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Friday, April 16, 2010

मेरा नेहू

मेरा नेहू, संस्थान महान है

जब जब सूरज उगता है
जब जब चाँद निकलता है 
जैसे जैसे, किरण बड़े
दिन के तेवर और चड़े
कल-कल, थल-थल, बूँद गिरें 
नदी, झील, तालाब भरें 
ऋतुओं का परिवर्तन, एक मेहमान है 
मेरा नेहू, संस्थान महान है
















बंद रखो मुंह, आंखें खोलो
कर्ण-प्रिय भाषा ही बोलो 
आपस मे दीवारें कम हों 
हाथ मिलाकर दिल को टटोलो.
जैसा हों बस, हों जाने दो 
लेकिन दिल मत खो जाने दो 
रिश्तो में इतनी दूरी क्यों 
हल कर लूं इस एक प्रश्न को 
जीवन का बस एक यही अरमान है 
मेरा नेहू, संस्थान महान है.

भिन्न-भिन्न पौधों को सींचें 
भिन्न संस्कृतियों को भींचे
हर कोने का प्रतिनिधित्व है 
हर इक का अपना अस्तित्व है.
देश का कोना-कोना बोले 
समतल बोले, हिमतल बोले 
फिर भी भेदभाव क्यों इनमें 
मुझको तो लगता है जैसे 
मेरा नेहू, इक लघु हिंदुस्तान है 
सबका नेहू, संस्थान महान है.

पूरब से पश्चिम को देखा 
उत्तर-दक्खिन खींची रेखा 
सीमाओं से परे हटाकर 
मानवता का दर्पण देखा.
प्यार दिखाकर बैर भी देखा 
हंसकर देखा, रोकर देखा 
सबकी आँख, भिगोकर देखा 
बिन टांगों का जोकर देखा 
मिटकर देखा, मिटते देखा 
वाक् युद्ध मे, पिटते देखा 
जुड़ते देखे, कुड़ते देखे 
सही मोड़ पर  मुडते देखे 
ऐसा देखा, वैसा देखा 
बिन मूल्यों का पैसा देखा 
छोटे देखे, मोटे देखे 
बिन पैंदे के, लोटे देखे 
लम्बे देखे, पतले देखे 
कुछ सिक्कों पर मचले देखे 
रोते देखा, हंसते देखा 
जंजालों में, फंसते देखा
खाते देखे, पीते देखे
मर-मर कर भी  जीते देखे
झूठे देखे, सच्चे देखे 
सबसे प्यारे, बच्चे देखे 
बच्चे रोशन करें नाम को 
मेरा एक छोटा सा यह अरमान है 
उनका नेहू , संस्थान महान है .

नेहू का , नेहुटा देखा 
बिन फादर का बेटा देखा 
इन्टरनेट का एक्शन देखा 
नेहुटा का इलेक्शन देखा. 
क्लास पदाते, टीचर देखे 
उनके अच्छे, फ्यूचर देखे 
कभी नहीं हड़तालें देखीं 
नहीं चडाते मालें देखीं.
बिल्डिंग देखी, सड़के देखीं 
बिना बात पर, भड़कें देखीं.
इसका देखा, उसका देखा
नेहू ब्रांड का चस्का देखा.
लडते और लड़ाते देखे 
पड़ते और पदाते देखे 
करते और छिपाते देखे 
लिखते और छपाते देखे.
मेरा अनुभव सारा सपना
इसका-उसका, मेरा अपना.
मिलकर रहना, खिलकर रहना
काम करें तो पिलकर रहना.
जीता देखा, हारा देखा
बिन गिनती का पहाड़ा देखा 
सब कुछ देखा, कुछ ना देखा 
आँख खोलकर सपना देखूं 
ऐसी क्या श्रोत्रिय की झूठी शान है 
मेरा नेहू , संस्थान महान है ,
उनका नेहू, संस्थान महान है,
सबका नेहू, संस्थान महान है ….

(18th July 2009, House no L 57, nehu campus, Shillong: Meghalaya)
Tomorrow is nehu foundation day and I have been asked to recite a poem, so this composition took birth…. Thanx to all those events, individuals and objects which have inspired me to compose this.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

NEW LIFE

Dying,
with an expectation of
New life.

Life,
not a sign of death.
Without its fear and fancy.
Imagining
Life after Death.
Hoping it, to be better
than the present one.

Depending on better tomorrow.
Tomorrow –
always better than today.
Today –
Always better than yesterday.
Past –
Present –
And Future.
When
Death would be Past,
And the Life
Present,
I would wake up,
for that
Fresh beginning of Life.

Life,
which would be unperishable,
but not be so revealing.
Life,
which would be undramatic,
but not be so relieving.
Life, which would be uncrowdy,
but not be so lonely,
So disturbing.


(2nd Dec 1998 – 2:40pm
Exam duty in MPH with Ganguli)

PAST CANNOT STAY

It is not that
the Sun would stop lighting
and stars would stop shining.
It is not that
the warmth would cause uneasiness
or the cold would cause more pleasure.

Past can not stay!
Realising this truth - I say,
living in Present -
with pretended satisfaction
and unwilling happiness,
that -
this would give us
light in the day.

Not that my intentions are calculated,
not a penny of that (as a matter of fact).
The devastation of
the Mother Nature would
guide our way to Future.
The Future -
- a cold wave,
- a reaction of an action,
- falling of the blooming flowers
- and shaking of the Earth,
no dearth.
Till when?

The Future –
plantations –
an effort to begin life,
upholding the stem
to the deepest possible corner
without a slightest murmur,
Till when?

Sure -
Past cannot stay!
more than its due age.
past cannot become future,
irrespective of the behaviour of
the Mother Nature.

But sure,
future has to become past,
in all the regions,
and in all the nations.
Please No Miscalculations.

Believe it –
past cannot stay!
Bulls would keep on fighting,
dogs would keep on barking,
birds would not stop chirping,
crows would not stop crowing.

Everybody would keep on working,
every work would go on.
Eating, sleeping, washing, Cleaning,
and so on.

People would grow old,
rain, summer and cold.
It would grow,
whatever we sow.

But still I say -
past cannot stay!

Listening to the pompous voices,
using jargons without choices.
need for an attitudinal change
and a step towards cultural exchange.
Angles of wishes
and salutations.
Habitual of living in
so called rich past,
rich for it’s compelled obedience,
and supportive fence.
Rich for being land-locked,
and not being blocked.
All open
anything anytime,
everything everytime.
All the way,
just think
can Past Stay?

Past cannot become Present.
Present –
taller trees,
polluted rivers,
wider roads,
diluted covers.
Medicated filtered water,
for so called better life
and better future.
Procrastinating the arrival of tomorrow.
Flowering ideas and vision,
hippocratic behaviour and mission.
Smiling face
while keeping crying heart.
Showing happiness
while being sad.
Claiming bachelor-hood
while being Dad.
Till when?
Till then –
I say –
Even present cannot stay!
Present can never be future.
But when would future be Present?
Our own future
not very personal
but very selfless
and eternal.

(31st March 1999 - Exam duty in MPH with Antony. 9:30 to 11:45 am)