KK posted: " People generally lament the loss of friends and relatives, when they are gone. We don't realise the importance of people or things when they are available. Time and opportunities are not exceptions. Here is a poem arising out of such feelings: वक्"
People generally lament the loss of friends and relatives, when they are gone. We don't realise the importance of people or things when they are available. Time and opportunities are not exceptions. Here is a poem arising out of such feelings:
वक्त के साथ / Keeping Pace With Time
कुछ तो बदला जरूर है कभी गाल के डिम्पल मुझे बेचैन कर देते थे, अब झुर्रियों को देख परेशान हूं, कभी बातें कोयल की कूक लगती थी, अब खर्राटों से हैरान हूं, कभी अहम से बाहर नहीं निकल पाता था अब कई तरह के वहम पाल रखा है कभी फुर्सत नहीं होती थी अपनों से बातें करने की, अब समय है पर बात करने वाले नहीं कभी जीत ही होती थी मेरे हिस्से अब हारता जाता हूं कभी मजबूरी में कभी अपनी इच्छा से कुछ तो बदला जरूर है, मेरे आस पास, मेरे अपने लोग और सबसे ज्यादा मैं खुद मुझे दिखा ही नहीं वक्त कि वह मेरे साथ कदम ताल कर रहा है वह दिखता नहीं भगवान की तरह, पर दिखाता बहुत कुछ है काश मैं भी चलता रहता वक्त के साथ वक्त की तरह न कभी थकता, न कभी रुकता, न कभी हारता बस चलता रहता वक्त के साथ...
ENGLISH translation
Something must have changed... once the dimples on cheeks used to make me restless, now I am troubled to see the wrinkles... once the talks used to be as pleasing as koo-kooos of cuckoos, now I'm surprised at snorting of snoring... once I never got out of my ego, now I'm under so many illusions... I never used to have time to talk to my loved ones, now time is there but no one to talk... once I used to win in every situation, now I go on losing sometimes under compulsion, sometimes of my own free will... something has definitely changed, in and around me, my own people and above all I myself... I couldn't see the time that it was walking with me... it's not visible, like God, but shows a lot... I wish I could keep walking with the time I wouldn't have got tired or retired, never have stopped or given up, had I kept pace with time...
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