Monday, September 5

93

A still from the Movie 'Bombay'


न यह '93 होता,
न यह चिंगारी होती,
जिस कोक से तू जन्मा है,
उस पेट से गद्दारी न होती |


(Had the riots had never happened, Would the Cry of death be ever heard?
Would you have ever thought of betraying the womb of your Mother? Your Motherland?)

न कुरान है तू,
न पुरान है तू,
इंसानियत का कातिल,
मौत का फरमान है तू ||


(Oh Holy text, Neither are you Shlokas`, nor are you the Testaments. Are you a mere letter that carries in it, the dance of death?)


न तेरा मज़हब बड़ा है,
न मेरा मज़हब छोटा,
लेकिन फिर क्यूँ यह दिल,
खून के आंसू है रोता  ? |||

(We both happen to be on the same boat, then why are we rowing the oars in our opposites?)


न तू खुनी है,
न हूँ मैं दरिंदा,
अभी इस जहां मैं,
अमन की उम्मीद है ज़िंदा ||||

(Why fight for the blood of your brothers when there is still a glimmer o` hope and a half a reason to believe in the school of peace?)

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