
is samaroh men wo sare log aamantrit rahen jinase mera katu ya madhur sambandh raha hai.. magar kuchh logon ko mai chahoonga ki na aayen..
a) kisi bhi pandit ko na bulaya jaye.
ba) indiya tiwi ka koee riportar na aaye. (inkes mai koee nami-girami parsanaliti ban gaya)
sa) aupacharikata nibhane wale log bilakul warjit hain.
da) rone-dhone wali gramin mahilayen na aaye. (wo chillati jyada, aur aansu kam bahati hain)

meri ye tamam ichchhayen jo bhi poori kar dega, wo meri tamam sanpatti ka waris hoga. halanki ye ek risk hai kyoonki jama poonji ke nam par wartaman andhakar men hai, han karj jaroor hai.. kya pata tab tak sahi ho jaye..

to kaun hoga mere sanpatti ka agala warisa????

nafarat kahan-kahan se mitayen!!

nafarat kahan-kahan se mitayen!! ek ghar ki kahani hai. wahan ek ladake ka janm huaa. khushi ki bat thi. pahala bachcha tha. waise beti bhi hoti to bhi khushiyan hi manayi jati. ghar ek pade-likhe aur sabhy aadami ka mana jata tha. bachche ka nam kya rakha jaye, socha ja raha tha. mujhase bhi ek nam sujhane ko kaha gaya. maine socha kyun na isi bachche ke bahane thodi si hi sahi, dooriyan patane ki koshish ki jaye. maine fon karake nam batalaya – sahila. ye nam mujhe achchha lagata hai. athah sagar ka kinara. samandar ka dayara sahil tak hi to hota hai.
is fon-warta ke karib ek mahine bad inalogon se mera milana mumakin huaa. mainen poochha, bhaee kya nam rakha bachche ka. unane bataya, bachche ka nam usake dada ji ne rakha hai, mayank sawarna. sun ke achchha laga. “waise sahil nam bhi bura nahin tha”, mainen kaha. “paग़l ho gaye hain kya! ye to muslimon wala nam hai. ham hindu hain”, aath sal ki ek bachchi bich men bol padi.
ye jawab kisi bade ne diya hota to mujhe koee hairani nahin hoti. lekin us bachchi ke is jawab ne najane kitane sawal khade kar diye mere man men!!!
wo ghar kisi aur ka nahin mera hi tha. wo nawajat shishu mere bade bhaee-sahab ki pahali santan thi. aur wo bachchi mere sabase bade bhaee ki ikalauti aur dulari beti thi.
jis ghar men bete-beti ko lekar koee bhed-bhaw nahin, wahan majahab ko lekar kitani oonchi diwar bani hai. ab aap hi bataiye, kahan kahan se mitaoon nafarata!!!

aao!! dariddar bhagayen...

“hukka pati loy-laya,
lakshmi ghara, dariddar bahara”
pata nahin dilli men aisi koee rasm nibhayi jati hai ki nahin. mere ganw men to hamesha se hi diwali men santhi jalakar dariddar ko bahar bhagaya jata hai. mana jata hai ki lakshmi ghar tabhi aayegi jab dariddar bahar jayega. isaki widwanon ne kya wiwechana ki hai, kya pata!! par sach to yahi hai ki kisi na kisi widhi se inhe bahar bhagane ka tarika dhoondh hi liya jata hai. chahe lakshmi ke nam para, ya kanman welth gem ke nam para.
aur waise bhi jisaka bhagawan na huaa, usaki dilli kahan hogi!!

daru ki khumari aur dewata ki yad

sabase pahale mafi ek lambe wiram ke liye..




yek dost ke yahan daru ki dawat thi. panch log the hama. pine ka karabar shuru huaa. thodi bahut jhunaki sawar hone lagi thi. ek ne gunagunana shuru kiya, "gulabi aankhe, jo mainne dekhi...". mainne bich men tang adaee. bhaee! aankhe jhil si ho sakati hai. gusse se lal ho sakati hai. aasaman si nili ho sakati hai. billi ke mafik bhoori ho sakati hai. lekin gulabi to kisi soorat men nahin ho sakati. ye wisheshan to aankhon ke liye diya hi nahin ja sakata.

yek sahab aawesh men aa gaye. kahane lage, aara.di.warman kya bewakoof the jo unane is gane men myoojik diya? daru ki khumari to thi hi. mera nechar bhi aisa hai ki jo kah diya so kah diya. mainne bat aage badaee. warman ho ya akhtar ho, jo galat hai so galat hai.

