HOPE

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In the vacuum of dark nights ,

I dream of scarlet evenings being caressed by sandy winds... 

In the opaqueness of absolute darkness,

I dream of the rising sun burning away the absolute darkness ...

In the singularity of  the infinite black cover,

I dream of a rainbow gifting colors to the black and white world  ...

In the prison of the longest  nights,

I dream of  flying above blue waters soaked in the rays of the rising sun ...

In the  confinement of my shadow,

I dream of  being free in the arms of my love...

In the madness of  distant fond memories,

 I dream of a future, a future of eternal peace ...

In the state of toxic high from being suffocated,

I dream of wings to break free..

मैं निर्भया

मैं  निर्भया

मैं उस माँ का अंश हूँ जिसके चरणों  में  यह  समाज माथा टेक्ता  है  ,
  लेकिन मुझसे यह उम्मीद  की  जाती हैं की में समाज कें चरणों की दासी बनू  !

मैं  उस माँ का अंश हूँ जिसने काली रूप धारण कर असुरों का संघार किया था,
    लेकिन मेरी ज्वाला के तेज को कोख में ही बुझा  क्यों  दिया जाता है ?

मैं उस माँ का अंश हूँ जिनको घर में लक्ष्मी के रूप में पूजा जाता है,
     लेकिन मेरे भाई मेरा ही सौदा क्यूँ कर बैठते हैं ?

मैं उस माँ का अंश हु जिसके तेज के सामने अग्नी भी हिम बन जाती है ,
     लेकिन मुझे  कुछ पैसों के लिए जलने की सजा क्यूँ दे दी जाती है ?

मैं  उस माँ का अंश हूँ जिसके सम्मान में यह समाज नवरात्री का उपवास करता है ,
   लेकिन मुझे दो वक़्त की रोटी के लिए अपने ही घर में भीख माँगना क्यूँ  पढ़ता  है ?

मैं उस माँ का अंश हूँ जो अपने बच्चे को दुनिया में लाने के लिए असहनीय  पीढ़ा  सहती है,
     लेकिन मेरे भाई मेरे शरीर के हर अंश को शान से रोंदते रहते हैं !


क्यूँ उस माँ का अंश होने पर भी मुझसे  सौतेला व्यवहार होता है ?

शायद इसलिए की मैं ,
          उस माँ का अंश भी हूँ जिसने अपने बेटे की  उन्नति के लिए मेरे हक़ को राख कर दिया !

शायद इसलिए की मैं ,
          उस माँ का अंश भी हूँ जिसने अपने बेटे की आज़ादी के लिए मेरे पैरों में जंजीरें डाल  दी !

शायद इसलिए की मैं  ,
          उस माँ का अंश भी हूँ ज्सिने अपने बेटे के शौक पुरे करने के लिए मुझे सरे आम बेच दिया !

शायद इसलिए की मैं  ,
          उस माँ का अंश भी हूँ जिसने अपने बेटे को धन और मुझे बोझ समझा !

शायद इसलिए की मैं ,
          उस माँ का अंश भी हूँ जिसने अपनी  बहू  को सहेली न बना अपनी दासी बना नरक पे ढकेल  दिया !

शायद इसलिए मेरे ही भाई मेरे को इंसान नहीं एक वस्तू समझते हैं!
शायद इसलिए मेरे ही भाई मेरे शारीर को अपनी संपत्ति समझ बेठें हैं !
शायद इसलिए मेरे ही भाई मेरा सौदा करने में गर्वित महसूस करते हैं !

लेकिन अब  मैं  बदनसीब अंश न बनूँगी , मेरी प्रतिभा का सम्मान इस समाज को करना ही होगा ;
क्यूंकि अब  मैं  चुप न बैठूंगी   आखिर  निर्भया हूँ मैं  !

लेकिन अब में अपने भाइयों के लिए एक त्याग की वस्तु न बनूँगी, मेरी  शक्ति से उन्हें, अब  में सही और गलत की पहचान कराउंगी ;
क्यूंकि अब  मैं  चुप न बैठूंगी   आखिर  निर्भया हूँ मैं  !

लेकिन अब  मैं  घर की लक्ष्मी बन चार दिवारी में कैद  न रहूंगी , काली रूप धारण कर इस समाज के असुरों का वध करुँगी ;
क्यूंकि अब  मैं  चुप न बैठूंगी   आखिर  निर्भया हूँ मैं  !

क्यूंकि अब  मैं  चुप न बैठूंगी   आखिर  निर्भया हूँ मैं  !
क्यूंकि अब  मैं  चुप न बैठूंगी   आखिर  निर्भया हूँ मैं  !

