lamhat(moments)

रात यों कहने लगा मुझसे गगन का चाँद। Raat Yun Kehne Laga Mujhse Gagan Ka Chand ( At Night Sky's Moon Thus Spoke To Me) - Ramdhari Singh 'Dinkar ' Nature made man but with evolution of man, he started challenging nature. As he understood the natural wonders, he started exploiting them by conquering these things in an unplanned way and endangering nature with dreams of destruction. Ramdhari Singh 'Dinkar ' in this poem with a conversation with moon telling about this human trait. Human evolving each day and the day is not far that man would be at a place of God. He is suspicious of this uncontrolled growth and has doubts on its impact on sustainability of humans. रात यों कहने लगा मुझसे गगन का चाँद, आदमी भी क्या अनोखा जीव है! उलझनें अपनी बनाकर आप ही फँसता, और फिर बेचैन हो जगता, न सोता है। Raat yun kehne laga mujhse gagan ka chaand Aadmi bhi kya anokha jeev hota hai Uljhane apni banakar aap hi fansta Aur fir bechain ho jagta, na sota...

Let Them Be Children  14th November is celebrated as Children's Day in India, it is the birthday of India's first prime minister Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru  who was very fond of children. Children are free spirited and we must let them as they are and dream for themselves, Happy Children's Day Don't stop , don't interrupt  let their dreams fly, let them touch the sky, let them have fun,let them learn let them be children. Don't pressurize, don't criticize  let them choose their way, bookish knowledge do stay, but there are books beyond books, which change how we looks  and how things we churn, let them be children. Don't judge,don't grudge let their innocence prevail, let them come out of shell, let aim them high,let dream them high, because dreams make future turn  let them be children. This poem is linked to Poetry Jam  ( dream ) and Five Sentence Fiction  ( Flight) 

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 36 ; the thirty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . The theme for the month is "and then there were none" Heroine From desires arise dreams, For her she wanted screams,  For Money,power and car, She was ready to go any far. When still in her teen, Prepared for that big screen, With beauty,talent and luck, She soon earned big buck. Foe,followers,friends and fan, Light,camera,action and vanity van, Had attention she always demanded, Everything presented as soon she commanded. Enjoyed the life to full extend, Towards the past she never bend, Her family,those friends,that town, No one she cared to share that crown, After that seducing,praiseworthy prime, Now gone was her good old time, And then there were none, She was lonely,alone and one. ...