dalilon ka silasila shuru huaa. kisi ne kaha, aankhon ko dhakane wali chamadi gulabi hi to hoti hai. mainne kaha wo palak hai, aankhe nahin. kisi ne kaha aankhon men jhank ke dekhiye, kuchh gulabi-gulabi sa tairata hai unake bicha. mainne kaha bhaee aankhon ke rang se matalab hota hai ki aapake dimbe ka kya rang hai.

yek bhaee sahab kood pade. gusse se lal huye jan padate the. bole, "aap kya barman sahab se zyada widwan samajhate hain khud ko. aapamen himmat hai to bhagawan ram ko aise galat thahara ke dekhiye." main kuchh bolata isase pahale hi wo bole, "aap hindu hone ke nate unake bare men kuchh nahin bol sakate, isi hisab se barman sahab myoojik ke bhagawan hain, aur aapako unake bare men bolane ka bhi koee adhikar nahin hai."

mainne poochha, aapaki bat khatam ho gayi? jawab aaya, han. mainne kaha, bhaee ram ka to hisab-kitab aisa hai ki samane ho to sale ka sar fod doon. le teri! mera aisa bolana tha ki bawal shuru ho gaya. mainne safaee di. ruk jaeeye. shant ho jaeeye. meri bat sun lijiye. fir jo man men aaye kijiye. mujhe bhaga dijiye ya khud bhag jaeeye. ganimat thi ki wo sunane ko taiyar ho gaye. mainne sita ke garbhawati hone ke bada, unake wanawas ka prasang uthaya. unhonne tark diya, ram to maryada puroshattam the. unhonne apani praja ke liye aisa kiya. aisa karake unhonne sabit kiya ki unake samrajy men dhobi ki bat ko bhi mahatw diya jata hai.

tark katate huye mai bol pada, sala! aisa bhi kya maryada puroshattam hona ki ek dhobi ki galatafahami door karane ke bajay usake shak ko sahi sabit kiya jaye. aur ewaj men garbhawati aurat ko jangal ka rasta dikhaye.

sahamati men ek dost ne sar hilaya. josh men bola, rahul bilakul sahi kah rahe ho. ye to mainne socha hi nahin tha. wo sala to sach men kamina nikala.
doosara dost (rawi) tilamila utha. rahul baboo! ham yahan pine aaye the, aur tum ya to is mudde pe bahas mat karo, ram ji ke khilaf kuchh bolo nahin, ya yahan se uthakar chale jao. mainne kaha, bhaee bahas mainen shuru nahin ki hai. jo mujhase sahamat tha wo kood pada, bola, rahul ko kuchh mat boliye. wo sahi kah raha hai.

rawi ko lag raha tha ki agar rahul kuchh der aur thahar gaya to mar-pit ki naubat aa jayegi kyoonki baqi log bhi lal ho rahe the. usane kaha, rahul babu aap jaeeye.

daru chal rahi thi, paig dar paig ban rahe the, sigaret ke sigaret jal rahe the, aur bahas ka rang bhi badalata ja raha tha. gulabi aankhon se ab mar-pit ki naubata. mai man hi man muskura raha tha. itane men mera samarthak garam ho gaya. rahul jayega, usase pahale main jaoonga. rawi ka choonki wo khas tha so use rokane ki koshish ki gayi. usane kichan se chhoora nikal liya. mujhe koee mat roko, mai mar daloonga.

mamala ganbhir hone laga. wo kisi ki sunane ko taiyar nahin tha. do ghante tak usaki man-mannawwal chali tab jakar kahin wo mana. mainne bhi wahan se khisakana uchit samajha. daru ke nashe men bhakton ki aisi shradgha kahan dekhane ko milegi.

pyare bhaee pakistan

pyare bhaee pakistana,
janmadin ki basathawin sal girah mubarak ho..

mai tumase kabhi alag nahin hona chahata tha, aakhir tum aur main to ek hi the na, lekin in logon ka kya karen jinhonne majahab ke nam par hamen ek se do kar diya. khaira, batao tum kaise ho? mujhe maloom hai inadinon tum kuchh mushkil daur men gujar rahe ho, kya bataoon mai bhi to waisi hi halat men hoon. ek wo wakt tha jab wismila, bhagata, aur rajaguru sab ek sath milakar lad rahe the, koee jati nahin, koee majahab nahin jo unhen alag kar pata. jaise hi angrejon ko hamare sapooton ne mar bhagaya, waise hi insan ki matalab parasti samane aane lagi.. aur fir hamen bant diya gaya..

