Skip to main content

अंश हो तुम मेरा ।

अंश हो तुम मेरा।
An attempt to step into the shoes of a dear one from whom God has snatched away a young son,who wasn't even 25 yet.....


अंश हो तुम मेरा।
मेरे हृदय का टुकड़ा नहीं तुम तो मेरा हृदय हो।
क्या कभी दुस्वप्न में भी मैंने सोचा
अंत होगा तुम्हारा ?

निर्जिव ढ़ेर मिट्टी का मेरा प्यारा लाल होगा?
और जीवन में मेरे अब हरपल अकाल होगा?
बड़े-बड़े तुफ़ानों से मैं लड़ गई 
बस हर बार डूबने से खुद को इसलिए बचाया
क्योंकि अंश हो तुम मेरा।
आधार हो तुम मेरा।
मेरे जीवन का लक्ष्य भी तुम और पतवार भी तुम।

जो आया है वो जाएगा 
मानती हूँ ऐसा पहली बार हुआ नहीं
सुना भी ,और देखा भी
माँओ ने अक्सर अपना लाल खोया।
क्या दुस्वप्न में भी मैंने कभी सोचा मेरा भी यह हाल होगा।

खून से अपने सींच कर 
सपनों में अपने सहेज कर
मैंने हर पल तुम्हें बढ़ते और सम्भलते देखा
फिर कैसे आज तुम्हे जाते देखूँ?
कैसे आज तुम्हे अंतिम बार देखूँ?

कभी पीछे से तुम्हे आवाज़ ना दी
सुना है यह शुभ नहीं
काश! मैं बस कल एक बार पुकार लेती 
नज़र तुम्हारी घर की दहलीज़ पर उतार लेती
तो आज अशुभ शुभ होता।

आज जब तुम जा रहे हो सब छोड़कर
मुँह मुझसे मोड़कर
क्या तुम्हे याद है अंश हो तुम मेरा ?
क्या आखिरी बार
बस आखिरी बार
सुनकर मेरी पुकार
क्या बस आज आखिरी बार मुझे यह अधिकार दे सकोगे?
मैं बस एक ,बस एक निवाला और बनाऊँ
और अपने हाथों से तुम्हें बस एक आखिरी बार खिलाऊँ।
मैं एक बार बस एक बार
तुम्हें आँखें खोलकर मुस्कुराता पाऊँ।
बस एक आखिरी बार तुम ज़िद करो 
और मैं तुम्हे मनाऊँ।
बस एक आखिरी बार मैं मुख से तुम्हारे 'माँ' सुन पाऊँ।

अंश हो तुम मेरा
मैं कैसे भूल जाऊँ
बचपन मैं नन्हे हाथों को तुम्हारे
कभी गरम प्याला ना थमाया।
आज अर्थी पर कैसे तुम्हें सजाऊँ?
और कहाँ से पत्थर का कलेजा लाऊँ
जो देखे तुम्हें जलती चिता पर।
बस कुछ और क्षण में
आज सब जल जाएगा ।
पर बिन तुम्हारे जान लो
अब ना कोई होली ना दीवाली होगी।

पूछती हूँ ईश्वर से
कैसी है यह उसकी माया
क्यों छोड़ दिया मुझे यूँ हरपल तिल-तिल कर रिसने और तड़पने को?
अंश हो तुम मेरा 
अब हर साँस मेरी तुम्हारा उधार होगी।
बस हरपल अब मेरे मन मरूस्थल 
की यह आस होगी
हर जन्म मैं
मैं माँ बनूं तुम्हारी
क्योंकि बस अंश हो, अंश थे और अंश रहोगे तुम मेरा।





Comments

  1. Beautiful creation Manika Mam
    It's really very heart touching and made me cry

    ReplyDelete
  2. Very heart touching poem. Made me emotional.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Commendable ma'am 👌, very heart touching ❤️

    ReplyDelete
  4. This comment has been removed by the author.

    ReplyDelete
  5. ये दर्द,ये तडप
    रोना,सिसकना
    माँ का बिलखना
    इतना सजीव चित्रण
    तुम ही कर सकती हो मणिका
    Commendable creation

    ReplyDelete
  6. Dil ko chhu Lene wali poem shandar

    ReplyDelete
  7. बड़ा ही मार्मिक वर्णन, जिसमें वात्सल्य रस घोल कर आपने इस रचना के माध्यम से पाठक को भाव विभोर कर दिया।

    ReplyDelete
  8. Marmik and sajiv chitrn of emotions

    ReplyDelete
  9. This is dedicated to my mother I feel every single line for my brother 😭

    ReplyDelete
  10. ♥️♥️♥️♥️🥺

    ReplyDelete
  11. ऐसी कविता लिखने के लिए कलेजा चाहिए, खासकर जब लेखक एक मां हो, औरत हो.... Big salute...

    ReplyDelete
  12. Mam you did a great work 😭🩷👏🏻

    ReplyDelete
  13. Heart touching words,mam

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Do leave your comments

Popular posts from this blog

Papa

One more year has slipped by Of course, now there are no more audible cries. Yet, the pain of your departure is still acutely strong, Nothing can be done to rectify twenty two years old wrong, When you were quiet aware of the chiming of your death gong. And decided to suddenly without any prior intimation to be forever gone. And those final twenty four hours seemed to be so heavy and long, when from human form you were turned into ashes who was once so strong. Alas! that day,  It wasn't you who were solely  gutted in that so called holy fire, So much more was turned into coal and tar, Your younger ones' innocence and elder ones' desires were with you for a while gone. With you gone, Suddenly the warm gusts of this dreary world were chasing your progeny. But law of life is to keep going, Day or night, Dawn or dusk, Alone or with people around, With or without you, Life moved on and is still moving. But though physically missing  Yet, you haven't been completely forlorn....

Tribute to Father

TRIBUTE TO FATHER IS AN EFFORT TO GIVE WORDS TO ONE OF MY COLLEAGUES IN DAV (ONCE MY HAPPY WORKPLACE), JASWINDER SIR'S FEELINGS WHO OF COURSE, ACKNOWLEDGES A MOTHER'S CONTRIBUTION BUT WISHED A FATHER MUST ALSO GET HIS DUE IN HIS CHILDREN'S UPBRINGING. I HOPE JUSTICE HAS BEEN DONE THROUGH  THIS SMALL EFFORT.  At times ,cold as ice yet comforting and balming, hard as coconut but sweetest at core that's a father's pretenceless heart, sturdy as a mountain an unshakeable support, rough and rugged as a road that for sure leads to  the beautiful resorts, Such is the beauty of a father's love. Love that makes no audible noise, That mostly abstains from public display of affection, But round the clock makes sure that the fire beneath the hearth of his home shouldn't ever extinguish, Works like  an ox, Doesn't mind what it takes blood, sweat or tears Every price for his little ones' smiles he is willing to pay.  Often misunderstood,  often underestimated,  oft...

Mom

Motherhood is the most beautiful and satiating moment of every woman's life. The mammoth task of rearing a child becomes the sole driving force behind every woman once she attains motherhood.One of the most beautiful moments of my life was also undoubtedly when l had 21 years ago seen the face of my first born for the first time and another was when the Almighty had blessed me with my younger born 19 years back. Since then the centre of my life became the two children born to me. Day in and day out a silent prayer for their health and well-being goes on in my conscience, and that's what every mother does. My profession the sublimest one i.e teaching has mostly female staff who have a strong motherly instinct and are thus able to relish strong bond with the students. Present day teaching demands rigorous in-service trainings. The teachers like me attended various workshops from time to time in order to enhance their skills. During these workshops we got to interact with the teac...