जीवन की आपाधापी में November 4, 2006
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जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
जिस दिन मेरी चेतना जगी मैंने देखा
मैं खड़ा हुआ हूँ इस दुनिया के मेले में,
हर एक यहाँ पर एक भुलाने में भूला
हर एक लगा है अपनी अपनी दे-ले में
कुछ देर रहा हक्का-बक्का, भौचक्का-सा,
आ गया कहाँ, क्या करूँ यहाँ, जाऊँ किस जा?
फिर एक तरफ से आया ही तो धक्का-सा
मैंने भी बहना शुरू किया उस रेले में,
क्या बाहर की ठेला-पेली ही कुछ कम थी,
जो भीतर भी भावों का ऊहापोह मचा,
जो किया, उसी को करने की मजबूरी थी,
जो कहा, वही मन के अंदर से उबल चला,
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
मेला जितना भड़कीला रंग-रंगीला था,
मानस के अन्दर उतनी ही कमज़ोरी थी,
जितना ज़्यादा संचित करने की ख़्वाहिश थी,
उतनी ही छोटी अपने कर की झोरी थी,
जितनी ही बिरमे रहने की थी अभिलाषा,
उतना ही रेले तेज ढकेले जाते थे,
क्रय-विक्रय तो ठण्ढे दिल से हो सकता है,
यह तो भागा-भागी की छीना-छोरी थी;
अब मुझसे पूछा जाता है क्या बतलाऊँ
क्या मान अकिंचन बिखराता पथ पर आया,
वह कौन रतन अनमोल मिला ऐसा मुझको,
जिस पर अपना मन प्राण निछावर कर आया,
यह थी तकदीरी बात मुझे गुण दोष न दो
जिसको समझा था सोना, वह मिट्टी निकली,
जिसको समझा था आँसू, वह मोती निकला।
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
मैं कितना ही भूलूँ, भटकूँ या भरमाऊँ,
है एक कहीं मंज़िल जो मुझे बुलाती है,
कितने ही मेरे पाँव पड़े ऊँचे-नीचे,
प्रतिपल वह मेरे पास चली ही आती है,
मुझ पर विधि का आभार बहुत-सी बातों का।
पर मैं कृतज्ञ उसका इस पर सबसे ज़्यादा -
नभ ओले बरसाए, धरती शोले उगले,
अनवरत समय की चक्की चलती जाती है,
मैं जहाँ खड़ा था कल उस थल पर आज नहीं,
कल इसी जगह पर पाना मुझको मुश्किल है,
ले मापदंड जिसको परिवर्तित कर देतीं
केवल छूकर ही देश-काल की सीमाएँ
जग दे मुझपर फैसला उसे जैसा भाए
लेकिन मैं तो बेरोक सफ़र में जीवन के
इस एक और पहलू से होकर निकल चला।
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
बच्चन जी की इस अमर कृति (जो मुझे बेहद पसन्द है) को हम तक पहुँचाने के लिये धन्यवाद ।
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Thank you
my grandfather was poet and friend of Mr.Harivansha Rai Bachchan. They performed together on many occasions. I was absolutely delighted to read his poems of your website, thanks so much.
Regards
Nitin Raj Srivastava
Staffordshire, U.K.
I think this maybe one of his most liked around poetry a true reflection of what human life is all about.
I specially remember Dr. Bachchan on this day. I know I could not even meet him during last rites for him being father of Amitabh Bachchan and I not having courage to move around and get a stick from the cops on the mob that would have generated.
Some day I would complete the CD which I had requested the legendary bachchan.
To me Amitabh inherited the versatility from his father. Dr Bachchan’s poetry reflects a lot of variety and mostly has to do with the subject of significance to human existence on this earth relations we develop or rather the philosophy that we should believe in.
hi mam thanks for giving us such a good collection.
if u also write someting then plz forward that.
with regards
Abhishek S.Tomar
HBTI-Kanpur
Thanks for maintaining such a nice blog…..I am also lover of Hindi poetry we have a small group of Hindi Poetry on yahoo……..we ahve our group blog at http://www.poetryhindi.blogspot.com
Hi
I think this poem truly captures each and every dimension of life and what a person goes through in the various phases of his journey. The sensitivity with which all the emotions are touched is truly amazing.
