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Har Ghar Tiranga Lehrayega

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हर घर तिरंगा लहराएगा ( Har Ghar Tiranga Lehrayega ) - Tricolor Will Wave at Every House भुके जिस्मों में दो वक्त जब अन्न का दाना जाएगा, बेरोज़गारी का धब्बा नौजवानों पर से जब मिट जाएगा, आने वाला कल जब लेकर खुशहाली आयेगा। हर घर तिरंगा लहराएगा। Bhooke Jismon Mein Do Waqt Jab Ann Ka Dana Jayega, Berozgari Ka Dhabba Naujawano Par Se Jab Mit Jayega, Aane Wala Kal Jab Lekar Khushhali Aayega, Har Ghar Tiranga Lehrayega. डिपो से राशन उसका जब जायज़ हकदार ही लाएगा, गरीब की सीट पर पैसे वाले का बच्चा पढ़ने ना जाएगा, सरकारी अस्पातल से भी मरीज़ जब जिंदा वापस आएगा। हर घर तिरंगा लहराएगा। Depo Se Rashan Uska Jab Jayaz Hakdaar Hi Layega, Gareeb Ki Seat Par Paise Wale Ka Bachcha Padne Na Jayega, Sarkari Aspatal Se Bhi Mareez Jab Zinda Wapas Aayega, Har Ghar Tiranga Lehrayega . मंदिर, मस्जिद, गिरजे, गुरुद्वारों से बहार जब इंसान आएगा, कोई धर्म नहीं, कोई जात नहीं जब वो हिंदुस्तानी कहलाएगा, छूने से असव्च्छ नहीं, ना छूने से जब वो घर जाएगा। हर घर तिरंगा लहराएगा। Mandir, Masjid, Girje,Gurudwaron Se Bahar Jab In

Mere Zakhmon Ko Tum Hara Rakhna

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 Mere Zakhmon Ko Tum Hara Rakhna ( मेरे ज़ख्मों को तुम हरा रखना) - Keep My Wounds Fresh 'Mere Zakhmon Ko Tum Hara Rakhna' is my comeback poem on the blog. It is almost  after a year that I am updating my blog. This Hindi poem tells the helplessness of a common man in India. Facing problems from all corners of life he is frustrated in saying that he is in such a position where he neither die nor live peacefully and with dignity. He/She is feeling like caged bird who is not allowed to even die in spite living in such pathetic condition. For more explanation Read Here.  मेरे ज़ख्मों को तुम हरा रखना, समंदर दर्द का सदा भरा रखना।  कोई आइना मुझे हस्ते हुए न देख ले, ऐसे कमरे में बंद मुझे तनहा रखना।   Mere Zakhmon Ko Tum Bhara Rakhna,  Samandar Dard Ka Bhara Rakhna.  Koi Aaina Mujhe Haste Hue Na Dekh Le, Aise Kamre Mein Band Mujhe Tanha Rakhna. कभी बेड़ियों से जो आज़ाद दिखूं, कतरने को पर पास उस्तरा रखना।  Kabhi Bediyon Se Jo Azad Dikhun, Katarne Ko Par Pass Ustara Rakhna. दरिया में गिरकर कह

Woh Eid, Eid Na Hogi

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वो ईद, ईद न होगी। (Woh Eid, Eid Na Hogi.) Covid Era is a different time and we are experiencing the things differently. Our lifestyles has changed, the way world behaving has changed and it has also changed the way Eid will be celebrated this year. The feast of fasting (Eid Ul Fitr ) will not come with Feast,Fun, Sharing, Caring and meeting our loved ones. But we still make it happier by doing our part in helping the weaker sections of the society which we must do. As a writer and poet I have celebrated this by writing this poem which I am sharing here. Happy Eid.     जब तेरी दीद न होगी, फिर ईद, वो ईद न होगी।   Jab Teri Deed Na Hogi, Phir Eid, Eid Eid Na Hogi. रात में तनहा चाँद का दीदार तो हो जाएगा, मुबारक़बाद देने को मगर मोहल्ला न चिल्लाएगा, चाँद रात पर जब ज़रूरी ख़रीद न होगी, फिर ईद, वो ईद न होगी।   Raat Mein Tanha Chand Ka Deedar To Ho Jaega, Mubarakbad Dene Ko Magar Mohalla Na Chillaega, Chand Raat Par Jab Zaroori Kharid Na Hogi,  Phir Eid, Wo