ab choonki hakikat yahi hai, to hamen isi sach ke sath jina hoga, tumhari khabar mujhe milati rahati hai, mai bhi thik-thak hi hoon.. tumhare sath itani to khushakismati hai ki tumhare janmadin ki badhaee tumhare log tumhari juban men dete hain, meri to kismat aisi ho gayi hai.. khas meri aazadi ke din bhi, wilayati bhasha boli jati hai.. jise mere log samajhate nahin.. bas dekhate hain.. karodo roopaye aise hi fook dete hain topon ki salami aur bematalab ki shan men.. tum bhi pareshani men ho mujhe pata hai.. hamare hath men kuchh hai bhi to nahin.. chalo ek bar fir se ye ummid karate hain ki in logon ke dimag se majahab ka fitoor nikal jayen..aapas men ladane-jhagadane ki bajay ye milakar chalen.. bhaee! kashmir ka masala to mere samajh men hi nahin aata.. jab hamen logon ki bat par bant diya gaya.. to chalo use bhi bant do.. wahan ke logon se poochh lo.. kya chahate hain... khair ye sab to inhi par nirbhar hai..

chalo chhodo in dard bhari baton ko aur doob jao aazadi ke jashn men... jhoomo.. nacho.. gao.. rone ka fayada hi kya hai..

tumhara bhaee
hindustana.

mulk se pahachan apani, hai watan ye jan apani,

mulk se pahachan apani,
hai watan ye jan apani,
majahabon ko bhool jayen,
bas jamin ho pran apani..

aao ye nishchay karen hama,
sath hi milakar rahen hama,
ho aman hi dharm apana,
prem se bandhakar chalen hama,
hindu na koee, sikh koee na,
aur na koee jat apani,
mulk se pahachan apani..
hai watan ye jan apani...

yad chal kar len unhen
jo hansate-hansate chal pade,
is watan ke waste jo,
sooli pe bhi chadh gaye,
unake jaise hi hamesha,
ho jamin ye shan apani,
mulk se pahachan apani,
hai watan ye jan apani..

saty ke the wo pujari,
aur ahinsa men bharosa,
jati-majahab chhod kar saba,
sang the unake hamesha,
unake raste par chale hama,
desh hi ho aan apani,
mulk se pahachan apani,
hai watan ye jan apani,
majahabon ko bhool jayen,
bas jamin ho pran apani..

tumhare dharm ki kshay (bhag do)

aapane “tumhare dharm ki kshay (bhag eka)” pada.. isase aage ka ansh pesh kar raha hoon, aapake tawakko ki khas zaroorat hai.. ummid hai rahul sanskrtyayan ji ka yah aalekh aapako sochane par wiwash karega.. majahab ki dakiyanoosi auqat khatm karane ki meri is koshish men aapaka sath apekshit hai.

