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मैं १६ दिसंबर हूँमैं १६ दिसंबर हूँ,अभिशप्त, कलंकित |काश ध...

मैं १६ दिसंबर हूँ










मैं १६ दिसंबर हूँ,अभिशप्त, कलंकित |काश धरा गति बढ़ा ले,सूरज का चक्कर एक कम दिन में लगा ले,मैं मिट जाना चाहता हूँ|मर्यादा के शरीर से,जब मानवता नोच ली गयी थी,उन घावों को फिर से हरा नहीं करना चाहता हूँ, मैं मिट जाना चाहता हूँ |
आज हँसी तो  होगी,ख़ुशी न होगी,मन में कलेश रहेगा,शांति न होगी,जब सूरज बुझेगा,बदबू सी उड़ेगी,आज रात विधवा सी आएगी, रोते तारे, मरासु चाँद,अट्ठास करती हवा,हड्डियों तक भेदती वेदना,सब तड़पेंगे, सब कापेंगे,मैं ये नहीं चाहता हूँ, मैं मिट जाना चाहता हूँ |
      गौरव शर्मा  

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                            WE HAVE BEEN ODD, LET’S BE EVEN NOW….                                                             ….FOR OUR OWN GOOD
National Green Tribunal pulls up the Delhi government for failing to curb pollution and outcomes proposition that private vehicle will run on alternate days on odd-even arrangement starting on the first day of 2016.The knee jerk reaction was among a slew of measures taken by the mortified government, comprising of proven novices on account of frequent U- turns.The move has received mixed reaction. To some it is senseless, impractical and illegal.  We Indians surely know logic. 
Some argued feasibility, people having two cars would take one car one day and the other on next day and plan may fail if people buy more cars.Some unabashedly refused compliance citing the in adequate quality and quantity of public transport.Here are some of the comments-‘I would do anything to avoid getting fleeced by auto and taxi drivers’‘Every day we hear about incidents of chain snatching and other crimes. There is no option but to buy another car’‘In case of emergency should we act or take care of odd- even numbers of our vehicles’ True, the move of ration road space is certain to inconvenience commuters but can anything deny that the present situation of demands drastic and immediate measure? Can we gain without pain?
A renowned author who is a self- acclaimed reformer and one who beats his own trumpet about changing the country, criticized the odd-even traffic rules.He says, ‘At a time when we need economic growth and jobs, somebody decides to get half the vehicles off the roads and destroy productivity.’The bragging author got his reply.Many others reproved Delhi Government for thinking something to improve the city’s toxic air quality. All right, I agree the decision is tough, unfeasible, impractical, absurd and whatever. But do we have a better solution?I’m not a great fan of Arvind Kejriwal and maintain that he preaches more than he practices. And to add that, the blunders he has made in his endeavour to establish a foothold in mainstream politics further spoils his image.He has delivered less than he promised and his covenant of providing people clean governance proves mendacious by his own rapacious implementation more for self-fulfillment than for the ‘Aam Aadmi’.I, a common man, feel beguiled and betrayed. However, without any predilection, he merits benefit of doubt on ground of inexperience and despite of going bungling ever since he has worn that crown of thorns.I admire him for this prompt and tough decision of curbing pollution that many cities in world had experimented successfully with in the past.
All of us were not born rich and have gone through many years of life without having the luxury of private vehicles. If not so, then there are uncountable number of less fortunate in our country who commutes by public vehicles and  counter exigencies. If they can, we can too.There are arguments that people would buy a second vehicle with odd or even number. Okay, but for whom this proposition is being brought? It is for us and nothing can be implemented if we are not ready to cooperate. If we are prepared for the doom, let it be.Another argument is what if a party stretches beyond midnight.We can always plan accordingly if we are willing to make the city air clean. And, wouldn’t it be nice if the parties end timely?I asked my students for their views on the rule. Most of them favoured it and mentioned numerous advantages of the rule. Most astonishing thing they said was, ‘We do not want to go to college or to work with an oxygen cylinder hanging on our backs.’Let’s accept with all humility that we have zealously contributed to worsen the situation and now it is imperative for us to participate in remedial measures with equal fervency.Nothing is possible if we are not willing. At least, accept it for a few days as the government has promised that it would be taken back if it causes inconvenience to public.So let’s shut up and cooperate for our own good.

ख्वाबों का जहाज़ मोड़ो तो सही कागज़ हौंसलों के&nbs...

