My few questions to You

Hello Every One!!!

Most of the time, I choose to write on the topics in my blog which are generally figments of my imagination. However I try to deal in such a way that everyone can connect it with real life be it my poems, articles or narrations.

Today my topic is not the product of imagination, rather a real, unpleasant situation which our nation is currently facing. We all know that sovereignty of a country is of paramount importance and people of the country can go to any extent to preserve it, if they have any nationalist fervor residing in them.

But there is a part of state in India whose majority of citizens belonging from a particular community (I am not shying away from the reality and accepting it unlike main stream media) posses a secessionist tendency and in recent days it is full on display. Yes Sir/Ma’am, I am talking about a special state of India, Jammu and Kashmir.

Every day we hear news that stones are pelted on our soldiers, schools are burnt, weapons are snatched from our Jawans, banks are looted, government property is being destroyed, killing of terrorist is being celebrated as martyrdom, flags of Pakistan and ISIS is waved, militants are protected and patronized by the locals and so on and so forth.

Credit: Internet, I am ashamed to use it

Recently a video has surfaced in social media, in which one of our soldier was kicked and slapped by some local resident of Kashmir valley, when he was returning from his duty of election. He had a rifle in his hand, yet he remained silent and faced the onslaught.

Any nationalist’s heart would melt to see the treatment with their Army, and that too by their own citizen. Our Soldiers are our pride. They protect us from any form of external aggression, armed rebellion or even in the natural calamities. They live, sometime, in inhuman conditions so that we can live with peace, prosperity and enjoy this human life. But if our protectors will be treated like this, then just think what negative consequences will be on their morale. Soldiers live with pride and respect and die with it. Pride is their everything. They can survive any catastrophe of life, but they can’t swallow their disrespect.

Credit: Internet

One more video recently surfaced, when a local is seen tied up with the bonnet of a Jeep of a military convoy. It was perceived that army personal has tied him there because it will prevent the locals (more than 500 in numbers) to pelt the stones at them. Then came the liberal media, petty politicians and the human right group and termed this incident as an outrageous and inhuman. They criticized the army for their act and asked to form a commission to enquire about the whole incident.

Stone Pelter, Image Credit: Internet

My fellow bloggers, I am having some questions for you and after that I will end up my writing.

  1. What is your reaction when you will see that one part of India is seceded to Pakistan, as some local from Kashmir wants, will you still keep blogging the same way as you are doing now, or you will also feel the pain and agony?
  2. Who are these secessionist? How they should be dealt?
  3. Are our soldiers not Human? There are no Human rights for them!  Anyone can pelt stone at them! 
  4. Have you hit by a single stone pelted at you, If not, can you imagine the pain that a irregular granite pebble can inflict?
  5. What will happen when our soldiers will refuse to stand by our nation because of their ill-treatment?
  6. What will be your emotional balance, when you are humiliated by your boss in the office or teachers in the school? Can you compare the mistreatment of our soldier by their fellow citizens?
  7. Will not you raise your voice to support our armed force?
  8. Will you be a mute spectator saying that no one is in army from my family?
  9. Are you sure that this story of Kashmir will not be replicated in any part of the nation?
  10. How do you feel when you see the flag of Pakistan is waved in front of you and challenges you to see it over and over again.
  11. What will happen to our future generation, or are we happy with the philosophy that “live in present”?
  12. Isn’t  our silence is  a sign of our weakness?

“Whenever one person stands up and says, “Wait a minute, this is wrong,” it helps other people do the same.” —-Gloria Steinem


Enjoy the weekend, for the soldiers of the Indian national Armed force, there is no such legacy.

Vande Matram!!!!



गरीबी क्या होती है ??


Hope you all are doing good. Today is the holiday for me, so I had the luxury of time and I was reflecting back to my older posts. Today I am re-blogging one of them, which has eventually attracted most response from the readers. Hope you will like it.

the ETERNAL tryst

आज शनिवार की छुट्टी थी, तो घर पर ही पड़ा था दिन भर. साढ़े 4 या 5 बजे होंगे, घड़ी नहीं  देखी थी . मेरी चचेरी बहन, जो 5 साल की है, सोकर उठी और ब्रश करने लगी. मैं और माँ हैरान हो गए, कि लोग सुबह और रात को ब्रश करते हैं, ये शाम में ही शुरू हो गयी. मैंने पूछा कि छोटी तुम अभी ब्रश क्यों कर रही हो? उसने बोला, “बड़ा भैया, आज गुड मॉर्निंग नहीं बोले आप”.
मैं और माँ को बहुत हंसी आयी और सारा खेल समझ आ गया. दोपहर में काफी लंबे समय तक सोने के बाद शाम भी उसे सुबह जैसी लग रही थी और वैसे तो उसको रोज जबरदस्ती करके स्कूल के लिए तैयार करना पड़ता है और वो आज खुद तैयार हो रही थी. माँ से पता चला कि मैंने भी बचपन में एक दो बार ऐसी हरकत की  थी. बचपन होती ही ऐसी…