Hi,
Can i get the full poem whose some of lines i can remember in pieces like
“Vo dekhi maine illabahad ke path par Todti pathar,
Liye hathoda haath karti baar baar prahaar.”
And other poem whose one of the lines read,
“Naari tum kewal shradha ho”
I do not know the names of poets of both the poems. if you come across these poems then please email me at
First one is by Nirala and the second one by Maithili Sharan Gupt. I think the second one is an excerpt from Yashodhara, but am not sure. Don’t have these right now with me.
इस कविता कि तलाश में मैं बहुत दिनों से भटक रह था ।
और आज मुझे यह कविता देवनागरी लीपी में यहाँ मिल गयी।
धन्यवाद।
Thanks to make available collection of my favourite poetries.Really thanks from the bottom of my heart.
hi dear,
thanks for giving us such a good collection.
if u also write someting then plz forward that.
Warm regards
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Dil se
rashid ali
bacchan sahab ki is amar krati ne mere
hradya ke kavita rupi taron me sagar se lahare utpann
kar di .
giske liye aapko shyda dhanyavad.
Ravendra Ratan Singh Jandail
I liked the poems. I wanted to read a poem “Samay” by Siya Ram Saran Gupt but could not locate it. Any way I enjoyed.
Aaj itne dinon baad Hindi kavita padhi. Agar sambhav ho, to krapya Bachchan ji ki ek aur srestha kriti web par prakashit karein:-
Kaho tumhari janmabhumi ka, hai kitna vistaar,
Dharti ko hum katein chchantein, to us ambar ko bhi bantein,
ek salil hai, ek anal hai, ek anil sanchar,
kaho tumhari janmabhumi ka, hai……….
I do not know remember much. read this poem in class 8th.
Thanks a lot for informing the world about this great poet. keep sending other poems as well.
lot of thanks to you for bringing this lovely poem online—please keep it up.—
keshri prasad dwivedi
43 skelmerdale
lower earley
reading
U.K.
please also add “jo beet gayi so baat gayi, jeevan mey ek sitara tha, mana vo sabse pyara tha , woh doob gaya so doob gaya, jo beet gayi so baat gayi”
regards
padmanabh shukla
Nice collection. Thank you for sharing these ‘classics’.
Arvind Chaturvedi
http://bhaarateeyam.blogspot.com
this is a lovely thing….
kya koi humein wo kavita de sakta hai jis ki shuruat kuch iss tarah se hoti hai….
‘tum ga do mera gaan amar ho jaaye….
tum chu lo mere pran amar ho jaaye’….
aur Bachchan ji ka ek lok-sangeet ki dhun mein gaana tha….
‘Mele mein khoyi gujariya jisse mile mujhse milaye’…
it wud b great if someone cn gimme dat….
Jeevan Main Ek Sitara Tha
Maana Vah Behad Pyara Tha
Vah Doob Gaya To Doob Gaya
Ambar Kay Aanan Ko Dekho
Kitne Iskay Taare Toote
Kitne Iskay Pyare Choote
Jo Choot Gaye Fir Kahan Mile
Par Bolo Toote Taaron Par
Kab Ambar Shok Manata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi
Jeevan Main Vah Tha Ek Kusum
They Us Par Nitya Nichavar Tum
Vah Sookh Gaya TO Sookh Gaya
Madhuvan Ki Chaati Ko Dekho
Sookhi Kitni Iski Kaliyan
Murjhaayi Kitni ballriyan
Jo Murjhayi Woh Fir Kahan Khili
Par Bolo Sookhe Phoolon Par
Kab Madhuban Shor Machata hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Bat Gayi
jeevan Main Madhu Ka Pyala Tha
Tumnay Tan Man De Daala Tha
Wah Toot Gaya To Toot Gaya
Madiralya Kay Aangan Ko Dekho
Kitne Pyale Hil Jaate Hain
Gir Mitti Main Mil Jaate Hain
Jo Girte Hain Kab Uthte Hain
Par Bolo Toote Pyalo Par
Kab Madiralaya Pachtata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi
Mridu Mitti Kay Hain Bane Hue
Madhu Ghoot Phoota Hi Kartay Hain
Laghu Jeevan Lekar Aaye Hain
Pyale Toota Hi Karte Hain
Fir Bhi Madiralaya Kay Andar
Madhu Kay Ghat Hai Madhu Pyale Hain
Jo Madakta Kay Maare Hain
Vey Madhu Loota Hi Kartay Hain
Va Kachcha Peene Wala Hai
Jiski Mamta Ghat Pyalon Par
Jo Sachchey Madhu Sey Jala Hua
Kab Rota Hai Chillata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi
Wonderful poem.
