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नवनिर्माण
संध्या हो रही थी मीता विचारों में गुथी, घिरते अंधेरों को देख रही थी। सुधीर के देहावसान को तीन साल हो गए थे। पर आज भी उसे ऐसा हिलाता ,जैसे अभी अभी की बात है। गोधूलि की वह बेला, उसे प्रतिदिन उस छन की याद ताजा कर देती ।ऐसा होना स्वाभाविक भी था। चालीस साल…
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THE ETERNITY OF TIME
Time keeps ticking ever the same, One by one tricky moments in game It flies fast if goodness is in space, And stops walking in gloomy glaze! Count not those ticks,while you wait, They shift not swift as letters on slate; Remain sedantry, mourning on gate; alike leftovers on an unwashed plate! Happier ones live,…
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Time
Time keeps ticking ever the same, One by one all moments braze, It flies fast with goodness in space, And stops walking in gloomy glaze! Count those ticks,while you wait, They shift not easy,as letters on slate; Remain a letterbox hung on one’s gate; Stinking impatience as an unwashed plate. Happier ones flip as bubbles…
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“क्या होगा सोच कर”
सोचती थी ,कभी जब सब स्थिर होगा फुरसत के छन में बैठूंगी,बाते करूंगी। मन को राहत मिलेगी,शब्दो को आयाम, समय को गिनना भूल ,दोनो करेंगें आराम। इंतेज़ार में वो लम्हे अनगिनत निकल गए, उम्मीद में, साथ वो भी पल छिन गिनते रहे, बेसब्र मोहलते, रहे हम इर्द गिर्द तलाशते, नई दिशा, नए ख़्वाब रहे हम…
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HOW BLUE IS MY SAPPHIRE
Today , all accounts of my past debts were going to be settled. The cursed tears of an unmarried mother seem on verge of being settled .The man who left me and my mother, to fend life alone was,lying here, before my eyes, crushed under the wheel of his own truck. The length of his…
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HIS Miracle !
A state wry, still in puzzle, restless I lay, Piercing deep into, high white ceiling gay, “Where to go lord,only YOU have the say! Unknown are tiring roads, direct my way! There’s no wisdom, no suggestions left to play, Lead me, for my feet doth no more tread its way! Hope withers, darkness- jackal is…