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धीरज …

the ETERNAL tryst

ig Image Credit: Webneel

धीरज …

मुस्कुराते क्यों नहीं
क्या कोई जख़्म बड़ा गहरा है
या आज लबों पर तेरे
किसी गैर का पहरा है?

खोयी तेरी निगाहें
क्यों उतरा तेरा चेहरा है
तेरी आँखों में पानी
किसी झील सा ठहरा है!

साँसे क्यों बेचैन सी
क्यों नींद तेरी उजड़ी है
लेकर किसी का नाम शायद
कई रातें तेरी गुज़री है!

धीरज रखो कि,
जो सावन है बीत गया
वापस फिर से आएगा
ख्वाब थे जो बिखरे से
फिर से उन्हें सजायेगा
जब वापस वो आएगा…..


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एक गुमनाम कहानी ….. (कविता)

River meet of Alaknanda and Bhagirathi, hereafter it’s known as Ganga. A place, I always want to go.  Credit: Google Image

एक गुमनाम कहानी ….. 

बर्फ सी थी वो जमी
उष्णता पाकर हुई नमी
टिप टिप कर रिसती रही
फिर भी आगे बढ़ती गयी
थी वो कोमल और सरल
चट्टानों ने रोका मगर
रुकी नहीं वो झुकी नहीं
ध्येय पथ से डिगी नहीं
दिशाएं बदली, बदली धाराएं
बन प्रपात चट्टानों से गिरी
पाषाणों को पार करी
अब आयी क्रूर मानव की बारी
ऊँचे ऊँचे बांध बनाये
फिर भी राहें रोक न पाए
धीरे धीरे शक्ति जुटाई
कृत्रिम बांध से मुक्ति पायी
आगे समतल था मैदान
उसको लगा है राह आसान
पर मानव ने फिर रंग दिखाया
उसे दूषित कर उसमें ज़हर मिलाया
बना नहरें धाराएं बाँटी
पड़ी अकेले उसे कोई मिला न साथी
थकी हारी, उसका मन भरमाया
चाल में उसके मंदी आया
गति उसकी इतनी धीमी हो चली
मानों वह बस अभी रुकी या तभी रुकी
नज़रें भी उसकी अब नीचे झुकी
तभी आश्चर्य हुआ
लगा उसे किसी अपने ने छुआ
नज़रें उठायी, उसकी आँखें भर आयी
सामने उसके विशाल सागर पड़ा था
दोनों बाहें फैलये स्वागत को खड़ा था
अपनी लहरों से उसको छूता
जैसे वर्षों से थके पांवो को
अपने हाथों से हो धोता
नदी पल भर न रुकी
अपने वजूद मिटा
सागर में मिली
कौन है सागर कौन नदी है
अब कौन ये जाने
नदी की संघर्ष गाथा को
कौन पहचाने ?

………अभय ……

Like yesterday, today also my routine was same. Early morning rise(4:30 AM), then went for a ride on the same river front. Actually, I enjoy spending time in front of water bodies, be it natural or artificial. If the atmosphere is cloudy and there is gentle breeze around, I can sit for hours there, contemplating.  So this poetry is also an outcome of today’s journey and I felt it very happy while framing it. Hope you will enjoy it.

Today I also observed that, I am becoming way too frequent on writing poems and publishing it here. Framing poem on myriad subjects and to give it a lyric needs time and energy. Since I have my other objective, which incidentally, also demands time and energy :),  so I thought I will be a little sporadic. I recently (4-5 moths) became active here and learnt a lot  and met some really lovely people, some were very like minded. Hoping your support in this Journey.

Do comment and let me know about the poem.


