Jeevan ke panne par
Likh diya mera hi naam tumne
Apna naam likha hota toh lagta
Kar diya hai saara intezaam tumne.
Teri likhawat mein apna naam bhi
Kuch alag sa nazar aata hai
Hai kya wahi pehchaan wakai meri
Chehra jo teri aakhon mein nazar aata hai
Mujhme ‘mera’ kya hai nahi janti
Khud mein ‘main’ kahan hun, nahi pehchanti
Par haan, kabhi kabhi teri aankhon mein
Khud ko dekh paayi hun main
Likh kuch nahi paayi ab tak
Us naam ke neeche bas ek
Lakeer kheech aayi hun main….
Sweksha
13.10.08
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Samjhota aur Vidrooh
Samjhota aur viroodh, jeevan ke kisi bhi mehatvapoorna mod par ham inhi do cheezon mein se chunaav karte hai. Aur yeh bhi satya hai ki dono ke liye hi ek moolya dena hota hai.Shayad sabse kathin faisla isi keemat ka hota hai. Yeh aankna wakai bahut mushkil hota hai ki kiski keemat zyaaada hai, vidroh ki ya samjhhaote ki.
Urdu ka ek shabd hai “khalish”, jiska arth hai kasak. Aur aksar hum sab apne jeewan mein isi khalish ko mehsoos karte hai.Vidroh – aksar hamein gussa, upadrav, kranti aur hinsa ki yaad dilate hai. Hamein aisa lagta hai ki vidroh ek samuhik kriya hai, vidroh 1857 ki kranti hai, jisme hamein agar sabka saath nahi mila toh parajay ho jaayegi. Vidroh mein anishtta badhi nazar aati hai. Jeet ya haar dono hi tay nahi hoti hai. Vidroh ek cricket ke khel ki tarah hota hai, jisme baji kis samay palat jaayegi, tay nahi hota. Vidroh sangathan ki maang karta hai. Vidroh ka kafi had tak yuva shakti se juddav rehta hai. Kyunki hum us umr mein apne hausloon pe, apne bujurgo ke tajurbe se zyaada bharosa karte hai. Ham mein ek josh hota hai, parivartan lane ka, aur apni soch se samaj ki chavvi ko alag rang dene ka.
Samjhota ek paripaktva ki chavi saamne laata hai. Isme sayaam chahiye, samajh chahiye, aur isme dono paksho ki bhagidaari hoti hai. Samjhaota yadi paristhithi so ho toh hum aksar use niyati maan lete hai, aur uski ke anuroop khud ko dhal lete hai. Samjhote mein khud ko badalne ki bahut zaroorat hai. Yeh ek kadhin vachan hai, jise nishtha ke saath nibhane ke liye aatmik bal ki bahut avashyakta hoti hai. Kayi bar hamein aisa lagta hai ki samjhota kaayaron ki nishaani hai. Veer ras ke kavi kayi baar isse sir jhukane, gulaami aur parajay ki sangya dekh chuke hai. Par shayad samjhota bhi utna hi zaroori hota hai jitna vidrooh. Yadi samjhota nahi ho toh na atankwaad kabhi khatam nahi hoga. Aur shayad kabhi hum dusre ke drishtikod ko samjhne ki koshish nahi karenge.
Agar ek taraju mein tola jaaye, toh yeh kehna mushkil hoga ki in dono mein kiska palda bhaari hai. Yeh kabhi ek hi sam mein nahi hote. Kabhi koi uth jaata hai aur kabhi kaoi orr.
Lekin yahan ek baat ka jaan lena zaruri hai, ki shayad Madhya marg kahi aur hi hai.
Vidroh ki jageh viroodh shayad sirf asaan hi nahi, balki zyada kaargar bhi hai. Is se hum apni awaaz utha sakte hai, kisi buraai ke khilaaf apna alag mat rakh sakte hai. Vidroh ke liye saamuhik bal ki avashyakta shayad ho, par virodh vyakigat star pe kiya jaa sakta hai. Virodh mein atma ka sukoon hai, himmat hai.
