Category: Poetry

☆ संजय दृष्टि  ☆ विसंगति… ☆

मिलावट बीजों में है या

माटी ने रंग बदला है

सचमुच नहीं जानता मैं…,

अपनापन बो कर भी, ताउम्र

अकेलापन काटता रहा मैं…!

 

©  संजय भारद्वाज 

प्रातः 8:43 बजे 25.12.18

 

☆ Anomaly ☆

Soil itself has

changed its nature…_

I really don’t know …

Even after sowing the

seeds of oneness and kinship,

I faced the loneliness

the whole life,

Why.., I really don’t know…!

 

© Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. Presently, he is serving as Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. An alumnus of IIM Ahmedabad is involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.)

We present an English Version of Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra’s mesmerizing poem  “एहसासों की गठरी”.  We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit,  English and Urdu languages) for this awesome translation.)

Ms Neelam Saxena Chandra

(Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is a well-known author. She has been honoured with many international/national/ regional level awards. Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is  an Additional Divisional Railway Manager, Indian Railways, Pune Division.

एहसासों की गठरी भी

कभी-कभी खुल ही जाती है,

और तब गिरने लगते हैं एहसास

सूखे पत्तों की तरह

जिनकी मौजूदगी, बस, ख़त्म होने को ही है!

 

कहाँ सूखे पत्तों की ज़िंदगी फिर से

हरी और खूबसूरत हो सकती है?

उन्हें तो खूबसूरती ढूँढनी पड़ती है

बस अपने आखिरी लम्हों में-

कभी वो खुश होते हैं

उनको इतनी रंगीन दहर का हिस्सा बनने का

हसीन मौक़ा मिला,

कभी वो अपने आखिरी पलों का

लुत्फ़ उठाते हैं और बस यूँ ही

बिना किसी बात के मुस्कुरा देते हैं,

और फिर माफ़ करते हुए उन सबको

जिन्होंने उन्हें कभी ग़म दिया हो,

समा जाते हैं मिट्टी में!

 

कभी टटोलकर देख लेना

अपने एहसासों की गठरी-

और धीरे-धीरे, एक-एक करके

गिराते रहना यह पत्ते-

जब सारे पत्ते एक साथ गिरते हैं ना,

शजर दर्द से तिलमिला उठता है!

☆ Bundle of feelings…☆

 Sometimes the bundle of

feelings, bursts open with

an outpour of emotions,

like an incessant fall

of dried leaves,

whose life cycle is

just about to end…!

 

Can the dried leaves

ever be green again?

Can  their  life  be

beautiful  ever again?

As they realise their beauty

in  the  dying  moments

sans anxiety, delightfully

to be part of a sprightly

hued journey,

Ever grateful for the heavenly

fortune they chanced upon…!

 

Making the world colourful

till their last moments,

As they kept spreading

the happiness smilingly,

with myriad hues of autumn,

without uttering a word,

Forgiving them all,

who gave them pain,

As they merged merrily

in the soil below…!

 

Keep groping your

Bundle of feelings, too;

And, you too, keep dropping

leaves, one by one, slowly

Coz, when all the leaves

fall together,

The tree itself writhes in

agony, excruciatingly…!

 

© Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. Presently, he is serving as Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. An alumnus of IIM Ahmedabad is involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.)

We present an English Version of Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra’s mesmerizing poem  “चाँदनी”.  We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit,  English and Urdu languages) for this awesome translation.)

Ms Neelam Saxena Chandra

(Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is a well-known author. She has been honoured with many international/national/ regional level awards. Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is  an Additional Divisional Railway Manager, Indian Railways, Pune Division.

आसमान की चादर पर चांदनी

मस्त हो, इतरा रही थी,

उसकी ग़ज़ब सी नज़ाकत थी,

एक पाँव भी आगे बढ़ाती

तो हवा पायल बन खनक उठती,

और उसकी मुस्कान पर तो

सेंकडों लोग फ़िदा थे –

उनमें से एक उसका आशिक़

बेपरवाह समंदर भी था!

 

समंदर ने उससे कहा,

“बहुत मुहब्बत करता हूँ तुमसे!”

और वो चांदनी इठलाती हुई

उसकी आगोश में समा गयी!

 

चांदनी तो

यह भी न समझ पायी

कि उसका रूप ही बदल गया है

और वो हो गयी है क़ैद

समंदर के घेरे में…

वो तो उसे एक हसीं मकाँ समझ

खुश रहती!

 

यह तो उसने कई दिनों बाद जाना

कि शांत सा समंदर

दिखता कुछ और था

पर उसके मन में कुछ और था;

उसके मन के ऊफ़ान को देख,

और उसका यह बनावटी पहलू देख,

आज़ादी को तरसने लगी!

 

आज मैंने देर रात को देखा

वो करवा चौथ के दिन

पहुँच गयी थी वापस आसमान में

और फिर मुसकुरा रही थी!

 

Spirited moonlight,

in the lap of sky

Kept swaying galore!

Amazingly rollicking gait,

Even the swinging

movement of steps

Would make the wind blow like tinkling of sprightly anklets…

 

On her smile

were hundreds of

smitten people floored

and willing to die for…

Of which, one was,

the careless sea,

–an ardent lover!

 

The sea told her,

“I’m in love with you

and can’t live without you!”

And, the moonlight

flauntingly merged

into the hug of the sea…

 

Innocent moonlight,

Could not even understand

That her form has changed

And, she has been imprisoned

In the precincts of the sea…

Considering it

as her sweet home

She would remain happy!

 

But soon, she learnt

after a few days

That, apparently,

quiet looking sea

was something

else in reality;

She was petrified

To see the fury of

storms in his mind,

And, the conceited

artificiality of appearance,

She began to crave

for her freedom!

 

Today, I saw her again

late at night on the

day of Karva Chauth*

She had reached back

up in the sky

glowing with her

ever enchanting smile!

 

© Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM