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Aao khelein Hori


Friends,
On the occasion of Holi in addition of earlier post on the same subject,
I would like to give you one more post in braj-bhasha, i incidentally like the
most of all dialdects of my mother-tongue, Hindi.

Aao khelein Hori

Ghir aayo sajni!
Badra gulaal kou
je hai laal peelou
Harou kaalou neelou
Ghus gayou mati meri
Ab je mahoul mouri,
Saara gaam nikas aou
Na jiu bas mein,
Na jaan bas mein
Chalou khelein Hori…
Sainyaa kharein barjori,
Divas mastani Hori
Jyon karei thou Daau kou.

Aao khelein hori
Tum Rasia gaao gori
Chalou khelein Hori…
Gopian ko rijhavai
Murli madhur bajavai,
Bahiaan unki pakar
Tesu-phool mein dubovai
Raas-rachaiya, divas Hori
Karei barjouri je jauhri
Sunderta kou,
Neta baal-gwaaloun kou
Banaakar matvaloun ki toli
Karei divas bhar thithouli
Khelai prem Hori, preet Hori…
Aao hum-sub khelein Hori
Chalou mil jaaen gale,

Gaaen geet gori

Aao khelein Hori.
= Chetan Prakash ‘chetan’

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Holi

Bura na maano Holi hai

Pau phatate hi panghat par
Shuru ho gai thitholi hai,
Lachakti kamaria ke paas
Thumuk-thumuk thumke lagae,
Paglae deevano ki toli hai
Aaj bura na maano Holi hai.

Hod ho gayi aaj sabhi se
kaale peele laal rango se,
Tesu ke baasanti phoolo ki;
Piya ne bhar-bhar pichkari
Angiya choli par de maari,
Ho gaya kohraam har thaon;
Hai Ram! sajni bhool gayi
Laaj-sharam, vela Holi prabhat;
Nashili-rangili lipat gai
Baurae, madmae saajan ke gaat.

Chunnu Munnu Harsha Varsha
Dekh-dekh saare chakraen,
Anushashan ke bandhan toote;
Chunnu ne davaat syahi ki
Papa ke baniyaan udenli
Munnu bana hamjoli hai,
Harsha Varsha jor se bole,
Aaj buar na maano Holi hai.

=Chetan Prakash ‘Chetan’

Posted in Poetry.

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My Valentines

My Valentines


My first Valentine was
my love at first sight
though my senior
and a bit older
than me at the college
now lost to the world
of wisdom,
ever the Queen
of my kingdom.

The second was my student
a happy co-incident,
when i joined her college
as a teacher of English.
now herself in my shoes
keeping gracefully
to herself her woes.

The third came a bit late
though with a clean slate,
i apologized saying
she missed the bus
because the fourth had
already been there.

A cool tigress, the fourth
never allowed me to digress
from her and her concerns
and be myself.
i took her leave
dis-satisfied and naturally
not at all contended.

Then followed the fifth,
i would not discuss
because she so desired
and i promised,
not to make any fuss
after she had bid me
good-bye, so bye bye.

Since last time around,
my wife has been my Valentine
she gives me a red-rose
when i remember those,
who left me in lurch
in search of greener pastures.. My Valentines


My first Valentine was
my love at first sight
though my senior
and a bit older
than me at the college
now lost to the world
of wisdom,
ever the Queen
of my kingdom.

The second was my student
a happy co-incident,
when i joined her college
as a teacher of English.
now herself in my shoes
keeping gracefully
to herself her woes.

The third came a bit late
though with a clean slate,
i apologized saying
she missed the bus
because the fourth had
already been there.

A cool tigress, the fourth
never allowed me to digress
from her and her concerns
and be myself.
i took her leave
dis-satisfied and naturally
not at all contended.

Then followed the fifth,
i would not discuss
because she so desired
and i promised,
not to make any fuss
after she had bid me
good-bye, so bye bye.

Since last time around,
my wife has been my Valentine
she gives me a red-rose
when i remember those,
who left me in lurch
in search of greener pastures.. My Valentines


My first Valentine was
my love at first sight
though my senior
and a bit older
than me at the college
now lost to the world
of wisdom,
ever the Queen
of my kingdom.

The second was my student
a happy co-incident,
when i joined her college
as a teacher of English.
now herself in my shoes
keeping gracefully
to herself her woes.

