Jaana pehchana anjaan

Thama tha woh

Bikhra tha woh

Bekha tha woh

sulga tha woh 

uljha tha woh

suljha tha woh 

Gira tha woh

utha tha woh 

Phir bhi na jaaney kyun 

Sehma tha woh 

Ruka tha woh 

uske liyen 

ya usse aagey badney

ka rasta dekhne ko 

Kya tha woh 

kyun tha woh 

bas khud hi sawal ban Gaya tha woh 

jawab toh hazar they 

par Ek bhi de Saka na woh 

sulajh kar bhi 

ulajh Sa Gaya tha woh 

jaaney kiske intezar mein tha woh 

Waqt bad Gaya 

na bad Saka woh

Shayad darr sa Gaya tha woh 

Khoney ka tha usse yeh darr

ya door honey ka usse 

jo bhi tha 

anjaan tha woh usse 

aur khud se

jaana pehchacha sa 

anjaan tha woh 

sulajhkar bhi 

uljha sa tha woh

WHO AM I -JUST ANOTHER WOMAN and ANOTHER SURVIVOR

Before I make this post, I would like to write a small note. My following poem is Dedicated to all those beautiful women who are survivors in there own way. Women go through a lot. To survive they not only need to be strong physically but also mentally as well as emotionally. This poem is dedicated to all those women who went through a lot yet chose to move ahead and survived . And that’s what makes them proud to be a woman.Though, I don’t think my poem is good enough but still you all can take it as just a small gesture towards women.

note : in this poem “I” doesn’t refer to me myself , but to a woman who went through all this .

Following is my poem:-

I was in mother’s womb ,

When I was planned to be killed.

Yet, I survived .

Who am I?

Just another woman.

When I was an infant

I was cursed , poisoned .

Yet , I survived

Who am I ?

Just another woman .

When I was a toddler,

I was humiliated, I was emotionally targeted.

Yet, I survived

Who am I ?

Just another woman.

When I was a kid,

I became a toy .

Yet, I survived

Who am I ?

Just another woman.

When I was a teen,

I was eve teased, vulgar comments were passed on me.

Yet, I survived .

Who am I ?

Just another woman.

When I was an adult .

My dreams were tangled with the relations.

Yet, I survived .

Who am I ?

Just another woman.

When I was twenty-two,

I was married to an unknown man.

His dreams became my dreams.

His wants became my wants.

Yet,I survived .

Who am I?

Just another woman.

When I was twenty-four years old
I gave birth to my first child.

Almost gave up in the labor room .

Yet, I survived

Who am I?

Just another woman.

When I was forty-four,

My kids completed their education.

I forgot  my dreams while fulfilling their dreams.

But , I was given no credit.

Yet, I survived .

Who am I?

Just another woman.

When I was fifty-four,

My kids left me in an old age home.

They couldn’t take my burden.

Yet, I survived.

Who am I?

Just another woman.

In every deed of my life,

I fell,

I rose,

I screamed,

I yelled ,

I sacrificed.

Gave  just another exam ,every next day.

Yet, I survived .

Who am I ???

Just another woman.

kyun pareshan hum hogaye

kyun pareshan, hum hogaye..khwab ghumnaam kyun hogaye.

justuju zindagi bangai,

rehnuma ab kahan khogaye.
kyun hain Tu hairan 

 hai ye duniya falsafa,

kyun khudse tu anjaan hai aatish to ban zara.

kyun sehma hai pareshan hai kyun ghum ka silsila,

seene mein ek tufan bhar 

Har zarra keh raha..
kyun pareshan hum hogaye..

khwab ghumnaam kyun hogaye.
kyun sansein apni qaid hain,

kyun bandish hai yahan.

kyun dariya ye bechain hai 

 tu ye bata.

kyun lipti hain ye beriyan,

kyun bebas hum yahan.

kyun bikhri hain har khwahishein,

kyun ranjish darmiyan.
kyun pareshan hum hogaye..khwab ghumnaam kyun hogaye.