Tuesday, January 31, 2012

शायर गुनगुना रहा था---------

In Class nine i had written these lines......
कोई शायर गुनगुनाता हुआ,अपने प्रेयसी की खोज में,इन पत्थरों से, इन वृक्षों से उसका पता पूछता है। ये हवाएँ,जो तटोँ पर अपने बहाव का मिजाज बना रही है। वादों और इरादों की कोई जगह नहीं। न पाबंदी न कोई शर्त। जिंदगी की रफ्तार से गुफ्तगु करती हुई। अपनी क्षमता को निरंतर छिलती हुई। निरंतर किसी अन्वेषण की चिराकांक्षा। जीवन कोई कविता नहीं, कोई कहानी नहीं,वो जिस्म और रूह का कतरा-कतरा, जर्द-जर्द पिघलते हुए, संघर्ष की अंतिम पूर्णाहुति है। प्रकृति की निश्छलता अपनी ध्वनि के साथ अहर्निश गति में शायर फिर गुनगुनाता है। कुछ छूटे हुए शब्दों की तलाश है,कुछ टूटे हुए वादों की कसक, बिना इंतजार किसी ‘फासलें बहार‘ का। अपने जीवन के सत्य को पूर्ण करने के लिए,अपने अधूरेपन को पूर्ण करने के लिए,दिशाओं की खाक छानता, जिज्ञासा व आश्चर्य के उच्छल तरंगों से घिरा। चिंतन व क्रिया की संधि पर समय का सेतु लिख रहा था। शायर गुनगुना रहा था----- दर्द की बारिकयाँ थीं, अनुभूति के रेशेदार छल्ले पर सृजन के दंभ की उद्घोषणा कर रहा था। पगडंडियों से उठती हुई,धूल की कहानियाँ,उसके मानस में स्वभाविक विकास का उत्थान कर रही थी,सत्य के कुछ टुकड़े बिखरे हुए थे। समय की हलक में दर्द चुभता था। प्रेयसी की स्मृति,उसके नयनों को, उसकी आदतों को,उसकी जरूरतों को कातर बना रही थी। नम आखों से वैश्विक उत्कर्ष की माँग कर रहा था। वह कर्त्तव्यों के साथ खड़ा हुआ अपने शिविर में जा रहा था, शायर गुनगुना रहा था। Vote for me now!

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Republic Day: Retentiveness


Since my infant I am a patriotic kind of chap. In my childhood, I celebrated Republic Day and Independence Day as a festival. I still remember my ecstasy for these days when I woke up at 4 A.M and without disturbing my mom I polished my shoes with special powder charcoal solution. I took bath with cold water on that chilly and serene morning and I wore my new white shirt and blue shorts. I kept Tiranga in my hand all day which gave me vehement feeling for my India. I extolled songs like “Mere desh ki dharti sona ugle ugle here moti” and I savored with Bengali confectioners’ Jalebi.

In my early age, I believed that India is the eminent and prosperous country and it provide a multicultural, multi-linguistic and multi-religious environment for 1 billion people. My civics teacher used to say that ‘India is the world's most populous democracy and parliamentary republic with multi-party system.’ Since then the word ‘republic’ has actualized deep impact on my emotional brain. But now my conjecture about India has been completely wiped out, only the reliance of word republic has been left with my emotional quotient.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Lost Inspiration

I had a nebulous idea that 'it will end one day', but I had never thought what I will do after that. Anyways, it has fallen apart. What next? I have no source of inspiration now, should I try to find out something or wait for you.
We have argued many times and resolved the strife by long conversation. This time we had no matter of contention, so what is the problem? Either you say or I will wait for God’s message. Is it fair that you are ignoring my 10 calls and 2-3 mails a day since last 29 days and 8 hours?
I came to Delhi to meet you and I waited in Barista near Botanical garden metro station for 4 hours with your favorite Chocolate Doughnut and Espresso Italiano but you didn’t show up. This was prescheduled meeting and I even messaged you, “I am waiting in Barista” which is 10 min walking distance from your new Noida sector 18 flat still you didn’t come. You can’t say you didn’t see my message because after that I changed my Facebook status relationship to single and you messaged within one minute “all boys are same”. You keep a watch on me but ignore my calls, messages and mail just to intrigue me.
I have not discussed any contemporary social and economic topic with anyone since you started to ignore me. My verdant college campus is full with crap word like VSRP, DAAD, JACS, NATURE, project, seminar the list goes long which never fascinated me. Some geeks and nerds get orgasm just after thinking about these words. I don’t want to be like them but the milieu is nagging me to be such a dork. This is my last message to you. Come back in my life or at least just say you are never going to come. You have 2 hours to decide before I start finding my new inspiration…… Vote for me now!