Poonam Agrawal
http://www.poonamjainagrawal.blogspot.com
Thanks for giving such beautiful poems in this webpage.
This is one of the best poem by Harivash ray ji.
Again Thanks
kavi rahe na rahe,kavita rah jati hai,
waqt k pano se yeh syahi,dhumil na ho pati hai………
hindi sahitya jagat bachan ji ko kabhi bhula nahi sakeda….
isvar unki aatma ko shanti pradan kare..
very nice
ek kavita bacchan ji ka hai thoda hi yaad raha hai .Poora agar jinhe yaad ho bhejney ki kripa karen. Aaj ke samaaj ke sandarbh mein bara hi upyogi hai.
“Main hoon unke saath khada jinki seedhi reedh”
insaan hona bagye ki baat hai par bacchanji jaisa kavi hona sobagye ki baat hai kyoki jaha na pahuche ravi waha pahuche kavi
mele main khoyi guzaria ke lyrics muzhe chahiye i love this song pls send me
I could not locate Madhushala,
My paper back is moth eaten, In case you have it on your page and get some time to send me the link, I would like to get a personal copy printed.
Wonderful collection.
sent me the poem
is paar priye madhu hai tum ho us paar na jaane kya hoga
Awesome collection. One note – Currently in your linked-in profile, all the three blog site’s label says ‘My Blog’
You may like to change that to the title’s of the individual blog.
Take Care,
Shachin
Hey awsome.. all are great.. and all are beautiful… I must say.. if u understand this.. u r gr8 ur beautiful.. I would like to invite every one.. in http://www.khawahish.com
express your desire.. give tribute to great poet..
kabhi kabhi aisi kavitayen janm leti hain, lekin SHRI HARIWANSH RAI BACHCHAN JI jaise mahan kavi ek baar hi janm lete hain aur us mahan kavi ki kavita se parichay karwane ke liye bahut bahut dhanyawad.
Tum Gaado Mera Gaan Amar Ho Jaye
mere varn varn vishrinkhal
charan charan bharmaye
goonj goonj kar mitne waale
maine geet banaye
hook ho gayi kook gagan ki
kokil ke kanthon par
tum gaado mera gaan amar ho jaye
tum gaado mera gaan amar ho jaye
sundar aur asundar jag mein
maine kya na saraha
itni mamta maye duniya mein
mai keval anchaha
dekhu ab kiski rukti hai
aa mujhpar abhilasha
tum rakhlo mera maan amar ho jaye
tum gaado mera gaan amar ho jaye
jab jab jag ne kar faelaya
maine kosh lutaya
rank hua mai nij nidhi khokar
jagti ne kya paya
bhet na jisme mai kuchh khou
par tum sab kuchh pao
tum le-lo mera daan amar ho jaye
tum ga do mera gaan amar ho jaye
dukh se jeevan beeta
phir bhi shesh abhi kuchh rehta
jeewan ki antim ghadiyon mein
bhi tumse yah kehta
sukh ki ek saans par hota
hai amaratva nichhavar
tum chhoolo mera pran amar ho jaye
tum gaado mera gaan amar ho jaye
nice work
keep it up
i wrote those lines as i remember them
some words could be wrong, i read it 6 yrs ago.
if you have a version that is different, please post it here.
helloooo ….
would u plzzzzz….. send me the lyrics of ….. mele me guzariya or its ….audio link ,….???
helloo dear hindi speakers
I am 27-y male from pakistan prsently in UK studying in bath university england. I like this poem. I have tried to read this as i am new to devanagri script, currently learning devanagri script. Could anyone please write this poetry in english so that i can read it. It will also help me to learn the devanagri script. Ya, you are serving your language by teaching me the devanagri script.
Danayvaad/shukriya
Salman Marri
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
जिस दिन मेरी चेतना जगी मैंने देखा
मैं खड़ा हुआ हूँ इस दुनिया के मेले में,
हर एक यहाँ पर एक भुलाने में भूला
हर एक लगा है अपनी अपनी दे-ले में
कुछ देर रहा हक्का-बक्का, भौचक्का-सा,
आ गया कहाँ, क्या करूँ यहाँ, जाऊँ किस जा?
