Sunday, May 22, 2011

ऐसी थी झाँसी की रानी......


ऐसी थी झाँसी की रानी
जिसने
धुल चटा दिया अंग्रेजों को
बिठुर की थी वीरांगना ऐसी,
नाज़ है जिसपे आज सारे ज़माने को

कहते है उनकी मोख की तेज थी ऐसी,
जिसके सामने हर कोई झुक जाती
उनमे हिम्मत के सामने तो
हर मुस्किल भी आसन बन जाती

प्रतिमा थी वो क्रांति की
जिन्होंने
भड़काई थी ऐसे आग
हर
कोई निकल पड़ा था साथ में
उनके
लेके हिंदुस्तान की आज़ादी का राग ।

सचाई
की ताकत थी उनके बाजु में
और
ज्वाला भरे थे सीने में ।
कमी
नहीं थी साहस की
तांत्या
की उस तेजस्वी सिस्या में

धरती माँ से करती थी प्रेम इतना
समर्पित
कर गयी जीवन अपना ।
हर
इंसान की आँखों में बसा गयी
एक स्वतंत्र भारत का सपना ।

जब
तक थी सांसो में जान
जितने
दिया फिरंगियों को ।
ऐसी
थी झाँसी की वो महारानी गर्व है
जिसपे
हर भारतवासी को

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Todays enigma faced by me.....

   Why in today's world it has become so cynical for a person to trust another one or help them in their times of hardships and troubles? Why, there's no one to help out a person confronted with a problem? Why... just because of fear of getting cheated. But there might be some one who would be real and truely needed help. Was this what we all knew about the moralities that we studied in childhood.
             Such is this enigma where  i often find myself getting caught between my-self and my emotions. Often shaterred by the mere acceptence of the new values of life and going along the tide. Perhaps today people have learnt what our mothers used to say, "never talk to strangers". Today i had been through such a situation where i had dealt within my values and a past experience. 

       It was around my college days when i was new to college and the place. Stating the incident which occurred when i was going to my friends house to bring some books. On the way i met some people who were asking for help . there was a man and his wife with their son and daughter. the child was too small probably 2-3 years old while daughter was old enough to go to school. They were asking whether i knew Hindi or not. I replied, "Yes". Then the man said that his luggage has been stolen and he needed some money to go to his native place which is Jamshedpur. He looked very terrible and sorrow. 
  
     I felt bad at their situation and thought of helping them. But at the back of my mind i also thought of being cheated. Then i saw that small boy in the arms of the lady who was crying slowly as if he was hungry and the girl who was wearing a school dress. Still hesitant to help them but couldn't back out. I just thought for a while because he had asked for 100 rupees for the ticket and i was having just hundred for buying some xerox materials of study. But i went with my heart and gave them a hundred rupee note and said that i had only this much and if u needed some more then you have to ask others. He seemed happy and thanked me for helping him as he said he had asked many people before me but none had listened him. Hearing this i felt relieved and happy too as i felt i was able to help a needy. Then he asked whether i had any extra some 20-30 rupees to feed the child. i searched for it in my pants and found a 20 rupee note which also i gave him. Then he went is way to the station and i came back.



         But all of a sudden i thought whether he is going to get ticket or else going some where. I returned back towards the station just to cross check in case he uses my money for the right purpose only. But to my wonder i was unable to trace him. Nowhere i could see him. Then i looked for him near the ticket counter but he was not there also. Now i seemed suspicious about him and checked out any trains to jamshedpur just to find out if he gone by train. But to my utter amusement ther was no train till morning 4 a.m. I shaked my head in disbelief and cursing myself for getting moved away and getting fooled by such silly stories.
                    I just came back home and straight away got laid on bed and didn't talk about it and thought of got a lesson from life. But today i again cam across with similar sort of people who asked for some money to go to their house as he said that his purse has been pick-pocketed. But i didnt even gave an ear and moved away recollecting that incident of past. But still now also i got a feeling that whether he might be true but still backed out myself from that place and moved on.But at night before penning down this strangest incident i again encountered me thinking i should hav helped. But strangely i silenced my heart. Possiblely i have also have started to hate in fear rather than hug and love.....

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Ye thehra hua waqt...

ठहर  जाये  ये  वक़्त  येही  और
आपको  ही  बस  मैं  देखता  रहूँ
ख़ामोशी  भरी  नज़रों  में  आपकी
हाले-दिल  अपनी  चुपके से केह  जाऊं 

इस  रुके  हुए  वक़्त  में  जब
आप  बैठी  रहे  यूँ  साथ  मेरे
और  हम  बस  निहारा  करे  आपको
के  आप  खो  जाओ  आँखों  में  हमारे

आपने जब यूँ  कंधे  पर  सर  रखा
मनचली  हवाएं  तबसे  बहता  गया
और  जब  लिया  हाथों  में  हाथ  आपने
तो  धड़कन  मनो  वहीँ  रुक  सा  गया

प्यार  भर  गया  था  हर  नज़ारे  में
जी  चाहा  समेट  लूँ  हर  लम्हों  को
इसिलीए  वक़्त से गुज़ारिश  कर  बैठा
थोड़े और पल  दे दे संग  उसके बिताने  को

पर  वो  भी  निकला  प्यार  का  देवाना
केह  गया, जी  ले ये  लम्न्हे  प्यार  के
बस  वादा  कर  दे  इतना  मुझे
दिल  न  तोडना  कभी  अपने  यार  के

Monday, May 2, 2011

कहानी झाँसी की रानी की


जन्मी बिठुर में एक चिंगारी थी,
जिसका इंतज़ार था कबसे भारत को |
लिखी जिसने नारी की ऐसी परिभासा
इतिहास करता हर पल सलाम उनको |

रखे थे कदम ब्रह्मन के घर में
पर रूह लायी थी एक सेनानी की |
जब खेले दोस्त उसके गुड्डे-गुड़ियों से,
तब बात करती वो भाले और तलवारों की |

गुरु थे जिसके तांत्या टोपे
और भाई, वीर नाना साहब |
हिम्मत थी बेसुमार उसमे और
सहस भरे थे उसमे बेहिसाब |

कुछ सोची थी तक्द्देर ने भी,
जो बांध दिया राजा गंगाधर से |
और दिल में बसे उसके जज्बे को
यूँ जोड़ दिया जूनून के समंदर से |

गावं से निकल कर हाथी पे सवार हुई
महारानी बनी जब झाँसी की |
सिखा गयी सबको एकता की बातें
और ज्वाला जला गए सबमे क्रांति की |

नको चने दबा दिया गोरों को
तिलमिला उठे उसके तेज़ से |
गोरे तो बस घायल हो गए
जब सामना हुआ रानी लक्ष्मी बाई से |

ऐसे खूब लड़ी वो मर्दानी
वो तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी |
देश पे न्योछावर करदी जिसने
उसकी सची देशप्रेमी की कहानी थी |