kahane ke liye to hinduon par tana kasate huye islam kahata hai ki hamane jat-pant ke bandhanon ko tod diya. islam men aate hi sab bhaee-bhaee ho jate hain. lekin kya yah bat sach hai? yadi aisa hota to aaj momin (julaha), apsar (dhuniya), rain (kunjada) aadi ka sawal n uthata. arjal aur asharaf ka shabd kisi ke munh par n aata. saiyad-shekha, malik-pathana, usi tarah ka khyal apane se chhoti jatiyon se rakhate hain, jaisa ki hinduon ke badi jat wale. khane ke bare men chhootachhat kam hai aur wah to ab hinduon men bhi kam hota ja raha hai. lekin sawal to hai sanskrtik aur aarthik kshetr men islam ki badi jaton ne chhoti jaton ko kya aage badane ka kabhi mauka diya? dharmik neta hon, to badi-badi jaton se shahi darabar aur sarakari naukariyan sabhi jagahen badi jaton ke liye surakshit rahin. jamindara, tallukedara, nawab sabhi badi jaton ke hain. hindustaniyon men se char-panch karod aadamiyon ne hinduon ke samajika, aarthik aur dharmik atyacharon se tran pane ke liye islam ki sharan li. lekina, islam ki badi jaton ne kya unhen wahan panapane diya? sat sau baras bad bhi aaj ganw ka momin jamindaron aur badi jaton ke julm ka waisa hi shikar hai, jaisa ki usaka padosi kanoo-kurmi. hinduon se jhagad kar angrejon ki khushamad karake kaunsilon ki siton, sarakari naukariyon men apane liye sankhya surakshit karayi jati hai. lekin jab us sankhya ko apane bhitar witaran karane ka awasar aata hai, tab unamen se prayaः sabhi ko badi jati wale saiyad aur shekh apane hath men le lete hain. sath-satha, sattar-sattar fisadi sankhya rakhane wale momin aur ansar munh takate rah jate hain. bahana kiya jata hai ki unamen utani shiksha nahin. lekin sat sau aur hajar baras bad bhi yadi we shiksha men itane pichhade huye hain, to isaka dosh kisake oopar hai? unhen kab shikshit hone ka awasar diya gaya? jab padane ka awasar aaya, chhatrawrtti dene ka mauka aaya, tab to dhyan apane bhaee-bandhuon ki taraf chala gaya. momin aur ansara, bawarchi aur chaparasi, khidamatagar aur hukkabaradar ke kam ke liye bane hain. unamen se koee yadi shikshit ho bhi jata hai, to usaki sifarish ke liye apani jati men to waisa prabhawashali wyakti hai nahin; aura, bahar wale apane bhaee-bandhu ko chhodakar un par tarajih kyon dene lage? naukariyon aur padon ke liye itani daudadhoopa, itani jaddojahad sirf khidamate-kaum aur desh sewa ke liye nahin hai, yah hai rupayon ke liye, ijjat aur aaram ki jindagi basar karane ke liye.
hindu aur musalaman farak-farak dharm rakhane ke karan kya unaki alag jati ho sakati hai? jinaki nason men unhin poorwajon ka khoon bah raha hai jo isi desh men paida huye aur pale, fir dadi aur chutiya, poorab aur pashchim ki namaj kya unhen alag kaum sabit kar sakati hai? kya khoon pani se gada nahin hota? fir hindu aur musalaman ke farak se bani in alag-alag jatiyon ko hindustan se bahar kaun swikar karata hai? japan men jaiye ya jarmani, eeran jaiye ya turki sabhi jagah hamen hindi aur ‘indiyana’ kahakar pukara jata hai. jo dharmabhaee ko begana banata hai, aise dharm ko dhikkara! jo majahab apane nam par bhaee ka khoon karane ke liye prerit karata hai, us majahab par lanata! jab aadami chutiya kat dadi badane bhar se musalaman aur dadi muda chutiya rakhane matra se hindu maloom hone lagata hai, to isaka matalab saf hai ki yah bhed sirf bahari aur banawati hai. ek chini chahe bauddh ho ya musalamana, eesaee ho ya kanafoosi, lekin usaki jati chini rahati hai; ek japani chahe bauddh ho ya shinto-dharmi, lekin usaki jati japani rahati hai; ek eerani chahe wah musalaman ho ya jaratusta, kintu wah apane liye eerani chhod doosara nam swikar karane ke liye taiyar nahin. to ham-hindiyon ke majahab ko tukade-tukade men bantane ko kyon taiyar hain aur is najayaj harakaton ko ham kyon bardasht karen?
dharmon ki jad men kulhada lag gaya hai; aura, isaliye ab majahabon ke melamilap ki baten kabhi-kabhi sunane men aati hain. lekina, kya yah sambhaw hai? ”majahab nahin sikhata aapas men bair rakhana“ is safed jhooth ka kya thikana agar majab bair nahin sikhata to choti-dadi ki ladaee men hajar baras se aaj tak hamara mulk pamal kyon hai? purane itihas ko chhod dijiye, aaj bhi hindustan ke shaharon aur ganwon men ek majahab walon ko doosare majahab walon ke khoon ka pyasa kaun bana raha hai? kaun gay khane walon ko lada raha hai. asal bat yah hai ”majahab to hai sikhata aapas men bair rakhana. bhaee ko hai sikhata bhaee ka khoon pina.“ hindustaniyon ki ekata majahabon ke mel par nahin hogi, balki majahabon ki chita para. kauye ko dhokar hans nahin banaya ja sakata. kamali dhokar rang nahin chadaya ja sakata. majahabon ki bimari swabhawik hai. usaka, maut ko chhodakar ilaj nahin.
yek taraf to we majahab ek-doosare ke itane jabardast khoon ke pyase hain. unamen se har ek ek-doosare ke khilaf shiksha deta hai. kapade-latte, khane-pine, boli-bani, riti-riwaj men har ek ek-doosare se ulta rasta leta hai. lekina, jahan garibon ko choosane aur dhaniyon ki swarth-raksha ka prashn aa jata hai; to donon bolate hain. gadaha-ganw ke maharaj bewakoof bakhsh sinh sat pusht se pahale darje ke bewakoof chale aate hain. aaj unake pas pachas lakh salana aamadani ki jamindari hai jisako prapt karane men n unhonne ek dhela akal kharch ki aur n apani buddhi ke bal par use chhai din chala hi sakate hain. n we apani mehanat se dharati se ek chhatank chawal paida kar sakate hain, n ek kankadi guda. maharaj bewakoof bakhsh sinh ko yadi chawala, gehoon, ghi, lakadi ke dher ke sath ek jangal men akele chhod diya jaye, to bhi unamen n itani buddhi hai aur n unhen kam ka dhang maloom hai ki apana pet bhi pal saken; sat din men billa-billa kar jaroor we wahin mar jayenge. lekin aaj gadaha ganw men maharaj das hajar rupaya mahina to motar ke tel men foonk dalate hain. bis-bis hajar rupaye jode kutte unake pas hain. do lakh rupaye lagakar unake liye mahal bana huaa hai. un par alag daktar aur naukar hain. garmiyon men unake gharon men baraf ke tukade aur bijali ke pankhe lagate hain. maharaj ke bhojan-chhajan ki to bat hi kya? unake naukaron ke liye naukar bhi ghi-doodh men nahate hain, aur jis rupaye ko is prakar pani ki tarah bahaya jata hai, wah aata kahan se hai? usake paida karane wale kaisi jindagi bitate hain? we dane-dane ko muhataj hain. unake ladakon ko maharaj bewakoof bakhsh ke kutton ka jootha bhi yadi mil jaye, to we apane ko dhany samajhen.
lekina, yadi kisi dharmanuyayi se poochha jaye, ki aise bewakoof aadami ko bina hath-pair hilaye doosare ki kasale ki kamaee ko pagal ki tarah fenkane ka kya adhikar hai to pandit ji kahenge ”are we to poorw ki kamaee kha rahe hain. bhagawan ki or se we bade banaye gaye hain. shastr-wed kahate hain ki bade-chhote ke banane wale bhagawan hain. garib dane-dane ko mara-mara firata hai, yah bhagawan ki or se usako dand mila hai.“ yadi kisi maulawi ya padari se poochhiye to jawab milegaµ”kya tum kafir ho, nastik to nahin ho? amir-garib duniya ka karabar chalane ke liye khuda ne banaye hain. raji-b-raja khshuda ki marji men insan ka dakhal dene ka kya haka? garibi ko nyamat samajho. usaki bandagi aur faramabaradari baja lao, kayamat men tumhen isaki majadoori milegi.“ poochha jay jab bina mehanat hi ke maharaj bewakoof bakhsh sinh dharati par hi swarg aanand bhog rahe hain to aise ‘andher nagari chaipat raja’ ke darabar men bandagi aur faramabaradari se kuchh hone-hawane ki kya ummida?

