manisha tomer's blog

Sardi ne jabse pehni hai,

 Ghane kohre ki wardi,

 Sabhie mujrim se ban baithe –

 Munh par chhayee hai zardi

 Gharon ko bana diya hai jail,

 lagi hai tope-jacketon ki relampel,

 Bazaar mein niklo-

 Har jagah hai 50% sale

 Bachchon ko ye kyun lagti nahin jaane???

 Unhein to abhi hi jaana hai patang udaane!!!

 Aur mein baithi hun na yahin-

 Pitaji ki daant khaane!!!!

 Chhote ne to bilkul hi hai kiya gazab!

 “Mamma, munh se dhuan nikalo!” farmaish hai ye ajab

 Din-raat khush use karne mein-

 Pichka gubbara ban gayi hun ab! (Bachaao!!!)

 Mumbai, Goa ki photo koi na dikhaana,

 Mere jame hue dil par aur barf na barsaana,

 Tumhein Bhagwaan ka vaasta-

 Aisa sitam na dhaana!

 Nahin dekha kabhie aisa thaanedaar bedardi,

 “Haye re sardi!”  “Haye re sardi!”

 Sardi ne jabse pehni hai-

 Ghane kohre ki Wardi 🙂

                                                  “Mani”

Achchha lagta hai……

 Rang-bhare phoolon ka,

 Kaanton ke beech hi khil jaana……

 Sukh-dukh ki lehron mein,

 Doobna-utraana…….

 Bachchon ki meethi-si baaton mein,

 Apna bachpan paa jaana…….

 Nit-naye sapnon mein,

 Khuli aankhon se hi kho jaana……

 Ek chidiya ka roz mere darwaaze pe,

 Na jaane kyun dastak dena…….

 Aur khidki par har din,

 Do gilheriyon ka athkheliyaan karna…..

 Doobte suraj ki laali mein hi,

 Chaand ka khil jaana……

 Aur phir mere kamre mein taak-jhaank kar,

 Chaandni ka chhitak kar aa jaana…..

 Saawan ki phuharon mein do indradhanush dekh,

 Man ka pulkit ho jaana…….

 Sardi ke ghane kohre mein kanpkanpaakar,

 Daant kitkitaana…….

 Thandi hawa mein haule-haule,

 Koi geet gungunaana…….

 Bebaat-si baaton par,

 Yun hi khilkhilaana……

 Aise hi chhote-chhote maasoom palon se,

 Zindagi ke panne bharna…..

 Achchha lagta hai 🙂

                               “Mani”