दुनिया का दस्तूर,

जिन आँखों में सपनो कें अंगारों की चमक होती थी,
उनमें आज कोहरें का धुंधलापन क्यों हैं ?

जो बाजूं कईयों का सहारा हुआ करते थे,
वोह आज खुद सहारा क्यों तलाशते हैं ?

जिस आवाज़ के दाहाढ़ से चट्टानें भी काप उठती थीं,
आज उसी आवाज़ की पुकार पे कोई क्यों नहीं आता...

जो आसूं पहले आँखों के कैदी हुआ करते थे,
वोह आज कैद से भागें क्यों हैं?

जिन हाथों ने हमें चिल्लर का खज़ाना दिया था,
वही हाथ आज बेबस क्यों हैं ?

शायद यही हैं दुनिया का दस्तूर,
शायद इसी का नाम हैं जीवन चक्र
जो जैसे शुरू हुआ वोह वैसे ही मिट जाता हैं !

अगर इसे ही कहते हैं दुनिया का दस्तूर,
तों क्यूँ हम अपने आँखों में सपनो के अंगारों को बुझा देते हैं ?
तों क्यों हम अपने बाजूओं को कमज़ोर समझते हैं?

अगर इसे ही कहते हैं दुनिया का दस्तूर ,
तो क्यों हम अपने ही आवाज के गूंज से डरते हैं ?
तो क्यों हम अपने आसुओं को अपनी ही कमजोरी बन्ने देते हैं ?

अगर इसे ही कहते हैं दुनिया का दस्तूर ,
तो क्यूँ चिल्लर के खजाने को हम बेच देते हैं?

शायद यही हैं दुनिया का दस्तूर ,
की हमें खुद की कीमत हमारे मिटने के बाद ही पता चलती हैं
शहद यही हैं दुनिया का दस्तूर..

अर्नव चत्तेर्जी

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Duniyai ka dustoor


Jin aankhon mein sapno ke angaron ki chamak hoti thi,
unmein aaj kohre ka dhondhlapan kyu hain?

Jo Baazoon kaiyon ka sahara hua karte the,
woh aaj khud sahara kyu taalastein hain?

Jis awaaz ke daahaar se chattane bhi kaap uthti thi,
aaj usi awaaz ki pukar pe koi kyu nahi aata?

Jo aasun pehle aankhon ke kaidi hua karte the,
woh aaj kaid se bhagen kyu hain?

Jin hathon ne humein chillar ka khazana dia tha,
wahi hath aaj bebas kyu hain?

Shayad yehi hain duniya ka dastur,
shayad isi ka naam hain jeevan chakra,
jo jaise shuru hau woh waise hi mit jata hain..

Agar ise hi kehte hain duniya ka dastur,
taun kyun hum apne aankhon mein sapno ke aangaron ko bujha dete hain?
taun kyu hum apne baazoyon ko kamzor samjhte hain ?

Agar ise hi kehte hain duniya ka dastur,
taun kyu hum apne hi awaaj ke gunj se darte hain?
taun kyu hum apne aasuon ko apni hi kamzori banne dete hain?

Agar ise hi kehte hain duniya ka dastur,
taun kyun chillar ke khazane ko hum bech dete hain?


Shayad yehi hain duniya ka dastur ,
ki humein khud ki keemat humare mitne ke baad hi pata chaltee hain!
Shahad yehi hain duniya ka dastur!

Kabhi aao tum samudra tut pe

kabhi aao tum samudar tut pe,
    rakhon pao rait ke thul pe ,
    jub rok na paoge raiton ko pairo tale ,
    tab samjhoge tabdili hi jeevan ka astitva hain ,
    tab samjhoge asthai jagat ka har rang hain.
   
kabhi aao tum samudar tut pe,
     sparsh karo raiton ki halchal,
     agar tol sako to tol lena har us rait ko jisko samundar ne tumse cheena,
     agar tol sako to tol lena har uss lehar ko bhi,  jiski varsha samundar ne  tumpe ki ,
     tab samjhoge ki niyati jitni sukh tumse cheenti hain usse kai jyada khushiyon ki warsha tumpe karti hain ,
     tab samjhoge ki tumhare pairo tale ki rait tumhari nahi waqt ki gulaam hain.

kabhi aao tum samudar tut pe,
    zara suno  lehro ki boli,
    jub shant na karwa paoge lehron ke goonj ko,
    tab pehchanoge apne shamata ke dayere ko.
 
kabhi aao tum samudar tut pe,
    zara bheeo lehro ke bhav se,
    tab samjhoge ki lehro ki gati humare vash ke bahar hain pur hur leher se hum kinta prahav hote hain yeh humare vash mein hain .

kabhi aao tum samudar tut pe,  
    zara dekho uss vishal vyaktitva ko ,
    jub aankhon se uski  seemao ko na naap paoge,
    tab apne mun ki udarta ko pehchanoge.

