lamhat(moments)

 मन का रावण ! (Mann Ka Ravan) The Evil Inside.  Dussehra is celebrated as the victory of Good over Evil. Each year people burn the effigies of Ravan, Kumbhakaran and Meghnath to mark the victory of Lord Ram.  Dussehra spreads a powerful message of righteousness, hope, and moral truth. But every year while we celebrate this day we forget that the symbolic evils we are burning are all reside inside us and we must overcome those to really celebrate this day. Here I have written an English Couplet and a Hindi Poem with same message. Happy Dussehra   Violence,Hatred,Ego,Greed, Anger and Pride,  All These Bads When In Us Freely Reside,  How Burning An Effigy Give You Smile Wide, First Introspect And Burn The Evil Inside. बड़े-बड़े पुतले रावण के हर साल जलाते हैं,  अच्छाई की जीत का हम ऐसे जश्न मनाता हैं, बुराई हर साल मगर लौट कर फ़िर आ जाती है, क्यूंकि मन के अंदर से कभी हम उसको नहीं मिटाते हैं।  Bade-Bade Putle Ravan Ke Har Saal Jalate Hain, Achchai Ki J...

 सड़को पर है फिर हिंदुस्तान आज ! Sadko Par Hai Phir Hindustan Aaj  सड़को पर है फिर हिंदुस्तान आज, फिर छिनेंगे तख़्त और उड़ेंगे ताज।  अपनी पहचान बचाने को, निकले हैं भूल कर काम-काज।  Sadko Par Hai Phir Hindustan Aaj, Phir Chinenge Takht Aur Udenge Taj, Apni Pehchaan Banane Ko, Nikle Hai Bhool Kar Kaam-Kaaj. चुप थे जब पैसे बदलने को कतार में खड़े थे, चुप थे जब कारोबारियों के काम-धंदे बंद पड़े थे, चुप थे जब जन्नत में घुसने के रस्ते बंद पड़े थे, चुप थे जब किसान ख़ेती छोड़ दिल्ली के बाहर अड़े थे, Chup The Jab Paise Badalne Ko Kataar Mein Khade The, Chup The Jab Karobariyon Ke Kaam-Dhande Band Pade The, Chup The Jab Jannat Mein Ghusne Ke Raste Band Pade The, Chup The Jab Kisan Kheti Chod Delhi Ke Bahar Ade The. चुप थे जब मज़लूम मुस्लिम झूठे गौ-रक्षकों के हाथो मरे थे, चुप थे जब नागरिकता अपनी बचाने कुछ लोग सड़को पर पड़े थे, चुप थे जब भूख से बचने घर की और पैदल चले थे, चुप थे जब हिन्दू-मुस्लिम के चक्कर में सरे मुद्दे नीचे दबे थे, Chup The Jab Mazloom Muslim Jhute Gau-Raks...

 सब गाँधी बन जाते हैं। (Sab Gandhi Ban Jate Hain)  In an era where quiet dignity is often mistaken for weakness and non-violence for cowardice, the timeless ideals of Mahatma Gandhi shine with even greater urgency. 2nd October i.e Gandhi Jayanti is not merely a day of remembering him, but to remember his ideals of truth and non-violence which continues to inspire the modern generation to stand against the mighty and the powerful.Whenever people choose principles over compromise and raise their voice against oppression without hatred, the spirit of Gandhi lives on, guiding us toward a more just and compassionate world. The below poem is reminding his value in today's world.  अब जब चुप रहने को कमज़ोरी समझा जाता है, अहिंसा को कायरता समझा जाता है, धीरे बोलना,सस्ते कपड़े पहन ने से बचा जाता है, ऐसे में तुम होते तो क्या करते? चुप रहते,डर जाते,हक़ छोड़ देते। नहीं न ! इसलिए !.. उन सिद्धान्तों पर लड़ने वाले अब भी जेल चले जाते हैं, पुलिस के डंडे आज भी लोग हस्ते-हस्ते खाते हैं, ताकतवर क...

  तू ही भारत को बचाये। (Tu Hi Bharat Ko Bachaye) Today,India that is Bharat is passing through a difficult and challenging phase. This is not the first time that the country is facing hardships and challenges in it's long history. But this is the first time we are not seriously concerned about them. Our government try to ignore it or don't accept the problem at all and our media instead of questioning the ruling party BJP and the Prime Minister Narendra Modi raises questions on those who are critical about government's action like opposition and intellectuals.Through media and IT Cell every issue is diverted to 'Us vs Them'or Hindu-Muslim angle is dragged into the situation. As a result increasing unemployment,unfavorable business conditions,squeezing budget for both primary and higher education and increasing inflation and corruption all remain unnoticed and not get the national coverage they deserved.  With these concerns in mind, I have tried to express some of t...