फिर एक तरफ से आया ही तो धक्का-सा
मैंने भी बहना शुरू किया उस रेले में,
क्या बाहर की ठेला-पेली ही कुछ कम थी,
जो भीतर भी भावों का ऊहापोह मचा,
जो किया, उसी को करने की मजबूरी थी,
जो कहा, वही मन के अंदर से उबल चला,
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
मेला जितना भड़कीला रंग-रंगीला था,
मानस के अन्दर उतनी ही कमज़ोरी थी,
जितना ज़्यादा संचित करने की ख़्वाहिश थी,
उतनी ही छोटी अपने कर की झोरी थी,
जितनी ही बिरमे रहने की थी अभिलाषा,
उतना ही रेले तेज ढकेले जाते थे,
क्रय-विक्रय तो ठण्ढे दिल से हो सकता है,
यह तो भागा-भागी की छीना-छोरी थी;
अब मुझसे पूछा जाता है क्या बतलाऊँ
क्या मान अकिंचन बिखराता पथ पर आया,
वह कौन रतन अनमोल मिला ऐसा मुझको,
जिस पर अपना मन प्राण निछावर कर आया,
यह थी तकदीरी बात मुझे गुण दोष न दो
जिसको समझा था सोना, वह मिट्टी निकली,
जिसको समझा था आँसू, वह मोती निकला।
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
मैं कितना ही भूलूँ, भटकूँ या भरमाऊँ,
है एक कहीं मंज़िल जो मुझे बुलाती है,
कितने ही मेरे पाँव पड़े ऊँचे-नीचे,
प्रतिपल वह मेरे पास चली ही आती है,
मुझ पर विधि का आभार बहुत-सी बातों का।
पर मैं कृतज्ञ उसका इस पर सबसे ज़्यादा -
नभ ओले बरसाए, धरती शोले उगले,
अनवरत समय की चक्की चलती जाती है,
मैं जहाँ खड़ा था कल उस थल पर आज नहीं,
कल इसी जगह पर पाना मुझको मुश्किल है,
ले मापदंड जिसको परिवर्तित कर देतीं
केवल छूकर ही देश-काल की सीमाएँ
जग दे मुझपर फैसला उसे जैसा भाए
लेकिन मैं तो बेरोक सफ़र में जीवन के
इस एक और पहलू से होकर निकल चला।
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
this is very nice poem i think because she cover all the field of life
Is Paar, Priye Madhu hai Tum Ho,
Us Paar Na Jane Kya Hoga!
yah Chaand Udit Hokar Nabh Main
Kuchh Taap Miatata Jivan Ka,
Lahera-Lahera Yah Shakhayen
Kuchh Shok Bhula detin Man Ka
Kal Murjhane Wali Kalian
Hanskar kahatin Hain Magan Raho,
BulBul Taru Ki Phunagi Par Se
Sandesh Sunati Yovan Ka,
Tum Dekar madira ka pyalaa
Mera Man Bahala deti ho,
Us Paar Mujhe Bahlane ka
Upchaar NA jane Kya Hoga,
Is Paar, Priye Madhu hai Tum Ho,
Us Paar Na Jane Kya Hoga!
…………..I like this poem very much
plz sir/madam
i need hindi pallavan in details the topic is
jahan na pahuche ravi waha pahuche kavi
send my email id as soon as possible
regards
rashmi
GAJENDRA THAKUR Says:
April 29, 2008 at 1:29 pm
Jayaji,
I came through your blog and am humbly inviting to write for ‘VIDEHA’at http://www.videha.co.in/ Ist Maithili Fortnightly e Magazine. You can send your rachna/alochna to ggajendra@videha.co.in/ or ggajendra@yahoo.co.in/
Sheeghra uttarak pratyasha me.
GAJENDRA THAKUR
“you’r all collections are great”
Thanks a lot, its such a pleasure reading all these poems again from my school days. Reminiscence is all I am left with
a wonderful poem that relates to everybody’s life… no word to express how good it is.
regards
I am also maithili story writer. And I very like that poem.