Kabhi aao tum samudar tut pe...

Tum yaad aati ho

This one is rakhi special :) Dedicated to my Dearest akku .



Aaj rakhi ki subah,
   mujhe tum yaad aati ho.


Aaj Rakhi ki subah,
   mujhe apne sheesh pe tumhare ashish ki kami mehsus hoti hain . 


Aaj rakhi ke subah,
      mujhe har wo ashq yaad aata hain jise tumne apne muskurahat se mitaya.


Aaj rakhi ki subah, 
    mujhe har ek hasi yaad aati hain jisko tumne apne aasuo se sicha.


Aaj rakhi ki subah,
     mujhe tumse sikhi hui har woh hunar yaad aata hain jissee mujhe pehchan mili. 


Aaj rakhi ki subah, 
     mujhe woh natkhat harkate yaad aateen hain jisse humne apne bachpan ko sajaya.


Aaj rakhi ki subha, 
    mujhe tumhari daat yaad aati hain, jo kawach samaan meri humesha raksha karta tha.


Aaj rakhi ke subah,
    mujhe mera pura bachpan yaad aaata hai jo tumhare bina adhura hota.  




Aaj rakhi ki subah ,  
    mujhe tum yaad aati ho! tum jiski hasi se meri duniya jagmaga uthtee hain. 

Maine haar nahi maani

Nahi maine haar nahi maani ,
maana tujhe ek jhuka hua mastak dikh raha hai ,
lekin tujhe us jhuke hue mastak mein mera shaurya nahi dikh raha !


Nahi maine haar nahi maani,
maana tujhe mera behta hua lahu dikh raha hai ,
lekin tujhe us behte hue lahu mein mera tej nahi dikh raha !


Nahi maine haar nahi maani,
maana tera chehra harshit aur mera chinteet dikh raha hai ,
lekin tujhe iss chinteet chehre ke piche urjaa se bhari meri ruh nahi dikh rahee !


Nahi maine haar nahi maani,
maana tere hath mein talwar hai aur mein Nishastra hun,
lekin mere soch ke pankh ki shakti se agyat hai tu !


Nahi meine haar nahi maani,
maana tuh andhero ka shehanshah hai aur mein ek bhatakta hua raahi,
lekin apne sapno ke prakash se mein apna raasta khud bana sakta hu ,
is baat se anjaan hai tu !



Nahi maine haar nahi maani !

Kal ki sachai

Ek sapna hi to hai, 
  jo haqeeqat ke andhere mein roshni ki kiran dikhata hain, 


Ek sapna hi to hai, 
   jo kaid hue ruh ko azaadi ke pankh dilata hain,


Ek sapna hi to hai,
   jo behte hue askon mein khushiyon ki chamak bikherta hain,


Ek sapna hi to hai,       
  jo  khaulte hue lahu ko him ki sheetalta deta hain,


Ek sapna hi to hai,
   jo insaan ko waqt ke daud mein pratham laata hain.


Fir kyun insaan sapno se dur bhagta hain? 


Fir kyun insaan sapno ko haqeeqat ke zanziron mein kaid kar deta hain? 


Fir kyun insaan sapno ki shaqti ko kamzori samajhta hain?


Fir kyun aane waale peedhi ko yeh samjhaya jaata hain ki sapne sach nahi hote?


Aakhir kyun insaan apne sapno ko dafnaye zamaane ke sachai pe  jeeta hain? 




kab jaanega insaan ki khushiyan khud ke sapno mein hoti hain naaki duusro ke haqeeqat mein !


Kab jaanega insaan ki sapne hi andheri raaston mein roshni bikherte hain !


Aakhir kab jaanega inssan ki aaj ke sapne hi kal ki sachai  hote hain ....  !

Khushiyon se guftagu

Na chand apne chandni se andheri raat ko saja raha tha, 

   na suraj sharma raha tha aasman se,  

bus sirf hum aur tum the, aur sath thi humari uljhi hui parchhaiyan. 

Na panchiya pyar ke nagme gaa rahee the, 

   na samudre kee lehre gungana rahi thee,

bus sirf hum aur tum the aur sath thi khamoshiya. 

na phul apni rang se jag ko rangeen kar rahe the,

 na titliya rangeen udaan bhar rahi thi, 

Bus sirf  hum aur tum the safed aur kale chadar ko odhe hue .  

