पर्सनैलिटी डेवेलपमेंट

"सुनिए जी ! हम अपनी बेटी का दाखिला लड़कियों वाले स्कूल में ही करायेंगे !",
बेटी के जन्म होने के कुछ दिन बाद ही रमा अपने पति से बोली , " मैंने शर्मा जी की लड़की को देखा है, कोएड में पढ़ने का क्या असर हुआ है ! दिन भर लड़कों से बातें , यहाँ तक कि घर आना जाना भी है| न बाबा न! लड़की को अच्छे संस्कार देने है हमें "|
तीन साल बाद रमा की बेटी स्कूल जाने लायक होती है, " सुनिए जी ! आज ऑफिस से लौटते हुए दाखिले के फॉर्म ले आइयेगा, इस साल दाखिला करवाना है इसका | और सुनिए कोएड के ही लाईयेगा , शर्मा जी की बेटी का डॉक्टरी में हो गया है, सुना है कोएड में पढ़के बड़ा पर्सनैलिटी डेवेलपमेंट होता है "!!

धनतेरस के दिन

I was inspired to write this poem by my friend Shruti . She saw the whole incidence on dhanteras and toled me about it. As the plot is not original, I have written this through her pen. This is my first narrative poetry with random rhyming scheme.



धनतेरस के दिन
जब बरस रही थी लक्ष्मी पूरे बाज़ार में,
जब ख़ुशी थी आई पैसे रूपी आकार में,
रोशनी में नहाने को हर कोना तैयार था,
मैं भी पहुंची ऐसे आडम्बर के संसार में||


हर कोई दिखावे में चूर था,
कोई बनारसी साड़ी, तो कोई लहंगा खरीदने को मजबूर था,
एक बच्चा भोला, मासूम, परेशान,
इन सब से कहीं बहुत दूर था||


रोता हुआ बच्चा अपनी माँ का ध्यान न खींच पाया,
पर तभी एक गुब्बारे वाला उसकी नज़र में आया,
गुब्बारे के रंग के आगे सभी रंग फीके थे,
गुब्बारे वाले को भी उम्मीद का भंवरा नज़र आया||


सुबह से चार गुब्बारे बिके थे,
फिर भी लगा हुआ था खोमचा लेकर,
सोच के ये कि वो भी दिवाली मनायेगा,
बच्चों के लिए पटाके और घर में मिठाई लाएगा||


किलकारी लिए वो बच्चा,
पहुंचा गुब्बारे वाले के पास,
उसने भी बजा के सीटी,
बच्चे का किया स्वागत||


सीटी की आवाज़ सुनके,
और भी बच्चे दौड़े आये,
अब धनतेरस के बाज़ार में,
दिखने वाले थे हर तरफ रंगीन गुब्बारे||


ख़ुशी के इस माहौल को,
एक दुकानदार सह न पाया,
दशहरा बीत चुका था तब भी,
वो दशानन का रूप धर आया||


लगा चिल्लाने गुब्बारे वाले पर,
"सामने से खोमचा हटा !"
गरीब की मजबूरी का,
शायद उसे नहीं था पता||


गुब्बारे वाला बोला,
"बाबूजी बस १० मिनट,
बच्चे घेरे है खड़े,
गुब्बारे बिक जायेंगे सारे! "


सुनते ही यह दुकानदार तिलमिलाया,
कुम्भकरण, इन्द्रजीत साथ ले आया,
पर बचाने उस गुब्बारे वाले को,
कोई राम न आया||


उस दिन टूटी उसकी अयोध्या,
फूटे सारे गुब्बारे ,
पास खड़े लोग भी,
तमाशबीन बने रहे सारे||


अट्ठाहस करता लंकेश , डरा सहमा गुब्बारे वाला !
समेटने लगा बचे हुए तिनके , ढूँढने लगा कहीं और सहारा,
देखा तो बचे हुए थे चंद गुब्बारे,
चला उन्हें लेके वहाँ से||


सन्नाटे को आघात पहुंचा,
जब आवाज़ आई उस बच्चे की,
"गुब्बारा ही तो दे रहा था
इस मारा क्यों?"

Autobiography of a clown

I really don’t know what I have made of myself. Why I always expect such a difficult things from myself why? why I don’t behave like a normal people. Why I don’t laugh when I want to laugh.. why I don’t cry when I want to cry

Is it that because since birth I have been controlling my emotions inside me… I don’t know when all these things started but I do remember once my friend was crying due to some reason, even though I was also not feeling good because my mother was not well but dumping that fact a side, I started doing foolish acts before him to make him laugh. I think that was the first time I realized that I can wear a everlasting mask of laughter.

