तोड़ दो मेरे हिंदुस्तान को

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तोड़ दो तुम मेरे हिंदुस्तान को
पर कैसे छोड़ोगे अपनी पहचान को
किसी को कश्मीर चाहिए, किसी को बंगाल
मिल भी जाए तुम्हें एक टुकड़ा पर रह जाओगे कंगाल
आज तुम देश से अलग होना चाहते हो
कल क्या मोहल्ला भी अलग मांगोगे?
अरे यह फ़ितरत ख़तरनाक है मेरे भाई,
फिर माँ से रसोई भी अलग चाहोगे
मुझे कम मिला, मुझे और दो के नारे में,
ख़ुद देना क्या ख़ाक सीखोगे.
कल अपने ही जब सवाल उठाएंगे,
तब मुहँ बना कर तुम्हीं खीजोगे
रात घनी अंधियारी सही
पर तारे एक साथ जगमगाते हैं,
अलग अलग हो कर भी,
एक साथ अँधेरा बुझाते हैं.
चाँद मेरा, सूरज तुम्हारा
और क्या क्या अब तुम बांटोगे
आगे कुछ न मिला संघर्ष को,
क्या अपने बच्चों को भी काटोगे?
रंग में भी मेरा – तुम्हारा है,
सड़क, खेत घर सबका बंटवारा है
क्या करेगा इतना उलझ कर बाँवले
जाना सबको एक ही जगह है, रास्ता चाहे क़ब्र हो या शमशान.
क्या फ़र्क पड़ता है, भारत कहो या हिंदुस्तान?
जब मौत अपनों की होती है तो रोता है हर इंसान.
तोड़ दो देश को अपने स्वार्थ के लिए आज,
जब अंत आएगा तब शायद दो फ़ुट ज़मीन पर भी न कर पाओ राज|

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I have been writing since I was in class five, and I have written (like many others) for myself and kept my writings hidden in the pages of my diary. After 10 years of office and family duties I finally brought the writer in me out of the closet and started sharing my writings on public forums. The first time I did so , my story was selected by Penguin Publishers and Mrs Sudha Murty and published in an anthology "Something Happened on the Way to Heaven". This encouraged me to share my works further. So here I am ...
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