Aise hi samjhote ke angrezi bhasha mein do matlab ho sakte hai “ Agreement aur compromise”. Jahan agreement mein ek samjh hai, aur dono pakhson ki baat ko ek samaan mehtva milta hai, compromise mein kisi ek pakh ko nuksaan hota hai, use apne jeevan mein asantosh aur kuntha mehsoos hoti hai. Isiliye shayad who parajay ka soochak mana jaata hai.
Ant mein shayad… vidroh aur samjhote mein chunaav karte waqt hum virodh pe agreement kar sakein to manzilein dur nahi, aur raah utni kadhin nahi. Jeevan ke har mod par is chunaav mein apka vivek apke saath rahe, isi shubhechcha ke saath…
n Sweksha
(17.11.2008)
Urdu ka ek shabd hai “khalish”, jiska arth hai kasak. Aur aksar hum sab apne jeewan mein isi khalish ko mehsoos karte hai.Vidroh – aksar hamein gussa, upadrav, kranti aur hinsa ki yaad dilate hai. Hamein aisa lagta hai ki vidroh ek samuhik kriya hai, vidroh 1857 ki kranti hai, jisme hamein agar sabka saath nahi mila toh parajay ho jaayegi. Vidroh mein anishtta badhi nazar aati hai. Jeet ya haar dono hi tay nahi hoti hai. Vidroh ek cricket ke khel ki tarah hota hai, jisme baji kis samay palat jaayegi, tay nahi hota. Vidroh sangathan ki maang karta hai. Vidroh ka kafi had tak yuva shakti se juddav rehta hai. Kyunki hum us umr mein apne hausloon pe, apne bujurgo ke tajurbe se zyaada bharosa karte hai. Ham mein ek josh hota hai, parivartan lane ka, aur apni soch se samaj ki chavvi ko alag rang dene ka.
Samjhota ek paripaktva ki chavi saamne laata hai. Isme sayaam chahiye, samajh chahiye, aur isme dono paksho ki bhagidaari hoti hai. Samjhaota yadi paristhithi so ho toh hum aksar use niyati maan lete hai, aur uski ke anuroop khud ko dhal lete hai. Samjhote mein khud ko badalne ki bahut zaroorat hai. Yeh ek kadhin vachan hai, jise nishtha ke saath nibhane ke liye aatmik bal ki bahut avashyakta hoti hai. Kayi bar hamein aisa lagta hai ki samjhota kaayaron ki nishaani hai. Veer ras ke kavi kayi baar isse sir jhukane, gulaami aur parajay ki sangya dekh chuke hai. Par shayad samjhota bhi utna hi zaroori hota hai jitna vidrooh. Yadi samjhota nahi ho toh na atankwaad kabhi khatam nahi hoga. Aur shayad kabhi hum dusre ke drishtikod ko samjhne ki koshish nahi karenge.
Agar ek taraju mein tola jaaye, toh yeh kehna mushkil hoga ki in dono mein kiska palda bhaari hai. Yeh kabhi ek hi sam mein nahi hote. Kabhi koi uth jaata hai aur kabhi kaoi orr.
Lekin yahan ek baat ka jaan lena zaruri hai, ki shayad Madhya marg kahi aur hi hai.
Vidroh ki jageh viroodh shayad sirf asaan hi nahi, balki zyada kaargar bhi hai. Is se hum apni awaaz utha sakte hai, kisi buraai ke khilaaf apna alag mat rakh sakte hai. Vidroh ke liye saamuhik bal ki avashyakta shayad ho, par virodh vyakigat star pe kiya jaa sakta hai. Virodh mein atma ka sukoon hai, himmat hai.