But does that mean I have been faking all of my life? No, certainly not. I still remember when I was a kid, I used to cry when I was hungry, I used to feel scare when my mom wasn’t around, I used to feel happy when my father used to take me for a walk. I think those days were best days of my life.

I sometimes really hate myself for not burst out into tears sometimes. I remain quiet when my grandma died; I remain quiet when my elder sister died; I remain quiet when I came to know that I have developed a tumor in my bone marrow that is turning into cancer; I remain quiet when my father was not well and the incidents go on and on. The lonesome reason for my weird behavior was only that I preferred consoling other people more rather than being myself in grief. But I was broken when I heard some whispers from the surrounding that “this boy doesn’t have any emotions for these happenings. Why he is not sad?” This really made me feel crying like hell.

Inspite of all these happenings things were going fine until few days back when I discovered something strange in my behavior. I was talking to my best friend and she realized that I wasn’t in good mood. She asked me reason for the same and guess what I couldn’t explain the reason. Although I wanted to share but I was falling short of words I tried a lot but all in vain. And that was the moment when I came to know that I HAVE LOST THE ABILITY TO EXPRESS MY SELF. This fake unrealistic behavior of mine has leaded me to nowhere. I was so much frustrated on my this behavior.. I felt helpless that I couldn’t share myself with my best friend. At that time I thought of doing only one thing in which I am expert i.e. bursting out into laughter. I started laughing and remained laughing.

At that night I couldn’t sleep. I kept on thinking about this evolution that had taken place inside me. I decided that from now onwards I would try to express myself how so ever difficult it would be. For next few days I tried a lot. Became angry when people were not listening to me, I cried (in solitude sorry couldn’t do that publically) in pain, I SMILED.. (Smiling for some reason is much more relaxing than laughing without any reason). But again I heard some whispers that I have started showing attitude. Now people hate me because I don’t laugh at their silly talks, because I become angry on their rude behavior towards me or rather because I show my true emotions of myself.

Agar main ek joker hoon to kya mujhe gussa hone ka haq nahi? Kya mujhe pareshaan hoke rone ka haq nahi? Kya zaroori hai mujhe kisi baat ka bura na lage? Kya ye zaroori hai ki main har baat par hasta rahu?main hazaaron baar doosro ke liye hasta hoon kya aisa koi nahi jo ek baar mere liye has de?

Par main ye sab kya soch raha hoon? Kya likh raha hoon? Main bachpan se hi joker hoon aur joker hi rahunga. Mera kaam doosro ko hasana hai unhe pareshaani se nikalna hai. Emotions, bhaavnaayein in sab baaton ka mere jeevan mein koi matlab nahi. Bas mujhe hasna aata hai.. aur main hasta rahoonga.

Do your god really exist??

Hmm.. god created man… and as a tribute.. man created a variety of gods.. waah kya competition hai… ab baat ye aati hai.. ki kya waakai bhagwaan hai??

Bhagwaaan.. ek aise saathi.. jo humari humesha madad karte hai… man mein ye mithya bani hai… ki jab bhi pareshaan ho.. bhagwaan ko yaad kar lo sab sahi ho jaayega.. jab bhi musibat mein ho.. bhagwaan sab sahi kar denge.. are bhai kaun hai ye bhagwaan aur kaha hai ye?
sabse pehle baat karte hai vigyaan aur bhagwaan… ie technology nd mythology…

ek baat sochne waali hai ki kya sach mein wo log bhagwaan hi the jinhe hum bhagwaan ka darza dete aa rahe hai… m sorry if m being controversial.. but agar bat kare pauranik zamaane ki.. to kin baato ki wajah se hum unhe bhagwaan maante hai?? Bhramastra is simple nuclear missile… pushpak viman is simply and speech recognising plane.. ek jagah se doosri jagah gayab hona.. is case of teleporting…. And many other things.. main manta hoon ki kaafi baatein uljhi hai.. jinka suraag nahi mila hai.. par kya hum us wajah se unhe bhagwaan maanne lage..?? unki bebuniyaad pooja karne lage??

Kya kabhi humne socha hai.. ki ramchandra jee… Krishna jee.. ye sab apne saamrajya ke raja the.. aur inhi ke shasan ke samay ramayan aur bhagwat gita likhi gayi.. to kya ye nah ho sakta ki praja ne hi apne raja ko khush karne ke liye unki badaai mein ye baatein likhi ho,, ho sakta hai bilkul ho sakta hai.. bas nazariye ko zara sa badalne ki zaroorat hai..

