(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was 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 Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ The Priceless Silence…~”. 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) and his artwork.)
~ The Priceless Silence… ~
(ई-अभिव्यक्ति में 23 मई को प्रकाशित संजय जी की रचना – चुप्पियाँ से प्रेरित कविता (इंग्लिश और हिंदी वर्जन))
☆
Your silence
is exquisitely rare
The more you
keep your lips sealed,
the more
its worth keeps rising
I often wonder
what price
your silence commands now…
Will it
rise even further…?
And once again,
I wrapped myself
in a long silence…!
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~ अनमोल ख़ामोशी… ~
तुम्हारी ख़ामोशी
बहुत नायाब है
जितना तुम
लब सिले रहते हो
उतना ही
उसका मोल बढ़ता जाता है
हैरत होती है
कि तुम्हारी ख़ामोशी की क़ीमत अब
कितनी होगी
क्या ये अभी
और बढ़ेगी…?
मैंने एक बार फिर
लंबी ख़ामोशी
ओढ़ ली…!
(Inspired by Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj Ji’s poem चुप्पियाँ )
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was 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 Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ The Vanishing Steps…~”. 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) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was 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 Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ I Will Deny It All…~”. 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) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was 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 Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Echoes of Mortality…~”. 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) and his artwork.)
☆ श्री रविंद्रनाथ टागोर यांची “गीतांजली”… भाग – २१ ☆ डॉ. शोभना आगाशे ☆
श्री रविंद्रनाथ टागोर
निसर्गातील विविधता, आकर्षकता, चकित करणारे बदल जे क्षणोक्षणी, दिवसा रात्री, ऋतुनुसार, भौगोलिक परिस्थिती नुसार वेगवेगळे व बऱ्याचदा अनपेक्षित असतात, नेत्रसुखद असतात, मानवाच्या बुद्धीच्या, शक्तीच्या पलिकडचे असतात. हे बदल अनुभवताना साहजिकच ही निसर्ग निर्मिती करणाऱ्या शक्ती पुढे आपण नतमस्तक होतो. ‘हे असं का’ हा प्रश्न आपल्याला पडतो तसा तो टागोरांना देखील पडतो. पण आपण त्याची शास्त्रीय, भौगोलिक कारणं शोधण्याचा प्रयत्न करतो पण टागोरांचे हळुवार कवी मन वेगळाच विचार करतं ज्याने आपण चकित होतो.
हे सगळं नेमकं असंच का आणि कसं? म्हणजे फुलात इतके रंग का? फुलांमध्ये मकरंद का? फळात गोड रस का? समुद्राच्या लाटांना गाज का? पानांना सळसळ का? याची उत्तरं त्यांना लहान मुलांकडे पाहिल्यावर मिळतात. या सगळ्या गोष्टींचा संबंध लहान मुलांच्या आनंदाशी असल्याचा त्यांना साक्षात्कार होतो म्हणजे अचानकच हा विचार त्यांच्या मनात चमकून जातो आणि मग त्यांच्या कवी मनाला त्यातली सगळी संगती उलगडत जाते. आणि या कविता वाचल्यावर आपल्याला पूर्णपणे पटतं की, “जे न देखे रवी, ते देखे कवी”
ते म्हणतात, रंगीत वस्तू बघितली की मुलांना खूप आनंद होतो म्हणून देवानं निसर्गात रंग निर्माण केले. गोड खाऊ मिळाला की मुलं खुश होतात म्हणून त्यानं मकरंद निर्माण केला, फळांमध्ये निरनिराळे रस निर्माण केले. मुलांना गाणी खूप आवडतात त्यावर ती आपसुकच नृत्य करायला लागतात. त्यासाठीच देवानं सूर निर्माण केले, पानांच्या सळसळीतून, समुद्राच्या लाटांमधून! निसर्गाची कोमलता आणि लहान बाळाची कोमलता यात काही नातं असलं पाहिजे असं टागोरांना वाटतं.
त्यांना असेही कांहीं प्रश्न पडतात की लहान मुलाच्या पापणीत नीज कुठून येत असेल? किंवा झोपेत बाळ कां हसत असेल? बाळाच्या अंगाची मऊ, लुसलुशीत, टवटवी कशी निर्माण होत असेल? ह्या सगळ्या प्रश्नांची उत्तरे टागोरांना निसर्गात सापडतात. याबाबतीत तर त्यांच्या कल्पना भन्नाट आहेत. आपण अशा कल्पना करूच शकणार नाही.
रानात, काजव्याच्या प्रकाशात, लाजाळूच्या दोन कळ्या डुलत असतात; तिथून नीज येते आणि बाळाची पापणी चुंबून जाते.
तसंच शरदामध्ये चंद्राचे किरण पावसाळी मेघांना स्पर्श करतात आणि त्यामुळे दंव पडतं. या दंवाच्या वर्षावामध्ये उषा नहाते. त्यावेळी तिला स्वप्न पडतं. त्या स्वप्नात बाळाचं झोपेतलं हास्य जन्म घेतं. आणि मग उषा काय करते, ते हास्य अलगद बाळाच्या गालावर ठेवते.
मऊ लुसलुशी मात्र त्यांच्या मते आईच्या तारुण्यात, तिच्या हृदयातल्या हळुवार प्रेमातूनच निर्माण होते आणि ती बाळाला गर्भातच मिळते. आहेत ना कधी न ऐकलेल्या कल्पना!
टागोरांचं मन किती संवेदनशील असेल की, त्यांना इतक्या नाजूक हळुवार कल्पना सुचाव्यात!