Aise hi samjhote ke angrezi bhasha mein do matlab ho sakte hai “ Agreement aur compromise”. Jahan agreement mein ek samjh hai, aur dono pakhson ki baat ko ek samaan mehtva milta hai, compromise mein kisi ek pakh ko nuksaan hota hai, use apne jeevan mein asantosh aur kuntha mehsoos hoti hai. Isiliye shayad who parajay ka soochak mana jaata hai.
Ant mein shayad… vidroh aur samjhote mein chunaav karte waqt hum virodh pe agreement kar sakein to manzilein dur nahi, aur raah utni kadhin nahi. Jeevan ke har mod par is chunaav mein apka vivek apke saath rahe, isi shubhechcha ke saath…
n Sweksha
(17.11.2008)
koi bata de
Koi yeh bata de hamein
Har rishta paraya kyun hai
Jo basa karta tha dil mein
Ab bas saya kyun hai?
Ummeed kit hi is baar phir wahi
Chupke se jo toot jaati hai
Jo dhadakti thi dilllon mein
Who aakhon se kyun beh jaati hai?
Ek khamoshi hai phir mere daaman mein
Tere aasun jise bhigo na sake
Hue beghar aaj hum phir se
Apni vidaai par ro na sake
Hamein hai maloom ki
Kuch soonapan wahan bhi hai
Ho halaat chahe ek hi se
Dono kinare to tanha hi hai
Har rishta paraya kyun hai
Jo basa karta tha dil mein
Ab bas saya kyun hai?
Ummeed kit hi is baar phir wahi
Chupke se jo toot jaati hai
Jo dhadakti thi dilllon mein
Who aakhon se kyun beh jaati hai?
Ek khamoshi hai phir mere daaman mein
Tere aasun jise bhigo na sake
Hue beghar aaj hum phir se
Apni vidaai par ro na sake
Hamein hai maloom ki
Kuch soonapan wahan bhi hai
Ho halaat chahe ek hi se
Dono kinare to tanha hi hai
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
my movie poster
I loved working on this one.
http://www.sendspace.com/file/0x3vka
http://www.sendspace.com/file/j7u7vs
http://www.sendspace.com/file/0x3vka
http://www.sendspace.com/file/j7u7vs
Saturday, January 3, 2009
bla bla
good morning!
Finally its winters!I am in my rajai most of the day, typing some silly stupid msgs on orkut, or just getting hold of some frnd thrugh gtalk and chatting with him/her.
strangely, kanpur has made me relaxed!i always thought that once i am home, i wud suffocate without work, bt somehow, i am relaxed for a while. I have stopped thinking that i am doing nothing. this place is giving me a feel that i have done something and i will do more... it is giving me the patience i so badly lacked in delhi.
i guess hindi mein isliye kahavat hogi, "jaisa desh waisa bhes", kyunki yahan... na jaane kitne saalon se sab kuch waisa hi hai.neither people change, nor the bad roads,slow and unmanaged traffic. waise, main ghar se bahar hi nahi nikli hun.can u guys beat this, jo delhi mein har din metro mein jaaye bina khana nahi kha paati, woh itne dino se ghar ke gate tak bhi nahi gayi hai.(i guess my inactivity is more responsible fr the accumulated fat than my mom's cooking).
hmm... wat else. i am liking the fact that i am writing. writing this blog, writing mails, writing poems, and writing again. and as i browse through my old collection , i have found that slowly... i have started taking life in a realistic way.my initial work always had a.. wat say?? umm... uthopian world.everything had to be right at the end of the day. bt now.. either poems have an open end .. or they are just reality written in some expressive words.
i wonder, does this make me less imaginative? i mean .. initially i used to think of some random ways to improve the situation, bt now most of the time i am complaining, describing, insisiting.
is this the sign that i have finally grown up???
ah! about Romance. from Tum nahi aaye and Kabhi- kabhi... to Aaj subah soyi thi main..., ahaan! the dreamlover looks more real.bt ... is there anyone in my life??? U guys know me too well to answer that! :)
i must say the exposure i gt in college, and meeting so many ppl of different fields and opinion has helped me widen my approach.but somehow, i feel i lack spirit. I miss my old self. I miss the Sweksha Bhagat of Mariampur school, who... was naive, innocent, very optimistic,and.. had friends who... were friends and not contacts. some hostel frnds are in the same category bt still.. i ... think time has taken some beautiful things and ppl... far away from me.