मैं और मेरी नाव

शुक्रवार की रात से अगर कुछ अच्छा हो सकता है तो वो है शनिवार का दिन, psychologically थोड़ा सुकून रहता है कि चलो एक और दिन तो बचे हैं छुट्टी के. आज सवेरे बाइक लेकर मॉर्निंग वॉक पर निकला :-P. जैसा कि मैंने पहले भी शायद किसी लेख में लिखा है कि मुझे नदी किनारे अपने शहर की मरीन ड्राइव पर, जो शायद 10-12 किलोमीटर लम्बी होगी, सुबह सुबह गाड़ी चलाने में मज़ा आता हैं. उसी मरीन ड्राइव पर एक स्थान ऐसा भी हैं जहाँ दो नदियाँ मिलती हैं. वहां बैठने का प्रबंध भी हैं. मैं अक्सर वहां जाता हूँ तो कुछ देर रुकता हूँ. आज भी रुका.

I was discussing about the same place, It is known as “Domuhani“, meaning two mouthed. A term to refer meeting of the two rivers. Clicked it few months back.

वातावरण, जो दिन में आज-कल काफी गर्म हो जाता हैं, सुबह में काफी सुहावना सा हो रहा था. कोयल उसमें मिठास घोल रही थी. कल रात की तेज बारिश और तूफ़ान के बाद आम के पेड़ से काफी मंजर नीचे गिरे हुए थे, पर उनकी अलग से खुसबू अब तक आ रही थी, एक पका हुआ बेल भी गिरा हुआ था, मैं उठाने जा ही रहा था कि एक अधेड़ उम्र की माता जी ने उस पर दूर से ही चिल्लाकर कब्ज़ा जमा लिया, मैंने उठाकर उनको दे दिया और बोला कि मैं आप ही के लिए उठा रहा था 😛 😛 …..वो भी मेरे परोपकार को  समझ रही थी . उन्होंने मुस्कुरा के कहा चलो रहने दो , मैंने भी अपनी दांत दिखा दी.
उसके बाद कुछ देर बैठा, तो कुछ विचार निकले…फ़ोन पर ही ड्रॉफ्ट कर लिया. थोड़ी संसोधन के पश्चात आपके सामने प्रस्तुत है…अपने मनोभाव को मुझ तक पहुँचाना मत भूलियेगा

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मैं और मेरी नाव 

मैं नदी के इस किनारे
तुम बैठी थी उस पार
बारिश का मौसम
बाढ़ थी आयी
नदी हुई विकराल
पर मुझे तो था आना
कैसे भी तेरे पास
तैरकर जाना मुश्किल था
नदी में प्रचंड बहाव था
सोचा एक नाव बनाते हैं
सहारे नाव के
तेरे पास हो आते हैं
लग गया नौका बनाने में
सुध नहीं रही ज़माने की
ऐसा व्यस्त हुआ कि
मौसम तक बदल गया
बारिश बीत गयी
ग्रीष्म चरम पर आ गयी
नदी बरसाती थी
तलछटी तक वो सूख गयी
आज मेरी नौका तैयार है
विडंबना ऐसी कि
नदी में जल नहीं है
न ही तुम खड़ी हो उस किनारे पर
मैं हूँ और संग मेरे, मेरी नाव ….

…………..अभय ……………

दूसरी तरफ से …(कविता )

दूसरी तरफ से…….

दिल में बोझ लिए मैं
भटका इधर उधर
सोचा, कोई तो मिलेगा,
क्या हाल है मेरा
हूँ क्यों जर्जर पतझर सा
किस अवसाद ने घेरा
बंटेगा दर्द दिल का तो
मन, सुकून पायेगा
इस अनजान सी नगरी में
कौन जाने,
कोई अपना मिल जायेगा

बीते बरसों
कोई मिला न मुझको
पर मिली एक सच्चाई थी
हर किसी के दिल के अंदर
दर्द भरी इक खायी थी
फिर वो क्या किसी कि मदद करते
जो थे अकेले में आहें भरते

तो मैंने सोचा कि
चलो एक काम करते हैं
उनके ही दर्द बांटकर
कुछ अपने नाम करते हैं
यूँ ही चलता रहा फ़साना
कटते रहे दिन
भूल गया मैं कि
अपना कष्ट क्या था
उनके दर्द बाँटने का
अपना ही मज़ा था


Qualities of Lord

Namaste to readers and fellow bloggers,

Today I chose to write something different than my usual content. Let me know, if you enjoyed reading.

There is hardly any doubt that whenever anyone in India would be asked to recite some verse from Bhagavad Gita, majority of them would land up in mentioning below two verses

yada yada hi dharmasya
glanir bhavati bharata
abhyutthanam adharmasya
tadatmanam srjamy aham

 paritranaya sadhunam
vinasaya ca duskrtam
sambhavami yuge yuge

I am not sure that how many of them will know the real meaning of these verses. For that matter, even I was oblivious of the meanings till few years back. But somehow got to know  and on this auspicious day of Ramnavami, when Lord Ramchandra manifested himself in this world, I thought of writing about it.

