अगर मिलना ही होता तो कोई बिछड़ता ही क्यों?
अगर हँसना ही होता तो फिर कोई रोता ही क्यों?
अगर जीना ही होता तो फिर इंसान मरता ही क्यों?
यादों को भूलना चाहता है और संभालना भी,
इस कश्मकश का जवाब पता होता तो कोई शायर बनता क्यों?
खुशनुमा थीं वो यादें, तो उनको भूलना ही क्यों?
अगर वाकई नसीब पहले से लिखा था,
तो इंसान दुआ करता ही क्यों?
वाकई में अगर जीना ही होता,
तो फिर इंसान मरता ही क्यों?
If people were always meant to meet,
then why would anyone ever part?
If life were meant only for laughter,
then why would anyone ever cry?
If living were the only certainty,
then why must human beings die?
The heart wishes to forget memories,
yet also preserve them.
If the answer to this dilemma were known,
why would anyone become a poet?
If those memories were truly beautiful,
then why should they be forgotten?
If destiny was already written beforehand,
then why would people pray at all?
And if life alone was meant to be,
then why must human beings die?
"The farther I drifted away from you, the more your memories became entwined with mine."
Poetry · हिंदी"आप तो शाम ढलते ही ज़ेहन में आते हैं / हरे घाव पर मरहम-सा लग जाते हैं।"
Poetry · हिंदुस्तानी"You are my confusion, and the resolution hidden within it too."
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