๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฒ (๐๐๐๐๐๐ ) ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐. ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ, ๐๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐, ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฏ: ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฏ๐'๐ฌ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐๐จ๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ (๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง). ๐๐จ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ง ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ข๐๐ฅ, ๐๐๐จ๐ง๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐๐๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ.• ๐๐ซ๐จ๐. ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก • ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐. ๐๐๐๐๐, (๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐) '๐๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐' ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก
๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฒ (๐๐๐๐๐๐
) ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐. ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ, ๐๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐, ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฏ: ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฏ๐'๐ฌ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ ๐
๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐๐จ๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ (๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง). ๐๐จ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ง ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ข๐๐ฅ, ๐๐๐จ๐ง๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐๐๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ.
• ๐๐ซ๐จ๐. ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก •
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐๐๐๐,
๐๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐. ๐๐๐๐๐, (๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐)
'๐๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐' ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก is a poetic expression of a unique personality, bringing to fore the sensitivity, pain and passion of a rebel crusader author. This book attempts to decondition a conditioned society. What may be a belief may just be an obsession? It transcends deep into mysticism and truism, that goes hand in hand in ๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ช๐ท ๐๐ฏ ๐๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ.
While the poems of Elliot, Tagore, Wordsworth, Octavio Paz, Pablo Neruda, Larkins or Sitakant Mahapatra, on one hand are bound by a coherent vision of man and the universe, ๐ฉโฏโฏ๐๐ถ๐'๐ poems stand against the onslaught on mankind in any form. ๐ฉโฏโฏ๐๐ถ๐'๐ poems are deciphered from an enigma that becomes a recurrent attitude which is identified with the cosmos.
๐ฉโฏโฏ๐๐ถ๐'๐ poetry repudiates a trivial destiny. ๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ช๐ท ๐๐ฏ ๐๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ, "makes a journey into the spiritual world, in search of light beyond the physical being," says the sublime, revolutionary poetess. She expresses profound, passionate and immense feelings in shunning intolerance divisiveness and hatred. She aggressively defies a rotten systemic order, clamouring for a new one. This book is a subtle pellucid of beauty, stylistic and has immense appeal for readers with conciuosness towards fellow human beings.
๐ฉโฏโฏ๐๐ถ๐ โณ๐ถ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ ๐ฎ๐พ๐โ๐ฝ is dedicated to the causes of humanism and women's empowerment, for which she has steadfastly dedicated three decades.
๐๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ต๐ช๐ถ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ผ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ช๐ท ๐๐ฏ ๐๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ฝ๐ธ "๐๐ช๐ณ๐๐ช ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐๐ช๐ผ๐๐ช๐ท๐ฝ ๐ก๐ช๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฎ, ๐ถ๐ ๐น๐ช๐ป๐ฎ๐ท๐ฝ๐ผ, ๐ช๐ผ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช๐ป๐ผ ๐๐ช๐ฝ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ป๐ธ๐ถ ๐ช๐ซ๐ธ๐ฟ๐ฎ ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ธ๐ท๐ญ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฏ๐พ๐ต ๐ผ๐ธ๐ท: ๐จ๐พ๐ฟ๐ป๐ช๐ณ ๐ข๐ฒ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฑ๐ช๐ป๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ช ๐ข๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ๐ฑ".
☆ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ข๐๐ข๐๐ง, ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ข๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ข๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ข๐๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ & ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง (๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ-๐๐จ๐ง๐จ). ๐๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ข-๐๐๐๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ. ๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐๐ฐ๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ก๐ข. ๐๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฆ, ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ง๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ข๐๐ญ๐ฒ. ๐๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ก ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ญ. ๐๐ญ๐๐ฉ๐ก๐๐ง'๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐, ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง.
• ๐๐ธ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ผ ๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ต๐ช๐ถ ๐๐ช๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ช๐ท ๐ข๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ๐ฑ •
It's all about zest in life and approaching the situations, i.e. life in general, with excitement, energy and not approaching tasks half heartedly. Enjoy and have wonderful days ahead!
๐พ๐ด๐ท๐ฐ๐น๐ฎ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐น๐ฏ๐๐ฝ๐ฐ๐พ
(๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ ๐ท๐๐๐)
๐น๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐
Silence endures an agonized moment's cry
Sorrow exploits dumb silence's willing trust
Quiet patience befriends time's eternal chains
A darkening vigil
Guards the morrow now
Barbed memory stings
Still drawing blood
From prying eyes
To shield the singing flood
As faltering smile attempts to cheat the world
Tortured limbs embrace
Fatigue a moment
Steps aside
Another smile gestures
To stem the tide
In passing callous time looks back
An indifferent glance
Yet something holds it still
Perhaps perhaps
It hears an anguished call
• Shambhu Yadav, a poet-philospher writes a poem for Neelam Mahajan Singh in response to 'Silence Endures':-
เคเคฎ्เคฐ เคी เคเค เคिเคฒเคนเคฐी
เคฌैเค ी เคฎेเคฐे เค
ंเคคเคฐ्เคฎเคจ เคे เคกाเคฒ เคชเคฐ
เคฎंเคธूเคฌों เคो เคुเคคเคฐ เคुเคคเคฐ
เคिเคฐा เคฐเคนी
เคฎेเคฐे เคंเคเคจ เคी
เคถाเคฎ เคฎें।
เคฏे เคฅเคा เคूเคฌเคธूเคฐเคค เคฌเคฆเคจ
เคฅเคी, เคธเคเค เคนैं เคฏाเคฆें
เคซिเคฐ เคญी เค
เคชเคฐाเคिเคคा เคธी
เค
เคชเคจे เคเคฐ เคे เคตीเคฅिเคा เคฎें
เคฌเคข़ी เคा เคฐเคนी เคนूं।
- ๐ เคถंเคญू เคฏाเคฆเคต ๐-
• ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ •
He doesn't see
Nor does he hear
Caught in the depths of his throat
His voice can't be heard
He stammers for all practical purposes
He looks a complete man
But could it be possible
That he's just a stone?
It appears men have
Turned into etchings
On the wall
I feel suffocated
Where man is stoned
Come, please do come
See the blind faith
Some men do manage to make
A God even out of a stone
The turbulent clouds portend
Another torrential monsoon
The stone work is already weak
The dam is sure to burst this time
Come, come let's choose
from the handful crowd
Of mute, faceless bystanders
And desecrate them
A place of stones ...
๐ฃ๐ช๐ท๐ญ๐ช๐ฟ: ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ช'๐ผ ๐๐ช๐ท๐ฌ๐ฎ ๐๐ฏ ๐๐พ๐ป๐
๐๐: ๐๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น๐ช๐ด ๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฑ๐ป๐ช, ๐๐๐ข
๐๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ต๐ช๐ถ ๐๐ช๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ช๐ท ๐ข๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ๐ฑ
• ๐ด ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ด๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ •
๐๐: ๐น๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐
My night is awake
Someone has broken the rays
Why do dreams come in sleep
Why stars are left waiting outside
It is your memory which
Sewed up the wounds of love
Today I have pulled out the stitches
And give you back the thread
How painful it is!
From the holy book of my love
I have torn out a page
A caravan of flowers
Passes through a desert
I have resolved to win back
The faith that was once lost
My night is awake
However distant you may be!
(๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ ๐ท๐๐๐)
๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฐ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ ๐. ๐๐จ๐ก๐๐ง,
(๐๐ฎ๐๐ ๐; ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐)
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