…………………………..MADHUSHALA……………………………….
mridu bhawa ke anguro ki
aaj bana laya haala,
priyetum , apne haatho se
aaj pilaunga pyaala ,
pehle bhog laga lu tera
fir prasad jag payega ;
sabse pehle tera swagat
karti meri madhusha /
madiralay jaane ko ghar se
chalta hai peene waala ,
‘ kis path se jau ?’ asmanjas
mai hai vah bhola bhala ,
alag alag path batlaate sab ,
per mai yeh batlata hu -
‘ raah pakad tu ek chala chal ,
pa jayega madhushala ‘
dharmgrantha sab jala chuki hai
jiske antar ki jwala ,
mandir , masjid , girje sabko
tod chala jo matwaala,
pandit , momin , padariyo ke
fande ko jo kaat chuka ,
kar sakti hai aaj ussi ka
swagat meri madhushala /
baji na mandir mai ghariyali ,
chadhi na pratima per maala ,
baitha apne bhavan muazin
dekar masjid mai taala ,
lutte khazane narpatiyo ke ,
giri gadhi ki diwaare ,
rahe mubarak peene waala,
bani rahe yeh madhushala /
bade bade parivaar mite yo ,
ek na ho rone waala ,
ho jaaye sunsaan mehal we ,
jaha thirakti surbala ,
rajya ulat jaaye bhupo ki
bhagya laxmi so jaaye ,
jage rahe peene waale ,
jaga karegi madhushala /
ek baras mai ek baar hi
jagti holi ki jwala,
ek baar hi lagti baaji
jalti deepo ki maala ,
duniyawaalo kintu kisi din
aa madiralay mai dekho ,
din ko holi , raat diwaali ,
roj manati madhushala /
bani rahe angur lataye
jinse milti hai hala ,
bani rahe wo mitti jisse
banta hai madhu ka pyala ,
bani rahe vah madeer pipaasa
tripta na jo hona jaane ,
bane rahe ve peene waale ,
bani rahe vah madhushala /
musalmaan au hindu hai do ,
ek magar unka pyaala ,
ek magar unka madiralay ,
ek magar unki hala ,
dono rehte ek na jab tak
mandir , masjid
mail karati madhushala /
apne yug mai sabko anupam
gyaat hui apni haala ,
apne yug mai sabko adbhut
gyaat hua apna pyaala ,
fir bhi vridho se jab pucha
ek yahi uttar paaya ,
ab na rahe ve peene waale ,
ab na rahi vah MADHUSHALA…./
regards ,
priyanka
My kids r studing in 2nd standard ICSE sylabus in mUscat , they need 2/3 hindi poems , can u help me where to find it or is it possible to mail me
marvelus no words to express i have studies this poetry book for my BA hindi and hats off to u sir
bhaiyon 1 baat bataiye aap sab kavita premion ko hindi me likhne main kyon shram aati hai???
Bahut khoob!!!!
to,papa
this is awonderful poem just for you.
from,raja
find all the poem of Harivansh Rai @ http://www.getpoetry.wordpress.com
it is really boring i hate hindi
bkvas poem all of them
studied sensless poems
जीवन की आपाधापी में :-
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
जिस दिन मेरी चेतना जगी मैंने देखा
मैं खड़ा हुआ हूँ इस दुनिया के मेले में,
हर एक यहाँ पर एक भुलाने में भूला
हर एक लगा है अपनी अपनी दे-ले में
कुछ देर रहा हक्का-बक्का, भौचक्का-सा,
आ गया कहाँ, क्या करूँ यहाँ, जाऊँ किस जा?