The third came a bit late
though with a clean slate,
i apologized saying
she missed the bus
because the fourth had
already been there.

A cool tigress, the fourth
never allowed me to digress
from her and her concerns
and be myself.
i took her leave
dis-satisfied and naturally
not at all contended.

Then followed the fifth,
i would not discuss
because she so desired
and i promised,
not to make any fuss
after she had bid me
good-bye, so bye bye.

Since last time around,
my wife has been my Valentine
she gives me a red-rose
when i remember those,
who left me in lurch
in search of greener pastures.. My Valentines


My first Valentine was
my love at first sight
though my senior
and a bit older
than me at the college
now lost to the world
of wisdom,
ever the Queen
of my kingdom.

The second was my student
a happy co-incident,
when i joined her college
as a teacher of English.
now herself in my shoes
keeping gracefully
to herself her woes.

The third came a bit late
though with a clean slate,
i apologized saying
she missed the bus
because the fourth had
already been there.

A cool tigress, the fourth
never allowed me to digress
from her and her concerns
and be myself.
i took her leave
dis-satisfied and naturally
not at all contended.

Then followed the fifth,
i would not discuss
because she so desired
and i promised,
not to make any fuss
after she had bid me
good-bye, so bye bye.

Since last time around,
my wife has been my Valentine
she gives me a red-rose
when i remember those,
who left me in lurch
in search of greener pastures.. My Valentines


My first Valentine was
my love at first sight
though my senior
and a bit older
than me at the college
now lost to the world
of wisdom,
ever the Queen
of my kingdom.

The second was my student
a happy co-incident,
when i joined her college
as a teacher of English.
now herself in my shoes
keeping gracefully
to herself her woes.

The third came a bit late
though with a clean slate,
i apologized saying
she missed the bus
because the fourth had
already been there.

A cool tigress, the fourth
never allowed me to digress
from her and her concerns
and be myself.
i took her leave
dis-satisfied and naturally
not at all contended.

Then followed the fifth,
i would not discuss
because she so desired
and i promised,
not to make any fuss
after she had bid me
good-bye, so bye bye.

Since last time around,
my wife has been my Valentine
she gives me a red-rose
when i remember those,
who left me in lurch
in search of greener pastures.. My Valentines


My first Valentine was
my love at first sight
though my senior
and a bit older
than me at the college
now lost to the world
of wisdom,
ever the Queen
of my kingdom.

The second was my student
a happy co-incident,
when i joined her college
as a teacher of English.
now herself in my shoes
keeping gracefully
to herself her woes.

The third came a bit late
though with a clean slate,
i apologized saying
she missed the bus
because the fourth had
already been there.

A cool tigress, the fourth
never allowed me to digress
from her and her concerns
and be myself.
i took her leave
dis-satisfied and naturally
not at all contended.

Then followed the fifth,
i would not discuss
because she so desired
and i promised,
not to make any fuss
after she had bid me
good-bye, so bye bye.

Since last time around,
my wife has been my Valentine
she gives me a red-rose
when i remember those,
who left me in lurch
in search of greener pastures.. My Valentines


My first Valentine was
my love at first sight
though my senior
and a bit older
than me at the college
now lost to the world
of wisdom,
ever the Queen
of my kingdom.

The second was my student
a happy co-incident,
when i joined her college
as a teacher of English.
now herself in my shoes
keeping gracefully
to herself her woes.

The third came a bit late
though with a clean slate,
i apologized saying
she missed the bus
because the fourth had
already been there.

A cool tigress, the fourth
never allowed me to digress
from her and her concerns
and be myself.
i took her leave
dis-satisfied and naturally
not at all contended.

Then followed the fifth,
i would not discuss
because she so desired
and i promised,
not to make any fuss
after she had bid me
good-bye, so bye bye.

Since last time around,
my wife has been my Valentine
she gives me a red-rose
when i remember those,
who left me in lurch
in search of greener pastures.. My Valentines


My first Valentine was
my love at first sight
though my senior
and a bit older
than me at the college
now lost to the world
of wisdom,
ever the Queen
of my kingdom.

The second was my student
a happy co-incident,
when i joined her college
as a teacher of English.
now herself in my shoes
keeping gracefully
to herself her woes.

The third came a bit late
though with a clean slate,
i apologized saying
she missed the bus
because the fourth had
already been there.

