Naari Shakti

Ghar mein jiske kadam pade toh nanhi pari ban jati hai,
Hansi khilkhilahat se fir mata-pita ki duniya mehkati hai.

Chhoti-chhoti aankhon mein sapne woh bade-bade sajati hai,
Fir Savitri, Sarojini, Kalpana aur Malala ke roopon mein nazar aati hai.

Pyar kare toh Radha jaisa, bhakti kare toh bane woh Meera,
Sangini mein woh Parvati hai, aur tyaag mein bane woh Sita.

Kabhi maa, kabhi beti bani hai,
Kabhi behan, toh kabhi sakhi bani hai.

Hain jitne rishte duniya mein, un sab rishton mein buni-gadhi hai.

Naari ki mahima kya kahe ‘aks’, naari se hi yeh duniya bani hai!

Change is coming

Look, the colour of sky is changing,

Look, the coldness of weather is fading,

Look, the fragrance in air is changing,

Look, the phase of moon is turning.

It’s the feeling of new, the feeling of fluttering butterflies.

It’s the feeling of dew, the feeling of visiting a paradise.

Is it unknown, is it unreal or is it like a homecoming?

Seems to me for sure that CHANGE IS COMING!

Naari ki abhilasha

Naari ke baare mein na jaane kitni baar yeh kaha gaya ki

bada kathin hai usse samajhna,

bada kathin hai usse jannaa.

Par kya itna bhi kathin hai uske dil ki baat samajhna?

Kya chahti hai woh? Kya hai uss naari ki ikshaa?

Dhan-daulat-shaan ya fir beinteha aisho-araam?

Nahi!

Naari toh keval itna chahe

Ek pyara sa parivaar ho uska,

Meethe do bol bole jo ho aisa hamraaz uska,

Uski laaj pe aanch na aane de ho aisa samaaj uska,

Uske sapno ko de unchi udaan aisa ho aasmaan uska,

Jahan ho woh barabar ki haqdaar aisa ho sansaar uska

Bas itni si hi toh hai ‘Aks’

ek naari ki abhilasha !