Giving Wings To Dreams

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 मो...

Trains' engines' booming whistling blow, Aeroplanes deafening whopping flow Or Buses ,cars wheels of each and every vehicle were halted. Ah! Who could have dreamt Who could have foretold That our lovely world is going to lose its glow.  Since Covid-19 is here to each and everyone scare Shops were shut Malls were closed Almost in all sectors shutters of offices were pulled down for uncertainty. Temples,Gurdwaras ,churches and mosques all were locked. But one temple refused But one temple denied to call it off. And ventured to mould to keep its gates open and bold. Believe me ,only it has power to transform pebbles into gold. I hope you have guessed Because since childhood we all have been told That Temple of Education is the best. Kudoos to warriors Salute to warriors Doctors, health workers, police force and sanitation team. But,but wait aren't we forgetting The creators,the builders, the moulders,the sculptors the true cheer leaders of these selfless warriors. Work from ho...

A small attempt to thank all my dear friends ,those who were in secondary and higher secondary level, my college friends, my a few neighbours, my hostel friends and my lifetime friends at work place, my siblings and my life partner. Those who can read my mind, guess my mood, bear my tantrums, forgive my blunders, tolerate my short temper, ignore my flaws, mentor me round the clock and above all love me unconditionally.  You are my best friends On whom l know l can depend My heart says who will not hesitate to defend If l slip and towards wrong l bend. Who have power to heal  And on my wounds have their  soft words as seal. My sorrows only they can kill Who are my sweet pills. Who are different from the crowd Whose presence makes me feel proud With whom one day l would like to fly I don't know why at present l want to cry. Whose absence makes a void Whose memory l can't avoid In their intense eyes All my worries dive. May they achieve all their goals And climb success pole...

'I can't I won't They can't They won't Snatch me away Pull me astray. I tremble to see alfra red temperature checking device. I stumble to view those PPE kit clad human forms. My heart skips a beat or two to hear those deafening sirens of ambulances constantly wailing. My whole strength is as if pumped out to behold police patrol cars now always roaming'. My pretty daughter was in tears She was unable to fight her fears. 'Mom,' she yelled ,' l can't live without papa and you' 'Mom,' she pleaded,' this home would be a living hell without papa and you'. 'Mom' , she whispered,'What if l would fall ill? If l would have Covid -19? If they drag me away ? That hospital's four walls l assure would be no less than inferno. That hospital's four walls would become my graveyard. Your little bird would then never ever chirp or fly.' 'My darling daughter,' l assured ,' l will always be at your side. In my...

"Alas ! Am l doomed to never relish my share of appreciation. " Darpan kept on hitting his left thigh with his clenched fist.  "Garv , l am proud of you my son . You and Garvit l am sure will take my business to newer heights.My business associates were singing verses of your calibre as future business tycoons.Garv teach Darpan also to take responsibility ,he is your younger brother . And Darpan try to learn something from your younger brother Garvit." Darpan, who always felt sandwiched between his two brothers wasn't meant for business. He had no aptitude for business. He wanted to study and become an lAS officer. He had no wish to ride his father's Impala or any other luxurious car. He wished to ride a govt. Vehicle. Everyone in his extended family laughed at his this notion as all had flourishing businesses. "Darpan, finish your supper . Where are you going?" Suniti ,Darpan's mom took hold of his hand. She was the only one who supported him ...

Poorvi's exhilaration and exuberance was bottomless when she spotted her name on the list of selected students for the post graduation course in English displayed outside her college's notice board.  Poorvi as well as her best friend Swapna  was born under a lucky star to secure a seat out of the only twenty seats allocated for the post graduation in English to their degree college by The Himachal Pradesh University. Both of them knew well that for them it was no less than epoch-making to get admission as there were minimum chances of them being sent out of the city for higher education due to their own respective grounds.Poorvi's father had a transferable job and Swapna's family was dyed-in-the-wool, unwilling to budge even for an inch from their centuries old orthodox track . Another reason for their desperation to get admission in their city's college was the bond that they shared. Since class ninth they had been together. "Swapna ,so we have two more years ...

