.....तो ज़िन्दगी आसान हो जाए

याद ना आए तेरी तो ज़िन्दगी आसान हो जाए ,

तुझे भूलूँ तो शायद खुद से पहचान हो जाए ,

कुछ उसकी दी चीज़ें , कुछ दे ना सका वो तोहफ़े  ,

क्या करूँ जो हर शय मेरी , उसका सामान हो जाए 

ना शिकवा , ना दर्द , ना साँसों का तूफाँ रहा बाक़ी ,

जिसे मरने तक मरना हो , और कितना बेजान हो जाए ,

बहुत संजीदा हो गया वो ज़िन्दगी पढ़ते पढ़ते ,

उस बच्चे से कहो , वो फिर से शैतान हो जाये ,

हमने ले लिए इल्ज़ाम अपने सर , सबूत पैदा करके ,

क्या करे कोई , अक्स अपना गर बेईमान हो जाए ,

बड़े अदब से पूछने आती हैं दिल का हाल यादें ,

जब दिल का मालिक ही दिल का मेहमान हो जाए ,

फिर कहीं दिखे तो वफ़ा इतनी हो पाए मुझसे ,

हर याद सम्भाले ये नज़र , बिलकुल अंजान हो जाए ,

अब बचते हैं चेहरों से , सलाम भी कम करते हैं ,

कि फिर ना किसी से कभी, ऐसी पहचान हो जाए ।  

            

                                                                         - दर्शन दवे 

जुदा हूँ तुमसे कि मोहब्बत है शायद !

जुदा हूँ तुमसे कि मोहब्बत है शायद ,
साथ तो वो भी रहते हैं जिन्हें मोहब्बत नहीं होती ,

सबसे धोका खाया और सबसे वफ़ा की हमने ,
मयक़दे में रहके भी पीने की आदत नहीं होती ,

कभी अज़ान की आवाज़ पे छत पे होते थे दोनों ,
मस्जिद अब भी है, बस अब वहाँ इबादत नहीं होती ,

बता देतीं, उसका घर बड़ा लगा हमारे दिल से ज़ियादा ,
तो हम भी घर रह लेते, अपनों से बग़ावत नहीं होती ,

वादों इरादों से ही अगर इश्क़ को मंज़िल मिल पाती ,
तो पूरी दुनिया में शादियों की हिमायत नहीं होती ,

आज़ादी और अलगाव में कोई तो फ़र्क़ होगा वरना ,
पतंग को डोर की, परिंदों को छोर की ज़रूरत नहीं होती ,

बेवफ़ाई के डर से वो पहले ही बेवफ़ा हो गये हमसे ,
यूँ क़यामत के दिन तक भी ये क़यामत नहीं होती ,  

फ़लसफ़े जो कहें, अतीत से सबको इश्क़ होता है वरना ,
जाते जाते भी इक बार मुड़ने की रवायत नहीं होती ,

गर तेरी तरह सब दिल से सोचते, दिमाग से महसूस करते ,
तो कभी किसी को किसी से मोहब्बत नहीं होती ।  

                                                              - दर्शन दवे 

THE SECRET ICU

 

PLZ MY FRIENDS EVEN IF IT IS LONG EACH ONE OF YOU HAS TO READ THIS,Dear doctors PLZ WE WANT GLASS DOORS OR WINDOWS IN YOUR INVISIBLE ICUs,let us at least know what you do inside , you don't abuse and beat them right ? then why can't all ICU's have a provision of glass doors or windows from where a family member can at least watch what you are doing to our patient, recently in India or even may be in other parts of the world there is this horrifying trend of taking your patient in the ICU and not letting anybody in , in the name of hygiene and infection , my dad has gone through a lot , I have seen doctors sleeping when I suddenly entered the ICU when his pulse was going down, I have seen sweepers sweeping the bed with the same broom they use in toilets, I have seen staff holding him like a rabbit as if hanging for a procedure in which after every few minutes you are supposed to check if he is fine ,but they did not bother to halt because that lady doctor had to rush home after her shift, I have seen my dad getting swollen in one night to twice his size and I just could not recognise him in the morning, I have seen my aunt die in a knee operation because they just take away the patient behind closed doors and such idiotic attendants who get the job under several provisions and by several means in India , who can't explain you in a proper language what they are doing to your patient are there with them for the whole night.

