Main…. Ek Berang Sa Rang
Main, ek berang sa rang,
Sochta tha, ki kya rang kam padh gaye the?
Kyon berang sa mujhe chhod gaye the.
Duniya mein itne rang, phir main kyon berang?
Jahan bhi dekhun, dikhte kayi rang..,
Laal, neela, peela, hara…sab nazar aata,
Par main,… ‘hara’ to nahi, magar ‘haara’ nazar aata.
Phir nikal padha ek safar mein,
Berang sa main.., kuch rang khud mein bharne.
Ja pahuncha ek mele mein,
Wahan sab rangeen sa nazar aaya,
Par koi ek rang na tha, jo aap nazar aaya.
Rangon ka woh mela, ban gaya rangeen sa koi mela,
Jin rangon ne use banaya, who unhein hi mita gaya.
Kya berang sa mela…. Woh berang sa mela.
Chalte chalte ja pahuncha main ek rangon ki khaan mein,
Mujh jaise kayi berang khade the wahan,
Khud mein rang bharne ke liye
Itna jal ke… itna seh ke
Ek nayi pehchaan banaane ke liye, khade the wahan.
Usi mele ka hissa banne ko bekarar… khade the wahan.
Yahi to thi meri manzil,
Phir kyon ab mujhe koi rang manzoor nahi.
Rang paa kar bhi, koi pehchaan na hona..
Isse to ..main berang hi sahi.
Mujhe nahi bharna koi rang,
Mujhe nahi banna koi rang
Meri yahi pehchan hai..
Ki main hoon berang.
