Nai Bole To Sunte Nai

Nai Bole To Sunte Nai
by

Qamaqa Hyderabadi


Dekho kitta samjharaon main
Nai bole to sunte nai
Apni man maani tum karraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Karne ke jo kaamaan hain so
Jaise ke vaiseech reh gaye hain
Nai karne ke kaamaan karraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Jis soorat pe mai marta thha
Kitti seedi saadi thhi
Us po “make-up” karte jaaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Mooh po “make-up” thhopte jaate
Umar ke peechhe mat bhaago
Gayi jawani phir nai aati
Nai bole to sunte nai

Baalaan kale karte karte
Mooh bhi kaala ho gaya
Bachche dekh ko darte jaaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Baalon me chutla jode to
Achha jooda ban jaata
Phir bhi baalaan “set” karvaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Unke baalaan “set” hone tak
Mere sir me ginti ke
Hain so baalaan jhhadte jaaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Charbi chaat ko duble dikhne
Ek hafte se diet po hain
Chalte-phirte dhakliyaan khaaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Pakke itne pandu ho gaye
Ab girte ki jab girte
Phir bhi aine me sharmaaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Achhe achhe filmaan dekho
Kitta kitta samjhaaya
Gande filmaan dekh ko aaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Iske peechhe kya hai ki
Aur uske neeche kya hai ki
Nange nange gaane gaaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Sarkari order hai ke bachche
Teen se badhko nai hona
Khatta kha ke ultiyaan karraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Samdhi se jab poochha, main kya
Samdhan phir ummeed se hain
Sharma ko bas “Abba” bolaen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Phode pe jam gayee so khipli
Naakhun se nakko nocho
Bhoole zakhmaan taaze horaen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Laakhon neend me mar gaye bhi to
Unke aankhaan nai khulraen
Phir se maut ku daavat karraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Allah taoba khamokha tum
Itte budde ho ko bhi
Chillar chaale karte jaaraen
Nai bole to sunte nai

Dekho kitta samjharaon main
Nai bole to sunte nai
Apni man maani tum karraen
Nai bole to sunte nai