अशा निसर्गाची स्तुती करणं, भक्ती करणं, त्याच्यात एकरूप होऊन जाणं, हे सुद्धा सृजनाच्या निर्मिती मागचं अध्यात्मच आहे. यातून एक जाणवतं ना की, परमात्म्याच्या अस्तित्वाची जाणिव होण्यासाठी कुठल्याही अध्यात्मिक अनुभवाची गरज नाही फक्त या लहान मुलांमध्ये समरस झालात की तुम्हाला त्यांच्यातच देव दिसतो, निसर्ग दिसतो. आणि आपण त्या निर्मात्यासमोर नतमस्तक होतो.
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☆ गीत : ६१ ☆
THE sleep that flits on baby’s eyes ⎯ does anybody know from where it comes? Yes,
there is a rumour that it has its dwelling where, in the fairy village among shadows of the
forest dimly lit with glow-worms, there hang two timid buds of enchantment. From there it comes to kiss baby’s eyes.
The smile that flickers on baby’s lips when he sleeps ⎯ does anybody know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumour that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the dream of
a dew-washed morning ⎯ the smile that flickers on baby’s lips when he sleeps.
The sweet, soft freshness that blooms on baby’s limbs ⎯ does anybody know where it was hidden so long? Yes, when the mother was a young girl it lay pervading her heart in
tender and silent mystery of love ⎯ the sweet, soft freshness that has bloomed on
WHEN I bring to you coloured toys, my child, I understand why there is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints ⎯ when I give coloured
toys to you, my child.
When I sing to make you dance I truly know why there is music in leaves, and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening earth ⎯ when I sing to make you dance.
When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands I know why there is honey in the cup of
the flower and why fruits are secretly filled with sweet juice ⎯ when I bring sweet things to your greedy hands.
When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling, I surely understand what the
pleasure is that streams from the sky in morning light, and what delight that is which the
summer breeze brings to my body ⎯ when I kiss you to make you smile.
THOU hast made me known to friends whom I knew not. Thou hast given me seats in
homes not my own. Thou hast brought the distant near and made a brother of the stranger.
I am uneasy at heart when I have to leave my accustomed shelter; I forget that there abides the old in the new, and that there also thou abidest.
Through birth and death, in this world or in others, wherever thou leadest me it is thou, the same, the one companion of my endless life who ever linkest my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar.
When one knows thee, then alien there is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer that I may never lose the bliss of the touch of the one in the play of the many.
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was 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 Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Unravelling…~”. 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) and his artwork.)
☆ What difference does it make? ☆ Hemant Bawankar ☆
(Poetry based on incident occurred on February 28, 2026, a missile strike destroyed the Shajareh Tayyebeh girls’ elementary school in Minab, southern Iran, killing 100+ people, most of them schoolgirls.)
Shshsh…shsh
Quiet… quiet…
Here sleep
more than a hundred small girls
who had set out to study.
They went to study…
but could’nt return
and
were put to sleep
in those small graves
in a terrifying graveyard…
From this,
the world’s remaining small girls
their relatives
and
humans unworthy of being called humans…
What difference does it make?
Those innocent girls
didn’t even know that…
What is a country?
What is a border?
What is religion?
What is race?
What is a friendly country?
and
What is an enemy country?
They believed that
the sun is one
the moon is one
and
this earth belongs to all.
Their entire world
started from home
and ended at school.
After eating-drinking, reading-writing
would get lost in parents’ embrace.
Then,
to whoever targeted
and fired a missile on their school…
What difference does it make?
We have become addicted
to watching wars on TV
like video games…
In this game of destruction
now we don’t see
schools and hospitals
cities anndd buildings
turning into ruins.
Luxurious peaceful lavish lives
getting buried
cities ruined
and
beautiful gardens
getting destroyed.
Now… children, men-women and elders
however, they live or die,
What difference does it make?
We had much to learn
Then what did we learn?
From rulers becoming dictators…
From Nagasaki’s atomic explosion…
From torture camps…
From gas chambers…
From gas tragedy…
From shadow of terror…
From poison of religious fanaticism…
From COVID pandemic…
From wars and massacres…
Now, to the hopeless maniacs…
What difference does it make?
The peace award – seeker of future
is perhaps sleeping somewhere…
Most people have turned indifferent
and rulers have gone mad…
It is necessary to remind them, as per poet Habib Jalib* —
The person who was seated on the throne here before you
He too had the same conviction of being God himself.
Explaining to them is impossible,
What difference does it make?
The flame of hope
has not been extinguished…
It wasn’t said without reason in Atharvaveda**.
“Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam”
“The whole world is one family”.
Therefore,
my words
are words without borders
which wherever they reach
reach carrying message of humanity
reach carrying message of peace.
Now don’t say that— from this
What difference does it make?
Difference does matter,
from message of peace and humanity…
Difference does matter…
Difference surely matters!
* Habib Jalib – A Pakistani Shayar and his shayari
तुम से पहले वो जो इक शख़्स यहाँ तख़्त-नशीं था उस को भी अपने ख़ुदा होने पे इतना ही यक़ीं था*
“Tum se pehle wo jo ik shakhs yahan takht-nashin tha,
Us ko bhi apne khuda hone pe itna hi yaqin tha.”
** Atharvaveda – The Atharvaveda is the fourth Veda among the four Vedas of Hinduism (Rigveda, Yajurveda, Samaveda, and Atharvaveda)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was 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 Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Self Apology…~”. 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) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was 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 Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Janani —the Creator…~”. 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) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was 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 Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Oblivion…~”. 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) and his artwork.)
~ The Priceless Silence… ~ 
इंद्रधनुष्य 
