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Invictus

“Invictus” is a short Victorian poem by the English poet William Ernest Henley. Written way back in 1875, this poem still inspire masses..

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

 

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

 

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds and shall find me unafraid.

 

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishment the scroll,

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.

Palak

Jeena bhule the kahan yaad nahi,
Tumko paya hai jahan, saans fir ayi wahin.

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To, the Unknown …with Love

I await you my love,
Not in the Darkness of Night;

I await you my love,
In the brightness of Moon’s light.

I have stopped searching for you,
I have stopped to follow the trail;

For I know Love too is out there
Searching for me…
Before i sccummb to,
the weight of society;
Come and Free me;
Let me Live this Life …

(taken from “Small Things make Luv” by Komal Thakur)

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ज़ज़ीरा

सूरज अभी भी पूरब से ही निकलता है |
रात आज भी तारों की चुनर ओढे .. चांदनी की थपकियाँ देती है |
गिनो तो आज भी — घंटे पूरे २४ ही हैं ..

फिर क्यूँ कहते हैं कि वक़्त बदल गया है?
शायद — “लोग बदल गए हैं” — ये कहने से घबराते हैं |

कभी फुर्सत मिले तो …
पुरानी यादों का गट्ठर खोलना
कुछ पल मिलेंगे —
हसने गुदगुदाने के पल
रूठने मनाने  के पल..
नाज़ नखरों के पल..
खामोशी में कही वो तमाम बातें …
जिन्हें कभी सहला के सुलाया था यहाँ

इनको जोड़ना —– इक नांव बनेगी …

कभी फुर्सत मिले तो आना !
मैं अब ज़ज़ीरे पे रहता हूँ |

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खुशामदीद

Came across a wonderful nazm of Gulzar Saab.  Just posting as it is -

और अचानक ..
तेज़ हवा के झोंके ने कमरे में आ कर हल-चल कर दी..
पर्दे ने लहरा के मेज़ पे रखी ढेर सारी काँच की चीज़ों को उलट दिया..
फड़ फड़ कर के एक किताब ने जल्दी से मूह ढांप लिया..

एक दवात  ने गोता खा के सामने रखे जितने कोरे काग़ज़ थे..सबको रंग डाला.
दीवारों पर लटकी तस्वीरों ने भी हैरत से गर्दन तिरछी करके तुमको देखा

फिर से आना ऐसे ही तुम..
और भर जाना कमरे में मेरे….

Blind Man Walking

The night was getting dark. Cool breeze was flowing across the street.The rustle of the fallen leaves was clearly audible. Street dogs were on their duty, barking meaninglessly to re-announce their authority on the empty road. Long necked poles were lit,trying to make an impression of full moon.

I was on my usual “night walk”. My mind was webbed into thoughts of its own. Suddenly, a tapping sound caught my attention. A man appeared from the right-hand corner street,turning towards his left and moving towards me. He was about middle-age and looked decent. The sound was from a long stick that he was carrying and tapping it semi-circularly on the road. I realized. That man was blind. His stick was his pathfinder. I stood still. He was coming nearer. I went up to him to offer my help. Another man, came from behind(me) , and signaled me not do so. we both stood quietly and watched. The Blind Man went passed us smoothly. The third person slowly whispered in my ear. “This is his daily routine. He never takes anybody’s help. Daily he comes at this time from sector 10 market and walk towards home in sector-12″ . I said surprisingly,”That’s a fair amount of distance!”. He said “Yes, but he is use to it, see he knows, now is the time to turn right!”. We watched Him from behind and He turned to His right and disappeared. We both silently looked at each other. The man shook his head and went away.

I continued my walk and reached my room. But my mind was still thinking of the incident that i just went through. What is the difference between a normal person and a visually challenged person? We, as a normal person, are we really able to see beyond our vision? What made the Blind Man not to take anyone’s help? Even though the man was blind, but he never looked confused. The only reason was, He kept moving. His inner vision kept him moving.

I asked myself. Why are we so upset with our life? Why we take life as a cross-road puzzle? What if things don’t work for us. The Blind Man taught me a great lesson. All we need to do is – Enhance our inner-vision and Keep Moving. This is the time to introspect. Like Him, one needs to find his own path and take calculated steps. Not to rush or agitate when things are not clear .Not to look at others for help. All we need is – to believe. If we believe, things will work for us. No matter what happens, Just keep moving. It may feel normal and simple and we all know this. But just repeat and give it a thought. “All We Need is- To Believe and Keep Moving”. Our mind is like water. When it is agitated it become difficult to see. But if we allow it to settle, the answer becomes clear. Right now the path may look dark. May be full of obstacles, may be longer than we thought. But we ourselves are the pathfinder. Nobody can better guide us, than our own inner-vision. And we will find our destination. No matter who we are, what religion we follow, the ultimate goal of life is to find Happiness. And the true happiness lies within ourselves. Just open the Vision and Follow it.

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