BANS KE JHURMUTON SE

BARSON BAAD AAJ BHI,
WAH CHHAON YAAD AATA HAI,
AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

HA! PEEPAL KI CHHATNAAR TAHNIYAN,
POKHAR KI NANHI MACHHALIYAN,
BANS KE JHURMUTON KA,
WAH SAILAAB NAZAR AATA HAI,
HA! AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

YAAD AATE HAIN PED IMLI KE,
BAIL,MAHUA,BER KE,
SUNAI SI DETI DHWANI,
KOTAR SE PANCHHI TAIR KE,
HA! YAAD AATE HAIN CHHUTPAN MEIN,
DIN WAH GULEL KE,
BHUL KAR BHI KAHAN BHULA,
MANN JISE BHULATA HAI,
HA! AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

HA! WAH KHET NAZAR AATA HAI,
KHALIHAAN NAZAR AATA HAI,
UTHATA RAZ KADON SE,
WAH BAWANDAR NAZAR AATA HAI,
SOCH JISE AAJA BHI,
YEH MAN GHABRATA HAI,
KYONKI KEHTI THI MAA,
YEH BHOOT HOTE HAIN,
ARE! KAISA THA WAH DARR CHHUTPAN KA,
JO AAJ BHI MUJHE DARATA HAI,
AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

HA !DIN DUPAHARI SANJH KI BELA,
SANG-SANG LIYE BACHPAN KA RELA,
MERE NANHE PAON NE,
DHOOL MEIN NANGA SADA HAI KHELA,
HA! DHOOL PAR BANE NANHE PAON KA,
PAD CHINHA YAAD AATA HAI,
HA! AMRAYION KA MERA WAH,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI,
GAON YAAD AATA HAI.

OH ! MY VILLAGE

IT’S NOT MEAN,
I HAVE FORGOTEN THAT WAY,
REALLY CAN’T FORGET FOREVER,
OH! YES, THEY ARE ALSO IN MY FEELINGS,
I CAN SEE AFTER I CLOSE MY EYES,
THAT BANK OF GANGA,
THAT WAVE OF GANGA,
THAT TREE OF MANGOES
THAT KITE OF SKY,
THAT FIELD,THAT AIR,THAT BIRDS WAS FLYING,
WHERE MY CHILDHOOD ALSO, WAS CRYING .
OH ! MY VILLAGE.

Yaadon Ka Album

Jab yaadon ka album kholoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.
Main apna bachpan sochoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

Aab janay kis nagri mein jaa kar soay hue hain barsoon say,
Main raat der tak jagoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

Kuch baatein thhi phoolon jaisi, kuch khushboo thi jaisay lehzay,
Main Sehan-E-Chaman mein tehloon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

Jab punchee lout kar aate hain aur sham ki lali padti hai,
Main jheel ke kinaray baithoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

In ulti seedhi raikhaoon ko pehroon chooma kartay thay,
Mein apni hatheli daikhoon to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.

Wo pal bhar ki naraazgee, aur maan bhijana pal bhar mein,
Aab Ashique-E-Bimar khud say roothey to, kuch log bohat yaad aate hain.