Yeh kya bheegi-bheegi aankh
le ke sab se poochta hai tu
Woh gaya kyon chhod kar
jiska tha azeez tu,

Aankh apni poch le
aasman ko dekh le,
Aur is yaqeen se
ki us se kuch tu seekh le,

Woh bhi to rota hai
baadlo’n ki oat se,
Par dhoop ke saath woh
milta hai khaloos se,

Yu ki saari qaynaat
guzarti hai is rog se,
Thoda sa hai gham ye yu
ki tu khushi se mil salook se…

Chaand-taare to nahi
baaliyaa’n le aata tujhe,
Sardiyo’n ki dhoop mein
chai main pilaata tujhe…

Aur tumhari aankho’n se titliyaa’n nihaarta
haath thaam kar tera apni galtiyaa’n sudhaarta;
Par tujhe pataa nahi ki kya se kya banaa diya
door kya hua mujhse tu, maine khud ko bhi bhoola diya…

Door taaro’n ka hujoom
baahein khole hai khadaa,
Naa theher thak ke yuhi
chal ki manzil hai aur kahin,

Tumne dekhi hi nahin
khol kar aankhein kabhi,
Baarisho’n ke baad hi
aati hai zameen ko hansi,

Chhod usko uske haal pe
apna dil sanbhaal le,
Tere mohsin, tere haami
muntazir hain ab bhi wahin…

Raat-raat bhar tere gham ki kahaani suntaa
par mere gham ko kabhi tumne jaana hi nahi,

Jo kabhi rooth gaya main, tumne manaaya kab
hum hi chup chap chale aaye ki tumhe khona hi nahi,

Har ghadi sunte rahe tumse tera dil e azar
aur tum kehte rahe humko to samajh aaya hi nahi,

Tumne chaaha jisey, woh tumko mubarak aye dost
humne ki jis se mohabbat, uske hum qaabil hi nahi…

Garmi ki tapti hui dhoop mein woh
kisi parbat se uthi thandi hawa thi,

Usko ban-ne aur sanwarne ka koi shauk naa tha
par jab hansti thi to phoolo ki qabaa thi,

Badi dilchasp thi, maasoom thi, kya thi
mere khamosh labo’n ki woh sadaa thi…

Kya tha dil mein uske, aaj tak nahi samjha
kabhi gale lagaa leti, magar door mujhse rehti thi,

Ek shaam jaade ki, door tak gayi sang-sang
usko yeh pasand aaya, hardum kehti rehti thi,

Jaanta hu main usko, kuch unsiyat to thi mujhse
ki woh mere baare mein auro se poocha karti thi,

Kuch khayaal tha usko, par uski apni duniya thi
kya galat, sahi kya hai, shikwe khud se karti thi,

Shayad aaj tak usko, ummeed hai ki woh sach hai
jisko aksar baato’n mein, woh jhoota-jhoota kehti thi,

Uska dil to toota hai, jodne ki koshish mein
aur is hasrat mein, woh mujhse rootha karti thi,

Main to ab nahi hoon, usko kisi khawahish mein
par meri khawahisho’n ko aksar, woh pura karti thi,

Bhool jao’n main usko, ab bahut zaroori hai
mera saath bus shayad, uski ek majboori thi….

Naazneeno’n mein basar bhi tha, magar thoda tha
unke jaane ka naa gham tha, naa aane se sawera,
Tujhko dekha to har ek cheez badlne si lagi
mere apno’n se meri doori badhne si lagi;

Teri takleef ka har lamha khayaal aata
mere soye hue jazbo’n mein toofaa’n laata,
Aur phir main der talak karta teri khushiyo’n ki dua
eid bhi maine guzaari, teri yaado’n ke humraah;

Toota kuch bhi nahi, bus mera bharam toot gaya
aetbaar o yaqeen se mera saath ab chhoot gaya,
Main ki ghaafil bhi naa tha, tere is johar se
sochta rehta tha shayad ki sanbhal jaaye, yeh galat hai,

Par yeh insaan ki fitrat hai, ki nahi hota asar
kho deta hai ek dhun mein woh apni bhi kadar,
Aankh khulti hai to milta nahi kuch bhi usko
aaj tanhaa hoon to lagta hai ki kho baitha main khud ko…

tumhari zid tum hi rakh lo, ki apni chhod doonga main;

Hamare darmiyaa’n kya tha, yeh tum behtar samajhte ho

mere ehsaas ka kya hai, inhe ab mod doonga main;

Tumhare dil ki yeh hasrat ki tumko lautna hoga

ki apni chaahto’n ka gala, ab ghont doonga main;

Yeh raatein kyon sulagti hain, kyon yeh din jalaate hain

ki ab sardiyo’n ki dhundh ka mausam oadh loonga main….

Since your fast began, I started following you for a while and then suddenly you lost somewhere. Baba Ramdev took the driver’s seat, until he was turned into ‘conductor’. Now again I saw you strongly coming to get ‘Jan Lokpal’ bill. Anna, I am unable to understand, when we are all polluted and corrupt, where will you bring the ‘Lokpal’? Jupiter! But there is no life – may be when the bill get passed, we might find one.

Sincerely speaking, the bill was due in parliament. I wish you have tried talking to government before setting up ‘dharna’ – anyways we are too used to it. You took the Gadhian way (ahinsa), because you know that in India no one will ever speak against it, because we all call him Mahatma, Bapu (we love him) and that gives you some extra footage in the prime time.

Alas! You didn’t give a thought to the women – housewives, they all are cribbing. Because men are glued to TV after coming back from office, watching your deteriorating health and they rise in sympathy. However, Anna I liked that video which Kiran Bedi has recorded in the Tihar jail. I liked the hall, it was looking air-condition, and the floor seemingly was marble. It must have been cool. I forget to mention, that you mentioned in the video, quite smilingly that the youth of India really energizes you, but Anna, this youth gives a damn to all this once it steps into the pub, club and discs. For them, only thing that matters is mast raho masti mein, aag lage basti mein.

Anna, I am seriously worried that the day is not far when I will start getting fits of Anna. I look at my Facebook account and there is nothing in the feed, Anna status, Anna jokes. Every page looks have a fetish for Anna. Open the twitter; everyone is either in love or hating Anna. No one is talking about India’s loss in the test series against England. Anna you know, it was white-wash, 4-0. Just like your white khaadi ka kurta, topi and payjaama – total white.

I am thinking what will happen tomorrow, once Jan Lokpal bill will get passed. Don’t know about the common Jan (people) and poor. Those who quietly slip hundred bucks and get out of a DL (driving license) mess, I think they need to keep 1000 bucks, because we never know, if Lokpal too start asking some amount. Anna you know it that we are humans. Sin excites more than pleasure in good deeds.

And if it continues, I am thinking of another ‘dharna’ at Jantar Mantar to stop you. You know Anna why? If you read me backwards, it will sound ‘ANNA-SUM’. It means you are single and I am double and by this way government of India will need to think to give me extra privilege.