lamhat(moments)

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।  ...

शायरी-2(Couplet) Two couplets one by unknown shayar and another by Akbar Allahabadi translated by me. डरा रहा है क्यूँ खंजर दिखा-दिखा के मुझे, लो सर झुकाता हूँ देखो तो आज़मा के मुझे । Why you are scaring me by showing knife again and again, Lets test me,I bow my head in front of you ,just begin. हम आह भी भरते हैं तो हो जाते हैं बदनाम, वो क़त्ल भी करते हैं तो चर्चा नहीं होती। - अक़बर अल्लहाबादी  We are maligned even when we sigh, There is no discussions even of murder by thy.

हर साल दिवाली आती है!(Diwali Comes Every Year) हर साल दिवाली आती है, हर साल दिवाली जाती है, पर तेरे आने की चाह, दिल में ही रह जाती है। Diwali comes every year, Diwali goes every year, but my wish to have you remains in my heart. जगमग है गलियां भी सारी, खिल गईं है कलियाँ भी सारी, पर तेरे आने की राह, सूनी-सूनी रह जाती है। Streets are shining with lights, Buds are blooming with pride But the way through which you come always remain vacant. आतिशबाज़ी का ये मंज़र, चुबता है जैसे खंजर, खुलती भी हैं जो ये बाहें, खुद में ही सिमट फिर जाती हैं। The sight of firecrackers, Pinch me like daggers, If I open my arms for you, Confines again in self. हर साल दिवाली आती है, हर साल दिवाली जाती है। Diwali comes every year, Diwali goes every year,