shayar ki kahani

KYA HASEEN FIZZAA HAI
INTAZAM KI...
People - WAH!, WAH, IRSHAAD,
IRSHAAD !!!!
KYA HASEEN FIZZAA HAI
INTAZAM KI...
KYA HASEEN FIZZAA HAI
INTAZAM KI...
CHUDEGI AAJ LAUNDI NIZAM KI.
People were really angry to
hear this. (probably most
of them were not like us). They
started abusing and
throwing stones at him. On
this he again started...
AYE DHARTI KE CHAAND
SITARON...
This calmed people a bit.
AYE DHARTI KE CHAAND
SITARON...
MAA KE LAUDON, PATTHAR TO
NA MARO
People went out of control this
time and started
beating and kicking him. He
begged for mercy but they
were not ready to listen to him
anymore, so he finally
stated.
GARDISH MAIN HAI SITARE
GAND MARLO HAMARI..
GARDISH MAIN HAI SITARE
GAND MARLO HAMARI....
JAB BAHARE-CHAMAN MAIN
HONGE, MAA CHOD-DENGE
TUMHARI...
Rest is history. But the history
stayed with him when
he grew up. Ab jaahir hai ki
aise chutiye ke prem me koi
kadega nahi. To yeh shayar
Hyderabaad se Bombai pyaar
ka
chakkar chalane ke liye aaya.
Ek din usne
ek achchhi ladki ko dekha.
Ladki ka dhyaan kahi aur tha
to shaayar sahaab ne wahi
farma diya...
MUDHKAR ZARA IDHAR BHI DEKH
ZAALIM
KE TAMANNA HUM BHI RAKHTE
HAI
CHUT TERE PAAS HAI TO KYA
L*nd HUM BHI RAKHTE HAI
You won't believe it. But the
steak liked this shayri
and she fell for him. Things
went well for them for next
few days lekin woh ladki kuch
aage nahi badhne deti thi.
To ek suhana mousam pe
humare dost ne use kahe
hidala...
DIL TO DIYA HAI TUJHE PAR EK
SHART LAGAYI HAI
LENI HAI WOH CHEEZ JO TUNE
TANGO ME CHHEPAYEE HAI
That was it! Ladki ek dam ruth
gayi aur shayar se
milna jhulna chhod diya. To
shayar ki haalat bhi kharab
ho gayi. Dost log bhi khairat
puchhne chale aaye. To
cheer him up, they requested
him to say a sher
dedicated to her.
So he goes...
BEDARD ZAMANA KYA JAANE
KYA CHEEZ JUDAAI HOTI HAI
HUM L*nD PAKAD KAR BAITHE
HAI
JABKI GHAR GHAR ME CHUDAI
HOTI HAI
Yeh sunkar dost log hil gaye.
Koi bola l*nd ko
sambhalo. To koi kaheta hai ki
agar l*nd ko pakad kar
baithoge to mutne kaise
jaoge? To shayar bolta hai...
KOUN KAHETA HAI KI LU*D
YAHAN MUTNE-KO AATA HAI?
KOUN KAHETA HAI KI LU*D
YAHAN MUTNE-KO AATA HAI?
ARE WOH TO CHUT KI YAAD ME
AANSU BAHANE AATA HAI
Yeh sun kar sab dost log aur
bhi pareshaan ho gaye. Ek
dost se to yeh suna bhi nahi
gaya. To woh dost bolta hai
ki mei kaise bhi karke teri
darling ko waapis bulaunga.
Tere paas waapis aake tujh pe
ek ehsaan karne khi bhikh
mangooga. Ab aap log to
jaante ho ki yeh shayar log
kitne independant hote hai. To
humare shayar ko yeh
ehsaan lene wali baat kuch
pasand nahi aayi. To woh
bola...
EHSAAN KISI KA KYA LENA, HUM
TO MUTH PE GUZAARA KARTE
HAI
EHSAAN KISI KA KYA LENA, HUM
TO MUTH PE GUZAARA KARTE
HAI
JAB BHI YAAD UNKI AATI HAI,
OOTH OOTH DUBARA KARTE HAI
Mahebooba kabhi waapis nahi
aayi. To uski yaad bhula
ne ke liyewohi shaayar Delhi
chala Gaya. Wahan jab
Qutub Minar dekha to bola:
DEKH KE QUTUB MINAR, SHAYAR
KA DIMMAG DUADA
ASMAAN KO CHODNE CHALA
DHARTI KA LAUDA
Is par Delhi police ki gaand
mein khujli hui to usse
pakad liya gaya aur court mein
pesh kiya gaya. Jab
Judge sahiba ne poocha
"tumhe kuch kehna hai?" to
woh
bola:
AIYE SANAM UTHA KALAM
MUJHE KASAM HAI RABKI
MUJHE KASAM HAI RABKI
MAA CHOD DOONGA SABKI...
On such a contempt of court,
he was ordered to be
hanged till death. When he
was burried, the judge
sahiba visited his grave.
Needless to say she was very
mad so she pissed on his
grave. Judge sahiba ke jane
ke baad hi iss shayar ke bhoot
ne ek arz farmaya...
WO AAYE HUMARI KABAR PE,
CHAL DIYE MOOT KE..
WO AAYE HUMARI KABAR PE,
CHAL DIYE MOOT KE..
CHALO ISSI BAHANE DARSHAN
HO GAYE CHUT KE..
BADI CHIKNI THI UNKI CHUT..
BHENCHOD AB KYA FAYDA JAB
HUM BAN GAYE BHOOT