Bheeshm se kuch prashnhe

This one is inspired by the writing style of Hindi Poet Dinkar and his master piece Rashmi Rathi (wherein he made Karn the protagonist of his epic narration on mahabharat).I had read an article by Hazari Prasad Dwivedi (as part of our school curriculum) wherein he questioned Bheeshma Pitamah for his role as a partiarch. I was reading Dinkar during those days and the possibility of making Bheeshma the protagonist seemed interesting. Couldn't translate the wishes then. What I present now is a smaller version of what otherwise could have been a longer version with chapters entwined.



Bheeshm se kuch prashnhe


Bheeshm! tumne kyun diya vachankya
naam 'Debbrat' bura laga
the pitri -bhakt tum ye maana
kya pita ka aashay padha na tha


the yuva apitu brahmchari
rahne ko jeevan bhar tatpar
the pita vriddh, lekin kaami
kya mansha ko samajha na tha


tum rahe akele jeevan bhar
vaidhavy jhelate the pal-pal
sau putr-pautr, saathi sangi
lekin koi apna na tha


tumse na tha koi veer bada
ho gagan, paataal ya ho dhara
tum rann ke yoddha sarvottam
lekin paurush poora na tha


Kya vachan diya tumne is dhyey
mile kirti tumhen aparimey
dhikkar tumhen tum dar bhage
kya vansh-dayitw adhura na tha.

Poem

Dukh mila aur wo ro diya
Bechaara abhi khiladi kacchha hai.


Shaitaniyan gar kisi ki muaaf ho jayein
Samajho wo aadmi baccha hai


Jhootha main bhi hoon, par andaaz sachha hai
Kam se kam safed jhooth se to acchha hai


Girgit bhala kyun kahte ho zindagi ko
Ye Idd ki saviyyon ka lacchha hai

Kya hai kavita?

Kya hai kavita?
Shabd nahin hai to kya hai?
Amrit hai ye.
Jeevan vrit ki trizya hai.


Kya hai kavita?
ratn yahi hai bhasha ka
Bhavukta hai.
Aiyyaron ka lehza hai.


Kya hai kavita?
Vidha hai ek saahitya ki.
Bhaav prawan hai.
Marga-darshika pragya hai.


Kya hai kavita?
Shaili hai kuchh kahne ki.
Shakti hai yeh.
Khand-khand ki sangya hai.


Kya hai kavita?
Kaam nahin hai murdon ka.
Laykaari hai.
Sundar si ye kalpna hai.


Kya hai kavita?
Samvaadon ka hai sansaar.
Baat-cheet hai
Dwigaami yeh saadhana hai.

Gazal

Ghar mein roshni karne se ghar ji nahin uthata.
Ise ghar banana ho to insaan basaiye


Khuda ne suraj harek ki kismat mein nahin likha
Jo paas hain ujale, unhi se dil lagaiye


Zindagi kalam hai, likhati rehti hai.
Ise rishnai nahin, mohabbat pilaiye


Sahi hai ki khuda pattharon mein nahin basta
Par wo kahan nahin hai, yeh to bataiye


Dil agar zinda hai to dukhata bhi hoga
Jo kabhi roya nahin, woh insaan dikhaiye.

Nazm

Humne poochha ki tumhari umar kya hai?
tay kiya zindagi ka safar kya hai?
Tum ginane lage kyun bitaye saal
Kaho, haadson ka asar kya hai?


Saleeke ki zindagi ka haq sabhi ko hai
Zakhmon pe malham ka haq sabhi ko hai
Khaana bhi haq hota sabhi ka, isliye
Mehsoos karo bhookhon ki nazar kya hai.


Taqdeer cheez badi hoti hai
Haat ki lakeeron mein zari hoti hai
Zindagi iske bina chalti nahin
Hum chal rahe hain, dekho zigar kya hai.


Aayega utarke koi tumhein le jaane
Sapnon ki duniya mein ghar basane
Magar phir tum darr jaati ho
Main poochhata hoon ye 'magar' kya hai?


Pankhe se ab aati hai garm hawa
Sab poochhate hain kya ho raha.
Bematlab ki baatein kyun poochhate ho
poochho ab ki 'sifar' kya hai?


