Subha ki roshni utathi hain junoon se,
Kehthi hain “Aaj Karde kuch aisa kaam,
Keh na paye kaal tumhe namak-haram,”
Aur mein karvate badal ke utha hun,
Kehta hun, “kaal toh jane mera kaam,
Ladna toh hain ladke ko, pehle karlu aur thoda aaram.
Ab Ma-appa ki awaz gunj uthi hain kamron mein,
Unka hi karmon ka phal hain kamra aur iss chokre mein
Phir Meri phone ab gunj uthi hain dost aur karm ki awaz se.
Ab utke baitha hun is phone ke upkaar se.
Is din ka shuruat hogaya, jab aanke kuli toh raat sogaya.
Kar le hum karam muti ya miti mein, kaal chale dharm ya adharm ke path pein.
Ek shishu janam letha hain Matha-Pitha ke Ehsaan se, Sikshit hotha hain shikshako ke upkaar se, Karamchari banta hain apne karmbhoomi ke avsar aur asar se. Aur grihasth bante hain apne samajon ke parivar se. Lekhin amar banta hain to apne karmon ke mool-karan se.
A Child is born of his parents, A student is made by his Teachers, a worker is created by his co-workers, a family-holder is formed by his society, but an eternal life is formed from one’s inner reasons.
Har Mard ko bhi Dard Hotha Hain, Aur Joh Mard Dard ke paar Doosron ka Humdard banta hain, Woh Mard Martha nahin, amar bantha hain.. -GRP 26/1/22
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