यह कौन सी रुत है? यह कौन सा मंज़र है? यहाँ खंज़र की धातु बदल गई । ना ताँबा ,ना लोहा मिट्टी की मानुष काया भयावह तलवार हो गई। यहाँ बस अब खौफ़ बेखौफ़ है। आज आदमी आदमी को देखकर डरता है। भाई को भाई से परहेज़ है। अब ना कोई भाईचारा हर आदमी बेरौब है। इस पल ना बचा कोई अड़ोस-पड़ोस। ना जाने कहाँ खो गए उजले सवेरे? अब तो दिन में भी हैं छाए कातिल अँधेरे। उम्मीद की दूर-दूर कोई किरण नज़र ना आए। हर साँस घुटती जाए। मायूसी ,उदासी पुरजोर है। ना अब तेरा ना मेरा है  अब सारे विश्व का चक्काजाम है। क्योंकि यहाँ बस खौफ़ बेखौफ़ है। हर साँस ,हर आस पर एक अनजान पहरा है। विश्वपटल पर अब ना कोई खुशी की चहल पहल है। बस अदृश्य शत्रु का हड़कंप है। स्कूल, कॉलेज, बाज़ार, दफ़्तर, खेत खलिहान, मैदान, मॉल और सिनेमा हॉल सब बेज़ान और बेहाल हैं। लाशों के अब अंबार हैं कब्रिस्तान भी आज चीन,स्पेन,इटली और अमरिका में बेईमान हैं। ना अब आसानी से चार कंधे नसीब हों। कंधे तो कंधे ना जाने अब कितनों के हिस्से में दो बीद्या ज़मीन हो। क्योंकि यहाँ बस खौफ़ बेखौफ़ है। बाहर आने जाने का यह वक्त बेवक्त है। वो सब जो बिगड़ा है संवर जाएगा। वो सब जो उजड़ा वीरान है आबा...

Let's view, Let's review, Let's probe, Let's ponder, Let's in the lane of memory wander...... Seven continents,  Seven wonders, Seven seas, More than 8.7 million species. Six types of forests Tropical, Mediterranean, Deciduous , Coniferous and Evergreen rain forests. Four types of landforms Mountains ,hills, plateaus and plains. Four types of deserts Subtropical , Coastal ,Cold winter and polar deserts. Five different types of weathers  Sunny, cloudy ,snowy ,windy and rainy.... Beautiful flora and fauna... Endowments of The Prime Mover Almighty are multifarious and much more than many ... Many was many  As long as there wasn't any concept of money. Money which in this day and age is considered to be sweeter than the nector or the honey ... All species took Only as much which was their due. But there is one species which has disfigured the Earth's countenance , Which has discolored the Earth's beautiful hue.... Who has the brain To think, to scheme,to jus...

The world ,where generations of human beings are born and perish would have been a more beautiful, colourful, liveable,less complicated and painful if unborn children could choose their parentage. But, the ways of God are comprehensible to Him alone . The theory of Karma here mercilessly tags the masses in two groups- one the pure sublime souls who ride on the swing of general prosperity , and the other who struggle ,who suffer because it's believed that they must have done something punishable and offendable in their previous lives...... Supriya's worries multiplied with her daughter Priya's promotion in grade ninth. Priya had been a fairly good student till her seventh grade, as long as rote memorization was possible. Her cramming power yielded results even in a subject like mathematics. But, the trouble started in eigth standard. Her performance was going down steeply. Solving mathematics became Achilles hill for her. She became morose and her percentage came down. Anyho...

 I in memory of my late father who left for the Heavenly Abode on February 1,2003 Only if we had known That life is not always a sweet song, And that there is an invisible hand That continuously plays the death gong. We would have tied your breaths with our own. Only if we had known That your love,care and concern which your children had taken for granted were not for eternity but were evanescent, That all your hurry and worry, The faint glitter in your eyes , To see all of us rise and touch the new realms had a reason. That you by forsaking us planned a treason . Only if we had known That our strength would lead to your weakness, That our youth would beget your seniality, That our strong heartbeat would herald weakening of your limbs, We would have refused to grow. Only if we had known That you who were shade and sunshine of our life would soon be gone, Not for a single moment Would we have allowed you to be alone. Only if we had known That it was your last call, We would have kep...