Farzande-zamin hum sabhi hain
Milna sab ko mitti mein hai
Par jab tak hain, hain.
Maut ki fiqar kya hai.


farzande-zamin= Son of soil
Sifar = Zero

Prakriti ke nikat

Baadlon ke rang kai hain.
Laal, Neele, jamuni hain
Rui ke phaahe ya ujle
Barf ki partein nayi hain.
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Godhuli mein laal nikhre
Reshmi julfon se bikhre
Chha gaye hain aasma mein
Baadlon ke jhund kitne.

Chidiyon ka ek jhund aata.
Lautata, hai ghar ko jata.
Ish ne kya chitra kheencha
dekhata main harsh pata.

Yun uda ek daal se wo
Panchhi jaise aatma ho.
Ja raha tha need ko wo
Ish se milne chala jyon
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rang ye kitne sajile
Prakriti mein tap ke nikale
ruk gayi ho saans jaise
Chitra hain itne rupahale

Koi keh de mujhse aakar
Ja raho tum pahadon par
Khush Hounga, Ja rahunga
Prakriti ke nikat Jakar.

Aage kya karoon?

He priye, main prem ka vistaar aage kya karoon?
Bas tumhin ho, ab kisi se pyaar aage kya karoon?

Jab bhi hoti koi icchha, tum hi hoti kendra mein.
Apni Icchaon ka vistaar aage kya karoon?

Ye samundar hai, na koi tat na koi kinaara.
Bhatakta hoon, ab bhala nistaar aage kya karoon?

Ye kashish hai jo, bala hai. Rog hai ye lailaaz.
Kya karoon main, iska ab upchaar aage kya karoon?

Yun bhi gujare hain hamare din bina sampark ke.
Roke hai humko kathin sansaar aage kya karoon?

Dhundhata hoon koi tinka jo mile is dhaar mein
Main pada hoon is samay majhdaar aage kya karoon?

Hai musibat beech mein is raah ke to bepanaah
Chal chuka hoon, ab bhala inkaar aage kya karoon?

Sapne sachhe ho sakein; tha iska mujhe intejaar
Ho chuka un sapnon ka deedaar aage kya karoon?

Jane kya deewanapan hai, sochana har pal tumhein
Kahani kewal tum tak hai, kirdaar aage kya karoon?

Kaun Kahta hai hum akele hain

Kaun kahta hai hum akele hain
Sang tanhaiyon ke mele hain

Mera saaya yun mudke kehta hai
Pahle kabhi hum kya mile hain

Sard raatein alaav ki garmi
Unko milte kahan ye chonchale hain

Ungliyaan khud mein ulajhi si lagin
Sach mein dekha, abhi bhi faasle hain

Pani ki thah mein kai ka zamna
Kudrat mein bhi khuda akele hain

Palakon ki zumbish ko taraste rahe hum
Aankhein teri band, honth mere sile hain

Main abhi tak mara nahin

saans abhi tak hai baaki, nabz pe ungali mat dalo
aankh mein sapne zinda hain, main bhi abhi tak mara nahin

pankh tumhare kaam ke hain, baadal paar se rishta hai
apni zameen ke washinde hum, apna mann to bhara nahin

sachhe insaa ki tanhai, sab kuchh pakar kho dena
khokar sab kuchh mil bhi gaya gar, saath to unka mila nahin

Intezaar kya varshon ka hai

कौन है वो और कब आएगी
इंतज़ार क्या वर्षों का है

सपनों में है, साँसों में है
धुंधली सी वो आंखों में है
मूर्त रुप को कब पायेगी
छोटा लम्हा वर्षों सा है

सोता हूँ कि उसको देखूं
सपनों से पर मुझे जगाये
रूह से उसकी मिल तो चुका हूँ
सच में मिल लूं क्या रास्ता है

हो सकता उसके उर में हो
अवश कटीली डालें भी
पर उसके पल्लू में शायद
छोटा पौधा सरसों का है

उसके जैसी कई दिखती हैं
मुझको भी अच्छी लगती हैं
पर मेरी चाहत में ढलने
का दिन कल या परसों का

One of the first poems by me.