ख्वाबों का जहाज़ 


मोड़ो तो सही 
कागज़ हौंसलों के 
बनाओ तो सही
जहाज़ ख़्वाबों के |

जूनून की हथेली पर 
जोश से रगड़ना 
तपिश सी लगेगी
चपटा करते रहना |

ज़ज़्बे की उँगलियों में,
नज़ाकत से थामना
'जा छू ले आसमान'
कहकर फूंक मारना |

उम्मीदों की हवा को
हिम्मत बहुत भाती है 
बाजुओं पर ऐतबार हो
मंज़िलें सिमट आती हैं
झुकाओ तो सही
बुलंदियां भी कई बार
बौनी हो जाती हैं |
गौरव शर्मा

हमरी भी हैं चारठो सीट-हम भी बनेगें परधानमंत्रीसंविधान लिख...

हमरी भी हैं चारठो सीट-हम भी बनेगें परधानमंत्री

संविधान लिखने वाले तो संविधान लिख गए और किसी को भी राजनीतिक दल बनाने का अधिकार देकर चले गए। परिणामस्वरूप आए दिन कहीं न कहीं कोई  न कोई एक नया दल बनाकर देश की राजधानी को अपना घर बनाने का सपना संजो लेता है।
ऐसा ही चलता रहा तो सोचिए कुछ वर्षों बाद ईवीम कितनी बड़ी  होगी। चार लोग कंधों पर उठाकर लाँएगें ले जाँएगें। बटन दबाने के लिए उम्मीदवार को वैसे ही ढूंढना  पड़ेगा जैसे कोई परीक्षा में पास होने की कम उम्मीद रखने वाला विद्यार्थी परीक्षा परिणाम को खंगालता है।

चुनाव चिन्ह कुत्ता, बिल्ली,चमगादड़, नाक, कान, लोटा, सोटा और न जाने  क्या क्या होगें। भई कहाँ से आँएगें इत्ते सारे चिन्ह? मजबूरी न हो जाएगी। कुछ भी मिल जाए बस वाइए चिपका लेंवेंगें। कुत्ता चिन्ह होने से हम थोड़ी ही न कुत्ते हो जाएगें।फिर कुत्ता भी  तो वफादारी का पर्याय है। देश के प्रति हमारी वफादारी का प्रतीक होगा यह चिन्ह। याहिए धर लो।

राज्य में थोड़ा सा दबदबा बना नहीं फिर सीधा केंद्र को साधेगें। भईया राज्य की बागडोर पत्नी, बेटे, बेटी को सौंप हम देश की राजनीति में टांग अड़ाऐगें।
लोकसभा में चार सांसद आए नहीं हमारे कि चिपक लेंगे गठबंधन की सरकार में। अड़ंगा डालने का सर्टिफ़िकेट ऐसे ही तो मिलेगा। प्रधानमंत्री बनने का सपना पालते रहेंगे सही मौका आते ही लपक लेंगे।
अरे बहुत से ग्वाले,मास्टर, और बहनजियाँ ऐसा सपना पाले बैठे हैं। कई तो कब्र में पैर लटकाए भी एक दफा उस कुर्सी पर टिकने की हसरत रखते हैं।हमनने ही कूण से कुकर्म कर राखे हैं। चूँ न देखें सुपना?

केंद्र में कोई बहुमत पा भी जावे तो क्या हुआ? राज्य में तो हमरी भैंसिया  ही चरेगी। देखे नहीं कश्मीर में क्या हुआ।
अब भईया संविधान के इस अधिनियम में कोई संशोधन तो हम होने देगें नही नहीं।

प्रधानमंत्री बनने का इससे सस्ता, सुन्दर और टिकाऊ उपाय यही है भाई रे। हम सकूल में पढ़ने वाले छात्र थोड़ी ही हैं कि परिच्छा में तैंतीस प्रतिशत अंक न आए तो फेल हो जाएंगे। हमरी तो पाँच सौ तैतालीस में से चार ठो सीट भी आ जाएं तो हमरा सपना टूटेगा नहीं। और प्रधानमंत्री न भी  बन पाए तो कुछ तो झटक ही  लेंगे। गृहमंत्री, वित्त मंत्री या फिर कोई राज्य  मंत्री।

ज़मीं आसमांज़मीं आसमां से कुछ यूं बोली-तू जब-तब आँसुओं से म...

