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Chakoo chalaaya pyaaz pe
Rail gaadi ka payya jaise.
Dhaar par hue kayi Julienne qurbaan.
Raftaar badhi, par ungli gayi atak.
Angoothe pe hua vaar,
hue hum pareshaan.
Chot lagi gehri —
khud hi se, khudi ko.
Par zakhm toh mamooli hi tha.
Angoothe pe lagi patti.
Ab na khoon dikhe, na nakhoon.
Aur naa mutthi bane na chutki—
Naaraaz hai koi humse.
Phone bhi katraata hai pehchaanne se humein.
Aur sar ki khushki ko mili hai raahat—
Buzurgon ko khushi hogi yeh jaanne mein.
Angootha bhale hi rehta ho alag,
Par baaki chaaron ka tha woh favourite.
Kabhi ginti ke bahaane, toh kabhi qalam uthaate hue,
Ungliyaan mil hi jaati thin guftugoo ke liye.
To ab socho ke koi kaise reh paaye angoothe ke bina—
Jab ek halke zakhm se haath ko laga jhatka,
To dhronacharya ne Eklaya se angootha maang kar kitna zulm kiya hoga!
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