अमित की कविता

यह कविता मेरे दोस्त अमित ने लिखी है। तारीख २३ अप्रील २००७, वक़्त रात के १ बजकर १३ मिनट।

नींद कहॉ है क्या उसका पता है
कोई उसे बुला दो आवाज़ लगा दो
इन आंखों में अब नहीं वो रहती
उसका घर तो अब और कहीँ है
हो सके अगर तो उसको समझा दो
कोई चाहे उसको ये उसे बता दो

बहुत कम लिखा है उसने, लेकिन जब लिखा है तो निरुद्देश्य कभी नहीं लिखा।

Aisa Nahin Hota

Hawaayein jo sunati hain wo lori hai ya marsiya
Ye sihran aur darr! Lori mein to aisa nahin hota

Banaye the kabhi shakhon pe ghar humne bhi bachpan mein
hawaayein khwaab chhoo jayein kabhi aisa nahin hota
(meaning: changes do not result in death of dreams)

Bahut ulajhe ki ab to doston mein farq karke dekh
Harek aankh ka paani kabhi ik saa nahin hota

Tumne Likha

Tumne likha "Likhna mujhe kaise karte ho yaad.
Mujhase ubare kaise tum yeh likhna usake baad.

Main guzari un galiyon se jo ekdum anjani
Laut magar aayi hoon ab main jeekar ek kahani

Tumse paya maine woh sab jiska mol nahin hai
Khud ko bhi kuchh aisa baanta jiska tol nahin hai

Khush hoon main ab un cheezon se zinmein zosh nahin tha
Navzeevan ke sapne pal-pal, pahle hosh nahin tha

Ulajhi hoon, tooti hoon hoke apnon se bezaar
paye hain dukh unse jinko khub kiya tha pyaar

Aaj magar gham ko bhoolkar khusiyan dhoondh rahi hoon
Saath tumhara shabdon mein hi ab main dhoondh rahi hoon

Na chaho gar likhana mera, kabhi na bhejungi khat
par yeh rakhna yaad main rasta dekhungi har waqt".

Maa ki tasveer

Homework tha chitra banao kaam kare jo lagataar
Bacche ulajhe rang-koochi mein, saare tarun chitrakaar

Subah hui aur kaksha baithi, bachhon ne chitra dikhaaye
Suraj, Ghadi, Pankha aur press; Sabne alag thhe chitra banaaye

Teacher ne dekhi ek copy, poochhi "kya banaya ji?"
Bachha thoda ruk-kar bola "tasveer hai meri MAA ki".

The ten minute call

A call that lasted minutes ten
Capturing moments of lasting pain
A talk that searches answers for,
And pen that succumbes to creative yore.

She who faces history today
She who wants future OK
The wish to get an answer YES
The longing which is more than lust

A place which is 'no-where land'
A journey trailed on desert sand
A life which dreamt of song-n-art
An image drawn in blood-from-heart

A gap that existed five years
Spent in exile to self, is clear.
A death and re-birth, phoneix style
The feeling to sink, which, will take a while.

Aa gaye hain hum jahan
wahan se aage raasta
Yahin kahin chhupa pada
Padega use dhoondhana.

Main pala jis dhang se -2

Main pala jis dhang se kyun bhang karti ho kavita
Shaant chhitta tha main pada kyun tang karti ho kavita

Aake ek din hi achanak kahogi 'likh ja mujhe'
Shabd dogi dhoondhkar aur kahogi 'sirja mujhe'
Koi duja na mila kya, mujhko deke apna bhaar
Kyun safar mein zindagi ke sang chalti ho kavita

Bhaavna se door hona chahata hai yeh hriday
Haar ka ehsaas na ho, na karoon mehsoos jay
Banoon Shila, main thhos dil ko kar bhi loon to kya bura
Kyun shila mein padma-sarjit anga bharti ho kavita

Kyun tang karti ho kavita!

Main pala jis dhang se kyun bhang karti ho kavita
Shaant chhitta tha main pada kyun tang karti ho kavita

Bhaavna se door hona chahata hai yeh hriday
Haar ka ehsaas na ho, na karoon mehsoos jay

Banoon Shila, main thhos dil ko kar bhi loon to kya bura
Kyun shila mein padma-sarjit anga bharti ho kavita