mulk ki mayyat men aana hoga...

afawahon ke bazar men,
aajakala, samachar men,
mahasood hai surkhiyon men,
tiwi aur akhabar men,
betullah bhi,
hakimullah bhi...
pith thapathapane ka daur hai,
aupacharikatayen abhi aur hai,
jo khabar abhi apusht hai,
usase janata santusht hai,
aur us khabar ki kahan fikar hai,
jahan adh-nangon, bhookhon ka zikar hai,
roti ke abhaw men koee marata hai,
rozi ke talash men koee sadata hai,
har din insaniyat ka balatkara,
bhi to banata hai samachara,
kabhi sharir se, kabhi wyawahar se,
kabhi bhookh se, kabhi wichar se,
kaun sochega,
kyoon sochega,
sochane ke liye itane to masale hain,
kabhi taja, kabhi swat pe hamale hain,
man lo jashn mere dosta,
matam bhi manana hoga,
apane ghar men gar na jhanka,
mulk ki mayyat men aana hoga...

oopar wale ka kuchh aisa "rahula", dosh likho...

likha bahut hai prema, jara aakrosh likho,
mar-kat mach jaye, aisa rosh likho,

duniyadari bahut likhi aur likha amana,
bhadak uthe bhawanayen, aisa josh likho,

sahanubhooti hai likhi bahuta, piditon hetu,
khade ho saken wo, aisa udaghosh likho,

allah-o-akabara, ram-nama, sab khatm karo,
insan bane insana, chalo ki ab hosh likho,

majahab ke thekedar sabhi ho jayen sanna,
oopar wale ka kuchh aisa "rahula", dosh likho...

tumhare dharm ki kshay (bhag eka)

sandip bhaee ki madad se ye behtarin aalekh mila, ye aalekh thoda bada hai so do bhagon men pesh kar raha hoon, gaur faramayiyega..