 

 I have seen ICU's they look like hell , with all patients literally pierced with thousand tubes , most of them conscious, please I can imagine, after putting ventilator in their mouth and leaving them at the mercy of these 9 to 5 workers , not letting family be around is giving your dear ones a painful death, DON'T LEAVE THEM ALONE IN ICU's , it is very important that the person in the ICU sees his family and the family sees him , you got to have glass doors in the ICU,at least windows exclusive to every bed that can be separated by curtains if you don't want people to see everything, at least let them see what you are doing to their patients, I would like to trust you , but for days they keep saying the person is improving , he is better and one fine morning they just inform you he is no more.Which nurse forgot to change the oxygen cylinder of a semi conscious patient at night,which assistant, did not attend to a ventilator patient when he was choked due to secretion in the tube , which inexperienced intern tried his hand on him , which nurse gave a wrong injection and which patient fell from the bed and they picked him and kept him on the bed again , which intern did not risk his job by taking a call and preferred to watch the patient die as the senior was not available,can you ever know ??? and now doctors are such a breed that to earn as much as they can , they visit several hospitals and sit in their private clinics and mostly rely on assistants and when one doctor has started a treatment he leaves for a foreign country for a seminar and next day another one comes to add few more medicines which he feels are more apt or leaves quietly not to rule out what blunder the previous doctor has done,I have seen it all in the best of hospitals forget about general hospitals, ......so plz there has to be a provision of family presence with whatever precautions and transparent walls to know what you are doing.I have experienced that the infections that you get in ICU are more dangerous that what you get from visitors, ICU's are are not only a way to make money but also horrifying and fatal if your patient is left alone, plz we need to have the provision to be able to see our loved ones in the ICU.Have air tight ICU's but with glass windows it is a must, In hospitals lakhs die more due to lack of this personal concern than disease.I understand you are professionals ,you give treatment , let us take care.

 

Wish you a dirty birthday....

Goodmorning , just a thought , most of us don't know here why we cut cakes or light candles on birthdays,and blow them ,since childhood we saw people doing it so we started doing it, then we saw some people in a crowd giving birthday bumps ,we started doing it, we don't know any third line of the birthday anthem since childhood because we never heard any so we started singing what they sang,we really don't know how,why and what to do,so we do it ,may be the shortcut is become the part of the crowd.Then gradually came the trend of putting cake on the face of the birthday person and his/her hair and clothes.What sadistic pleasure is there in spoiling someone's face and hair and make up and birthday dress ? is it our instinct as a human being or we can't help copying what we have seen someone do just because it is not from our culture we don't know why and what for.It spoils the entire moment, just because we don't know what more to do, we just do it,now instead of wishing a person and admiring his dressing up for his birthday we are pouncing on him with cake chocolate and cream all over his body, this is what we call wishing ? 


Not many like it , I am sure but no one wants to be left behind in following the new ritual . Why do we have to wish someone by causing him so much discomfort ? The person has to leave the place for a long time for cleaning his/her dress and hair and face and then everybody in their late 30's and 40's jump and clap and howl like a 4 year old , and now people have started doing it to guests also,everybody is so uneasy with all that cream till you go home and take a shower, sometimes really avoid standing in that place just to avoid this....this is not done yaar.Here several children have not tasted a cake in their life and here cakes lie on the floor sticking to the shoes,what dirty mindless customs we develop sometimes,a friend today has a swollen eye after someone just stuffed that cream in his eye,Happy Birthday yaar ,ab aise hi manti hain birthdays yahan.

इश्क़ करूँ पर .......