Na paiso ka raub tha, 

     na suandarya ka ghamand,

Bus surf hum aur tum the aur humare beech the shikwe .

Kab tak rehte hum ese aamne saame , 

          sath hoke bhi meelo alag . 

Kab tak ek dusre ki aankhon mein hum dard ki parchai ke kajal ko niharte ....

kajal ko to behna hi tha,

  sholo ko to barasna hi tha,    

   sannata to dur hona hi tha, 

    hume alag to hona hi tha ... 

Chal diye hum ek dusre se alag kahi dur, 

   jahan hum dono ko shikwe na ho ,

   jahan hum dono ne sirf safed chadar odha hua ho ,

   jahan hum dono ki aankhon mein khushi ki chamak ho, 

   jahan hum dono ko hi chidiyon ke meethe nagame sunai de, 

   jahan hum dono ko doobte suraj ke lalima  mein khuda dikhe,

   jahan hum dono ko chand kee sheetal parchai mein thandak mile,.

   jahan phool rangeen ho aur titliyan rang baant rahi ho, 

jahan hum dono saath bhaleh hi na ho lekin humari rooh muskura rahi  ho,

jahan hum dono aamne saamne bhaleh hi na ho lekin humari manzil ek ho, 

jahan bhaleh hi hum ek dusre se na mile lekin khuda humari  khushiyon se guftagu karwa de ..

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Some People ...

Some words are not spoken
Yet some people hear it all

Some tears do not flow out of our eyes
Yet some people wipe them off

Some questions are not asked
Yet some people answer them all

Some anger is not expressed
Yet some people come to pacify us

Some happiness is not reflected
Yet some people share it with us

Some help is not asked for
Yet some people offer everything they have

Some dreams are not shared
Yet some people help us turn them to reality

Some actions hurt everyone around
Yet some people tolerate it all

Some care is always not recognized
Yet the care always remains...

Some people always make our life special
Yet their life remains ignored...

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"Guys these are the people who make Life worth living ... So take out time from you busy schedule and make sure that you make the life of these people, special just as they made yours .... "

Parasites

They say we are Humane
but do we deserve to be labelled so?

It is the tree
which gives shelter to the very man that cuts it,
which is humane.
We are nothing but parasites leaving the father who supported us, to die in an old age home.

It is the Swan
which stays loyal to its partner for an entire life time,
which is humane.
We are nothing but parasites loyalty for us is just a label.

It is the Flower,
Which leaves fragrance on the very hands that crushes it,
Which is humane,
We are nothing but parasites vengeance is but our birth right.

It is the Dog,
Which remains faithful to the person who loves him,
which is humane.
We are nothing but parasites embarrassed of the old mother, who loves us despite all the pain we give her.

It is the Whale,
which always supports a sick member of their pod,
which is humane.
We are nothing but parasites completely ignorant of the fellow humans who suffer everyday.

It is the Monkey,
which picks through the fur of other monkeys,
which is humane.
We are nothing but parasites we help only if we see a future gain.

They still say that we are humans,
but I refuse to accept it for I now know, we are but Parasites,
feeding on everything around us,
Killing the very thing that supports us.

Smile

My soul has been touched,
My spirits lifted high.

With stars in my eyes,
I gaze at that lovely smile.


Smile which is beautiful eternally ,
has created magical moments.

With hope in my eyes and smile on my face
I remember that face ,
the face with the purest smile.

The face
a glimpse of which lights up my day,
The face
a glimpse of which brightens my eyes.
The face
whose chastity is its pride.

In solitude or in companionship,
I see that face in front of me,

That face with the angelic smile.

That one thing !!!

We all are nothing but seekers,
seeker of the one thing which seduces us all,
seekers of the one thing which drives us all,
seekers of the one thing without which we are zombies .



We all have that one thing in our mind,
all our actions are done so as to achieve that one thing,
all our words are spoken so as to reflect that one thing,
all our definitions are based so as to achieve that one thing.


The definition of that one thing is vague,
Some seek it in their relations,
some seek it in their environment,
some seek it in spirituality,
some seek it in materialism,
but the true definition of it is known to none ...


It is this thing which makes us hypocrite,
We all are but seekers of that one thing ,
that one thing which makes us wear colorful masks,
so as to achieve that one thing.
Some do not wear these masks
yet all they seek is that one thing ,
and with exposed faces they fanatically seek that one thing
sadly all they get is pain
the pain of being exposed
the pain of their skin being peeled in search of masks.

I stand exposed too,
exposed to all the colorful masks, in search of that one thing .
I try to open the masks of those who matter,
but all I get is another color,and pain,
the pain of my skin being peeled in search of a mask .
I am in search of that one thing just like others,
but all I get, is being deprived as I stand exposed.