• rahul sankrtyayan

waise to dharmon men aapas men matabhed hai. ek poorab munh karake pooja karane ka widhan karata hai, to doosara pashchim ki ora. ek sir par kuchh bal badana chahata hai, to doosara dadi. ek moonchh katarane ke liye kahata hai, to doosara moonchh rakhane ke liye. ek janawar ka gala retane ke liye kahata hai, to doosara ek hath se gardan saf karane ko. ek kurte ka gala dahini taraf rakhata hai, to doosara baeen tarafa. ek jooth-mith ka koee wichar nahin rakhata, to doosare ke yahan jati ke bhi bahut-se choolhe hain. ek khuda ke siwa doosare ka nam bhi duniya men rahane nahin dena chahata, to doosare ke dewataon ki sankhya nahin. ek gay ki raksha ke liye jan dene ko kahata hai, to doosara usaki kurbani se bada sabab samajhata hai.
isi tarah duniya ke sabhi majahabon men bhari matabhed hai. ye matabhed sirf wicharon tak hi simit nahin rahe, balki pichhale do hajar warshon ka itihas batala raha hai ki in matabhedon ke karan majahabon ne ek-doosare ke oopar julm ke kitane pahad dhaye. yoonan aur rom ke amar kalakaron ki krtiyon ka aaj abhaw kyon dikhata hai? isaliye ki wahan ek majahab aaya jo aisi moortiyon ke astitw ko apane liye khatare ki chij samajhata tha. eeran ki jatiy kala, sahity aur sanskrti ko namashesh-sa kyon ho jana pada? kyonki, use ek aise majahab se pala pada jo insaniyat ka nam bhi dharati se mita dene par tula huaa tha. meksiko aur peroo, turkistan aur afaganistana, jahan bhi dekhiye, majahabon ne apane ko kala, sahitya, sanskrti ka dushman sabit kiya, aur kitana khoon-kharaba kiya isake liye to poochhiye mata. apane-apane khuda aur bhagawan ke nam para, apani-apani kitabon aur pakhandon ke nam par manushy ke khoon ko unhonne pani se bhi sasta kar dikhalaya. yadi purane yoonani dharm ke nam par niraparadh eesaee bachche boodon, stri-purushon ko sheron se fadawana, talawar ke ghat utarana bade puny ka kam samajhate the, to pichhe adhikar hath aane par eesaee bhi kya unase pichhe rahe? eesamasih ke nam par unhonne khulakar talawar ka istemal kiya. jarmani men insaniyat ke bhitar logon ko lane ke liye katle-aam-sa macha diya gaya. purane jarman ok wrksh ki pooja karate the. kahin aisa n ho ki ye ok hi unhen fir pathabhrasht kar den, isake liye bastiyon ke aasapas ek bhi ok ko rahane n diya gaya. pop aur petrayarka, injil aur eesa ke nam par pratibhashali wyaktiyon ke wichar-swatantray ko aag aur lohe ke jariye se dabate rahe. jara se wichar-bhed ke liye kitanon ko charkhi se dabaya gaya kitanon ko jite ji aag men jalaya gaya. hindustan ki bhoomi aisi dharmik matandhata ka kam shikar nahin rahi hai. islam ke aane se pahale bhi kya majahab ne mantra ke bolane aur sunane walon ke munh aur kanon men pighale range aur lakh ko nahin bhara? shankarachary aise aadami jo ki sari shakti laga gala fad-fad kar yahi chillate rahe the ki sabhi brahm hain, brahm se bhinn sabhi chijen jhoothi hain tatha ramanuj aur doosaron ke bhi darshan jabani jama-kharch se aage nahin bade, balki sari shakti lagakar shoodron aur daliton ko niche daba rakhane men unhonne koee kor-kasar utha nahin rakhi thi aur islam ke aane ke bad to hindoo-dharm aur islam ke khoonrej jhagade aaj tak chal rahe hain. unhonne to hamare desh ko ab tak narak bana rakha hai. kahane ke liye islam shakti aur wishw-bandhutw ka dharm kahalata hai; hindoo-dharm brahmajnyan aur sahishnuta ka dharm batalaya jata hai; kintu kya in donon dharmon ne apane is dawe ko karyaroop men parinat karake dikhalaya? hindu musalamanon par dosh lagate hain ki ye begunahon ka khoon karate hain; hamare mandiron aur pawitr tirthon ko bhrasht karate hain; hamari striyon ko bhaga le jate hain. lekina, jhagade men kya hindu begunahon ka khoon karane se baj aate hain. chahe aap kanapur ke hindoo-muslim jhagade ko le lijiye ya banaras ke, ilahabad ke ya aagare ke; sab jagah dekhenge ki hinduon aur musalamanon ke chhure aur lathiyon ke shikar huye hain, niraparadha, ajanabi stri-purusha, boode-bachche. ganw ya doosare muhalle ka koee abhaga aadami anajane us raste aa gujara aur koee pichhe se chhoora bhonk kar champat ho gaya. sabhi dharm daya ka dawa karate hain, lekin hindustan ke is dharmik jhagadon ko dekhiye, to aapako maloom hoga ki yahan manushyata panah mang rahi hai. nihatthe boode aur boodiyan hi nahin, chhote-chhote bachche tak mar dale jate hain. apane dharm ke dushmanon ko jalati aag men fenkane ki bat ab bhi dekhi jati hai.
yek desh aur ek khoon manushy ko bhaee-bhaee banate hain. khoon ka nata todana aswabhawik hai, lekin ham hindustan men kya dekhate hain? hinduon ki sabhi jatiyon men, chahe aarambh men kuchh bhi kyon n raha ho ab to ek hi khoon daud raha hai; kya shakal dekhakar kisi ke bare men aap batala sakate hain ki yah brahman hai aur yah shoodra. koyale se bhi kale brahman aapako lakhon ki tadat men milenge. aur shoodron men bhi gehuyen rang walon ka abhaw nahin hai. pas-pas men rahane wale straी-purushon ke yaun-sambandha, jati ki or se hajar rukawat hone par bhi, ham aaye din dekhate hain. kitane hi dhani khanadanon, rajawanshon ke bare men to log saf kahate hain ki das ka ladaka raja aur dasi ka ladaka rajaputra. itana hone par bhi hindoo-dharm logon ko hajaron jatiyon men bante huye hain. kitane hi hindoo, hindu ke nam par jatiy ekata sthapit karana chahate hain. kintu, wah hindu jatiyata hai kahan? hindu jati to ek kalpanik shabd hai. wastutaः wahan hain brahmanaµbrahman bhi nahin, shakadwipi, sanadhya, jujhautiyaµrajapoota, khatraी, bhoomihara, kayastha, chamar aadi-aadi.... ek rajapoot ka khana-pina, byah-shraddh apani jati tak simit rahata hai. usaki samajik duniya apani jati tak mahamood hai. isiliye jab ek rajapoot bade pad par pahunchata hai, to naukari dilane, sifarish karane ya doosare taur se sabase pahale apani jati ke aadami ko fayada pahunchana chahata hai. yah swabhawik hai. jab ki chaibison ghante marane-jine sabamen sambandh rakhane wale apane biradari ke log hain, to kisi ki drshti door tak kaise jayegi?

