Listen to yourself!

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Why do we weep more often and Why do we weep more often and laugh so less?

We are angels of light meant to ascend to realms of bliss. 

Then why do we hate more often and love so less?

We are swan birds meant to contemplate on the still waters deep . 

Then why do we choose the desires of the dark forest?

Mankind , when will we learn the wisdom of the Ancients,

And Live in the sway of the inner light

In a perpetual unfolding of consciousness.

-------- Meera Panigrahi

A prayer for hope!

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A New Year may or may not bring to fruition our hopes and desires,

 And dreams may languish in forgetfulness Friends may vanish from our pages,

 Sure, but all the same Hope never dies in the human breasts, 

That there shall be heard no more the groan of voices,

As battles rage or Nature spits her venom on unsuspecting lands.

Mourning , as flights disappear God knows where

And the tears of mothers, daughters, sons and fathers

Washing the shores of despair. 

New Year, open your book to the page On which is written Man's sagacious saga of peace

And retreat from blood be-strewn drama Open your book to the page Which says "All is Well"

---- By Meera Panigrahi

अलग हो ख्वाइश ...

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अलग हो ख्वाइश और अलग हो पहचान ,
यह हो तो ना पाया ,
अलग से एक और ज़िंदगी ,
यह भी ना हुआ ,
अलग जी भी ना पाया ,
अलग से अलग हो ना पाया I

रचना : प्रशांत 

ऐ जिंदगी तुझे मैं...

 

 

 

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ऐ जिंदगी तुझे मैं, 
क्या और किस नाम लेकर पुकारूँ,
कभी तुझे मैं कोसूं ,
कभी तुझसे रूठ भी जाऊं,

तेरे करीब आ के तुझको न पाया,
जब खुद से तुझको दूर पाया,
तेरी परछाईं को खुद के और करीब पाया I  

कितने रूप हैं तेरे,
तेरा तिलिस्म ले अंगड़ाई साँझ सवेरे,
तेरे चक्कर का मैं फक्कड़ ,
तुझे जी गया कई बार ,
मर मर कर I 

रचना : प्रशांत 

फिर एक बार दिल तो चाहे के...

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फिर एक बार दिल तो  चाहे के,

खंजर चुभे, और दिल की प्यास बुझे ,  

इल्तिज़ा बस  इतनी ही है हमारी के  , 

फिर से दिल को  लगे 

दवा मुहब्बत की ज़हर I

चोट खाए अगर अपनी हीं करम से, 

तो भाई खूब है, मंज़ूर भी वोही,

फिर एक मौत, जी भी लेंगे ,

मुहब्बत ईक और बार तो सही I

भले ख़ुशी हो, या हो ग़मों  की ख़ुशी,  

आज़ाद  गिरने की डरसे खुशी ,

जिंदा हूँ , यह एहसास कम तो नही,  

मरता भी हूँ , यह भी कम तो नही I 

अपना लिया, यह कुछ कम तो नही , 

पल जो जी लिया, यह भी कुछ कम तो नही I

रचना : प्रशांत 

क्या होली थी, कुछ याद है....

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क्या होली थी, कुछ याद है,  

और कुछ याद नहीं  ,                                                                               

कभी हम करते थे शोर की सवारी  , 

कभी सुनसान खामोशी थी हम पे भारी I

क्या होली थी क्या बोली थी , 

किससे रोए मिले, बिन कहे मिले ,

हँसी की गोली जहाँ तहाँ बिखरे ,

होश मे रहे , गिरे और ठहरे I

कुछ याद आए वो लस्सी की प्यास , 

स्प्राइट पे भारी वोदका की गिलास , 

माँग माँग खाए वो भांग के पकोडे ,

उड़ जाने के डर से टेबल को जकड़े I

जय जय शिव शंकर की भावना ,

बीच मे हनी सिंग का घुसना , 

कभी मन ही मन गुनगुनाना ,

गाने के बोल मे आक्टिंग कर जाना I

होली ने लौटा दी वो ही पुरानी  महफ़िल ,

दोस्तों में  वो ही  प्यार और दरियादिली, 

भगवान तुझे शत शत प्रणाम ,

होली के दिन रहे दुनिया हर दम रंगीली I

रचना : प्रशांत 

Optimism nullifying pessimism!

For last two hours, I was thinking of going to submerge myself into the sea: reason was sudden sense of nihilism in tenets of life.  I had flunked my engineering exam in the very first semester.  Failing an exam was something that I had never been familiar with. I had been a brilliant student throughout my academic career. But today when the results came out for the first semester, I was crestfallen. A thunderbolt struck me when I saw one ‘F’ in front of my name.

And since then, I had left the college campus, gulped down two bottles of beers and smoked some grass. I had thought that these would give me courage to end my life, a life that was now christened as a life of a failure.

I was bereft of any positive thinking in life. I was thinking that I had let down my family. I was thinking that how I would face my family, which was so proud of my academic excellence, with the rotten report card of first semester.  

I was of the view that I had worked really hard and despite that I had failed. I was in the questioning mode. I was asking God as to why did he fail me, only to make fun of me before my parents and the society. I was bereft of all faith in the hard graft.  Since my childhood, it was ingrained in me that hard work is the key to the success. You take care of the hard work and the hard work will take care of the upshot.  And this is the result that god had given me after all the hard work. The re-exam felt like an ignominy for me.

Thinking that God had let down me, I was hell-bent on ending my life. I inched closer to the deeper zones of the see.  As I was going far from the shore, I was going more down in the sea. One moment came when my lips were submerged and I had to trample my fear that was advising me against drowning. But I decided against the advice.

I submerged my nose and head full in the water. But after submerging myself, I started feeling suffocated and started to wiggle and wriggle. In that moment, I wanted to be alive, I was struggling for breath but all I was getting was just filthy water of the sea. I was trying hard to take myself up on the sea level but the strong undercurrent of the sea was pulling me down.

Now I was thinking of giving one more chance to my studies, now I was feeling comfortable with the idea of taking the re-exam, now I was full of courage to face the smirks of my classmates. The sudden calamity had changed the direction of my thinking and filled me with the vigor to fight for the life ahead. But what a dichotomy it was, when my mind was sinking in dejection, my body was on the shore and now when my mind was floating on the sea of optimism and hope, my body was sinking in the sea.

I badly wanted to be alive. I badly wanted to give one more serious chance to my studies and exams.

Suddenly, I felt a thrust from the wave within the sea and in a few seconds I was lying on the sandy beach with the body drenched with water and mind soaked with optimism of a new life.