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Jan Nisar Akhtar

1914 (Gwalior) – 1976 (Mumbai) • Progressive Romantic

"A highly significant progressive writer, an academic who taught at AMU, and the father of the legendary lyricist Javed Akhtar. Jan Nisar successfully navigated the worlds of pure literature and Bombay cinema. He wrote intensely romantic yet socially aware poetry, alongside penning immortal Bollywood classics like 'Ae dil-e-naadaan' which perfectly showcased his ability to capture complex human emotions simply."

Mashhoor Ash'aar

ye ilm ka sauda ye risale ye kitaben ik shakhs ki yaadon ko bhulane ke liye hain...
log kahte hain ki tu ab bhi khafa hai mujh se teri aankhon ne to kuchh aur kaha hai mujh se...
sau chaand bhi chamkenge to kya baat banegi tum aae to is raat ki auqat banegi...
ab ye bhi nahin thiik ki har dard miTa den kuchh dard kaleje se lagane ke liye hain...
aur kya is se ziyada koi narmi bartun dil ke zakhmon ko chhua hai tire gaalon ki tarah...
aankhen jo uThae to mohabbat ka guman ho nazron ko jhukae to shikayat si lage hai...
ashaar mire yun to zamane ke liye hain kuchh sher faqat un ko sunane ke liye hain...
zulfen sina naaf kamar ek nadi mein kitne bhanvar...
aaj to mil ke bhi jaise na mile hon tujh se chaunk uThte the kabhi teri mulaqat se ham...
dilli kahan gaiin tire kuchon ki raunaqen galiyon se sar jhuka ke guzarne laga hun main...
itne mayus to haalat nahin log kis vaste ghabrae hain...
ishq mein kya nuqsan nafa hai ham ko kya samjhate ho ham ne saari umr hi yaaro dil ka karobar kiya...
ham se puchho ki ghazal kya hai ghazal ka fan kya chand lafzon mein koi aag chhupa di jaae...
aahaT si koi aae to lagta hai ki tum ho saaya koi lahrae to lagta hai ki tum ho...
dekhun tire hathon ko to lagta hai tire haath mandir mein faqat diip jalane ke liye hain...
jab lagen zakhm to qatil ko dua di jaae hai yahi rasm to ye rasm uTha di jaae...
har-chand e'tibar mein dhoke bhi hain magar ye to nahin kisi pe bharosa kiya na jaae...
sharm aati hai ki us shahr mein ham hain ki jahan na mile bhiik to lakhon ka guzara hi na ho...
dil ko har lamha bachate rahe jazbaat se ham itne majbur rahe hain kabhi haalat se ham...
main jab bhi us ke khayalon mein kho sa jaata hun vo khud bhi baat kare to bura lage hai mujhe...
maana ki rang rang tira pairahan bhi hai par is mein kuchh karishma-e-aks-e-badan bhi hai...
fursat-e-kaar faqat chaar ghaDi hai yaaro ye na socho ki abhi umr paDi hai yaaro...
aankhon mein jo bhar loge to kanTon se chubhenge ye khvab to palkon pe sajane ke liye hain...
kuchal ke phenk do aankhon mein khvab jitne hain isi sabab se hain ham par azaab jitne hain...
tujhe baanhon mein bhar lene ki khvahish yun ubharti hai ki main apni nazar mein aap rusva ho sa jaata hun...
inqilabon ki ghaDi hai har nahin haan se baDi hai...
muaaf kar na saki meri zindagi mujh ko vo ek lamha ki main tujh se tang aaya tha...
ek bhi khvab na ho jin mein vo aankhen kya hain ik na ik khvab to aankhon mein basao yaaro...
quvvat-e-taamir thi kaisi khas-o-khashak mein aandhiyan chalti rahin aur aashiyan banta gaya...
guzar gaya hai koi lamha-e-sharar ki tarah abhi to main use pahchan bhi na paaya tha...
tamam umr azabon ka silsila to raha ye kam nahin hamein jiine ka hausla to raha...
kya pata ho bhi sake is ki talafi ki nahin shairi tujh ko ganvaya hai bahut din ham ne...
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