teri bandagi dekhakara, main jhuk gaya mere bhaee..

wo kahata hai, waha! kya mal hai?
kudi gajab hai, bemisal hai,
usaki figara! oha! kasha! ek rat ke liye!
aa jati, jawani ki uthi pyas ke liye..

apani mardanagi ka ahasas hai use,
par khuda ka bhi aabhas hai use,
kahata hai, rahul bhaee main allah ke khilaf kuchh nahin sun sakata,
unake khilaf ek kadam bhi nahin chal sakata,
unaki tauhin main bardasht nahin kar sakata,
han! magar namaj nahin pad sakata..

aaj tak mainne auraton ki ijjat nahin ki,
unase kabhi mohabbat nahin ki,
unake sath romans kiya,
rat ko pab men dans kiya,

par choonki main allah ki na-faramani nahin kar sakata,
unake kayadon ko nahin tod sakata,
isaliye aaj tak kisi aurat ke sath jana nahin kiya,
par han smooch ke liye unhen mana nahin kiya,

biyar pi leta hoon, par sharab to haram hai,
najaron se balatkar karo, par bistar pe haram hai,
wah re mere sachche musalaman bhaee,
teri bandagi dekhakara, main jhuk gaya mere bhaee..

sab hawasi, kapati, pakhandi hai....

wipra, mulla, padari saba,
hain chor ki biradari saba,
moodh tulasi kahata hai ki nari,
hoti hai triya charitr wali,
aur kuran men kahin is bat ka ullekh hai,
nariyan nar ki kharidi huee ek khet hai.

har kahani granth ki sirf ek shadayantr hai,
jhooth har ik tantra, aur dhong har ik mantr hai,
shadayantr hai ye, adhikar hanan karane ka,
nari shakti aur man mardan karane ka,

ibadat karana bhi gunah hai baith mardon ke sanga,
allah ke darabar ka yah kaisa dhanga?
hawasi hai pandita, use kyoon bhagawan ka dara,
waishya banata bachchiyon ko dewadasi kahakara,

har majahab ek-dooje ka sangi hai,
sab hawasi, kapati, pakhandi hai....

kyoon karoon pooja main tere bhagawan ki....

kyoon karoon pooja, main tere bhagawan ki,
astitwawihina, ek satyahin anajan ki..