फिर एक तरफ से आया ही तो धक्का-सा
मैंने भी बहना शुरू किया उस रेले में,
क्या बाहर की ठेला-पेली ही कुछ कम थी,
जो भीतर भी भावों का ऊहापोह मचा,
जो किया, उसी को करने की मजबूरी थी,
जो कहा, वही मन के अंदर से उबल चला,
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
मेला जितना भड़कीला रंग-रंगीला था,
मानस के अन्दर उतनी ही कमज़ोरी थी,
जितना ज़्यादा संचित करने की ख़्वाहिश थी,
उतनी ही छोटी अपने कर की झोरी थी,
जितनी ही बिरमे रहने की थी अभिलाषा,
उतना ही रेले तेज ढकेले जाते थे,
क्रय-विक्रय तो ठण्ढे दिल से हो सकता है,
यह तो भागा-भागी की छीना-छोरी थी;
अब मुझसे पूछा जाता है क्या बतलाऊँ
क्या मान अकिंचन बिखराता पथ पर आया,
वह कौन रतन अनमोल मिला ऐसा मुझको,
जिस पर अपना मन प्राण निछावर कर आया,
यह थी तकदीरी बात मुझे गुण दोष न दो
जिसको समझा था सोना, वह मिट्टी निकली,
जिसको समझा था आँसू, वह मोती निकला।
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
मैं कितना ही भूलूँ, भटकूँ या भरमाऊँ,
है एक कहीं मंज़िल जो मुझे बुलाती है,
कितने ही मेरे पाँव पड़े ऊँचे-नीचे,
प्रतिपल वह मेरे पास चली ही आती है,
मुझ पर विधि का आभार बहुत-सी बातों का।
पर मैं कृतज्ञ उसका इस पर सबसे ज़्यादा -
नभ ओले बरसाए, धरती शोले उगले,
अनवरत समय की चक्की चलती जाती है,
मैं जहाँ खड़ा था कल उस थल पर आज नहीं,
कल इसी जगह पर पाना मुझको मुश्किल है,
ले मापदंड जिसको परिवर्तित कर देतीं
केवल छूकर ही देश-काल की सीमाएँ
जग दे मुझपर फैसला उसे जैसा भाए
लेकिन मैं तो बेरोक सफ़र में जीवन के
इस एक और पहलू से होकर निकल चला।
जीवन की आपाधापी में कब वक़्त मिला
कुछ देर कहीं पर बैठ कभी यह सोच सकूँ
जो किया, कहा, माना उसमें क्या बुरा भला।
bachhan was a legend in the arena of hindi poetry .his each line reflects nothing but purity and reality that is expressible by a few extraordinary people,bacchan was among whom.
i would like to show the surfers one of my own creations
mujhko mera akshat ekakipan de do
thi anjan khanakti ahton se jo deewarein,
unhin deewaron se ghira mera woh soona angan de do.
mujhko mera akshat ekakipan de do.
varsha ki madak boondon se ab tak main bekhabar tha
tere sath hi pehli dafa dekha woh sukhad sheetal amber tha
hath pakad kar is fuhar mein laane waale ruk jao ,
jane se pehle mera woh sookha wala saawan de do.
mujhko mera akshat ekakipan de do.
bhavon ki bhoolbhulaiya se tha na koi sarokar mera
jad kadmon mein gati dene wale,kaise chuka paoonga abhar tera
anjan rahon pe lakar mujhko dishaheen pare karna,
pehle mere wahi purane anchhuye pagbandhan de do.
mujhko mera akshat ekekipan de do.
bachchan ji ki har line antar tak uttar jati hi, kash mai unse mil paata
ve hamesha jinda rahenge apni krati ke madhyam se
i like bachchan creation
\maine sabse pahele inki hi kratiya padhi hai i like very much………….
kash ye waqt unke hath me hota to sayad unki aur kratiya hame milte………..
[...] जीवन की आपाधापी में [...]
Great Collection
i want full imformation of Harivansh Rai Bachchan
because i have project in my school
RESEARCH SCHOLAR
TRANSLATION OF
THE STORY OF DR. SUDARSHAN VASHISHTHA
ENTITLED ` DOCTOR SAAB`
BY DR. RAM SHARMA
Once there was a professor named Dr. Badriprashad Pandey .He has been suffering from diabeties from the last fifteen years. He has been hungry to read various researches. Today, this thing is in vogue that usually medical doctors do not call themselves as doctors.but the professors of university call themselves as doctors.and even their friends are called doctors whether they are patients inplace of doctors.
There remains a large queue before any medical doctor but none goes to the professors of universities.The patient can search the medical doctor whether he is sitting in the narrow street.The university belogs to the world but no one comes there.There are only ten to twelve students in post-graduate classes.They seldom come.In place of hearing boring lectures , they like to take cold drinks.in the canteen. These so called doctors becomes free after one or two vacant periods. They have so much of spare time that they are able to decide what to do. Some takes part in politics, some opens their coaching centres. Some wait for invitation from other universities for guest lectures or evaluation.of copies. Some wait for their invitation of keynote address of any programme. The universities have become centre of learening or practicing politics.
Some patient come to them who have the disease of research. If the patient takes interest ,then he has to pay all the fee.