In these two slokas (verses) Lord mentions the reason why he appears in this material creation. The reasons why He came can be concluded from the verse as..

Lord comes,

  1. Whenever there is decline in religiousness and irreligion rises
  2. To deliver those who are pious and
  3. To annihilate the miscreants

So in Hinduism, we are aware that Lord had ten incarnations called as Dashavatar. If we would study a bit it about these incarnations, then we will surely find that every time when he came,  above three criterion were satisfied.

Lord Ramchandra came in Treta Yuga, and whatever happened after that, is an epic and known to all Indians (not only Hindus), at least the overall story. So I am not going to tell you about the story of Ramayan. My purpose of this writing is to remember the qualities that Lord had displayed during his stay on this planet. He was an ideal as He was Lord himself. So we cannot imitate or emulate him, but by knowing his qualities, surely we can try to follow his footstep. So today is Ramnaumi and taking the cue from the Ninth day of the Chaitra Month, I tried to write nine out of innumerable qualities of Lord in short. However I am not competent to describe the glory of him, yet I gave it a try.

ram ji
Credit: ISKCON
  1. A Perfect Son: Nowhere in the world you wouldcome across a story where a son in his youthful stage left all his lavishness and luxuries of kingdom and spent 14 years in exile, faced innumerable hardship as Ram did and that too just for the sake of keeping his father’s word. Even though he knew his stepmother is the culprit for all his adversity, yet no where we come across an incident where he has raised a voice of disrespect against her.
  1. A Perfect Brother: When Lord Ram got to know that her stepmother wanted to coronate his son Bharat as Crown prince of Ayodhya, even though Lord had exclusive right over throne. Yet, he readily agreed to the proposal and left for the forest as if he was relinquishing a blade of grass. The same love was from the other side too. All three younger brothers were so attached to Ram that they were even ready to accept death but not the separation from him. Till today the brother’s relationship between Ram and Bharat is revered in India.
  1. A Perfect Student: Ram had formal education in ashram of Vashishta and Vishwamitra. Both the teachers taught the intricacies of diplomacy, weaponry, politics etc. Lord Ram excelled in all the discipline and was revered by them as well.
  1. A perfect Husband: Lord Ram is known as Maryada Purushottam, a supreme in Virtue. When polygamy was prevalent in that era especially among the Kings and Kshatriya (warrior class), he vowed and later observed that he will have only one wife in his life. When Mother Sita was taken away to Lanka by Ravana, Ram was so tormented and agonized that he saw her in trees, in stones, in rivers etc. As her presence was unknown, he was helpless and asked about her from birds and the animals of Dandakaranya. Later when he got to know that Ravan has kidnapped her, with meager of resources and army of Monkeys and Bears he attacked mighty Ravan(from whom even Indra, king of Demigods, was affraid) and defeated him in war and brought back Maa Sita home
  1. A perfect Friend: His friendship was conspicuous when he assisted Sugriva, who was on the weaker side and made him the King of Kiskindha. The story of his friendship with the King of Nishad is well known and highly revered.
  1. A perfect Enemy: As we know that he was a perfect friend, at the same time he was a perfect enemy of the devils and miscreants since the childhood. As stated earlier one of the reasons that he came to the earth was to destroy the evil force. So he killed many demons who used to trouble the Sadhus or the Saints . Some of them were so powerful that they had even defeated Demigods. Ram killed many demons during his stay.
  1. A perfect warrior: Ram was a perfect Kshatriya and a valiant warrior. On one hand Ravan had well equipped with all the mysterious weaponry, yet Lord defeated him with handful of army which manly comprised of Monkeys and Bears.
  1. A Perfect Master: There is a very interesting past time of Lord Ram, when he eat the berry given by Sabari, a lower caste women in her old age, who herself has tasted them before giving to Lord. In Indian context, it is an offence to give something to the master after first consuming or defiling it. But she was so engrossed in the love of lord that she did not wanted to give a sour berry to Him. And Lord was so generous that he accepted and consumed all the berries.
  1. A perfect King: In Ramayan we come across an ideal world, where a king used to go in disguise to see the wellbeing of his countrymen. It is said that in his state no person was in distress. His reign was so celebrated that till today politicians cutting across the party lines claims before the election that they will bring Ramrajya, yet they had no intention to follow the footsteps of him.

Although, my words will not do justice to the describe the qualities of Lord, yet I am hoping that you have enjoyed it.

Thank you for reading.