ज़मीं आसमां

ज़मीं आसमां से कुछ यूं बोली-तू जब-तब आँसुओं से मेरा दामन भिगोता हैपर क्या कभी मेरे आँसू भीदेखता पोंछता है?कैसा मीत है तू?
आँसमां मुस्कुराया और बोला -पगली, मैंने ही सूरज सेयह कह रखा है तेरे आँसुओं को गर्म करेऔर उड़ा देताकि वो मुझ तक पहुँच सकेंमैं उन्हें सहेजता हूँबादल बनाता हूँऔर फिर तुझे नहला देता हूँवो मेरे आँसू नहीं हैं,तेरे ही हैंमैं तेरे आँसुओं कोखुशियों में बदल करतुझे देता हूँऐसा मीत हूँ मैं।

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                                दिल खफा -खफा सा है





खफा-खफा सा है
बुझा-बुझा सा है
ख्यालों की पेनि्सल से
ख्वाबों की तस्वीरें बनाता है
कुछ देर निहारता है 
फिर मिटा देता है
हौसले का कागज
रगड़ रगड़ कर
फट जाता है 
पिजरे में फसे चूहे सा बेचैन
रास्ता ढूढता है
अब थककर बैठ गया है
कुन्डी में अटकी जिदगी
कुतरता है
सहमा सहमा है
दिल खफा -खफा सा है।

PERIODS ARE PRIDE OF WOMEN Boys ...

PERIODS ARE PRIDE OF WOMEN      
Boys take a while to know about periods and even longer to understand the significance of the periodic bloody experience women have to undergo though a majour part of their lives. The elucidation comes largely through education for most of the men or after getting married or being in a relationship.Though I am no exception but I had a fair idea of women’s monthly cycles earlier than I should have. Thanks to my dumb-ass, traditional, superstitious and hypocrite clan.We are Suryadwij Brahmins (ancestors of Sun God). I grew up seeing my great grandparents and grandparents practising strict rules. Most of them are weird and laughable. One regarding the menstruation of women is near impossible to follow now. It didn’t seem tough then because of the big family size and the Joint family system. The woman in her periods will not enter the kitchen at all. She couldn’t cook, she couldn’t wash dishes or clothes, and she couldn’t enter the temple and couldn’t pray. She would eat in separate utensils, kept outside the kitchen for the very purpose.As kids, we often heard elderly women saying ‘She doesn’t have a hand, she will not cook’. Nineteen people of the family would widen their eyes and stared at the girl strangely. All except the children knew she had become ‘untouchable’ for a few days. Curious, we would ask mother what did that mean and left her embarrassed. She would distract us and escape answering.My father worked in Indian Air Force. When he was posted to another city, we had only one woman-my mother who could cook. So the ‘doesn’t have a hand’ phrase soon, erased off our memory.As I progressed in my academia, I learnt about the monthly ritual of the uterus of a woman and could relate to the frequent havoc it created in my big family.After my father voluntarily retired from his services and settled at Delhi in his own house as a nuclear family, my mother continued not following the rules. Consequently, our relatives, including my grandparents ‘disowned’ us and stopped visiting us. My parents have left for their abode in heaven and the things are still the same. I, being the only son of my parents, am an outcast.  However, I refuse to abide by the weird practice just to mingle with them.My predecessors were all decently educated. All men, conversed with each other in English at home and the women understood what they talked and used some words in their routine conversation. But, is it something I should feel proud of when I know the absurd and baseless system they followed.Menstruation cycle in women is something men should be more proud of than the fairer sex for it signifies their existence. It’s a periodic phase of fatigue and pain. Women need care and love during those days, not neglect and hatred.This makes sex education in schools more imperative. Men must be made to understand that it is a unique physiological process in women that enables human beings to continue their population on the only planet to have life. Women can’t be hated and should not be disowned in those days of a month.I may be wrong but in India, the women are more responsible for their exploitation. When they realized this and tried to change, it was too late and therefore, is taking longer to put things at their place.
Some Excerpts from my Novel RAPESCARS…They Never Heal….
1.     “…Like all girls, menarche had hit upon me at twelve, transforming me into a woman. We used to have a lot of discussion about who had and who had not got their periods in school. We girls experience bouts of pain and carry ourselves on the fatigued legs, but for years we don’t realize the significance of bearing menstruation. And when we do, we understand that it had made us a woman. The reasons our mothers and sisters give us are inadequate and inappropriate. The cramps and pain it gives may be horrible, but the way menarche changes our psyche is fascinating…”
“…I am a theist and respect God for everything but I believe he too has been unfair to women. It is iniquity on God’s part to make women bear the pain and unease of menstruation as early as ten- twelve years. He denied them of the pleasures of adolescence, an epoch that visits the lives of only men amidst childhood and adulthood. Girls become women out of a child because nature blessed them with ovaries that seem to be in a hurry to release the eggs. Each woman, the supressed creation, suffers almost two thousand days of her life in pain, bleeding and cursing herself for being a woman when her womb dutifully dresses up and prunes itself during those five odd days every month. Nothing is more optimistic than the uterus of a woman..."

