Ab Pakistan hai voh…..

Bio: Partition, the word itself brings mixed emotions, it gives a feeling that now, you have something of your own, at the cost of something else, and the fact that  partition took place says that we have already agreed to pay the cost. This poem is about those who payed/are paying the emotional cost of partition. They are still not being able to convince themselves, that now they have to take ‘permission’ and  prove to the government that they are not harmful people to enter their own home (Pakistan) they have to get ‘stamped’ (visa) to justify the reason for their visit.

Mujhe to laga mera ghar hai vo, par log batate hai ab Pakistan hai vo,

Us ghar ki khidki se halki si dhoop aati thi,

Janha daadi sarso sukhaati thi,

Batate hai vanha Namaz aur gurbani ek hi aangan me padi jati thi,

Azaad ka to nai pata,

Sath rehne ki khushi zaroor manayi jati thi.

Us aangan me fir se ek baar jane ka armman hai,

Par batate hai ab vo Pakistan hai.

Kabhi  kabhi azadi ke din ki khushi manae vo pe udaas zaroor ho jati thi,

Kehti thi, apno se bichhad ke bhi kabhi azadi hoti hai,

Aaj jab baccho ko ithaas padaya jata hai,

To ik tarfa mahol bataya jata hai,

Unhe ye kaise bataye ki,

Sarhad ke us paar humne apna bachpan bitaya hai,

Rishtey jeeye hai, Tyohar manaye hai,

Talwaare to baad me uthi,

Pahele humne sath me lohri ke dhol bajaye hai.

Ab to kabbaddi ke khel  me bhi  lakeere banana se  darr lagta hai,

Kanhi ye sarhade na ban jaye,

Rishtey na bat jaye ,

Insaniyat ko haraake, lakeere na jeet jaye.

Aaj bhi sote waqt sochti hai,

Kash ye sab ik sapne ki tarah beet jaye,

Aur hum fir apne gharo ko laut jaye,

Aakhir insaan hai hum, insaan hai vo,

Par  batate  hai ab pakistaan hai vo.

Kabhi Hindustaan se puchhna kanha hai parivaar tumhara,

Vo bhi kahega,

Ik judwa bhai hai mera,

Mai Hindustan hu,

Log batate hai …ab pakistaan hai vo!!