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Friday 31 December 2021

1877 यह साल भी बीत गया ( Yeh sal bhi beet Gaya)This year also has been passed

 बीत गया.... हां, बीत गया..... खुद ही ।

क्या किया हमने ऐसा कि इसको जी लेते ।

जी लेते.... पर कैसे, मौका ही कहां मिला ,

कि..... कुछ पल खुशी के घूंट पी लेते ।

खुशी...खुशी देखी ही कहां जाती है किसी की।

खुशी तो दूसरों को घुटता देखने में होती है ।

तो... तो दूसरों को क्यों न होगी तुम्हें देखते हुए ।

पतझड़ का दुख देख , सावन आता है ।

सावन धीरे-धीरे बसंत लाता है और ,

बसंत परिवर्तित हो जाती है बहार में।

पर अगर सावन पतझड़ को देख खुश होता ।

और..... और कुछ न करता ....तो... ।

तो...न बसंत, न बहार.. कुछ भी न होता।


इंसान कब समझेगा जीवन जीने का गुर।

क्यों बिता के जिंदगी सोचता है मैं हूं खुश ।

दिन, महीने साल परिवर्तित हो जाते हैं ,

और सांसों के खजाने खत्म हो जाते हैं ।

सोच रह जाती है काश...  मैं थोड़ा जी लेता।

2.37pm 29 December 2021

Beet gaya.... haan, beet gaya khud hee .

Kya kiya hamane aisa ki isako jee lete .

Jee lete.... par kaise, mauka hee kahaan mila ,

Ki kuchh pal khushee ke ghoont pee lete .

Khushi...khushee dekhee hee kahaan jaatee hai kisee kee.

Khushi to doosron ko ghutata dekhane mein hotee hai .

To... to doosaron ko kyon na hogee tumhen dekhate hue .

Pattjhdd ka dukh dekh , saavan aata hai .

Saavan dheere-dheere basant laata hai aur ,

Basant parivartit ho jaatee hai baahar mein.

Par agar saavan patajhad ko dekh khush rahata .

Aur.. aur kuchh na karata to... .

To na basant, na bahaar kuchh bhee na hota.


Insaan kab samajhega jeevan jeene ka gur.

Kyon bita ke jindagee sochata hai main hoon khush .

Din, maheene saal parivartit ho jaate hain ,

Aur saanse ke khajaane khatm ho jaate hain .

Soch rah jaatee hai kaash...  main thoda jee leta.

(English meaning)

It's gone... Yes, it's gone by itself.

What have we done so that we can live it?

Would have lived... but how, where did I get the chance,

That for a few moments he would drink sips of happiness.

Happiness...

One find Happiness is in watching others suffocate.

So... then why wouldn't others be looking at you.

Seeing the sorrow of autumn, Sawan comes.

Sawan slowly brings spring and,

Spring turns bhaar

But if Savan would have been happy seeing the autumn.

And.. if it  don't do anything else….

So neither spring nor spring, nothing would have happened.


When will a person understand the tricks of living life?

Why spend life thinking I am happy.

Days, months turn into years,

And the treasures of breath run out.

I wish I could live a little longer.

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