An Ode to The Mother

Uske bharose pe kadam sambhale

Ussi ne muh me lafz daale

Jab gir jaate the to utha leti hai woh

Jaane kaise zinda hone ka ehsaas dila deti hai woh.

 

Paise churaaye the kabhi jo papa ki Jeb se

Calculator churaya tha kabhi dadu ki mez se

Bacha kehkar sab chupa leti hai woh

Jaane kaise zinda hone ke ehsaas dila deti hai woh.

 

Baahon ki koniya ghissa kar jab maidaan se atti thi, 

School result milne par paper chupa thi,

Zakhmo pe balm lagakar har galti maaf kar deti thi woh

Jaane kaise zinda hone ke ehsaas dila deti hai woh.

 

Maine jab khwaab sajaye udne ke

Jab sab khilaaf huye mere sapne ke

Chupke se ghungroo baand deti thi woh 

Aur mujhe naachte dekh zindagi jee leti thi woh.

 

Woh jo ek tha woh choot gaya 

Aur tu rab kitna rooth gaya

Jab log tod dete hai hume seene se lagake jodti hai woh

Jaane kaise zinda hone ka ehsaas dila deti hai woh

 

Aaj ki bhaag daud mein usse bhool gaye hai hum

Usne jawani humpe lootadi bhool chuke hai hum

Phir Bhi adhi raat jaagti hai woh

Khanna khaaya ya nahi bas wahi poochti hai woh.

 

Mannat maangi thi ek Mannat ki 

Rooth gayi hai woh

Jab maa hone ka ehsaas hua tab yaad aayi hai woh.

 

Woh jo har haal me saath rehti hai

Sirf wahi hai jo apni baahon me sulaati hai 

Woh Maa kehlati hai

Woh Maa kehlaati hai

 

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