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5 Elements of Nature

a poem written for Pranava's school annual day function, where a musical play was staged on the theme of five elements of nature being disharmonised by man. हवा (Air) बहती थी , चलती थी, कभी निर्मल थी ये ह्वा , अब बन गयी है  देखो,बस घुँआ ही घुँआ. दूषित हो गयी है इंसान की एक- एक साँस घुट - घुट कर मर रही है, जीवन की आखरी आस । पानी (Water) कभी प्रेम की वर्षा करता, कभी बिन बरसे चल जाता है  कभी समुद्र से ये उफनता, कभी आकाश से प्रलय बरसाता है  कभी अन चाहा तूफ़ान लाकर, जग जीवन को तड़पाता है, कहीं - कहीं पर ओझल होकर, सृष्टि को तरसाता है। धरती (Earth) कट  रहे वृक्ष , हर तरफ भुकमरी, धरती भी फट रही, पेट की...

Pranavas' reflection on schooling

Dear ma’am, I want to share something with you. My mom told me school is a place full of fun, There’ll be lot of interesting things you’ll learn !! “You may play, you may read,   You may sing n you may eat” Friends with whom you’ll learn to share Everyone will love you & scolding is rare J I came to school to have all this fun And I know I am not the only one I find so many friends here so I wanted to play there n then, But you said – “Pranava, don’t be naughty, sit n listen” L Ma’am, I’m just a four year old Sitting at a place is just so bore L All I want is to have some fun at school Playing ’th friends is not naughty but cool I teased my friend this morning in the winger The driver called me ‘ naughty’ pointing me a finger I then had tears in my eyes I love the school, but then I decline Back at home I don’t get the garden & the morning sun So in school I want to stay out longer to have more fun You said – “Pr...

Dear mom, we all love you, for your uncountable sacrifices...no words to say you thanks for all that you have done for us !

वो  बचपन .... सपना बन हर रात क्योँ यादों में छा जाता है आंसू बन बार - बार , क्यों आँखों में आ जाता है  जब देखती हूँ इस भोले मन को, जो मुझको  "माँ" बुलाता है.. "माँ "सुन कर मेरा मन भी .. उन बीते वर्षो में खो जाता है   वो माँ जो अपनी गोदी में मुझको रोज सुलाती थी वो माँ जो मेरी किलकारी में अपने सारे दुख बिसऱाती थी वो माँ जो मेरे प्रश्नों में उलझ के मुझे समझाती थी वो  माँ जो मेरी खुशियों में  अपना सारा जीवन जी जाती थी उस माँ ने मुझको लेकर नित  कितने सपने बुने थे  मेरी वरमाला के फूल उसने  अपने हाथों से ही चुने थे  ...