All my posts dedicated to My Rab NaaZ... Bas is tarah mohabbat ki namazein ada kar leta hun, naam NaaZ ka zameen pe likh sajda kar leta hoon... Written By ROMIL.COPYRIGHT RESERVED to http://www.sunny-raj.blogspot.com and writer!
Monday, August 24, 2009
garib ka ghar hain....
Thursday, April 2, 2009
~~lag gaya~~
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
holi...
Monday, February 16, 2009
"hindi"
Monday, December 1, 2008
HIV/AIDS se Ladana Hai Yaar!
HIV/AIDS se Ladana Hai Yaar!!
[WRITTEN BY ROMIL ARORA - COPYRIGHT RESERVED]
Thursday, October 16, 2008
I need rupiya....I hate rupiya....
Friday, October 10, 2008
Main Hoon Woh...
Dharti Par Yeh Duniya...
[written by romil arora - copyright reserved]
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Rab Kab Tak...
Monday, September 8, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
Duniya Walon...
[written by romil arora - copyright reserved]
Monday, June 16, 2008
Rabb, kaise maanu ki tu hai…
Aapke darbar ke baahar baitha hua ek majboor ko dekhata hu,
Jo aapke paanah main hamesha rehta hai,
Dono pair nahi hai uske,
Fhir bhi uski himmat dekhar main hairath main reh jaata hu…..
Roz roti ki ladai woh karta hai,
Ek-Ek rupiya ke liye dusare ke samne girgirata hai,
Unke peeche woh bhagta hai,
Tumhara wastha daita hai,
Fhir bhi woh kuch nahi pata hai,
Be-bas sa chehara lekar fhir tumhare darbar ke baahar aakar baith jaata hai.
Rabb, kaise maanu ki tu hai……
Ek maa, apni chaaati se lipate baache ko apne ek haat se pakade rehti hai aur
dusare haaton main maang ka katora liye rehti hai,
Taire darbar main aaye logon ke saamne khali katora badate hai,
Bhookhe baache ka wasta daite hai,
Tumhara wastha bhi daiti hai,
Logon ke tiraskar ke sewa woh kuch nahi pati hai,
Be-bas sa chehara lekar fhir tumhare darbar ke baahar aakar khadi ho jaati hai.
Rabb, kaise maanu ki tu hai……
Ek chota sa masoom sa baacha,
Barsaaton main, garmiyoon main, sardiyoon main
Roz taire darbar ke samne khada rehta hai,
Aane-jaane wale sab taire bandhon se maangata rehta hai,
Uske bachpan ki mazboori kisi ko dekhaiye nahi daite hai,
Kitna mayush hokar woh reh jaata hai.
Rabb, kaise maanu ki tu hai……
Tu hi bata rabb kaise maanu ki tu hai,
Rabb, kaise maanu ki tu hai……
Fhir bhi main vishwas ka deepak hamesha jalata rehta hu,
Taire darbar main roz sar jhuta hu,
Kabhi to tu nazare karam unpar bhi karega,
Bas yahi dilasha roz taire darbar se lekar chala aata hu….
Saturday, May 31, 2008
“Sangharh ki Anokhi Chetna”
“Zameendaro, thakhuro, shehareyo aur amiroo ne hazar-hazar dukh diye, aashai aur besahara kiya,
jaanvaro, vraksho (paido) aur humse hamare zameen chen le,
yeh batao ab bhi kaha badla hai hamare shoshan ka tarika,
hamare purkhe gaate rahe, dukh se bhare geet,
aur wo dekhate rahe hamare bahu, bateiyo, bhehano, baccho ka naach-gaana”
“Ab mujhse yeh dard nahi shehan hota hai,
amiroo, zameendaro, thakhuro, shehareyo ka aadmi mujhe roz tang karta hai,
main pareshan hu, aur dard se karah utha hu,
Uff aaise hai maire halat,
maire pass ghar nahi hai, maire bacche bhukhe-piyase hai, unke pass pehane ko kapada nahi hai”
“Ab kyon na main chuppi ko todh du?
kyon na main udashi, maun, nirasha ko chodh du?
kyon na main apne haaton main bandukh utha lu,?
kyon na main in zameendaro, thakhuro, amiroo aur shehareyo ki laashe bhicha du
kyon na?.... kyon na......?”
“Mujhe pata hai, mujhe laash beechane ke baad bhi khushi nahi milenge,
magar humko bhi azadi chahiye,
hamare baccho ko bhi pehanne ke liye kapade, khelane ke liye khilone, khane ko khana, peene ko pani, padane ko kitabe, school chahiye, dawa ke liye aaspatal chahiye,
Kya hum insaan nahi hai?”
“Main aaise nahi jeena chahata hu, roz-roz nahi marna chahata hu,
magar yeh zameendaro, thakhuro amiroo aur shehareyo mujhe jeene nahi dete hai,
main pareshan ho!
isliye aapne baccho ko khiloone ke jagah bandukh de raha hu,
jeene se pehle unko marne-maarne ka hausala de raha hu,
apne gharwalon ko baachane ki liye unko taiyaar kar raha hu”
“Uttho baccho aur apna insaaf mango,
apne logon ka haq mango,
baghwan ke barose ab na raho,
uttho aur apna insaaf mango,
apna haath uthao beekh maangane ke liye nahi haq cheenane ke liye”
“Saayad aaj ka tumhara balidaan kal ki peedhe ke liye vardan laye,
Isliye main yeh sangharsh ki jwala tumhare aandar jala raha hu”
Isliye main yeh sangharsh ki jwala tumhare aandar jala raha hu!