A cool tigress, the fourth
never allowed me to digress
from her and her concerns
and be myself.
i took her leave
dis-satisfied and naturally
not at all contended.

Then followed the fifth,
i would not discuss
because she so desired
and i promised,
not to make any fuss
after she had bid me
good-bye, so bye bye.

Since last time around,
my wife has been my Valentine
she gives me a red-rose
when i remember those,
who left me in lurch
in search of greener pastures..

Posted in Personal.

9 comments



YE MERE SAPNO KI DUNIYA HAI


: ye mere sapno ki dunia hai :

Jeevanke jhanjhavaaton mein,
Toofanon mein,
Koi aas ukeri jaati hai
Rakt-beej bankar vah
Sukun-sabra de jaati hai.
Kah dena mujhko pagal mat
Ye sach bahut aage ka hai,
Eesa ko suli par charha diya
Sukrat ko zahar ka pyala diya,
Baapu ko goli maari hamne
Nathuram ko sar pe charha liya.
Kahne ko to hai bahut kuchh
Kintu kise kahne jae kahan
Har aag ke upar bhubhal hai
Andhi ka mujhko intzar yahan…

Badlegi shakl-o-surat dunia ki,
Har jakhm ko marham milata hai
Dukhion ke aangan-ambar mein
Suraj ab roj tahalta hai…
Ye mere apno ki dunia hai
Ye mere sapno ki dunia hai.
Roj yahan girte hain ham
Uthkar chala karte dagar apni
Toota dil ab jod liya hai…
Ye mere sapno ki dunia hai.

Aatanki! hosh mein aao, pahchano
Ye kal ke Bharat ka naksha hai…
Door-door tak hariyali hai
Kheto-kheto sona bikhra hai
Ismein Ganga-Jamuna hain,
Majhdhar nahi hai
Jhelam balkhati bahti yahin hai
HUJI ka ismein naam nahin hai.
Bharat mera akhand rahe,
Maa ne mujh se sankalp liya hai
Ye mere apno ki dunia hai,
Ye mere sapno ki dunia hai.

Chetan Prakash ‘Chetan’

Posted in Poetry.

11 comments



Aaya ritu-raj Basant hai

                    : Aaya ritu-raj Basant hai :

         Ritu-raj Basant hai
         Nabh mein shobhayman
         Chaudahvin ka chand
         Taare khile hain
         Anant brahmaand mein
         Baurai hai dhara
         Khushi ka uski ab
         Nahi koi ant hai…
         Aaya ritu-raj Basant hai.

        
         Kudrat ne lutai hai
         Ikatthi ki hui daulat
         Safed motion ki chhata
         Patti-patti bikhrai hai
         Sarson ke phool hain
         Hariyali ke galiche hain
         Chautarfa prikriti mein
         Aamantran hi aamantran hai…
         Aaya ritu-raj Basant hai.

         Hai chikni chandni ka asar
         Khet-khet chal nikle
         Ratnare patnaale hain
         Chup ko aadhi raat ke
         Jharna jham-jham tod raha
         Jod raha do dilon ke taar
         Bandishe jharen neha ke gaat
         Por-por mein uske raag anant hai…
         Aaya ritu-raj Basant hai
.

         Phool-phool chandani pasri hai
         Mand pavan kaan mein phusphusa raha
         Gainda bhi haan mein haan milaa raha
         Neeravta mein koi gunguna raha
         Baasanti raag,lagae tan-badan mein aag
         Shaayad yaad koi bhuli bisri hai
         Purvai mein ye tees ubhri hai
         Chaand hanse aur surbhit dig-digant hai…
         Aaya ritu-raj Basant hai.
         
     
         Chetan Prakash ‘Chetan’   

Posted in Poetry.