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 S...

 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 Pa...

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 Kh...

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 Zanje...

रंगो का त्यौहार - होली ! Holi is celebrated as festival of communal harmony in which Muslim friends are also invited in 'Holi Milan Samarohs' (Holi festival gatherings) and all enjoyed collectively. The practice has not vanished but is limited to few people and in few areas from last four to five years when animosity among the communities has increased due to 'Us' vs 'Them' politics. In this poem I wish the festival of color and joy bring happiness to all equally again. Happy Holi.   रंगो का ये त्यौहार, इस बार, दुःख-दर्द सारे ले कर जाये, नफ़रतें जो बढ़ रही हैं, उन्हें मिटाए।  Rango Ka Ye Tyohar, Iss Baar, Dukh-Dard Sare Le Kar Jaye, Nafratein Jo Bad Rahi Hain, Unhe Mitaye. गुंजियों की मिठास इस बार, करें चमतकार, देश के होते हुए भी जो हैं गद्दार, उनके सवालों के जवाब मिल जाएं, आये करार।  Gunjiyon Ki Mithas Iss Baar, Karein Chamatkaar, Desh Ke Hote Hue Bhi Jo Hain Gaddar, Unke Sawalon Ke Jawab Mil Jayein,  Aaye Kar...

हिंदुस्तान बनाया।  Republic Day of India celebrates its togetherness in diversity. The constitution of India gives equality and liberty to all its citizen on 26th January 1950. I have written a small Hindi poem to show this feeling and celebrate this day. Happy Republic Day.  टुकड़ों में बटा हुआ था हमने मिलकर इसे बनाया।  घायल ज़मीं के ज़ख्मों को मिलकर मरहम है लगाया।  सारी भुलाकर जात-धर्म सबने सबको अपनाया।  संघर्षों ने सैकड़ों के है ये हिंदुस्तान बनाया।  ####### Tukdon Mein Bata Hua Tha Humne Milkar Ise Banaya. Ghayal Zamin Ke Zakhmon Ko Milkar Marham Hai Lagaya. Saari Bhulakar Jaat-Dharm Sabne Sabko Apnaya. Sangharson Ne Saikdon Ke Hai Ye Hindustan Banaya. #######

जश्न (Jashn) - Celebration रुख़्सत हुआ पुराना, नए का एहतिराम कीजिये, बीती बातें भूल अब, नए ख्यालों का इंतज़ार कीजिये।  Ruksat Hua Purana, Naye Ka Ehtaram Kijiye, Beeti Batein Bhool Ab, Naye Khyalon Ka Intezar Kijiye. कुछ बीझडे, कुछ मिले, अपने-पराए हुए भी होंगे, अब नई मुश्किलों से लड़ने को खुद को तैयार कीजिये।  Kuch Bichde, Kuch Mile, Apne Paraye Hue Bhi Honge, Ab Nayi Mushkilon Se Ladne Ko Khud Ko Tayyar Kijiye. हर साल की यह रस्म निभानी ही चाहिए, जश्न-ए-नया साल खुशियों से मनाइये।  Har Saal Ki Yeh Rasm Nibhani Hi Chahiye, Jasn-e-Naya Saal Khushiyon Se Manaiye.    रुख़्सत   (Rukhsat) - Departure ;  एहतिराम   (Ehtiraam) - Respect ;  रस्म (Rasm) - Tradition 

क्या खोया क्या पाया जग में ! (Kya Khoya Kya Paya Jag Mein) What Has Lost and Earned In The World - Atal Bihari Vajpayee Apart from great orator, a statesman and a gentleman former Prime Minister Atal Bihari Vajpayee was also a great poet. He died on 16th August 2018 in AIIMS Hospital , Delhi. His ' kavita ' shows his philosophies, courage and determinations. In this poem he was valuing his life by calculating what he has lost and earned in the journey. I have tried to translate it there so that it can reach a wider audience. We all pray for him to get the best place in heaven. RIP Bharat Ratna   Atal Bihari Vajpayee.  क्या खोया क्या पाया जग में, मिलते और बिछड़ते मग में, मुझे किसी से नहीं शिक़ायत, यद्द्पि छला गया पग पग में।  Kya Khoya Kya Paya Jag Mein Milte Aur Bichadte Mag Mein Mujhe Kisi Se Nahin Shikayat Yadyapi Chal Gaya Pag Pag Mein. What has lost and earned in the world, in unification and separation of the world, I haven't any...

