कभी कभी बहुत अकेला हो जाता हूँ
तुम्हारे पास नहीं आ सकता न,
तुम्हारे गोद में सर रख कर रोने के लिए.
समझता ही नहीं, किससे बात करूँ..
काश तुम्हारे पास भी whatsapp होता!
कभी कभी चैट कर लेते, हम माँ-बेटे!!
Kabhi kabhi bahut akela ho jata hu.
Tumhare paas nahi aa sakta na,
Tumhare god me sir rakhkar rone ke liye.
Samjhta hi nahi kisse baat karu.
Kaash tumhare paas bhi whatsapp hota!
Kabhi kabhi chat kar lete hum ma-bete!
Beautifully written poem.. one can feel the divide created by means and money and the urge to bridge that divide after reading this poem. Good Job @AditiSahu7
Kar dein roshan!
एक दिवाली ऐसी भी…
मचल रही दिलों में सबके ख़ुशी की एक अजब लहर,
जगमगा उठा हर रास्ता, बूढ़े-बच्चे हुए रोशन चेहरे सभी
इसी सब के दौरान कुछ घरों में मचा है भूख का कहर,
दिवाली हो या ईद, दो-वक़्त की भी रोटी कहाँ नसीब होती कभी!
एक दिवाली ऐसी भी, एक दिवाली वैसी भी!
वो दिवाली के दिन नए-नवेले कपडे फबते कुछ बच्चों पर,
रोज़ पांच दिन तक पूजा, छुट्टी और नविन कपडे मनभाते बच्चों को ..
वहीँ बाज़ार में बेचते दिखी एक नन्ही बच्ची फलों से भरी टोकरी रख पर सर,
एक लाचार माँ मांगती दिखी भीक्षा, पास दिखे नग्न अवस्था में बच्चे दो!
एक दिवाली ऐसी भी, एक दिवाली वैसी भी!
वो हर घर रौशनी- दिये, आकाशदीप और सीरीज की चमकार,
लगे घर में रिश्तेदार, पड़ोसी और दोस्तों की कतार,
पर अभी भी कुछ कुलों में घुप्प अंधकार, कर पाएं आँगन रोशन
एक ही…
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आओ परोसें कुछ लम्हे, इस ख्वाबों की तश्तरी में!!
आज बड़े दिनों बाद ज़िन्दगी तुम मिली हो मुझसे
आओ करें कुछ गुफ्तगू
दोपहर की नरम धुप में बैठकर
बुने कुछ गलीचे रंगों से सराबोर
आओ परोसें कुछ लम्हे इस ख्वाबों की तश्तरी में
आओ आईने से झांकते अपने ही अक्स में
ढूंढें खुदको या फिर युहीं ख्वाहिशों की
सिलवटों में एक दूसरे को करें महसूस
या फिर याद करें उन भीगी रातों में
जुगनुओं का झिलमिलाना
आओ खोलें खिड़कियां मंन की
हों रूबरू खुदसे
पिरोएँ ख्वाहिशें गजरों में
भरें पींग, छूएं अम्बर को
आओ पूरे करें कुछ अधूरे गीत
छेड़ें कुछ नए तराने
आओ बिताएं कुछ पल साथ
देखें सूरज को पिघलते हुए
इस सुरमयी शाम के साये तले
आओ चुने स्याही में लिपटे सितारे
बनायें इस रात को एक नज़्म
आओ परोसें कुछ लम्हे इस ख्वाबों की तश्तरी में
differences in opinion are to ideological evolution what mutation is to genetics! Nicely put forth.. “Just as mutation is necessary for biological evolution, this difference in perception and interpretation is necessary for ideological evolution”.
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This Dussehra when people of Patna (Bihar) gathered at Gandhi Maidan to celebrate the festival, the event turned into a tragedy. An unfortunate stampede claimed about 35 lives and left scores injured.
Dussehra is one of the festivals Patnaites wait for every year. The fun and attraction involved with Durga Puja is simply incomparable. Children love it for they get holidays from the sixth day itself, getting time to explore a dazzling and shimmering side of Patna, something which is not available for the rest of the year. The festivities culminate on Vijaya Dashmi or Dussehra with the burning of huge effigies of Meghnaad, Kumbhkaran and Raavan in that order.
About 4 to 5 lakh people assemble at the historic Gandhi Maidan, spread over an area of 62 acres in the shape of a circle, surrounded by busy roads, in the center of the city. The whole of Patna witnesses the grand event, marred by fireworks to commemorate the victory of goodness and ‘dharma’ over evil and ‘adharma’.
The day of Dussehra has always been an eager and anxious wait for evening so that parents would be requested for a visit to ‘Raavan-dahan’ site. It would be an awesome scene with a sea of human beings gleaming in joy. Balloons, roadside chaats and other delicacies like cotton candy would be the added attractions. However, my parents never allowed me to enter inside the Gandhi Maidan during that day.