“Widhwa ka dard”
Bahut rang dekhe maine, bahut rang maine chahe,
phoolon se lekar, titliyoon ke rang main, maine pankh failaiye,
aasman ke neelen rang main, khub khaile aur mushkuraye,
saawon ke din main rang-birange rangon se gudia ko saajaye,
Par yeh rang mujhe nahi bhata hai,
baar-baar is rang main khud ko dekh kar, dil maira rokar gaata hai,
Utar du is rang ko, jise shanti ka pratik kaha jata hai,
par main to chulbuli hoon,
hamesha mushkurana chahate ho,
taraf-taraf ke rangon main sajana chahte hu,
yeh rang mujh par nahi bhata hai,
maire sunhere aur komal gulabi kaaya ko yeh chupata hai,
Yeh dard maira hai, magar kisise kaha nahi jata hai,
Bas raangon ke sapno ke duniya main jakar,
kuch pal dil ko behlakar,
wapas usse BERANG duniya main aa jaate hu!
“Sarhad ke abhilasha”
“Sarhad ke abhilasha”
Sarhad kehte hai aaj main bhi khelu Holi,
tirange ke haare, safed aur basanti rang se saajhe maire bhi doli,
dor gagan se aaye pavan suhane,
rang birange phoolon se saajhe maire bhi doli,
himalay ke baadal se mehak uda-uda kar aaye,
safed barf se saajhe maire bhi choli,
bahut saajh chuki main shahedon ke lal khoon se,
vidhawa ke safed saree se,
bhehan ke peele padi mehandi se,
maa ke chekhate kaali aawazo se,
baap ke roote un neele aankhon ke aanshu se,
Ab main is tarah ke Holi nahi khelana chahate hu,
Ab main dosti ke rang main,
bhai chare ke pyaar main,
aapno ke dular main,
aaman ke baazar main,
baadon se samman main,
choton ke aashirwad main,
rangana chahte hu,
Bas yahi maire abhilash hai!
[written by romil arora - copyright reserved]
Thursday, May 29, 2008
"Batao AMMI"
AMMI, Allah ke daar par main bhi sar jhukate hu,
uske bandagi main, main bhi char-chand lagati hu,
uske rehmat paane ke liye main bhi Roza rakhate hu,
ABBA, ki tabiyat kharab hone par main hi unko daava pilate hu,
Taira bhi to main choke (kitchen) main haath batate hu,
Har kamzor, majboor ko sahara main daite hu,
Allah ke bandagi ka aur Beti ka farz bakhubhi nibhate hu,
fhir tu bata AMMI!!!
Mujhe kyon tum ladkoon se kam samajhate ho?
Batao AMMI, mujhe kyon tum ladkoon se kam samajhate ho!
[written by romil arora - copyright reserved]
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
"TABHI TO YEH ZAMANA BADLEGA"
to kya yeh zamana badala hai,
tu bolegi, jab apna moouh kholegi,
tabhi to yeh zamana badlega,
Yeh parda tumhara kaisa hai,
kya yeh mazhab ka hissa hai,
kiska mazhab kaisa parda,
Yeh sab mardo ka kissa hai.
raftar zaara kuch aur baada,
khuda ki kasam, rabb ki kasam,
yeh tana-bana badlega,
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
"Gum Kya Hota Hai"
"Dil ek tootha tumhara to tum sabko bewafa samaj baithe,
zaara nazar utha ke dekho, har kisi ka dil thuthe hua hai"
"Khuda Taira Sukriya"
"Khuda Taira Sukriya"
Khuda Taira Sukriya,
Jo Tune Jeevan Diya!
Bas Rakhana Khayal Apne Baacho Ka,
Hamare Mann Ki Shanti Ka,
Hamare Sakuun Ka,
Jo Tune Anmol Ratan Humko Diya!
Kabhi Na Andhero Se,
Hum Darr Jaye,
Kabhi Na Dukho Se,
Hum Ghabraye,
Har Pal Bas Apna Haath,
Hamare Sar Par Rakhana!
Khuda Taira Sukriya,
Jo Tune Jeevan Diya!
Beebaso Par Reham Karna,
Apne Aanchal Main Unki Har Dua Kabool Karna,
Har Garib Ko Khushiya Bakshana,
Bas Hamesha Chale Hum Tere Raahon Par,
Woh Raahein Humko Dekhate Rehana,
Khuda Taira Sukriya,
Jo Tune Jeevan Diya!
Rabb Taira Sukriya,
Jo Tune Jeevan Diya!
[written by romil arora - copyright reserved]
"Maine Gandhi Ko Nahi Maara"
"Maine Gandhi Ko Nahi Maara"
Main Aaj Bhi Gandhi Ji Ke Vicharo Par Vichar Karta Hu,
Unke Bataiye Hue Zindagi Ke Mulyoo Par Chalane Ki Koshish Karta Hu,
Maine Gandhi Ko Nahi Maara....
Satya Bolta Hu,
Apne Mann Se Imandari Karta Hu,
Aahinsha Par Chalane Ki Koshish Karta Hu,
Maine Gandhi Ko Nahi Maara....
Dusaro Ke Dukho Ko Apna Dukh Samajhata Hu,
Satyagraha Par Vishwas Rakhata Hu,
Krodh Kam Karne Ki Koshish Karta Hu,
Maine Gandhi Ko Nahi Maara....
Unke Siddhanto, Vicharo, Aadarso Ko Ek Naya Roop Dena Chahta Hu,
Main Gandhi Ko Hamesha Zinda Rakhana Chahta Hu,
Maine Gandhi Ko Nahi Maara....
[written by romil arora - copyright reserved]