Straight from the Heart

The world is in a turmoil, And this time its just not about the fight for oil! There are doubts about continuity of Euro. The economy in Europe is stagnant-at near zero! Recession fears stalk the entire globe! Right from the deserts of California To the Pacific shores in faraway Tokyo. In absence of a demand, the factories cannot produce. Attractive discounts-even three for the price of one, is of no use! People are not buying many cars. They are neither spending on perfumes, air-conditioners or other wares! In Shangahi, one doesn’t have money for a house to possess, In USA banks are scared of mounting losses! Its no better even in our own country. Indian GDP going down doesn’t make anyone feel very cheery! The government has no money to make the economy grow. Neither have the best brains done anything worthwhile to show! Amongst the gloom all around, the saddest thing happens in one of India's remote towns. Prafulla Murmu is in a state of shock, for los...

बह गया वोह कगाज़ की कश्ती की तरह, गीतों से दिल  को छू के. जब दिन आ गएँ शबाब के, ओढ़े कफ़न चल दिए. होठों से छू के, हर गीत  जो अमर कर दिए. मुस्कुरा के गम छुपाने का, तरकीब सिखा गएँ. सितारा जो सो गया, परेशान रात साड़ी है. कुछ मीठी यादें और वोह दर्द भरी आवाज़, हमारे लिए छोर गएँ. ना चिट्ठी ना कोई सन्देश, जाने कौन सा है वोह देश बाबूल की नैहर चोर के, है कहाँ तुम चलें गएँ?  फिजां में बिखर गया, खुसबू की तरह बन के. बदन बिना, चेहरा बिना, सिर्फ यादों में बसे रह गएँ! शफक, धनुक, महताब घटाएं, तारे, नागने, बिजली, फूल. हर चीज़ याद करेगा तुम्हे, तुम हमारी दिल में अमर हो के रह गएँ. 

Everything seems like it was only yesterday. When did the colourful dreams turn to shades of grey? Yet time has flown past, silent and on the sly. In a wink, a year is quickly going by. A few more patches of grey on the side-burn. The visage is rounder, possibly a little worn? Summer and winter pass by in quick succession. The year going by, leaving behind only emotion. Life has a new meaning, its back to days of struggle. From the smooth highway, its down to dribble and juggle. One keeps trying hard, lucky sometimes, unlucky most The year going by, one can only reminisce and silently boast. The heart is heavy, grudging steps drag on. On the lips no longer rests a melody of a song. Things I love, no longer find time for indulgence The year going by, the robot like motions sometimes makes no sense!