Magical 2018

May Baby 2018 enters your life with these magical playmates –

Shringar (Love)

Hasya ( Laughter)

Veerta (Courage)

Adbhutata (Wonder)

Shanti (Peace)

If these rasas are with you, joy and prosperity will automatically flow into your life!

Have a Lovely, Lovely New Year! नूतन वर्ष की हार्दिक शुभकामनाएँ!

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वो कलाकार!

मुट्ठी भर मिट्टी उठाकर

दिया एक शिशु आकार

दिव्य रूप, आलौकीक मुख देख

स्वयं चकित था कलाकार!

उमंग भरी हास्य रेखाओं से

किया उस आकृति को परिपूर्ण

कुछ गुलाबी कुछ सुर्ख़ लालिमा से

गढ़ी उसकी ओढ़नी रंगीन!

कुछ क्षण में फिर मचला

उस आवारा कलाकार का मन

फेर बदल कर प्रतिमा में

और भी सुंदर सजाया तन!

अब आयी तेज़ दूपहरि,

लगी कुम्हलाने उसकी कला

परिवर्तित हुआ रूप यौवन का

धीरे धीरे वो शरीर ढला

तब अनुभव रेखाओं की बारी आयी

उससे किया चेहरे को अंकित

सीधी, तीरछि, लम्बी, छोटी

उनमें कहानियाँ थीं अनगिनत!

साँझ आयी, फिर अँधेरा घिर आया

भीग उठे प्रतिमा के नयन,

उसे देख एक पल ठिठका वो

पर नहीं पिघला उस कलाकार का मन!

मिला कर वापस मूर्ति को मिट्टी में,

उस कहानी का किया अंत,

और फिर डेरा डंडा उठा वो,

स्थितप्रज्ञ चला इक नूतन पथ!

Dear Friends,

I wanted to write in Hindi for a long time now. And I am so happy to have finally written this poem. With the grace of God, I can write in both Hindi and English with equal flair. Infact, initially I was a better writer in Hindi. I was the proud recipient of Rashtra bhasha gaurav (National Language Pride) back in my High school days. And many of my Hindi works have been awarded . I have written a famous Hindi teleplay too. But after I became a journalist (English) I stopped using written Hindi. But I am adamant to revive it and get my flair back.

This poem is dedicated to the supreme kalakar or artist, God. And how He is so unaffected while creating and destroying His creations. How He starts by creating a baby, then shaping her into a beauty, after that adding maturity to her form and finally destroying her when her part in this world is over. Hope you all like my first Hindi poem on WordPress.

Small Things#7 – Here is why all Ladybugs are old!

A conversation with my son made me look at Ladybugs in a different light. Ladybugs are real old, mamma,” he said observing a Ladybug on a leaf in the patio. “Why, what made you think so?, I asked him curiously.

“There are two reasons,” he explained in his American accent. “First, beee…cuz their name starts with Lady. And aren’t all ‘Ladies’ suppose to be old…? And second, look…how slowly they crawl! Really slow…!” He imitated the cute Ladybug.

All I could say while trying not to smile was – Good Observation!

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