झाला महार पंढरीनाथ - ग.दि.मा आणि बाबूजी

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झाला महार पंढरीनाथ
काय द्येवाची सांगू मात
झाला महार पंढरीनाथ ॥धॄ॥

नेसला मलीन चिंधोटी
घेतली हातामधी काठी
घोंगडी टाकीली पाठी, टाकीली पाठी, टाकीली पाठी
करी जोहार दरबारात
झाला महार पंढरीनाथ ॥१॥

मुंडाशात बांधिली चिठी
भेटतो दुरून जगजेठी
तामाजीनं विकली जी कोठी, विकली जी कोठी, विकली जी कोठी
त्याचं घ्यावं दाम पदरात
झाला महार पंढरीनाथ ॥२॥

खळखळा ओतील्या मोहरा
ह्याची मोजून पावती करा
ढीग बघून चमकल्या नजरा, चमकल्या नजरा, चमकल्या नजरा
शहा घाली बोट तोंडात
झाला महार पंढरीनाथ ॥३॥

झाला महार पंढरीनाथ
काय द्येवाची सांगू मात
झाला महार पंढरीनाथ ॥धॄ॥

The Gorgeous at canteen

Gorgeous would be the word to describe her. She was having lunch and I entered the canteen to accompany my friends for a cup of tea. The first thing that captured my mind was her splendiferous and voluptuous beauty. I had almost lost myself to her, as usual, when my friends, they think, brought me out of the dreamy-world. I am still following her. I cannot think of anything else but her elegant blue dress, her black innocent eyes and her lovely and fair skin - lustrous enough to please ones senses. If I am not mistaken, as is not the case always, those eyes were also desperate to capture every move I made. Just heard that today is her first day in our company.

Feeling proud of ones own country

Last weekend I attended a lecture from Prasad Chikse, member of the Vision 2020 comitee led by our current president Dr.Abdul Kalam. In his presentation, based on the facts supported by statistical data, he revealed the potential India has in different sectors ranging from Agriculture to Atomic energy. During the speech he illustrated an example of how the Japanese people have pride in the commodities their country produce and how much do they care to save a blame on it.

Prasad was associated with one of the social organisations in Kanyakumari and was located there as a part of his activity. One day while he was standing against the statue of Swami Vivekananda, he saw two young Japanese men passing by and staring at the awesome statue. These Japanese were equipped with highly advanced cameras and lenses. Prasad requested these Japanese men to take a few photographs of the statue. The Japanese men agreed to Prasad's request but with one condition. They said,"If we get good photographs you have to say that these were taken by a Japan made camera; while if they fall to meet the expectations, you say that these were taken by a young Japanese".

Do we, Indians, have the same attitude? Do we take such pride in what India deliver to the world?

गुलजारजी की "त्रिवेणी" इस काव्य-संग्रह से

कुछ २७ - २८ साल पहले गुलजारजी ने एक अनोखे फ़ार्म की कविताएँ लिखी जो "त्रिवेणी" नाम से मशहूर हुई। खुद गुलजार जी कहते है, "त्रिवेणी नाम इसलिये दिया था, कि पहले दो मिसरे, गंगा-जमुना की तरह मिलते है, और एक ख्याल, एक शे'र को मुकम्मल करते है। लेकीन इन दो धाराओं के नीचे एक और नदी है - सरस्वती, जो गुप्त है। नजर नही आती; त्रिवेणी का काम सरस्वती दिखाना है। तीसरा मिसरा, कहीं पहले दो मिसरों में गुप्त है। छुपा हुआ है।"

उसी त्रिवेणी संग्रह से कुछ कविताएँ यहाँ पेश कर रह हूँ।


उड के जाते हुए पंछी ने बस इतना देखा
देर तक हाथ हिलाती रही वह शाखा फ़िजा में

अलविदा कहने को? या पास बुलाने के लिये?


कभी कभी बाजार में यूँ भी हो जाता है
कीमत ठीक थी, जेब में इतने दाम नही थे

ऐसे ही इक बार मैं तुमको हार आया था ।


खफ़ा रहे वह हमेशा तो कुछ नही होता
कभी कभी जो मिले आंखें फ़ूट पडती है

बताएं किसको बहारों में दर्द होता है ।


क्या पता कब कहाँ से मारेगी?
बस कि मैं जिंदगी से डरता हूँ

मौत का क्या है, एक बार मारेगी।

And in despair he thinks....

He is very much attracted to her and the feeling makes him too anxious to see mesages from her. When this feeling is intense and he sends a message to her, fortunately getting a reply, he feels blissed. But these moments are not experienced too often.

He sends a mail and wait for the pop-up saying "you have a new mail". Each time he has a pop-up, he leaves aside all his work and go to inbox, desparately waiting to see whether it's from her - the girl he is looking for?

But to his fortune things don't turn up his way. And in despair he thinks of the ways he can love thee.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

(Originally quoted by Elizabeth Barrett Browning)