मैं क्यूँ लिखता हूँ ? (Mein Kyun Likhta Hun?) I often asked this question to myself that why I write when I don't have many readers?  Not only on blog but in real life also those who know I write stories/poem never complain when I don't write. When I keep things to myself ? When I pour untold emotions in my writing no one ever noticed but I have no regrets and I have some other reasons to write which I better keep to myself. Here just sharing questions which comes in my mind in form of a Hindi poem.   जब कोई पढ़ता नहीं, किसी बात का दुनिया पर असर पड़ता नहीं, किसी का दिल सिसकता नहीं, कोई भी कभी तड़पता नहीं, तो फिर मैं क्यूँ लिखता हूँ ? Jab Koi Padta Nahin, Kisi Baat Ka Duniya Par Asar Padta Nahin, Kisi Ka Dil Sisakta Nahin, Koi Bhi Kabhi Tadapta Nahin, To Phir Mein Kyun Likhta Hun? किसी को भी मेरी बात पर जब हसीं आती नहीं, कोई बात भी तो मेरी नई सोच जगती नहीं, चुपके से दिल धड़काती नहीं, कोई आग भड़काती नहीं, तो फिर मैं क...

सूनापन! (Sunapan) - Lonliness - Mahadevi Verma 27th April is Birth Anniversary of Mahadevi Verma. She perfectly portrays the emotions of love, longing,betrayal, void , etc in her Hindi poems. I who usually translate male poet works today on her birth anniversary decided to translate one of her poem. I have translated her ' Jo Tum Aa Jate Ek Baar ' which I have read during my school days. I hope this 'Kavita ' and its translation will be liked by all of you.  मिल जाता काले अंजन में सन्ध्या की आँखों का राग, जब तारे फैला फैलाकर सूने में गिनता आकाश।  Mil Jata Kale Anjan Mein, Sandhya Ki Aankho Ka Rag, Jab Tare Faila Failakar, Sune Mein Ginta Aakash. Mixed in the black kohl evening's eyes melody, when spreading stars sky counts when lonely. उसकी खोई सी चाहों में घुट कर मूक हुई आहों में! Uski Khoi Si Chaho Mein, Ghut Kar Mook Hui Aaho Mein! In his lost desires high, In silently choked sigh! झूम झूम कर मतवा...

हम चुप रहेंगे ! (Hum Chup Rahenge!) We Will Remain Silent! This is the high time we must speak. If not walk on roads, or in candle light marches, we at least should vent out our anger so that people who are ruling as must know that we can't tolerate it any more. Recently so many rape incidents has stirred the nation be it rape and murder of 8 year old in Kathua, Unnao rape where victims father was killed, Assam rape, Surat gang rape again with a minor, Siwan (Bihar ) rape of a deaf and dumb girl and there may be more which are not reported with the fear that nothing will achieved by reporting the incident. I have penned this Hindi poem which summed up our society's attitude to rape and rape incidents. लूट रहीं हैं आबरू तो लूटें, हम चुप रहेंगे! पिंघल रही है मासूम बच्चियां तो पिंघलें, हम चुप रहेंगे! Lut Rahi Hain Aabru To Lute, Hum Chup Rahenge! Pinghal Rahin Hain Massom Bachchiyan To Pinghlein, Hum Chup Rahenge! हम देखेंगे पहले की उसका धर्म क्य...

मधुशाला (कुछ छंद ) (Madhushala) - The Tavern - Harivansh Rai Bachchan  'Madhushala ' (The Tavern) is the most famous work of Harivansh Rai Bachchan. It is among the longest poems I have read. Through tavern, wine, drinker as analogy ' Bachchan ' has bring out the complexity of life and highlighted hollowness of society, religion, philosophy and traditions. I have selected three of my favorite verse from this long poem to translate in hope you like it.  मदिरालय जाने को घर से चलता है पीनेवला, 'किस पथ से जाऊँ?' असमंजस में है वह भोलाभाला, अलग-अलग पथ बतलाते सब पर मैं यह बतलाता हूँ - 'राह पकड़ तू एक चला चल, पा जाएगा मधुशाला।' Madiralya Jaane Ko Ghar Se Chalta Hai Peenewala, 'Kis Path Se Jaaon?' Asmanjas Mein Hai Wah Bhola Bhala, Alag-Alag Path Batlate Sab Par Mein Yeh Batlata Hun -  'Rah Pakad Tu Ek Chala Chal, Pa Jaega Madhushala .' Drunkard leaves the home to go to tavern, 'Which way should I go?' in dilemma ask...

