yeah...
ye gaana sirf gaana nahi hai...
ye cheekh hai...
un logon ki...
jinke aansu kabhi news tak nahi pahuche...
west bengal se bharat tak...
suno dhyaan se...
kolkata ke pul ke neeche bacha rota raat bhar,
maa ke haath khaali, baap gaya tha kaam par.
subah laash mili track pe bina kisi naam ke,
zinda tha kal tak, aaj poster bhi nahi sham ke.
howrah station pe sapne bikte kilo ke bhaav,
ek ticket ghar ka nahi, par maut ka milta daav.
chai bechta bachpan, school kabhi dekha nahi,
kitaab ka rang pata nahi, sirf dhool dekhi sahi.
gaon mein khet sukhe, sheher mein note geele,
neta ke kapde saaf, logon ke pet peele.
vote ke din sab aate pair pakadne haste,
jeet gaye toh phir gate pe kutte bhi na bhunkte.
murshidabad se medinipur tak cheekhein hawa mein,
har gali mein dard chhupa normal si ada mein.
ladki nikle ghar se maa ka dil ruk jaata,
safe laut aayi toh ghar khuda shukar manata.
rona hai toh ro le aaj, sachchai saamne hai!
jo chup tha itne saal se, woh aaj awaaz mein hai!
aankhein khol de, dekh zara ye desh jal raha!
insaan zinda kam hai, andar se sab mar raha!
aankhein khol de!
aankhein khol de!
ye aansu kam nahi hain!
samandar bol de!
hospital ke bahar line mein baap gira tha,
doctor andar busy, paisa bina kya mila tha?
beta oxygen maange, machine bhi sharmayi,
system ne phir ek saans aur sasti batayi.
police thane mein sach bhi darr ke baith jaata,
jiska haath bada ho, kanoon usi ko gaata.
gareeb ka case file mein dhool ban ke sota,
ameer ka kutta kho jaaye toh sheher poora rota.
college ki degree haath mein, jeb mein hawa,
maa ke kangans bike tab interview ka dawa.
job mila bhi toh salary se kiraya mushkil,
sapna mba ka tha, reality ne kiya qatl.
rail ke neeche roz koi khud se haar jaata,
news wale likhte bas “ek sharir mil jaata”.
naam nahi, kahani nahi, kyun gira ye aadmi?
kisi ko farq nahi padta, kyunki gareeb aadmi.
rona hai toh ro le aaj, sachchai saamne hai!
jo chup tha itne saal se, woh aaj awaaz mein hai!
aankhein khol de, dekh zara ye desh jal raha!
insaan zinda kam hai, andar se sab mar raha!
nadi mein laash behti, log video banate,
insaniyat mar chuki, likes sabko bhaate.
pados mein bhook se bachchi soti bina khaaye,
par shaadi mein plate bhar khaana dustbin jaaye.
mandir aur masjid mein mic bohot zor se,
par roti ki dua dab gayi shor ke shor se.
dharam ke naam pe bhai ko bhai se lada diya,
netagiri ne khoon ko election bana diya.
farmer ne pesticide ko chai samajh pi liya,
karz ke kagaz ne uska gala hi si liya.
mitti bhi royi hogi jab wo neeche gira hoga,
beta school se aake poocha “baba kidhar hoga?”
kya jawaab degi maa?
kya bataayegi wo?
“beta desh bada hai...
par hum chhote the jo...”
agar tum ro rahe ho… toh abhi insaan ho.
agar tum soch rahe ho… toh abhi zinda ho.
agar tum badalna chahte ho… toh abhi waqt hai.
warna kal tum bhi sirf ek khabar ho.
ye gaana trend ke liye nahi, zameer jagane ko,
ye linein likhi hain soye sheher ko hilane ko.
jinke ghar mein roshni hai, ek baar bahar dekho,
footpath pe sard raat mein kaise bachte dekho.
maa ka pallu bheegta jab beta kaam pe jaata,
har din darr rehta shaam ko laut ke aata?
ya factory mein dab gaya, ya road pe kat gaya,
ya kisi neta ke jhoothe waade mein pat gaya.
west bengal ho ya delhi, sab jagah ek kahani,
upar chamak mahalon ki, neeche roti paani.
india maa hai sabki, par bachche bhooke kyun?
tiranga uncha hai toh sar itne jhuke kyun?
aankhein khol de… ab bhi waqt baaki hai…
mat ro sirf… kuch badalna bhi baaki hai…
ye mitti ro rahi hai, isko hansana hai…
insaan banna hai phir se… bas ye batana hai…
aankhein khol de…
aankhein khol de…
jo mar gaye chup rehke…
unke liye bol de…
ye rap khatam nahi hua…
ye toh shuru hua hai…
jab tak gareeb rota rahega…
tab tak beat bajti rahegi…
yeah… west bengal… india…
sun raha hai na?
