साक्षात्कार

तारों के जंगल में अभियंता का घर 

अन्दर जाने के लिए घंटी बजायी

तो कहीं से आवाज़ आई

'स्वागत है '

आसपास कोई न था

तोह क्या यह मेरा भ्रम था 

नहीं साहब यह घंटी ही बोली थी

अभियंता के गहर की जो थी 

अन्दर जाने में लगा डर 

कहीं दरवाज़े ने हाथ मिलाया 

और खिड़की ने मुस्काया 

पर अपना प्रण हमे याद आया

आज उनसे मिलकर साक्षात्कार लेना ही था

भीतर का दृश्य बड़ा अदभुत था

न कुर्सी, न मेज़, न कालीन, न गलीचा था

कमरा ऐसे खली था जैसे किसी 

भिखारी की खाने की थाली था

हम आश्चर्य से थे दंग

तभी हमारा ध्यान हुआ भंग 

वहि आवाज़ हमारे परिचय की अभिलाषी थी

अपनी तारीफ़ में हमने बताया 

एक अख़बार से सम्बन्ध है 

यह कह कर हम हो गए चुप 

तभी एक द्वार खुला जिसके अन्दर अँधेरा था घुप्प 

हम धड़कते दिल से चल दिए उस ओर 

लगा कि पता बतने वाले ने हमे गलत दिया मोड़
चलते चलते पहुंचे जब हम एक स्थान
धड़ाम से गिरते चले गए जाने किस धाम
ईश्वर का हमने लिया नाम
अपने प्रिये जानो को किया अंतिम प्रणाम
सोच लिया था कि अब यह हमारा आखिरी समय है
लेकिन अभी हमारी जीवन यात्रा बची थी
शायद इसलिए भाग्य को हम पर कृपा हुई
और हमारे प्राणों की रक्षा हुई

हमारे सब्र का बांध बस अब टूटने ही वाला था 

यह कोई साक्षात्कार था या हमारे संपादक का प्रतिकार
आज बच गए तो  सबको देख लेगे
येही सोच कर हम आगे बढ़े थे
उस घडी को हम नहीं पाएंगे भूल
जिसको देख कर हम हर्ष से गए थे फूल
हमारे समक्ष वह कक्ष था जो अभियंता के अविष्कारों से भरा था

वह अभियंता तथा वैज्ञानिक भी थे 

परन्तु दिखते वह किसी  चिड़ियाघर के नमूने थे

उनकी आधी बातें तोह हमारे सर के ऊपर से निकल गयी दूर 

कितनी हमने लिखी कितनी कानों के सफ़र से बहार हो गयी 

हम उनके अविष्कारों को समझने में असमर्थ थे

और वह हमारी इस विवशता से अनभिज्ञ थे

जब उनसे लिया गया समय हुआ समाप्त 

तो हमे खुली हवा में जाने का सुख होने वाला था प्राप्त 

हम फिर उसी राह से लौटने पर घबराये 

और अनुरोध कर एक दुसरे मार्ग का पता पाए 

पर वह मार्ग तोह पहले से अधिक यम का दूत था

हम वहां से बहार कैसे आये यह हमारी बहादुरी का सबूत था

मन ही मन राम को करते प्रणाम 

कुछ बाते हमने मन में ली ठान

सबसे पहले अपने संपादक से लेंगे इस विश्वासघात का सार

फिर समाचार पत्र की इस नौकरी का करेंगे तिरस्कार 

और जीवन में अब कभी किसी अभियंता का न लेंगे साक्षात्कार 

Written in 1995.

( Was completely blank this month about which poem to write, so dug out an old poem to share. One of my very few Hindi poems. Had written it in class IX and it was published in the school magazine also. Till next time ..प्रणाम :) )

 

Surrender and you win..

She slips through your grasp,
Making you wonder when she will come back.
She eludes and evades all ensnares,
Mocking at your weak attempts to entice her.
She peeks from behind clouds of dreams,
Muddling your thoughts and making you mad.
She runs and laughs, stops and giggles,
Mischievous like a naughty girl.
Surrendering to her tantrums is the last resort you think..,
May be she accepts your defeat and takes your head as a prize.
She sneaks in quietly, still lurking furtively in the corridors of your hazy thoughts,
Making sure you have given up the fight to take her over.
She likes to conquer you see,
Make her fight and she quietly withdraws.
Sleep believes in nonviolence and pacifist ways, thats why;
Me, you and everyone waits for that peaceful sleep.

Written on 21st April, 2011.

(Sleep the elusive slippery smart customer.. never comes when you most need it ..and completely abandons  you when you will it to come or make an effort to have her.. surrender , beg and give up the fight then she comes .. The blog completed its two years, two days ago on 19th April.. so a double post to celebrate it !! Thank you for reading .. until later..Sleep Well !!!! :) )

Hain Kya Hua ..Kya Hua .. ??

Hain Kya Hua ..kya hua ..

Ekakani Natak ..

Jagah: Ek colony ke park ki bench par

Patra : 2 adher umar ke vyakti jo har baat pe gyan dete hain aur dikhate hain ki who kitna jaante hain ..

Samay: Sham ek yahi 7 baj rahe hain

Patra 2: bathe kuch soch rahe hain ..unke chehre par sawaal ke sign ..

Patra 1: unki oor aate hue ..ruk kar bolte hain ..

Patra 1 : hain kya hua ?

Patra 2  :    kya hua?

Patra 1: yeh sawaalon se bhare chehre ka matlab ?