अब मोहब्बत करना चाहता हूँ मैं इंसान की तरह ,

जानबूझकर, होश में, पर नादान की तरह 

सबने ढूँढा, रखा, पूजा मुझे अपनी मुरादों के लिये ,

फिर समन्दर में बहा दिया किसी भगवान की तरह 

इश्क़ करूँ पर दिल को ख़बर ना हो इन तमाशों की ,

क़ाफ़िर मिलता रहे ख़ुदा से, अंजान की तरह 

एक आँसू ना खर्चू कोई दिल खरीदने के लिये ,

इस बार सौदे करूँ किसी बेईमान की तरह 

रिश्तों की खबर तो हो, क़द्र नहीं, अब ये आदत हो जाए,

रखूँ , तोडूं , फेंकूं उन्हें सामान की तरह ,

इश्क़ पलता है जेबों में, बाज़ार में बिकता है बेधड़क ,

अब प्यार भी होने लगा है नफे - ओ - नुकसान की तरह 

फेसबुक व्हाट्सएप पर कई क़तारों में हैं सब सबकी ,

अब मोहब्बतें होती हैं, कई जिस्म कई जान की तरह । :)

                                                              - दर्शन दवे 

अलविदा

अब रोकूँ मैं तब भी चली जाना मुड़कर ,

खुदपर तुम्हारा बड़ा एहसाँ होगा , 

घोंसला तो संग बना ना सके दोनों लेकिन ,

अलग रहके उड़ना शायद आसाँ होगा । 

तोड़ देना, जला देना , फेंक देना ढूंढ़कर 

छूटा हर तरफ मेरा जो सामाँ होगा ।  

पुल टूटा या तोड़ा किसी ने, फ़र्क़ नहीं पड़ेगा,

दूसरा है, बस यही आख़िरी तूफाँ होगा ।

सपनों से तेरे मेरा संतोष झगड़ता है अब ,

जहाँ कैसे बसेगा तेरा, मैं जहाँ होगा ।   

तेरी उड़ान से डरने वाले को अब यूँ मान लेना ,

तेरी महफ़िल से जलने वाला कोई मेहमाँ होगा ।  

तुझे सुनना नहीं , मुझे कहना नहीं अब कुछ ,

रिश्ता कोई इससे ज़्यादा क्या वीराँ होगा ।  

जब ख़त्म हो जाये सारी हँसी निचुड़कर ,

लौट आये शायद जो भी पहले बेजाँ होगा ।

झूठ कहा तूने, या मैंने सच समझा छोडो ,

वो आगे भी शेर लिखेगा जो ज़्यादा नादाँ होगा ।  

                                              - दर्शन दवे 

Dream Station .... :)

Recently was travelling by train ,assured that I get a window seat, I have realized ,train journey is meditation for me, I am truly myself,even if the journey is of 18 - 20 hours , I realize I am just looking out of the window, quietly , without thinking anything, every mountain, every field , every hut ,gives me a new imagination , I in that one moment dwell in it ,in the night every small bulb lit in a small house at the top of the mountain or all alone in a field draws me towards it,I imagine myself staying in it and in that moment I get free of every desire to be known, or rich or successful , and still it is so gratifying, and it's bliss,whenever the train has to suddenly halt at a small station because of a red signal ,I have to jump out of it and ,I become the inhabitant of that place in a moment, may be the actor enjoys his weird brain,I get into the mode of imagining living in that small place ,there is usually no one at the station ,you can see a small station master's cabin ,some taps,which usually are not working ,fields all around ,the entire station seems like a small film set and then I spot a tiny house somewhere, and that is where I want to stay.

I can very well stay in that house all my life, just give me an upgraded laptop and a movie making camera.Even at home, I am usually locked in my studio,rest of the house seem useless,I don't need anything more than myself most of the time,my favorite dish is Daal Roti so , I don't need a lot of money either.... :) but that solitary and dreamy world inside and outside that space is all what I live in even when I am in the crowd,and then the train whistle breaks my trance and I board it again promising that station , I will come back someday for long.....DISGUSTING BORE FELLOW,I KNOW......:) but train Journeys usually for me are refreshing and I end up meeting the dreamy me,who lives everywhere else other than where he is living :)