Achha chaliye is situation ko dekhiye… agar aaj mein kisis actor ka bahaut bada fan hoon.. nd uske baarein mein badha chada ke koi kitaab likh doon.. aur uske baad black period aa jaaye ( matlab aisa period jab bhootkaal ka sab kuchh dhwans ho jaata hai.. aur ek naye vartamaan ki shuruaat hoti hai)..aur fir 400 500 saal baad meri us kitaab ke kuchh panne mile.. to log to yehi matlab nikaalenge naaa ki 400 500 saal pehle koi mahapurush janma tha…??

Now moving on to chanting of mantras.. ya I too believe that chanting of mantras gives positive energy… note that mantras only.. no bhajans nd all.. nd that chanting too.. in real way… ye nahi ki om bhuv bhawa swaha mein bhi music daal diya.. hmm I ws saying ki chanting in real way do bring positive energy… bt that’s because the positive vibration created due to chanting… nd trust me god has to do nothing with it.. because most of the mantras were created by Aryans.. the first scientist.. first humans… worshipper of nature.. its only us who have linked each mantra with one or the other god..

Nw the thing is.. why m shouting at all these things.. wht really the problem is..??

See my first line.. problem lies there only… hum bhagwaan ka asli matlab hi nahi samajh paaye.. alag alag bhagwaan bana diye .. aur saari musibato ki jad yehi hai.. aaj duniya ki sabse badi pareshaani.. aatankwaad.. ye isi wajah se hai… na hum alag alag bhagwaan banaate .. na alag alag mulk bante.. na alag alag caste… sab isi wajah se..

Hum bhagwaan ki baat karte hai.. bhagwaan ki pooja karte hai.. aur uski sabse achhi rachna yani insaan se nafrat karte hai?? Ye baat samajh nahi aayi.. agar aap kisi ko itna maante hai ki uski pooja karne lage.. tab to uski rachna ka apmaan kaise kar sakte hai?? Aisa karke to hum khud hi is bat ko pramaanit kar rahe hai ki insaaan ko bhagwaan ne banaya hi nahi hai..
What I believe is… ki bhagwaan ko samajhne se pehle insaan ko samjho.. bhagwaan ki pooja se pehle insaan ki izzat karna seekho.. bhagwaan kuchh nahi hai humara hi achha roop hai… aur shaitaan humara bura roop..

Aastha ki baat kare.. to sabse badi aasta kisi gire hue insaan ko utha ke gale se lagaane mein hai… bhagwaan par fool chadhane se jyada khusshi sadak kinaare gire hue foolo ko chuune mein hai… subah subah uth ke pooja karne se zyada khushi mata pita ki ek pyaar bhari nazar deti hai…keertan karne se jyada shaanti kisi zaroorat mand ki madad karne mein milti hai… laakho karoro rupees bhagwaan jee ka swarna singhasan banwaane se zyada rutba vridhh ashram aur anathaalay banwaane mein haasil hota hai… par pata nahi kab hum ye sab baatein samajh paayenge…

Ek baat yaad aa gayi… kahi ek sher dekha tha..

Ki .. mandir ghar se bahaut door hai…
Chalo kisi rote hue bachhe ko chup karaya jaaye,,

Haan maana ki bahaut se sawaal hai zehen mein ki ye bhramaaan kaha se aaya.. kaha se sab shuru hua.. ek parmaanu ek anu se shuru hoke ye sab vikraal viraat brahmaan kaise bana.. par in sabka uttar jaanne ke liye samay bahaut hai.. jab tak in baton ka jawaab na mile tab tak jo saamne hai usko maano…

Bas saari baat yehi aa jaati hai.. ki ek taraf bhagwaan hai… jinka abhi pata nahi ki wo hai ki nahi.. lekin fir bhi hum jaan deke unme rame hue hai… aur ek taraf insaan hai.. jo humesha humaare aas paas rehta hai.. jo hum khud hi hai… kisko sarvopari maana jaaye??

kyon?? aakhir kyon??

kyon mujhme hai itna khaali pan???
ki jo bhi hokar guzra mujhme reet gaya..

kyon itna andhakaar hai mujhme???
ki mera saara jeevan chamakne ki chah mein beet gaya....

haan !! main ek kathin pathreela rasta hoon..
to fir kyu?? pathik ki aah par main hasta hoon..??

kyu main roshni se itna bachta hoon???
ki sooraj ko bhi paani se rachta hoon..

महिला आरक्षण

today i gav this speech fr the screening round of hindi debate... letss see.. selection hota hai ki nahi....