Patra 2 : dimag ki batti gul hai  kuch vichar nahin aa rahe

Patra 1 : ohh ho accha accha power supply down hai lagta .. power station check kariye

 Patra 2 : haan major fault hai udhar govt ko tax nahin dene se power ban ho gaya hai poore rajya ka

Patra 1 : tax bahriye zurmane ke saath.. kuch rishwat khilaye , power aa jayige

Patra 2: khilane ke liye to nahin hai.. pila sakte hain

P1 : aree toh pila hi dijiye

P2 : par soch rahe the koi gair-paramparik urja source par kyun nahin dhyan kendrit kiya jaye

P1: aree pehle asal wali power toh layiee phir ..gair paramparik urja par kaam kariye

  insaan saans toh lega na bhala khaye kuch bhi

P2: nahin aap sochen jab amrika ne humare nuclear test ke baad ban lagaya tha to humne bahut creativity dikhayi thi aur self-sustaain ho gaye the ...aap atalji se pooch le

 P1: yeh acchi baat nahi hai ..  jo baat ho woh aap secular non secular par laa ke khada kar dete hain ..

P2 :baat to emergency se shuru hoti hai

P1: baat tab shuru hoti hai ki jab gandhiji ne calutta mein staygarha kiya tha dange rokne ke liye

 P2:  main to kehta hoon yahan bhi reinessance jaisa kuch hona chahiye.. ye lokpal ek achhi shuruat hai..rom rom me rome bas sakta hai yahan bhi

(P1 khudte hue mann mein sochte hain..accha abhi itaaly se wapas aaye toh shaan dikha rahe.. abhi batata huun )

 P1: dekha yeh italy ke log sab jagah pehle hue hain .. hamrare upar raj karna chahte hain

apni roman empire to dedh gayi …  soni ki chidiya hi dikhti hai abhi bas

 P2: aajkal waise bhi sabhyata to rahi nahin ..hum aap to bas ghoom phir ke haath aur kamal ke beech me ghoom rahe hain bas

 P1 : aree kya baat keh di apne ..bas haath kamal to pyar se pakad le..  toh gandhiji ka sapna sach ho jaye

 P2 : aji gandhi ji ke to bahut sapne the.. unme se kuch shayad amsterdam me sach hote honge

P1: haan jaise hamam mein sab ......hote hain waise sauna mein bhi sab ... hote honge

P2: aree hamam se yaad aaya ..mujhe nahana hai .. nahi aap toh jaante hain Sarla khana nahi khane degi.. chaliye chalat hain .. tata

P1: tata tata…

P1 aur P2 apne apne gharoon jaate hue .. manch ki lights dheemi hoti hain…

……………………………….Parda girta hai ……………………………………………………..

Written ..rather created and inspired on 14th April 2011

( This conversation was inspired by a conversation between two friends where the discussion thread jumped hoops from one track to another and made no sense. When we converse we love toshow others how much we know and how clever arguments we can make.. but sometimes its turns absurd but hilarious. I thought of using the Devanagari script but them thought ki roman script will give a nice feel to this natak. Chaliye abhi chalat hain phir mulakat hogi.:) )

Leisure

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

By William Henry Davies.

(Discovered this poem in conversation with friends. Life's small pleasures which we forget.. !! )

I Can..Can You ? Epilogue

Some days have passed,
Unassuming yet unbridled with joy.
Nothing has changed, yet everything has.
Songs, all of them make sense !!
Hearts, hopes and hands are linked.
In a circle of life, love and friendship.
Nights are brighter and days shorter.
Everlasting and forever.

Written on 28 February, 2011.

(Initially wanted to write a longer poem but thought should end this short and sweet. So here is the end of the love story .. Happy wala.. If you want to read the first 2 parts then go here Part 1 Part 2. So long then .. Hasta la vista.. !! :)  )

I Can..Can You ? Reprise

I see you walking behind someone,

Looking down on the road,

Mumbling as usual. 

He stops, taps your head and smiles at you*.

You light up.

I blink and walk away. 

You wave at me, catching my eye.

Hop, never walk towards me.

Throwing your head back, laughing.

A smile has made you happy.

The sunlight catches in your hair, 

Golden brown..shimmering you glow. 

And blow me away.

I see your heart chipping away.

I want to pick up all those pieces and build us a dream.

You still look up at the sun smiling**.

Such strength !! 

I sit down , resenting ..and defeated. 

Ruffling my hair, you shake your head at my scowl.

You pull of a tuft to lift my head, my spirits.

I give a mock cry. 

But my eyes water ..with pain.. real. 

Your eyes huge with concern, so deep and glistening,

Bore into my soul, searching.

I get lost ! 

You find me, you frown, you look away..

I take your hand to get up.

Thinking, you look down at our hands.

Yours has disappeared in mine the way you like. 

I look at you , speaking without saying,

I don't want a promise, or a bond, or this world or any other.

Hold my hand and walk with me,

I can.. can you ?

Written on 31st January, 2011.

( First of all a very Happy New Year !!! :) Thankfully did this month's post in time. This is from the guy's perspective, the third of the kind and first sequel poem. I can ..can you part II. You might want to read the first part * and also the other reference to my other poem She Smiled ** The love story continues.. more when we meet again.. Adios amigos !! )

Airports

Among the sea of faces, you search for your face with,
Irises widened with joy and moist with tears of joy.
Running open armed like the ship you just debarked from,
Pushing aside black, white, brown bags and baggage.
Overcoming the multiple obstacles marathon, and
Rounding up all the scattered possessions.
Travel tired , taste buds on verge of collapse, and trip tourney on mind, leaving
Surf , sand and snow behind .. crashing into those lovely bones ..you are home !!

Written on 30th December, 2010.

( I had my fair share of airports these past few days and they are delightful places not only because of all the duty free shops but the variety of human experiences you get to witness.For someone who likes to observe people it was great fun. I saw tears of sadness, joy and love, and you can spend hours just watching. Till we meet again .. a very Happy New Year .. Hope it brings joy to all your lives. Adios !! :)