“…aaj office mat jao.”

Chashme pe mere chay ki bhaap chadh gayi thi,
Sab dhundla dhundla sa dikhayi pad raha tha.
Itne mein pairon pe kuch mulyam sa, resham sa chua,
Chasmeke kaanch pounch ke dekha,
To tumhare paon razai ke bahar aa gaye the.

Kitne chote paon the tumhare,
Meri hatheli pe yun samajate the,
Jaise bacche apni maa ki god mein.
Ungliyan jaise talwon ke kinare moti jade hon.
Aur unpe tumhara man pasand kala nail polish.
Thand se gulaabi hue tumhare paon-
Yun lagta tha ki os bheege gulabon par chalke aye hon.


Hath me khali pyala liye,
Wahan bistar pe baithe baithe,
Apni hi duniya ki sair kar raha tha.
Os, moti, nail polish, gulaab…
Aur na jane kahan kahan gum tha.
Itna ki apne moonh ki taraf ate takiye ko bhi nahi dekha.
Garam rui ki chot aur kamre mein gunjti khil khilahat ne,
Mujhe wapas apne bistar pe khinch liya.
Mere tede chasme ko sidha karke,
Mere bal pure bigad diye.

Night suit ka collar pakde,
Mujhe apni taraf khinch liya,
Masti bhari aankho se mujhe dekhte hue kaha-
“Bada acha mausam hai, aaj office mat jao”