क़ता हुई रफ़ाक़त

 

वफ़ा ही जहाँ की अलामत नहीं है

मुझे ज़ख्म खाने की आदत नहीं है 

न ऐसे कभी तुम सरे राह रुकते   

न हम जान पाते मुहब्बत नहीं है 

 

तुम्हीने जता के रफ़ाक़त क़ता की  

हमारी  तरफ़ से अदावत नहीं हैं 

मेरी चाह को तुम सदाक़त से परखो    

“मुझे तुमसे  कोई शिकायत नहीं है”

 

लुटा कर दहर भी नहीं पा सका जो

मुझे उस हदफ़ की  नदामत नहीं है   

 

चलें जो सफ़र में अकेले तश्नान 

कहीं इस अमल सी अमानत नहीं है

وفا ہی جہاں کی علامت نہیں ہے  

مجھے زخم کھانے کی عادت نہیں ہے

ن ایسے کبھی تم سرِ راہ رکتے  

ن ہم جان پاتے محبت نہیں ہے

تمہی نے جتا کے رفاقت قطع کی  

ہماری طرف سے عداوت نہیں ہے

میری چاہ کو تم صداقت سے پرکھو  

"مجھے تم سے کوئی شکایت نہیں ہے"

لٹا کر دہر بھی نہیں پا سکا جو  

مجھے اُس ہدف کی ندامت نہیں ہے

چلیں جو سفر میں اکیلے تشنان  

کہیں اس عمل سی امانت نہیں ہے

Might is right : modern medievalism

Modernity is distinguished from ancient barbarism by the diplomatic rules of discipline nations settled for themselves. Bullies trampling over this discipline is signal that we are returning to medieval anarchism. 

Some of the known bullies are perhaps lying low and watching others to breech the threshold fully before they too participate in mainstreaming the might is right choosing their neighbourhoods for enacting wolf and lamp with impunity. It's scary in many sense.

Stop glorifying past

Dogmatising the statement that those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it, is to  perpetually keep those condemned for more defeats and subjugations who had defeats and subjugations as part of their long history.

Stop glorifying your past or crying over what your ancestors failed to repel or achieve. Stop anyone goading you to weaponise memory against yourself. 

Look ahead and reinvent yourself if you want to be a winner and fit of any worth. Only fittest would ultimately SURVIVE for future, the rest would condemn themselves into abyss of self conjured history.