इस मिट्टी में मिट जाना है। (Iss Mitti Mein Mit Jana Hai) 'Iss Mitti Mein Mil Jana Hai' is voice of those Indians namely Muslims and Dalits who are treated as second class citizen nowadays. They are as much part of the nation building as any other citizen of India and didn't need any proof of their patriotism. Amid increase incidents of violence against Dalits & Muslims by Gau Rakshaks this Hindi Kavita authenticate their attachment with India. On this Independence Day we must cherish our unity and deny any force trying to fill hatred in us. Happy Independence Day.  इस मिट्टी में जीना है, इस मिट्टी में मिट जाना है, कोई चाहे या न चाहे मुझे तेरा साथ निभाना है।   Is Mitti Mein Jina Hai, Iss Mitti Mein Mar Jana Hai, Koi Chahe Ya Na Chahe Mujhe Tera Saath Nibhana Hai. एक नज़्म नहीं, एक रस्म नहीं,  एक वेश नहीं, एक भोजन नहीं, क्या मुझको सुनाना है, क्या मुझको खाना है, ये बताने वालों ने न अपना रिश्ता जाना है।  Ek Nazm Nahin, E...

सबसे अच्छा दोस्त। (Sabse Achcha Dost) The bond between a sister and brother is the most beautiful and trusted bond in human life. Barring few bad examples this relation always remain true to each other. On the occasion of Raksha Bandhan I am sharing a poem about this bond of love,care,trust and friendship. Happy Raksha Bandhan.  आपकी राहतों में जिसको मिले हर ख़ुशी, आपकी मदद की खातिर पीछे हटे जो न कभी, ऐसा सच्चा दोस्त, है वो सबसे अच्छा दोस्त।  Aapki Rahaton Mein Jisko Mile Har Khushi, Aapki Madad Ki Khatir Peeche Hate Jo Na Kabhi, Aisa Sachcha Dost, Hai Wo Sabse Achcha Dost. कच्चे धागों के बंधन में विश्वास की गाँठ लगाए, फिर भी अपनी तकलीफे है तुमसे छुपाये, पास हो या दूर अपने होना का एहसास जगाये, ऐसा सच्चा दोस्त, है वो सबसे अच्छा दोस्त।  Kachche Dhagon Ke Bandhan Mein Vishwas Ki Gadh Lagae, Phir Bhi Apni Taklifein Hain Tumse Chupaye, Paas Ho Ya Door Apne Hone Ka Aihsaas Karaye, Aisa Sachcha Dost, Hai Wo Sabse Achcha Dost. भाई-बह...

तू हयात का सवेरा है। (Tu Hayaat Ka Savera Hai) Mothers are that light of the god which fulfills His void in our life. Without teachings of mother you will not even know about god. Even though every day is dedicated to mothers, on this special day we would cherish our mothers more. Happy Mothers Day. तू ज़मीन है, तू ही उजाला है, प्यार ने तेरे ही हमको पाला है, मैं तो मिट्टी का खांमखां सा टुकड़ा था, इस रूप-रंग में तूने ही ढला है। Tu Zameen Hai, Tu Hi Ujala Hai, Pyaar Ne Tere Hi Humko Pala Hai, Mein To Mitti Ka Khamankhan Sa Tukda Tha, Iss Roop-Rang Mein Tune Dhala Hai. तू ही हयात का सवेरा है, महफूज़ हूँ, तेरे आँचल ने मुझको घेरा है, होना खुदा का तो मुझे मालूम नहीं, मेरे घर में तो तेरा बसेरा है।  Tu Hi Hayaat Ka Savera Hai, Mehfooz Hun, Tere Aanchal Ne Mujhko Ghera Hai, Hona Khuda Ka To Mujhe Maloom Nahin, Mere Ghar Mein To Tera Basera Hai. ####### उजाला ( Ujala )  - Light  ;   खांमखां ( Khamankhan) - Useless  ;   ...

First They Came For - Martin Niemöller (1892–1984) Today I am sharing 'First They Came For ' - the statement of a German pastor Martin Neimoller which is often regarded as a poem. This has become the tool of stating cowardice of elite,influential and intellectual class. In last two-three years it is widely quoted in the Indian and world context also when people supported brutalities on marginalized like refugees, Muslims, minorities, etc. Here I have also shared my Hindi rendition of a poem inspired by this one. First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Socialist. Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Trade Unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a Jew. Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me. मैं चुप था ! ( Mein Chup Tha) वो घर गरीबों के जलाकर हंस रहे थे, मेरा घर बचा था, मैं चुप था।  ...