हुअा सवेरा

हुअा सवेरा अाँख खोल
मन में झाक दिमाग खोल
अब वक्त ह, न तू थम
जो तू थमा तो रह जाए गम।

उस लक्ष्मी की रक्षा कर
जिसने माँ बन तेरी हर मुश्किल झेली।
उस दुर्गा को इज़्जत बरत
जिसने खुशी से तेरी हर तीर खुद ले ली।।

औरत वो कहलाती है
और तेरे सारे गम वो पी जाती है।
उसका सब तू है
ऐसा आखिर क्यूँ है।
क्यू है तेरे वजूद की उसे परवाह
तेरे हर खुशी की वो है गवाह।

तो आज कुछ कर्ज़ उतार
उसे बरत इज़्जत और प्यार
तेरे केशिश में न हो कमी
न हो कभी उसकी आँखों में नमी
कहते तो लोग उसे तेरी पहचान हैं
पर वो तो तेरी भगवान है।।

Mom

                                                         Mom

Who is she? Is she an angel in disguise or goddess herself?
I'd say she is someone above them both, and better.

Right from very first breath of our existence, while we lay in her womb,she
pampers us and provides the best possible care.
When the entire family cheers for the birth of a child, she gulps the pain equal
to that of twenty bones shattering together to get us into this world, still
sporting a smile and happiness that remains unmatched. Our first step brings a
smile on her face. While we cried all night, she was the one who stayed awake,
until we slept at peace. She stays by our side when we are down, and more
surprisingly, even when she is. Every scar we attain is like a stab to her
heart, and every success is her own celebration.When we are busy partying, she
is busy worrying. No one knows how many meals she has skipped just to have our hunger quenched.
She loves us unconditionally, now matter how flawed we are.She is the wall that
keeps us safe,the pillar that keeps us intact. She is one person who stays by
our side, through the thick and thin of life. Even when the entire world tries
to put us down, she fights to let us rise.
Even with her greying, all she seeks and wishes is for us to stand tall, today
and always.
It is a pity how some people undervalue the most valuable possession and
disrespect her. She did not take us to be a burden when we kicked her womb while inside it, and so we ought not consider her a burden at a time when all she
seeks is a bit of love and space.

She is the first love to a son, and the closest friend to a daughter.
For me, the most cherished and valuable possession is my mom. I wish I happen to be her son in every possible life and afterlife, is there exists one.
I don't feel we need a day to wish our mother. For me, Everyday is Mother's
day. :)

-Mumma's boy. Today, Tomorrow, Always. :)