Send by Shri Anirudh Agarwal Sahib Ji,
Dear Kapil ji
Dedicated to
' Forget me not '.
उन प्यार भरे लम्हों की
तरंग अभी शेष है ।
उन गुप्त मुलाकातों की
उमंग अभी शेष है ।
अपने स्मृति- पटल से
भुलाना ना प्रियवर
तुम्हारे स्नेह और प्रेम की
ऊष्मा अभी शेष है ।
अच्छा ख़ासा बैठे बैठे ग़ुम हो जाया करता हूँ,
अब मैं अक्सर मैं नहीं रहता तुम हो जाया करता हूँ..
.....अज्ञात
Achcha khasa baithe baithe gum ho jaya karta hoon ,
Ab main aksar main nahi rehta tum ho jaya karta hoon !!
By unknown poet
Story :
Crow feeder by Kapil Jain
Before coming to Noida, We used to live in Karol Bagh Delhi, therefore for Morning walk, the best available park was Budha Garden , which is one of the largest park in whole Delhi region,
The location of Budha Garden is such that, one need to have a vehicle to reach their, therefore only a very small number of people go there by walking.
This episode was a result of continuous observations for a long time,
We ( me & my wife) used to observe that sometime a sudden panic / excitement amongst the birds movements & their noise. The exact reason was unknown as distance between us & epicentre were generally large & variable.
One day on arrival of a particular Fiat Car in parking lot, the same exciting birds all around specially Crow in huge numbers.
We found a Gentleman coming out from car, opened dicky, picked two full buckets of some bird food items, start walking to a spot about 100 meters away.
By this development, all the strings broke loose, the whole sky was busting with crows, hundreds of them.
Flying very low making noise, touching the Head shoulder of the gentleman, but Gentleman was totally unnerved, completely normal without any disturbance.
He spreaded the both buckets on a platform. Then all crows from sky, start picking the beeds from platform.
We both were quiet thrilled to see the whole episode.
Next day we decide to talk to the gentleman, we waited for him in the parking lot, same earlier day's episode repeated, after all this,
We asked him, Sir you are doing very noble service for the birds.
He replied to us, No sir, these birds are doing noble service on me.
We strangely asked him, the meaning of noble service by birds, he said, I had a very chronic pain in the legs & was almost bed ridden, Doctors advice was to have morning walk without fail. I was very depressed by the pain & fragile health, had no desire to live.
By just coincident, one day I brought some food items for birds,
These little creature like them very much, next day I found waiting for me in search of food,
This may be my over-impression that they are waiting for me,
But this intense feeling has sufficient enough to bring my self to park just to meet birds & feed them,
This whole process has bring back my legs strength & my self confidence. That is why my have almost get rid of my chronic illness.
The end.
हमसे कहे कुछ दोस्त हमारे , मत लिखो,
जान अगर प्यारी है प्यारे, मत लिखो
हाकिम की तलवार मुकदस् होती है
हाकिम की तलवार के बारे , मत लिखो ,
बस वो लिखो जो अमीरे - शहर कहे ,
जो कहते है दर्द के मारे , मत लिखो ,
खुद मुन्सिफ़ पाबस्ता है लब-बस्ता है
कौन कहा अब अर्ज़ गुजरे, मत लिखों,
दिल कहता है , खुल कर सच्ची बात लिखो ,
और लफ्ज़ों के बीच सितारे , मत लिखो,
हमसे कहे कुछ दोस्त हमारे , मत लिखो,
जान अगर प्यारी है प्यारे, मत लिखो.....
........अहमद फ़राज़
मुनीर नियाज़ी कृत "हमेशा देर कर देता हूं मैं"
ज़रूरी बात कहनी हो ,
कोई वादा निभाना हो ,
उसे वापस बुलाना हो ,
हमेशा देर कर देता हूं मैं..
मदद करनी हो उसकी ,
यार की ढांढस बंधना हो ,
बहुत देरी ना रास्तों पर ,
किसे से मिलने जाना हो ,
हमेशा देर कर देता हूं मैं ...
बदलते मौसमो की सैर मे ,
दिलों को लगाना हो ,
किसी को याद रखना हो ,
किसी को भूल जाना हो ,
हमेशा देर कर देता हूं मैं ....
किसी को मौत से पहले ,
किसी ग़म से बचाना हो ,
हकीक़त और थी कुछ ,
उस को जा के ये बताना हो ,
हमेशा देर कर देता हूं मैं ...