langada-loolha, mook-badhira, aankhon se paidal hai wo,
shakti sirf kathaon men hai us banar hanuman ki,

janaki ko wan bhog huaa, jab panw usake bhari the,
kaisi dhrshtata thi yaha, us papi kapati ram ki,

prem swang kisi aur se, byah rachaee aur se,
dhoort krshn ne bali chadhaee radha ke araman ki,

'bhola' bhala wo kya hoga, balak pe jo krodh dikhata tha,
griwa kat dali us papi ne, parwati-santan ki,

hansata hoon main tere us swarg-lok ke dew para,
jise dara deti thi tapasya, ek adane insan ki...

kyoon karoon pooja main tere bhagawan ki....

upar wale ki laingwej

in dinon matha-pachchi men laga hoon ki kya hogi upar wale ki laingweja. hindu bhaee ke bhagawan ne srshti rachi, muslim bhaee ke allah ne jahan banaya, aur isaee doston ke jisas ne arth ko kriyet kiya. ghoom-fir kar main yahan tak pahuncha ki bhaiya dharati to poore brahmand men ikalauti grah hi hai. aur jab dharati ek hai to swarg-narka, jannat-jahhanuma, aur haiwen-hel bhi ek hi hoga. manane wali bat hoti agar yah kaha jata ki sare dharm ke mukhiya ne milakar ek miting ki aur wichar-wimarsh ke bad nirman kary shuru kiya. magar koee aisa kahata nahin milata!
jahan tak mera dimag chala ki inamen se kisi ek ne hi ise banaya hai. ya yah bhi ho sakata hai ki jis ek ne ise banaya use hi ham alag alag namon se pukarate hain. to jahan pahunch kar mera matha kam karana band kar deta hai wo hai laingweja. jaisa ki purohit faramate hain, puny karoge to marane ke bad swarg men jaoge jahan aisho-aaram hoga, aur pap karane par nark chale jaoge. usi tarah maulawi sahab insan ko jannat-jahannum ke bare men batate hain aur isi tarj par haiwen-hel ki kahani hai. ab jaisa ki pahale hi tay ho chuka hai yah sab ek hi chidiya ke alag-alag nam hain.
sawal yah hai ki is ek dharati par kaee desh hain. aur har desh ki alag-alag bhashayen. nazir ke taur par sirf bharat ki bat karen to yahan १२ mukhy bhashaon ke sath-sath hazaron boliyon ka chalan hai. andaza laga len ki samoochi duniya men kitani bhashayen hogi. ab agar amerika ka koee dost marata hai aur upar pahunchata hai to wo bechara angreji men bat karata hoga kyunki use to sirf angreji aati hai. saoodi-arab ke kisi shah ka intakal hoga to wo janab bhi sirf arabi me hi bat karate honge. aur to aur bharat men to itani bhashayen hain ki marane par wo apane bhagawan se tamila, telugu, kannada, malayalama, hindi, panjabi, urdoo, bangala, udiya aur najane kitani aur laingwejon men bat karate honge.
goya aisa to hai nahin ki upar jakar unaki boli badal jayegi, ya wo maun dharan kar lenge. to fir kaun si laingwej men bat karate honge ye saba? chunki upar baitha malik to ek hi hai, usaki bhasha kya hogi? kya wo bahu-bhashawid hai? kya wo samay ke sath-sath apani bhasha ko apadet karate honge? kya unhonen swarg-nark men dubhashiyon ko rojagar diya huaa hai? aise bahut sare prashnawachak chinh hain jisane mathe par ubharati rekhaऒn ko aur gahara kar diya hai.
masala yahan khatm ho jata aur main is nishkarsh par pahunch sakata tha ki upar wale bahut bade widwan the aur sari bhashaऒn ko bolane men mahir the. lekin tajjub ki bat to yah hai ki in bhashaon ke itihas par gaur kiya jaye to yahi koee ८-१०win sadi ki bat hogi jab bhashaon ka wikas hona shuru huaa. usase pahale bahut kam bhashayen astitw men thi. jabaki allah-tala, bhagawan‌, aur jisas ji ke itihas ki kalpana karana bhi pap hai. fir unaka mod ऑf kamyunikeshan kya tha? unake samay men to kisi bhasha ka janm hi nahin huaa tha. jab dharati ka astitw samane aaya tha us wakt to sanketik bhasha ka istemal hota tha. fir bhagawan hindi aur sanskrt kaise bolane lage? jisas ko angreji kaise aayi, allah ne arabi kahan se sikhi? aur agar unhe bhasha aur boli aati hi nahin thi to wo hamari is duniya ko bagair sanwad kaise chalate aa rahe hain? chalate hain bhi ya nahin? wo hain bhi ya nahin? laga hoon isi matha-pachchi men.