January 4, 2015 § Leave a comment
I dreamt of an invasion
Ill treatment of my intellect
No sense of my education
De barred from freedom
I dreamt of an invasion
Respect of my intellect
My thoughts as a tool
A support to empower people.
November 8, 2012 § 1 Comment
Garjate angaare liye
Main cheer ke duniya chahti hoon
Toofano se tez dorti, dharkano ko sunanna chahti hoon
Inn bandh kamro mein saanse, barbadi ki raah hi chalti hai
Waqt paani ki tarah behta, zindagi yoon hi guzar rahi hai
Kitna hisaab, kitna paisa,
Kitna bhau iss mehnat ka?
Ped ki daali se ab kya banta hai
Phool, kaliyoh ka kon sa ghehna?
Badi company ki badi afsar bhi bano
Shaadi karke, shusheel bhi raho
Duniya toh paiso par naachti hai
Usko kamao, duniya kamao
Par main iss ubharte hue junoon ka kya karu?
Deemak ki tarah mujhe khata hua jo
Bijli ke angaare bahar phek raha hai
Inhi par main chalti rehti,
ab main udhna bhi chahti hoon.
November 1, 2012 § 1 Comment
Dilli ki galiyo mein main chalti chali
Rikshe ke kandho ka sahara le
Ittak Uttak nazre ghuma
inn nazaaro ko ganne jaise choosti chali
Dheemi dheemi chalti gaadi
peeche se horn bajati hai
Par kya kare, riksha bhaiya bhi toh aadmi hai!
Nazuk, par majboot pairo par
Tiki roti saari hai
Maathe se paseena tapke
Sawari chalte jaani hai
Ma, bhain ki gaali deta
Bigre hue baap ka bigra hua beta
Mere rikshe waale ko dhamki deta
Par kya kare ye mamuli bechara
Ek kapda, Riksha-makaan
Beti, biwi, gaon ke pehchan
Bori bistra pasaare aa gaya dilli mein paise kamane
Zindagi ka maara.
Teen pahiye, do pairo se din guzara
Kya paya isne, aur kya khoya
Ummeed aur nischaya par tike, mera rikshe waala
Raaton na soya
Raaton na soya.
November 20, 2011 § Leave a comment
The other day i got the fortunate opportunity to meet the ‘real citizens’ of India and was genuinely pulled down to the ground and into some thinking.
We all are so lost into our own world that hardly does it occur to us that ours is not the only world that exists.
With the advent of all the technological advancements animating around us, we get the notion of a successful 21st century India. But do you know that there still exists villages where people haven’t got electricity since the last 300 hundread years….where purdah system is followed as a mark of rightful tradition..
They are the farmers, the ground workers, who fill our stomachs. They deserve our attention too. Not just of diplomatic, power hungry politicians. The aam aadmi is not only the middle class, office going guy, but also the 80 year old village lady whose fighting for her pension.
We need to talk to them. Not from the podium, but sitting among them on the ground. Only when the comfort levels are met, the trust will build up, a change in everyone’s attitude will be witnessed. I made attempt and believe me, it felt wonderful. Its their love you get, their respect and good wishes. As for yourself, its then that you truly make achievement out of your own life.
Small efforts lead to big satisfaction. May be someday some change too might follow and we start thinking out of the system and out of the box…