Harish mehra

 Dil ka haal ab kya btaye.. Tumhe.  Btaane ko to bhut kuch baaki tha..  Ek... Choti c duniya thi.. Meri..  Or uzdane ko pura sansaar baki tha...  Sapne, sapne to sajaaye bhi bhut the humne Bachpan se bhudape ke doar ka..  Lkin... Diye ko kya pta vo.. To masum tha..  Her jgh hwaao ka shor tha...  Bachane  ke cakkar m diye.. Ko.. Hath          julus gye  hmare  Sare.....  Koi hme ye to btao... Aanshu aankho m se aaye  aankho ka kya kasur tha....  Ek line arz krta hu.. Ab saksh k naam....  Naa apna bnaya na kisi or ka hone diya... Ye hi sja thi pyar ki ya fir koi hme tofaa diya.... Soch m pad jaate hai aksar hum.,. Ki tumne aesa kiya ya fir hmne mokaa diya... 💔

Dosti Bhut kam logo k bich.. Khuch khas rishta hota h... Vo hai.. Dosti....  Jise dekh.. Logo ki feelings hoti hai..  Sala ajeeb kisam ka nasha h.. Be....  Chutata hi nhi...  Dukh me sukh me.. Her samay sath rhe...  Bin kuch kahe.. Sub kuch kar jaaye..  Chahe... Dil se kitna bhi fattu ho..  Lekin.. Apne liye... Kisi se bhi lad jaye..  Vo hoti h.. Dosti...  Samay k sath.. Sb badle jata h.. Jo nhi badlti vo h dosti...  Kitne bhi naraj ho jaye.. Ldai kr le.. Ek dusre se..  Lekin.. Agle hi pal.. Sub bhul jaye... Vo h dosti.. 

Samay...... Samay chlta rhta h.. Kisi k liye rukta nhi hai Mano ki kal ki hi baat ho.....  Jab m school m tha........  Jail ki khotri... Aaj five star hotel lgne lgi h... Yaade bnata h.. Ye samay... ..  Achi ho ya buri.... Aanshu to nikal hi pdte h.... Hna.... Ha yr.. Such.. M.. Aesa hi hai...  Teacher ki baate sun sun ker itna pak gye the......  Lga ki... College m... Sub mst hoga...  Lkin.. College jake pta chla..... Bachpan ka vo school hi sacha tha...... ..  Raste m gili danda.... Sare Sare din.. Kanche khelna......  Fokat ki dadagiri.... But ab... Ludo Or pubg...  Sb kuch badal gya h...  Jo nhi badla vo... H samay... Aaj bhi chal rha h...  Bs kuch.. Yaade de jata h......  Mujhe to mera bachpan yad aagya... Aap ko kesa lga... Commnt krke btana...                     

Andhera Her aandhere k bad ujala aana h.....  Mat ghabra iss andhere se..... Isko to roz aana hai....  Tu apna goal bna or usko pura ker...  Faltu logo k cakker m kyu ana hai..  Dat k mukabla ker.. Yr.. Kyuki..  Her andhere k baad ujala aana hai..... Dastak dene ki aadat hai..isse.... Fir.. Lot k chle jaana hai..  Dat k mukabla ker.. Yr.. Kyuki..  Her aandhere k bad ujala aana hai...   Her ghadhi... Her samay.... Muskilo ka samna kerna hai...  Ye zid nhi... Ldai h meri... Kyuki..  Gareebi ka jeevan bhi to mujhe hi bitana hai..  Bs ab or nhi... Sahna... Ab to kuch krke hi jaana.. H...  Dat k mukabla ker.. Yr.. Kyuki..  Her aandhere k bad ujala aana h...               

Tanhai......  Kuch alag sa nata hai... Mera isse...  Bin bulaye hi aajati hai.....  Suru suru m to darati hai bhut....  Baad m... Apna sa bna jaati hai.....  Share karne k liye kuch nhi hai mere pass...  Fir bhi ghanto tak tanhai se baate krta hu...  Mahfilo ka shokh nhi h mujhe isliye...  Andhere kamre.. M mai akela betha krta hu..               - written by Harish mehra   

Ek thi vo.......  Jise dekh dil bhi bola bus or nhi..  Tito....Jiske liye pura petrol udaya .....  Pta h.... Ek thi vo...  Joging k bahane uski gali chale jate the....  Data k sahare.. Pura internet chan dalte the..  Pta h... Ek thi vo...   Shri krishna se bhole baba p aayge...  Mahfil se.. Side tanhai paagye...  Ab bhi smjh nhi aaya tito...  Ek thi vo......