Saturday, January 30, 2010

Old Hindi poem by सूर्यकांत त्रिपाठी निराला

This poem is one of my favorites . Today is 30th Jan and its the day when Nathuram Godse assassinated Mohan Das Karam Chand Gandhi in 1948. In 2005 there was a movie named "Mein ne Gandhi ko nahi mara". I loved that movie very much . It was that movie which recalled my old memories of our Hindi class in school days when we used to hate these poems and the poets . But now I love reading some old poems and with difference dimensions of understanding them . Here is the poem by Nirala ji :

हिम्मत करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।
लहरों से डरकर नौका पार नहीं होती

नन्ही चींटी जब दाना लेकर चलती है,
चढ़ती दीवारों पर सौ बार फिसलती है,
मन का विश्वास रगों में साहस भरता है,
चढ़कर गिरना,गिरकर चढ़ना न अखरता है,
आखिर उसकी मेहनत बेकार नहीं होती ,
कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

डुबकियां सिंधु में गोताखोर लगाता है,
जा-जाकर खाली हाथ लौट आता है,
मिलते न सहेज के मोती पानी में,
बहता दूना उत्साह इसी हैरानी में,
मुठ्ठी उसकी खाली हर बार नहीं होती,
हिम्मत करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

असफलता एक चुनौती है स्वीकार करो,
क्या कमी रह गयी,देखो और सुधार करो,
जब तक न सफल हो नींद चैन को त्यागो तुम,
संघर्षों का मैदान छोड़ मत भागो तुम,
कुछ किये बिना ही जय-जयकार नहीं होती,
हिम्मत करने वालों की हार नहीं होती...

Friday, January 8, 2010

Abandoned Life




Remembering the golden days of my past
Neither the seasons nor the days or nights ever last
Where once the cold waters and the harmony showers
Now turned red with the burning Kesar flowers
Once the mountains with white foam
Looks like the bunkers and the crying Dome
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land

Once famous for the love and as Heaven
The politics made it a bone of contention
The crown of India with famous kangri and pashmina
Now has turned into Terrorist Madina
Glimpse eternity of Amarnath and Hazratbal
Now filled with Bombs,guns and Shells
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land

Morning Prayers at Sankarachaya and kheer bhawani
Collating the ruins of Martand and many
The echoes of Sufi music and bubbling kehwa of Samovar
Turned into profane and a malevolent war
Apples, phirans ,almonds and saffron
Ignited the massacres, genocides and vandalism did happen
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land

The frozen lake and the beautiful shikara's
Burning houses and deserted minara's
Road rash and splendid kashmiriyat
Now filled with Clashes ,rapes and no insaniyat
Time changes everything
But One truth always stays the same
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land

I will remember Kashmir
And what fundamentalism put Kashmir through
And in this cruel and lonely world
I found one love and its only you
In my eyes kashmir did no wrong
I've loved it for so long
And after all is said and done
It is still my land



By Aditya dogra
It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me.