The colorful masks attract me now,
as they would protect me from pain , they would shield my exposed face.
I am falling in love with the colors that hide our face.
Yes I truly adore them now,
I am but a seeker of that one thing ,
All I need is that one thing just like everyone else.

Here I stand wearing colorful masks ,
trying to attract that one thing to me ,
I am no more in pain, as I am covered now,
covered with masks , masks which protect me.
I am now a part of that hypocrite world,
yet am in peace as no one peels my face anymore.
I am, but a seeker of that one thing,

the thing called "happiness"

The strength of my soul

I look at her with awe,
I look at her with despair ,
I look at her with hope,
I look at her with pain ,
I look at her with anger,
I look at her with divines.

She is the one to hold me tight,
She is the one to pick me when I fall,
She is the one to Pat my back when there is none.

She is the one to give up the world for me,
She is the one to bear it all for me,
She is the one to drop a tear for a glimpse of my smile.

She is there to hug me when I need to believe that I am not alone,
She is the one to leave me alone , when I need to learn living a life,
She is the one to give me the spark, when life seems so meaningless.


She is my "Ma" ...


Ma
I would give you hope, when you have none,
I would give you Joy, even If I am in pain,
I would hug you, when you feels lonely.

I would kiss you, to tell that you are the pillar of my life,
I would hold your hand, to tell you are not alone ,
I would gift you the world, to tell that you are, and will always be special.


Ma you are -
the angel of my life,
the strength of my soul,
the joy of my life...




This is dedicated to all the mothers - the greatest gift to mankind.

I would request, that anyone who is reading this, please go and hug you mom, tell her what she means to you, and those like me, who are living in a different city , give her a call and tell her that she means the world to you, it would make the day for her, it really would.
:)

Inner Voice

I have a choice between good and bad,
I have a choice between white and black,
I ask myself what if I chose black,
I hear a voice saying go ahead but you would not accomplish what you are born for,
I get dismayed and wonder if I really want black,
then I look at white, I see the purity but I also see the sacrifice.

I look at god for an answer,
I look at him for enlightenment,
but I see nothing but darkness,
I am cold I need someone to hold me, but I have none,
I feel trapped, I feel suffocated but I cant find that gush of air,
but then I do hear a voice echoing, it's your choice it says it has to be your decision.


I am left with a choice of white and black,
I wander why can't it be grey? but that is not one of the options,
Deep down the voice opting for white gets stronger,
I wonder who is asking me to sacrifice the color black,
but soon I trust this voice, I get closer to this voice,
I make my decision to go for white over black,
to go for purity over darkness.

The hazy picture is suddenly clear ,
I see the difference between black and white ,
I see the angel and the demon ,
I see the divine intervention behind the voices
and all this only because I chose white the color of purity
I see nothing but a mirror ,reflecting my face,
it had been me, who wanted to opt for white ,
me but wiser , me but purer ,
me but named "conscience"

I stand a Witness

I stand a Witness to the changing life,
I stand a witness to the changing minds ,
I stand a witness to the changing relations,
here am I a witness, powerful yet helpless
entangled by the social dogmas ,
here am I a witness to the world of pain
here am I a witness to the selfish world ,
I had my beliefs I had my principles,
a witness to love I was , a witness to happiness I was ,
but life has changed and so have beliefs
and here am I now a witness to change
time's changing and would never stop
and I remain a statue , a statue of change..

woh ek roshni

-> Yuhi bethe the hum udas hoke,
kar rahe the guftagu apni tanhai se,
samay ki chadar dhak rahi thi un lamho ko jinhe bhula na pae hum,
mano keh rahi ho mujhse ab bhul jao un lamho ko,
tub kahi se fir aai ek roshni,
ruki bus kuch pal hi,
par de gai woh har khushi, jiski talash rehti hain har ek ko.

Aaj Azaad hun mein

kul tak tha mein heran apne takdir par,
kul tak sochta tha ki mein hi kyun, kul tak tha pareshan apne hi astitiva se,
kul tak darta tha khushi se,
kul tak tha keidi apne hi dar ka, ....
par aaj azaad hu mein,
upne bewakufi par hasta hun mein ,
aah samjha hu ki ha mein hi hun apne dar ki wajah,
aaj samjha hu ki khushiya mere hi aas paas udh rahi thi par maine akhe jo bund karli bhala kaise dekhta unhe ,
par aaj mein hur ek khushi ko mehsus kartah hun,
aaj samjha hu ki mere zindagi ki dor mere hi hath mein hain,
ha mein hi hu woh jiske paas pura aasmaan hain urne ko,
ha azaad hu mein