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Kishwar Naheed

1940 (Bulandshahr) – Present • The Feminist Pioneer

"A fiercely independent and radically bold poet, Kishwar Naheed is celebrated as the true pioneer of modern feminist Urdu literature. She has spent her entire life boldly defying societal norms, censorship, and military dictatorships in Pakistan. Her iconic, unapologetic poem 'Hum Gunahgaar Auratein' (We Sinful Women) became a massive anthem for the women's rights movement, challenging the religious and cultural policing of women's bodies and choices."

Mashhoor Ash'aar

kuchh din to malal us ka haq tha bichhDa to khayal us ka haq tha...
hamein dekho hamare paas baiTho ham se kuchh sikho hamin ne pyaar manga tha hamin ne dagh paae hain...
dil ko bhi gham ka saliqa na tha pahle pahle us ko bhi bhulna achchha laga pahle pahle...
dil mein hai mulaqat ki khvahish ki dabi aag mehndi lage hathon ko chhupa kar kahan rakkhun...
ab sirf libas rah gaya hai vo le gaya kal badan chura kar...
us ko fursat bhi nahin mujh ko tamanna bhi nahin phir khalish kya hai ki rah rah ke vafa dhunDhti hai...
javan gehun ke kheton ko dekh kar ro den vo laDkiyan ki jinhein bhuul baiThin maaen bhi...
hamein aziiz hain in bastiyon ki divaren ki jin ke saae bhi divar bante jaate the...
apni be-chehragi chhupane ko aaine ko idhar udhar rakkha...
shamil hun main tere ratjagon mein jaagun bhi to tere khvab sochun...
paani ka bahav tham gaya hai nikli hai nadi se vo naha kar...
use hi baat sunane ko dil nahin karta vo shakhs jis ke liye zindagi samaat thi...
apna naam bhi ab to bhuul gai naheed koi pukare to hairat se takti hun...
ek mauhum sa rishta hai so rakhna is ko tum jahan jao samajh lena vahin ham bhi the...
malal us ko bhi tha aur udaas ham bhi the ye kaisi pahli mulaqat thi ki gham bhi the...
ye zindagi jise DhunDa tha aasmanon mein hava ke haath pe likkhi hui ibarat thi...
kaun jaane ki uDti hui dhuup bhi kis taraf kaun si manzilon mein gai...
taalluqat ke taaviz bhi gale mein nahin malal dekhne aaya hai rasta kaise...
udasiyon ko to aangan hi chahiyein khaali chhaton pe chandni raaton ka silsila rakhna...
vo jis ka shauq hai khilte gulab mal dena gale milo to use bhi udaas kar jaana...
kuchh yun hi zard zard si naheed aaj thi kuchh oDhni ka rang bhi khilta hua na tha...
maan bhi lun ki tiri yaad mahaz vahima hai phir bhi vo yaad hi dam-saaz rahi shaam-o-sahar...
bheji hain us ne phulon mein munh-band sipiyan inkar bhi ajab hai bulava bhi hai ajab...
laraz rahi hai zamin sahmi laDkiyon ki tarah pukarti hai ki tanha na chhoD kar jaana...
mardon ko sab rava pa aurat ko narava sharm-o-haya ka shahr mein charcha bhi hai ajab...
ab to badan ke jalne ki bu shahr bhar mein hai kahna bhi narava hai so kahta nahin koi...
vo jab bhi aaya bahut tez barishon jaisa vo jis ne chaha mujhe surmai ghaTa rakhna...
maang mein Tankne aaya tha sitare koi dil ko kya sujhi ki us khvab ko bimar kiya...
shayad udaas shakhon se lipTa hua mile apni gali mein us ka Thikana bhi hai ajab...
haan unhin guzre zamanon ke sada-saaz hain ham jin ke shoalon pe hava nachti dekhi ham ne...
dil ko tire firaq ki aarzu yaad rah gai din vo mohabbaton ke bhi misl-e-rah-e-safar gae...
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