kuch log dunya ki lambii raahon par ham yuun to chalte jaate hain

Dunya kee lambee raahon par ham yuun to chalte jaate hain Kuchh aise log bhee milte hain jo yaad hamesha aate hain Vo raah badalte hain apnee aur muD kar haath hilaate hain Lekin wo dilon ko yaadon kee khushboo ban kar mahkaate hain Aise hee safar karte-karte ik shakhs milaa ham ko bhee kaheen Duniyaa men achchhe log bahut lekin us kee see baat nahin Vo dheeme lahje vaalaa tha aur dheere se hanstaa tha Jitne bhee log mile ham ko sach jaano sab se achchhaa tha Thee laag na us ke bolon men kee baat na koi lagaavaT kee Us ke fiqre TooTe-TooTe us kee aankhen khoee-khoee Kah kar hee na de jo ham chaahen sochaa hee kare baiThaa-baiThaa Par dekhe aisi narmee se ik baar to ho jaa.e dhokaa Go saath hamaaraa khuub raha us ko na huee pahchaan bahut Gar buujh le dil kee baat kabhi ho jaataa tha hairaan bahut Aur ham us kee hairaanee par sharminda ho kar rah jaate Kuchh aur hamaaraa matlab tha phir der talak ye samjhaate Ab chehra us kaa ujlaa ho yaa aankhen us kee hon gahree Yaa us ke pyaare honTon kee har baat lage Thahree-Thahree Kuchh achchhe log jo achchhe hote hain aur raahon men mil jaate hain Hain un ko apne kaam bahut kab apna waqt ganvaate hain Kab pyaase-pyaase rahte hain kab jee ko rog lagaate hain Duniya ki lambi rahon par hum yun to chalte jate hain Kuchh aise log bhi milte hain jo yaad hamesha aate hain Wo rah badalte hain apni aur muD kar hath hilate hain Lekin wo dilon ko yaadon ki KHushbu ban kar mahkate hain Aise hi safar karte-karte ek shaKHs mila hum ko bhi kahin Duniya mein achchhe log bahut lekin us ki si baat nahin Wo dhime lahje wala tha aur dhire se hansta tha Jitne bhi log mile hum ko sach jaano sab se achchha tha Thi lag na us ke bolon mein ki baat na koi lagawaT ki Us ke fiqre TuTe-TuTe us ki aankhen khoi-khoi Kah kar hi na de jo hum chahen socha hi kare baiTha-baiTha Par dekhe aisi narmi se ek bar to ho jae dhoka Go sath hamara KHub raha us ko na hui pahchan bahut Gar bujh le dil ki baat kabhi ho jata tha hairan bahut Aur hum us ki hairani par sharminda ho kar rah jate Kuchh aur hamara matlab tha phir der talak ye samjhate Ab chehra us ka ujla ho ya aankhen us ki hon gahri Ya us ke pyare honTon ki har baat lage Thahri-Thahri Kuchh achchhe log jo achchhe hote hain aur rahon mein mil jate hain Hain un ko apne kaam bahut kab apna waqt ganwate hain Kab pyase-pyase rahte hain kab ji ko rog lagate hain