Ghar Wapsi (Reverse Migration)

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घर वापसी (Ghar Wapsi) - Reverse Migration Once village people migrated to big cities in search of food and work because industrialization created opportunity there and big poor families can't sustain on small lands. Many were those landless labors whose land was grabbed by government for some projects. They all migrated to cities and settled here in spite of  facing many hardships because they were earning more from what they can earn in there native villages.  But the unplanned lockdown amid the fear of community transmission of Covid-19 or Corona virus Pandemic has started Reverse Migration.Many migrant labors become job less/work less after the lockdown was announced. Daily wagers, rickshaw pullers and even those working in ,ills and factories soon started feeling difficult to survive in cities as they were not getting any payment and food. The arrangements made by many state government were not reaching everybody and if reaching they were not satisfactory. We can&

Kayamat Ka Manzar Kya Isse Kam Hoga?

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क़यामत का मंज़र क्या इससे काम होगा ? (Kayamat Ka Manzar Kya Isse Kam Hoga?) - Will the day of apocalypse lesser than this?  Isn't this line true? Deserted roads, separated from love ones, fearing to connect to dear ones also, losing humanity, etc. Are these not the sign of a doomsday. Such feelings emerged to me the day #Lockdown of 21 days was announced in India as the Coronavirus Pandemic spread increased in India. I am sharing this poem ( ghazal ) here today on 11th day of the lockdown.  फ़ासला अपने दर्मियान कैसे ख़त्म होगा, क़यामत का मंज़र क्या इससे काम होगा।  Fasla Apne Darmiyan Kaise Khatam Hoga, Kayamat Ka Manzar Kya Isse Kam Hoga. ज़िन्दगी थम सी गयी,दोस्ती जैम सी गयी, आँखों-आँखों में मुलाक़ात का कब तक सितम होगा।  क़यामत का मंज़र क्या इससे काम होगा।  Zindagi Tham Si Gayee,Dosti Jam Si Gayee, Aankhon-Aankhon Mein Mulaqat Ka Kab Tak Sitam Hoga. Kayamat Ka Manzar Kya Isse Kam Hoga. अज़ीज़ सब पहलू में बैठे रहते थे, अपनों की झलक के लिए आज दिल नाम हो

Hamra Gandhi Ke Goli Maral Ho

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हमरा गाँधी के गोली मारल हो ! (Hamra Gandhi Ke Goli Maral Ho - You Have Shot My Gandhi) - Rasool Miyan  Rasool Miyan an unknown Bhojpuri Folk Writer and Singer who was an ardent Gandhi follower and among the best example of India. He use to write about Ram, Krishna, Ganga with equal love as for other subjects. 'Ram Ka Sehra' one of his finest creation of Rasool Miyan is a sketch to beauty of Lord Ram. There are no written records about his writings. He used to maintain a diary which someone borrowed from his sons to never return. His sons, students, followers and other contemporary artist kept him alive by recalling his works. Subhash Chandra Kushwaha started collecting his work and folk singer Chandan Kumari has composed these songs to wider their reach.  This particular song I heard on Prime Time with Ravish Kumar on NDTV.   Actually this was the first time I heard about Rasool Miyan and than I researched on him. Sharing this today has also become important

Zameen Pe Jannat

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Zameen Pe Jannat - #SaveKashmir  Some temporary sections of #Artcle370 revoked by central government and our relation with Jammu and Kashmir changed. I am not talking about the geographical changes of dividing it into two union territories but confining of Kashmiri people into their homes. More than 25 days has passed and Kashmir is under curfew without proper schooling, shops are shut, no internet,television, landline, newspaper,media reporting blockade any means of communication with mainland India is blocked. I am writing after a long gap and this issue has provoked me to pen this poem which I am sharing here.  वो ज़मीन पे जन्नत जहाँ इंसान बास्ते हैं, अपनों की सुनने को आज जो आवाज़ तरसते हैं, सियासत की ज़ंजीरों में जकड़े हुए हैं, आँखों में आंसूं भी पकडे हुए हैं, रोकर भी अपने ग़म किसको दिखाएं, बंदूकों की दीवार के पीछे खड़े हैं।  Woh Zameen Pe Jannat Jahan Insaan Baste Hain, Apno Ki Sunne Ko Aaj Jo Aawaaz Taraste Hain, Siyasat Ki Zanjeeron Mein Jakd