We would always watch from the other side of the road so that running away could be easy as soon as the human tsunami would erupt after Ravan dahan. We would be extra intelligent to leave as soon as Meghnaad’s effigy was burnt. Reaching home at night and a nice dinner would mark the end of the festivities. A nostalgic sadness would ensue while realizing that another Dussehra has passed.
Who knew a gloomy Dussehra was waiting for Patna this year. By evening, news of stampede was confirmed, with about 35 deaths and more than 100 injured. Sadness engulfed the city, especially for those who have suffered loss of their near and dear ones. Most of the deceased are women or children. The injured have been admitted at Patna Medical College and Hospital (PMCH).
The Prime Minister has already announced a compensation of Rupees two lakh to the nearest kin of the deceased and Rupees fifty thousand to the injured. According to witnesses, a rumor about a live wire led to a panic which resulted into a stampede in no time. Whatever may be the reason it is a horrifying incident which could have been avoided.
It is no secret that lakhs of people assemble at Gandhi Maidan on this day. Besides Dussehra, many rallies and political gatherings, book fairs and other events take place at Gandhi Maidan throughout the year. Yet enough arrangements are never made to avoid emergency situations.
The city administration doesn’t have an SOP for safe evacuation of people during any crisis and as a result, stampedes have been a common feature in the past. The administration needs to be more vigil and better prepared so that such incidents can be avoided in future.
– Piyush Kaviraj
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This article was first published at http://beyondheadlines.in/2014/10/stampede-claims-lives-of-patnaites-in-dussehra/
सितम्बर का महीना देश के लिए मंगलयान की सफलता के रूप में एक नया और नायाब तोहफा लेकर आया. पूरे देश में हर्ष और उन्माद का वातावरण कई दिनों तक छाया रहा. आखिर पहले प्रयास में और सबसे कम लागत में हमने वो कर दिखाया जो तकनीकी में कहीं आगे, जापान और चीन भी न कर सके. क्या स्कूल, क्या दफ्तर, क्या चपरासी, क्या अफसर! सभी ने इसरो के वैज्ञानिकों के साथ मिलकर जश्न मनाया.
किन्तु एक खबर ने चौंका कर रख दिया है. सुनने में आया है कि बिहार के मुख्यमंत्री श्री जीतन राम मांझी मधुबनी जिले के एक मंदिर में गए थे. मांझीजी के अनुसार उन्हें बाद में बताया गया कि उनके लौटने के बाद मंदिर और मंदिर में स्थित प्रतिमा की सफाई की गयी ताकि वो फिर से शुद्ध हो सके. ये किस दिशा में जा रहे हैं हम लोग? ऐसा लग रहा है मंगल से वापस धरती पर पटक दिया किसी ने!
सोचने योग्य बात यह है कि राज्य के मुख्यमंत्री के साथ ऐसा व्यवहार हुआ है तो फिर गाँवों में रहने वाले भोले भाले और कमजोर लोगो के साथ किस तरह का बर्ताव हो रहा होगा? दिल दहल उठता है ऐसी परिस्थिति से! क्या हम आने वाली पीढ़ियों के लिए ऐसा समाज बनाना चाहते हैं? क्या हम नहीं चाहते कि भविष्य मेहनत और मेधा के आधार पर तैयार हो! क्या हम नहीं चाहते कि भविष्य खोखले स्तंभों की जगह मजबूत विश्वास और सौहार्द्रता की नींव पर खड़ा हो? अमंगलकारी सोच और बातें किस कदर हमारे मानसिकता में अभी तक घर किये हुए हैं इसका अंदाजा लगाना भी मुश्किल है! वहाँ हमारे वैज्ञानिकों ने चाँद को छू लिया, मंगल पर कदम रखने की पूरी तैयारी कर ली है और यहाँ धरती पर दलित, हरिजन, छुआ-छूत, जाति-पाति जैसे अमंगल सोच से भी पीछा नहीं छूट रहा.
पवन श्रीवास्तव नाम के एक युवा निर्देशक दलितों के ऊपर एक चलचित्र बनाने जा रहे हैं. शायद वो समाज के इस अभिशाप से लोगो को अच्छे से रू-ब-रू करा सकें. कुछ वर्षों पहले पटना स्थित महावीर मंदिर में एक दलित को पूजा के लिए नियुक्त किया गया था. कितनी ख़ुशी हुई थी सुनकर कि जाति की जगह महावीर मंदिर ट्रस्ट ने योग्यता पर भरोसा किया और पूरे देश के लिए एक उत्तम उदहारण पेश किया. ऐसा सोचने वाले इतने कम क्यों हैं! फिर भी, उम्मीद पर दुनिया कायम है. आशा है कि मंदिर धोने वाली घटना लाखो में एक हो और एक बुरे सपने की तरह फिर से परेशान न करे.