4 comments



INDEPENDENCE DAY

  • Happy Republic Day

Veer jawanon naujawanon!
Tum saavdhan bane rahna
Saichin ho ya Laddakh
Bane rahna tum maa ki aankh,
Delhi, Mumbai ho ya Assam
Tainaati mein aaram haram
Sanyam rakhna sannaddha bane rahna
Maa ka mastak ooncha rakhna.
Shaheedon ka tumhe smarn rahe
Ek- ek saathi ki qurbaani
yaad ho ye lambi kahani…
Muh-zubani.
Veeron ka tumko abhimaan rahe
Bharat mera khushhal rahe, azaad rahe!
Aabaad rahe, Gandhi, Subhash ki yaad rahe!
Chandra Shekhar Aazad, Bhagat Singh
Rajguru, Sukhdev, RaniJhansi sadrish sinh
Matwale, Mastaane, aazadi kr ye deevane
jhool gaye faansi par hanste hanste,
Gaate- gaate, Vismil’ka ye taraana…..
“Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil mein hai ‘
Dekhna hai jor kitna baazu-e-qaatil mein hai”

Posted in Poetry.

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Dohe

ZINDGI ME VISHAD HAI, ZINDGI ME PEEDA HAI AUR HAI SANTAAP BHI

PAR US CHHALIYA KRISHNA MEIN, MAI BHI HU AAP BUDDHIMAN BHI.1

HUM SABHI SAMAJHDAAR HAI AUR KABHI EK NIRAA BACHCHAA BHI.

ATHKHELIYAAN KARTA HAI MANN AUR  KABHI  EK  PRAHLAAD   BHI. 2

SANWRA NATKHAT BADA HAI AUR  EK ANOKHA KOOTNITAGYA BHI.

RAAS RACHTA HAI SAKHIYON SE UDDHAV SE DILATA HAI GYAN BHI. 3

ZINDGI KA SACH BAHUT GAHRA HAI AUR  MERE HATH NA AAYA KABHI.

KRUDH   MAAN   KAHA   KARTI, ‘TU  MAR  JAA’, AUR  MAI  MARA  NAHI.ABHI 4

Posted in Poetry.

2 comments



Geet

: Geet :

Maine maatra andhiyaron se
mrig-nayani nayanon ko aanja hai
pran! tumhen saakar pa sakun
meri aisi taqdir kahan hai
mein to kewal kewat hun
bane rahe tum mere Ram,
yahi yajna ki poonahuti hai
man ka chain sukoon-aaram.

Tum nirdosh, nishchhal ho
saraswati tumhari vaani mein
madhurya tumhara apna
bulbul,koyal ke gaayan mein
main to nira swarthi hun
bagiya se gandh chura laya
geet racha tha swayam tumne
kalp-pakhon se utha laya.

tumne hi apne adhron se
jab- jab smit bikhraya hai
indra-dhanushi parivesh ho gaya
mera man ati harshaya hai
kaise vyakt karun shabdon mein
abhivyakti ki pareshani hai
bhavuk-hridaya vilakshan buddhi
aur tumhara man daani hai.

Raaz yahi, hridaya ki dhadkan!
bheene-bheene vatayana ka
samarthya aur sahan-shakti ke
jheene pardon se darshyan ka
maine roka hai sau- sau bar
barbas aansoo dulak hi jaata,
paati yadi ek aa jaati
mera jeevan dhanya ho jaata.
Chetan Prakash.

Posted in Poetry.

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: Ghazal :



                                                                                                                                                                                                                             सोचता  हूँ   दर्द    को   अल्फाज़   मे   निचोड़   दूँ .                                                                                                                            कुछ   इस   तरहा   मैं   अपने   चुप   को  तोड़  दूँ.  
                                                                                                      
                                                                                                                     दिल्लगी    दिल    की    लगी     न      बन     जाए,
                           कल    मैं     तुझे     आवाज़       देना    छोड़      दूँ .

                           मुंतज़िर    रहना    सदा     बस    का       नहीं     है,
                           सोचता    हूँ   बात   को   अब   मैं    नया   मोड़    दूँ.

                          वो     राज़दार   तो    था    नादान     भी   है    चेतन,
                          इसे     दर्द     कहूँ     या     मलाल    से    जोड़     दूँ.

                          जानता     हूँ     लंबी      दौड़   का   घोड़ा      हूँ    मैं,
                          अपना    मुस्तक़बील    भीड़    से    क्यों    जोड़    दूँ.
                                                                                                    -चेतन  प्रकाश, 07-01-2009.






Posted in Poetry.

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New Year’sGreeting

On New Year’s Eve

May all my thoughts

Are poised for fierce onslaughts

On problems galore

e.g. terror, corruption , starvation

And more and more

My motherland faces,

Looks up to her

Princes and princesses.

Chetan Prakash, 30-122008.

Posted in Friends.

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