WOMEN'S DAY

WOMEN'S DAY

AN OPEN LETTER TO THE HOME MINISTERDon't Ban the film,ban...

AN OPEN LETTER TO THE HOME MINISTER

Don't Ban the film,ban the rapes if you can !
I am too agitated to address you amicably in this particular letter and I think I
reserve a right to do so.
This is the height of insanity to be shown by a person who represents the people of this country.
How could you grant permission to an interview of a dreadful rapist who is alive just because 
the incompetent and inappropriate laws you and your government do not want to amend?
What did you think a brutal rapist had to tell to the world except the absurd and obnoxious dirt 
in his sick mind?
I can’t find any fault in the film maker Leslee Udwin’s, choice to make a film on that ‘highly 
propagated’ incidence of rape. She was aware that she could have an easy access to the 
culprits in our country. Also, the convicts of a crime of that degree of brutality could be found 
relishing the comforts of jail for that long in our country only. She claims to be a rape victim 
herself and observes that the interviewing one of the convicts of that ‘scintillating’ rape case 
would help in knowing the psyche of the rapists and hence would help in solving the problem. 
Her smartness outdid you. Did she tell you that she would help you in absolving the serious 
issue of rape in India?
Why didn’t she interview her own rapist? Are women not raped in her own country? Haven’t 
there been more cruel cases of rapes in any other country?
Perhaps, she knew how millions of Indians are emotionally attached to that particular case and 
that would help her earning glory and popularity. And now when sentiments brewed after that 

beast’s rumbling became viral, you realized your mistake and did what our government is 

very good at-you have banned that documentary in India. 
Well done. ..Applause …I request all the readers to give it for the honourable Home Minister.
Dear Mr. Singh, we have not yet recovered from the pain and shock of that ominous Sunday of 
December 2012 brought to us. We live that pain again and again whenever we are reminded 
by the media that those beasts are still alive and living a comfortable lives in jail. Thanks to the 
benevolent law of our land that gives every opportunity to the violators of evading punishment 
and the justice-seeker has to put everything on stake to prove his violation.
Our legal system is responsible for giving voice to the beasts like Mukesh who shamelessly 
held the victim responsible for her brutal rape. We really should be proud of the rights we enjoy 
as the citizens of India when a criminal can brazenly do moral policing and suggest what 
women should do and what they should not.He knows that our law loves offenders, especially who commit serious offences and treats them most hospitably in jails by providing everything for free even security.
Kindly hear what that bas**rd has said and feel proud. You have not banned that film because 

you thought that what the interviewee said is wrong and weird but you realized that the people 

who are calm and seemed to have settled with the status-quo of rape in our society would 

awake again. You fear from the agitation.
Leslee Udwin herself is a woman, a rape victim. I wonder why she wants to show the interview 
of an unrepentant rapist in a film named ‘India’s Daughter’ to be aired on the Woman’s Day. 
Don’t stoop low in search of glory and fame. However, one thing you rightly said Ms Udwin. 

Yes, we are a sick society. Mr. Singh, are you hearing? She said we are a sick society.
And I hope you will accept it.

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पापी मन
हर सुबह सूरज से
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आती जाती हवाओं में,
जवाब ढूंढा करता है...
भटकती खुशबू को 
पकड़ने के लिए,मन
कैसे कैसे पाप किया करता है |नित नित धूमिल होते
सपनो के लिए...
हर पल बोझिल होती
साँसों के लिए...
पापी मन पर ही
बोझ होता है तर्पण का..
जीवन तो पहले ही
हार जाया करता है..चलती रहती है वक़्त से
खुशियां की छीना तानी...
टूटा है बिखरता है
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