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Thursday, January 8, 2015

Migratory Birds Part-II


The songs like चल उड़ जा रे पंछी, के अब ये देस हुआ बेगाना - हम तो चले परदेस seem to be alien emotion for the current generation. With the faster mode of transportation, globalization this world looks small .The migration within country does not seem a big deal. But some people far away living in different countries might find it relevant even today, when they remember their India. The feeling is similar when a villager in past remembered his village in a city. That time the distance was not easy to travel. And except letters there was no method of communication. Another thing, the sense of belongingness was deeper. In villages of those times, people lived as a concerned community, it was more common and less individual. Beside home and land , there was common village well, pond, trees, playground, temple, gurudwara , church, maszid  etc. In this age , we live more individually; even in villages. We are lost in TV, mobile, and many more individualistic gadgets.
Sometimes I feel,  up to last century a person`s life was like a deep rooted tree in a jungle, it was painful for tree to get uprooted and get placed in a new environment.   It was like tree might be missing the  fellow trees, birds, nests, insects’ animals, surrounding vines, neighboring brook etc.
 Now in twenty first century ,the humans are not deep rooted trees in ajungle but beautiful bonsai in a vase living with fellow plants in individual  vases  and there is no regret and remorse just pick the vase and place anywhere you like. So these songs sometimes seem irrelevant but not always , there are some people  …
चल उड़ जा रे पंछी, के अब ये देस हुआ बेगाना/
तू ने तिनका तिनका चुनकर नगरी एक बसायी
बारीश में तेरी भीगी पाख़े, धूप में गर्मी खायी
ग़म ना कर जो तेरी मेहनत तेरे काम ना आई ,
अच्छा हैं कुछ ले जाने से दे कर ही कुछ जाना

भूल जा अब वो मस्त हवा, वो उड़ना डाली डाली
जग की आँख का कांटा बन गयी चाल तेरी मतवाली
कौन भला उस बाग को पूछे, हो ना जिसका माली,
तेरी किस्मत में लिखा हैं, जीते जी मर जाना

रोते हैं वो पंख पखेरू, साथ तेरे जो खेले
जिनके साथ लगाये तू ने अरमानों के मेले
भीगी आखियों से ही उन की आज दूवायें ले ले,

किस को पता अब इस नगरी में कब हो तेरा आना/


Wednesday, April 14, 2010

mausam badale na badale nasib

         The news about killing of 75 CRPF personnel by maoists dipressed me badly. some  people may be  in anger against maoist but my feeling is only a deep pain. Any mass killing evokes the same pain but i dont know why this time the pain is something differrent and more deep. i mourn their death and pray , God may give sterngth to their families to bear the pain. ,

           No snesible person can justify killing by maoists but this episode has different angle too - it involves   deprived people , so aplying  force against them is not the only solution . we people living in comfortable zone never realize ,still in remotes of the country people struggle for their basic needs. someone has rightly pointed out that our developmental model is  "exploitive"

This reminded me the song which i heard in childhood and i felt like some one had torn my heart with a dagger.

ek ritu aaye ek ritu jaaye
mausam badale na badale nasib

it is bitter truth even  after 60+ years  of independence ,in  some remote corners of the country

mausam kai  badale  par na badale naseeb  .

this song is painful , please bear with me.

huun huun
ek ritu aaye ek ritu jaaye
mausam badale na badale nasib
kaun jatan karuun kaun upaay
ek ritu aaye...

tak- tak suukhe patte aankhein taras gayin
baadal to na barase aankhein baras gayin
baras baras dukh badhata jaaye
ek ritu aaye...

ho ho
pyaasi banjar dharati kisaka pet bhare o
bhukhe pyaase bachche kheti kaun kare
maan ki mamata nir bahaaye
ek ritu aaye...

aah
pyaar na karana nafarat karana sikh liya
sab logon ne ladana marana sikh liya
inako jina kaun sikhaaye
ek ritu aaye...