Ek kamiyab mard ke peeche sirf ek aurat nahi,

Balki ek baap ki poori jawani chhupi hoti hai.

Woh baap, jiske sapne apne bete ke sapno me ghul gaye,

Jisne apne armaanon ko khud se alag karke,

Ek nayi zindagi, ek nayi ummeed ko jeena shuru kar diya.

Woh baap jo kabhi nahi roka apne liye kuch maangne se,

Par khud har zaroorat ko khud pe bojh samajh kar taal gaya.

Jisne naye kapdon ki khwahish ko purane kapdon mein sil diya,

Sirf is liye ki beta ek din naye sapne pehankar nikle.

Jisne apni thakaan ka kabhi zikr nahi kiya,

Jo dhoop mein jala, barish mein bhiga, sirf is umeed mein ki

Uska beta ek din AC office mein baith kar kaam kare.

Woh baap, jo khud school nahi jaa paaya,

Par beta agar ek extra book bhi maange,

Toh raat ko kam roti kha kar bhi uski kitaab laane ko tayyar raha.

Ek kamiyab mard ke peeche sirf ek saathi nahi,

Balki ek baap ka har wo din chhupa hota hai,

Jo usne sirf is umeed mein jee liya,

Ki uska beta usse kahin aage nikle, kahin zyada roshan ho.

Baap toh ek aisi roshni hai jo khud andhere mein jalta hai,

Sirf is liye, taaki beta raushni mein jee sake.

Aur jab beta kamiyab ho jata hai,

Toh woh sirf ek garv bhari muskaan se khush ho jaata hai,

Apne naam ka shor nahi maangta, sirf ek mera beta sunne ke liye jeeta hai.

Sach toh yeh hai, har kamiyab mard ke peeche ek baap ki chhupi hui kahani hoti hai,

Jo khud ko kharch karke apne bete ko ameer bana jata hai.

Khayali khawab