🕯️ Chiragh aur Khwahish
Ek dafa ka zikr hai, Basra ke ek purane bazaar mein ek faqeer purani cheezen bech raha tha.
Uske paas ek purana peetal ka chiragh bhi tha, jise dekh kar sab log haste aur kehte —
“Is mein ab kya bach gaya hai?”
Magar ek jawan musafir ne use khareed liya.
Jab usne chiragh ko saaf kiya,
toh ek roshan pari hawa se nikli —
us ki aawaaz sheher ke sab gharon tak gayi:
> “Main teri ek khwahish poori karungi,
par soch samajh kar mangna,
kyunki har khwahish ek daam maangti hai.”
Musafir ne kuch lamhe socha,
phir bola:
> “Mujhe aesi dil chahiye jo kabhi thake na,
aur rooh jo hamesha umeed rakhe.”
Pari muskura kar bohli:
> “To phir tujhe duniya ka sabse bada tohfa mil gaya — ‘Insaan ka jazba’.”
Us din se wo musafir har sheher mein logon ko umeed dene laga.
Aur jab raten andheri ho jati thi,
log kahte the —
> “Basra ka musafir phir chiragh jaga gaya hai.”