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I have no idea how my friends and peer would react if I have to tell them, while crossing a Pharmacist/general store, that I have to buy a sanitary pad for a female friend or my sister. Its a taboo word which brings nothing less than a wicked smile and a silly sense of embarassment. Menstruation and sanitary pads are sort of forbidden words which can only be ‘whisper’ed, not openly acknowledged or discussed. Prerna Subramanian.has stayed-free of the pressures of our hypocrite and pseudo-modern society and blogged the following: Well written and Kudos!! I hope this article would serve as an eye-opener to many! Read on…
I go to the medical shop and ask for a sanitary Napkin.
First, I myself use a euphemism to a ‘pad’. I then correct myself, and say, bhaiiya Pad chahiye.
Then I think, why didn’t I just call it a pad first? What is wrong with a pad? It does not sound wrong? Why was I so sophisticated about it? I decide, that next time I come, I will call it a pad directly, no euphemisms. I won’t even use the company’s name until the shopkeeper asks my choice.
Then he asked me the company, I told him, Stayfree. He asked me the size. I told him. A friend of mine from college, a male friend came inside the shop. I smiled at him. He saw me holding the pack of pads. Then he took his pills and went on his way. He did not even talk to me. He was shy that he ‘caught’ me buying pads.
Then the shopkeeper suddenly emerged with a newspaper, and two polythenes. He took a newspaper, wrapped up my pad, then took up a white polythene, and then put the white polythene in the black polythene.
I said, “Bhaiiya, bomb nahi hai. Aur itna plastic waste mat kariye. Charas leke nahi jaa rahi.” ( Bhaiiya, it is not a bomb, and do not waste so much plastic. I am not taking hashish anyway.)
He just looked at me with a confused look. I removed the polythene, and all the cover ups he had given the mighty packet of pads. I was not even carrying a bag. I just took the plain Stayfree packet in my hand, and I WALKED towards home. And by home I mean college. I live in my college.
Sadly the route I took inside college had nobody. Nobody could see what I had done. I just wished somebody saw me with the packet. Because I bet their reactions would have been priceless- shocked, and flustered.
Why? Why is a packet of pad a matter of shame that it has to be covered up? Why is that it is not simply thought of as medicare? I bleed in a gap of 27 days every month and hell, so did your mother, so does your sister, so does your girlfriend. It is not a matter of shame- it is actually a sign of the health of a woman. Please, I hold hands and I beg of you, not to buy a black polythene covered pad. Just throw it directly in the shopping basket.
And my dad buys sanitary napkin for me, if my mother is unwell and I can’t go out for some reason. Guys, if you are told by your girl-friends, girlfriends, wives, sisters or mothers to buy a pack of pads- do not be ashamed. It is not a matter of shame- it is something a girl needs and it need not be a matter of shame. Please, try and be logical about this. It is not a matter of being flustered. I bleed, I need something to cover it up, and you are buying it, and I am buying, and if you are a seller you are selling it, you don’t have to cover it up under polythenes over polythenes. It just symbolises our society- covered up with hypocrisies and bullshit and whatever is underneath gets lost.
A lot of people tend to confuse Solitude with Loneliness, but I feel Loneliness is just a part of the spectrum. Others ranging from happiness to sadness, fear to anxiety, compassion to sympathy, enthusiasm to boredom, anger to pity, strengths to weaknesses and a lot more.
I have always found a deep connection of Solitude with sleeplessness, just not sure about which really influences the other. Saying that I won’t deny experiencing the same in the middle of the day right in the midst of hundreds of thousands of people in a crowded marketplace or even just at dawn or dusk by the seashore. Just a walk early in the morning, or a few minutes of meditation, or staring at the sun going down, or sitting by the window with a mug of coffee staring out at pouring rain, would render you into the boundless world of solitude. The enthralling bliss is addictive and sensational.
The experience quite leaves us with a positive attitude to tackle all the issues raised in the conscious of our mind. I feel like an armor clad warrior ready to take on the battles life throws at us after a brief episode of Solitude. It feels like preparing for an exam I need to take up, but the only difference being that despite intense preparation, I always remain in the realm of doubt whether I will pass out or fa(i)ll back in.
The divinity it afflicts on us is miraculous and heart warming. The serenity and calmness that is inflicted as the aftereffect is surreal. No one is perfect and each day passes with desires to be fulfilled, dreams to be achieved and standards to be established. Solitude is just one way of inching closer to all of these.
With this I hope a lot of people start dating with that one person you are sure shot to fall in Love with over and over again- YOURSELF, and give Solitude a chance to explore the unexplored part of YOU.
Published by Ms Pooja Shah on July 6, 2014 at 11:15pm
More at: https://www.facebook.com/notes/pooja-shah/a-date-with-oneself-revisiting-solitude/669585629756605
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