hmmm... hmmm... i dnt know where am i drifting... i was talking abt my work.i think i like story telling. i like telling stories to kids and to someone over chat... bt i somehow can't write.i dnt know, whenever i type "ek raja tha"on a word docu..words don't come to me. but i love to say stories to maa and di. they are the best listeners!
another thing is that, my hindi vocabulary is dimnishing. i dont know why, bt now i dnt learn words as fast as i did when i was at school. shayad meera maam aur sneh maam ko impress karne ke liye jo likha, woh hi chap gaya hai... bt.. i promise(and i hope i will keep this one), that i would enrich my hindi vocab.
rest... i am missing so many ppl these days... i wish to hug them.let them know that i love them.i know they are far... and still with me.thanks fr being so special.
Finally its winters!I am in my rajai most of the day, typing some silly stupid msgs on orkut, or just getting hold of some frnd thrugh gtalk and chatting with him/her.
strangely, kanpur has made me relaxed!i always thought that once i am home, i wud suffocate without work, bt somehow, i am relaxed for a while. I have stopped thinking that i am doing nothing. this place is giving me a feel that i have done something and i will do more... it is giving me the patience i so badly lacked in delhi.
i guess hindi mein isliye kahavat hogi, "jaisa desh waisa bhes", kyunki yahan... na jaane kitne saalon se sab kuch waisa hi hai.neither people change, nor the bad roads,slow and unmanaged traffic. waise, main ghar se bahar hi nahi nikli hun.can u guys beat this, jo delhi mein har din metro mein jaaye bina khana nahi kha paati, woh itne dino se ghar ke gate tak bhi nahi gayi hai.(i guess my inactivity is more responsible fr the accumulated fat than my mom's cooking).
hmm... wat else. i am liking the fact that i am writing. writing this blog, writing mails, writing poems, and writing again. and as i browse through my old collection , i have found that slowly... i have started taking life in a realistic way.my initial work always had a.. wat say?? umm... uthopian world.everything had to be right at the end of the day. bt now.. either poems have an open end .. or they are just reality written in some expressive words.
i wonder, does this make me less imaginative? i mean .. initially i used to think of some random ways to improve the situation, bt now most of the time i am complaining, describing, insisiting.
is this the sign that i have finally grown up???
ah! about Romance. from Tum nahi aaye and Kabhi- kabhi... to Aaj subah soyi thi main..., ahaan! the dreamlover looks more real.bt ... is there anyone in my life??? U guys know me too well to answer that! :)
i must say the exposure i gt in college, and meeting so many ppl of different fields and opinion has helped me widen my approach.but somehow, i feel i lack spirit. I miss my old self. I miss the Sweksha Bhagat of Mariampur school, who... was naive, innocent, very optimistic,and.. had friends who... were friends and not contacts. some hostel frnds are in the same category bt still.. i ... think time has taken some beautiful things and ppl... far away from me.
hmmm... hmmm... i dnt know where am i drifting... i was talking abt my work.i think i like story telling. i like telling stories to kids and to someone over chat... bt i somehow can't write.i dnt know, whenever i type "ek raja tha"on a word docu..words don't come to me. but i love to say stories to maa and di. they are the best listeners!
another thing is that, my hindi vocabulary is dimnishing. i dont know why, bt now i dnt learn words as fast as i did when i was at school. shayad meera maam aur sneh maam ko impress karne ke liye jo likha, woh hi chap gaya hai... bt.. i promise(and i hope i will keep this one), that i would enrich my hindi vocab.
rest... i am missing so many ppl these days... i wish to hug them.let them know that i love them.i know they are far... and still with me.thanks fr being so special.
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