Such was Dr. Badriprashad Pandey.If we take the name of literarture then comes the name of Pandey ji , if criticism or research come then again the name of Padeyji comes.
It was by chance a student to pursue research came to him. He came in his clinic .He had ardent desire to do something new.Doctor Saab advised him to search how many authors have been researched. How many researches have been accomplished in how many topics. You should remember that a subject can be presented in other way. That sudent was new and he couldn`t understand this trick. He searched all the researches that were available in the university. He checked all the lists. He couldn`t get anything .He was confused to select a topic. At last he was defeated in his efforts to select a research topic.
He came to Dr. Badriprashad Pandey and said,
“ Sir, I couldn`t get anything even consulting all the lists of researches .Their is no clue as how many researches have been done. I am lost in ignorance. Please show me the way.“
“ Stop, this futile effort and do research on Mohan Rakesh `
“ But, Sir , various researches have been completed on Mohan Rakesh.and there is a long list `
“ You should pursue socio-economic theory on Mohan Rakesh `
“ But Sir, this would be a very difficult subject .It would be easy to pursue research on the stories, plays or novels of Rakesh.`
“No, no—- enough research has been done on stories, plays or novels of Mohan Rakesh. Now this age is to know the sociological or economical background of the society..The age of literature has gone.`
` But , Sir , this perspective is not there in his works`
“ Then search in his life.Go to the places where he worked and take the experiences where he worked.“
“The researches went from one place to another and again returned after six months with the material.
` Sir, I have collected all the material`
“ You, fool, this reasech will be easily done in this university. Sit in this library and you have to do only cutting and pasting..Write your two lines after this cut and paste`
That scholar also brought a bag full of apples.
Pandey ji said ,
“ Son, do one thing .Copy the theory of Amritya Sen and write the name of Mohan Rakesh at several places. Give the bibliography in the end. None reads the thesis .They only wait for the amount and sweets for sending the favourable reports about the research “
And do one more thing , please help the madam in cutting the apples and purchase of vegetables.Please bring two good shawls next time.
The research scholar went towards the library to pursue his research.
CHILDHOOD MEMORIES
BY DR. RAM SHARMA
C-26, SHRADHAPURI PHASE2, KANKERKHERA, MEERUT, U.P., INDIA-250001
I still remember my childhood,
Love, affection and chide of my mother,
Weeping in a false manner,
Playing in the moonlight,
Struggles with cousins and companions,
Psuedo-chide of my father,
I still have everything with me,
But i miss,
Those childhood memories
2 OCTOPUS
Man has become octopus,
entangled in his own clutches,
fallen from sky to earth,
new foundation was made,
of rituals, customs and manners,
tried to come out of the clutches,
but not
waiting for doom`s day
YEARS
Years,
passed,
of this century,
in the hope,
era has changed,
to see something new,
perhaps,
everything will be changed,
but what happens with thinking,
do something positive
it will take years,
to build
COMPLAIN
I am tired,
of callling,
i am finding none,
to come with me,
none is hearing me,
hearts have been locked,
windows of ears have been closed,
its my fate,
pain is my destiny,
i have no complain,
towards anyone
Agar aisa kahoon, ki Bacchhan jee ki wajai se hi mera kavita-sansar me aagman hua, to galat nahi hoga. 11th class main tha, jab unki kavita padi, ‘is paar priye tum ho madhu hai, us paar na jaane kya hoga’, itne saalon ke baad bhi ab tak jubaan par hai.
Prabhatsardwal.blogspot.com
Hi Prabhat,
Same case is with me. I am also inspired by the poem- is paar priye madhu hai tum ho… It is awesome!!
my father like bachhan very much
bachhan ki yah kavita yatharth ko bayan karti hai. wastav me aaj kisi ke paas samay nahi ki wah kuch soch sake
so baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad collection of comments
मंत्रमुग्ध कर देने वाली और जीवन का निचोड बताने वाली यह कविता खुद पूज्य बच्चन जी ने बरसों पहले मुझे अपने आवास 13, विलिंग्डन क्रीसेट के लॉन में बैठकर सुनाई थी। कवि के सामने मैं अकेला श्रोता था। मैंने कविता टेप कर ली थी। जिसे आज भी कभी कभी सुनकर पुरानी यादों में लौट जाता हूं।
jeevan ke sangharshon mein ek prerna ban theher gayin hain babuji ki kavitayen