भारत , हमारा भारत ,जहा पहले से ही हमपर ये कलंक लगा है कि यहाँ एक पुरूष प्रधान समाज निवास करता है , महिला आरक्षण कि बातें करके और उसे बढ़ावा देने कि बात करके हम इस बात पर ठप्पा लगाते है कि हाँ ! भारत एक पुरूष प्रधान समाज का प्रतिनिधि है और nari को आरक्षण namak baisaakhi का sahara to लेना ही पड़ेगा

are क्या bhaartiya nari इतनी kamzor है... इतनी laachaar है कि उसे आरक्षण कि ज़रूरत पड़े....?? नही बिल्कुल भी नही॥ are जब महाकाल शिव के नाम से 'इ' की maatraa हटाने पर , जो कि माता parvati का swaroop है , शिव भी शव हो जाते हैं.... जब bhagwaan ने naari के अस्तित्व को sweekara है... tab हम आरक्षण deke उसकी mahanta में ये दाग लगाने waale होते ही कौन है??
गौरी shankar ,, sita ram ,,, raadha kishan... जहा bhagwaan के नाम में भी naari को प्रथम स्थान दिया जाता हो,,,, ऐसे देश में महिला आरक्षण को leke bahas होना ये बात thodi अजीब है॥

चलिए ये बातें हो गई पौराणिक समाज की... अब बात करते है vartman की ... rani lakshmi बाई , mother teresa , sarojini naidu ,,, इंदिरा गाँधी ... महादेवी varma .... lata mangeshkar... ityadi udahran है... की naari ने अपने vichaaro और कार्य pranaali से भारत को नई bulandiyon तक pahauchaya है ॥ क्या inme से किसी ने भी इसके लिए आरक्षण का sahara लिया था? नहीं बिल्कुल भी नही

vyavsayik समाज की बात करे to chanda khochar... इंदिरा nui.... kirann mazumdaar shaw का नाम किसी से भी achhoota नही है॥

darasal मुद्दा ये banta है आरक्षण के manak क्या है?? क्यों चाहिए आरक्षण ??
आज भी भारत के कुछ prant ऐसे है जहा mahilaaye bhroon हत्या का shikar होती है.... कुछ prant ऐसे है जहा लड़की से ज़्यादा dahej को mahattv दिया jata है ... कुछ prant ऐसे है जहा लड़कियों की पढ़ाई अनुचित समझी जाती है....!! inhi बातों का hawala देते हुए hamaare समाज के कुछ प्रतिष्ठित लोग kehte है॥ की naari के vikas के लिए... aarakshan zaroori hai...
are main to kehta hoon.. vikas ki zaroorat nari ko nahi.. balki sankeerna mansikta ke shikaar samaaj ke un vyaktiyon ko hai jinki wajah se mahilaayon ka shoshan hota hai ...

are bhagwaan ने to nari को duniya की सबसे बड़ी शक्ति दी है,,, जन्म देने की शक्ति॥!! वो कहते है ना की जीवन देने का अधिकार सिर्फ़ bhagwaan को है.... ये अधिकार bhagvaan ने औरत को dekar उसे अपने samkaksh isthaan (equal position) दिया है॥ to फ़िर क्यों हम बार बार आरक्षण की बात करके उसे apmanit करते है...???

mask...

laughter is the best medicine... ye aisa thght of the day hai... jo har kisi ko pata hai... often we see people laughing enjoying.. merry.. happy.... bt hav u ever giv it a thght.. ki kya sachh mein wo insaan khush hai??? ya sirf ek hasi ka mukhauta pehne hue hai...

bhai .. the thing is.. there are two things .. nd either of them can be followed....

first one.. when ur laughter overfloods with emotions... tears are the only way to drain them out..

or.. when ur emotions start overflooding with tears... use ur laughter to drain them out...

now.. its up to you to follow the first or the second one... problem isnt in crying.. bt the problem starts.. when u do so in front of others.. cz hardly there are people jo aapko samjhenge... bas sabka ek hi motive hoga.. ki aapki kamzori ko pehchaan lena.. nd har bar usi par strike karna...

And this is the reason why most of the people.. and even I always use this laughter as a weapon or rather tool.. against the sorrows...
ek aur baat.. ye laughter aur smile mein bada fark hai... hasi to jhooti aa sakti hai.. bt muskuraahat nahi... cz former is done with ur lips.. nd latter comes directly thru heart,...
so next time u find neone very joyful.. juss try to find.. is he really happy.. or juss hiding its sorrows under the mask of laughter,....

baaki haste rehne ke ka ek fayda to hai.. wo ye ki hasi hasi ko pehchaan ke hasti hai... means.. if u are happy or pretending to be happy.. ur surroundings will be similar...
nd waise bhi... its good to see someone smiling.. nd awsome to know... that u are cause of it...