Saturday, November 28, 2009
DAY-72, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 1245 HRS, 28TH NOV'2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
DAY-71, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 2317 HRS, 25TH NOV' 2009
I apologize for writing late, not late very late say after 2 and half months but now I'll try to be regular on blogging... :)
Pain :
Agony, pain a feeling of helplessness, blood started surging in the veins as they were going to explode my whole anatomy and this all happened with me at 2330 hrs of 26/11/2008 when I heard and saw the Mumbai attack.
Why we didn't awake fully when this kind of act happened. Why we were sleeping aftermath of attack on trains and on the busy market of Mumbai coz commoner plies on the train and walk in the market street and not any celebrity or dignitaries involved???
It is a real shame for our police force and the government who believes in one and only one policy and that is corruption and looting the hard earned money of tax payers by one or other mean.
It is hard to believe that still lot of 26/11 martyrs family not received the compensations and those who received cheques most of their got bounced. This is the state of the affair.
Home minister of India has to say sorry on the national TV on behalf of Maharashtra State Police in reply to one of martyrs wife query that where is her husband's Bullet proof jacket which Police has not traced till date.
No one is there even to take care of the sanity of our Police force who were deployed on vulnerable locations. Recent example is of 'Gate way of India' where all the police force are forced to stay in side the Gate Way of India.
Why Govt has not done before for their sanity/living at nearby areas. They had even option to make a living quarter on a barge or on a houseboat for the police force but they have done nothing. Who cares for them as their officers and all the Politicians having air conditioned accommodation so why bother for the normal policemen.
Just 2 days prior to the attack I had been to these tourist places with my family and friends and was amused and discussed with my family that even when I use to go to 5 star hotel in Algeria we have to go through rigorous checking process which I had found lacking in Taj.
Still our govt has not awaken up and through your blog I want to bring attention to whomever concerned that following lack or system improvement required urgently at all international airports as I experienced it and pointing out here~
1. There is no screening of baggage available at the entry point of the airport building terminal. It is mandatory otherwise anyone can take anything inside of the terminal building. I do understand there is CISF men are there to check your e-ticket and passport but no X-ray screening available which normally available all over the world.
2. Screening of baggage is done on inline conveyor system and that too after check in at Mumbai airport.
Now, question is why we are giving so much leverage to the terrorist to play around if they wish they can bring the fake e-ticket and passport and can enter with whatever baggage along with them in the foyer of the terminal which will be very harmful for the nation.
So, my suggestion is for improving security particularly at Mumbai airport to install X-ray screening system with immediate effect at the entry point of airport terminal building and secondary point to develop a methodology to screen the correctness of passport and e-ticket at the entry point itself for negating all the evil thoughts.
Ending with a very interesting note hope you all will enjoy~
A Swedish Hans Rosling was a young guest student in in St John's Medical College in India when he first realized that Asia had all the capacities to reclaim its place as the world's dominant economic force. At TEDIndia, he graphs global economic growth since 1858 and predicts the exact date that India and China will outstrip the US. and the date is 27th July'2048. You all can hear Hans Rosling talk at~
With love and warm regards,
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Saturday, September 12, 2009
DAY-70, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 12TH SEPT' 09, 23.44 HRS
THE LONELINESS AT SAHARA
The characteristic of
As per my research thousands of years before Sahara was a very greener place but climate took its toll and now thousands and thousands kilometer stretches are just either Sand dunes or rock plates or different mountain ranges and few river, which run across Sahara out of them following are prominent ~ Nile and Niger river these are permanent and rest are seasonal where there is only dry river bed which may carry water for a brief period during uncommon waterfall.
I remember following lines by John Donne “No man is an island, entire of itself,” and this line holds true even to the most romantically challenged.
Loneliness, solitude, isolation whatever you say it always will be there in this
The marvels of modern technology, however, have helped me obtain some relief, as small as it may be. I’m sure almost everyone reading my rant is familiar with Napster and its many variants. You have probably used it to share music and ripped copies of DVDs. Fortunately for you, you’ve never been forced by loneliness and desperation to seek a digital alternative to human companionship. I took my thoughts and indulge myself completely into something creative like playing games, doing workouts and blogging which help mine mental energy to face the loneliness.
Let me know your thoughts what you would have done if you would have been at my place….:)
With lots of love and good night….
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Thursday, September 10, 2009
DAY-69, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 10TH SEPT' 09, 23.24 HRS
The leader
The Bhagwad Gita clearly states:“Behave with others as you would with yourself. Look upon all the living beings as your friends, for in all of them there resides ones soul. All are but a part of that universal soul. A person who believes that all are his soul-mates and loves them all alike, never feels lonely. Divine qualities of such a person such as forgiveness, compassion and services will make him lovable in the eyes of his associates. He will experience intense joy throughout his life.”
Have you ever tried to make it out when your company’s CEO or whom you say a good orator what they speaks. Have you even try to explore in details of the speech content. For your dismay Its an amazing fact and true to best of my knowledge that your body language is 60 per cent of what people remember of you; tone makes for 30 per cent, and content is only 10 per cent. "This means that, in key meetings and presentations, you need to present yourself as a leader with every part of yourself that's visible to others."
For instance, the classic hand position for leaders worldwide is the steeple - `a kind of relaxed prayer position, with your fingertips touching'. That way, you can control `unwanted gestures or nervous habits.
Go on guys it is believed by practising you may become a good orator.
Our Badminton practice session is on and very soon i.e.; from 12th Sept’ 09 we are going to Participate in Badminton Championship. Eyes already started blinking giving an indication to wrap up all and get sneaked into deep slumber. So, prior to texts should start getting appear in inebriated form I’ll take a leave.
With lots of love and warm regards,
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
DAY-68, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 09-09-09, 22.48 HRS
09-09-09 and its Significance
Today is 09-09-09 which having special significance in Mathematics as the sum of digits of numbers derived from multiples of 9 are themselves always a multiple of 9. In Vedic scriptures the number 9 represents God and God times anything is always God.
According to Bible, 9 is the number of finality or judgment – the judgment of man and all his works. As per Bible 9 is 3X3 the product of divine completeness.
In Vedic scriptures, the number 108 (1 0 8=9) has a specific significance as it represents “whole of existence”. The number 9 thus represents wholeness. In vedic astrology there are nine planets which traverse through the 12 zodiacs (9X12=108).
Some Vedic literature also associates 9 with Lord Brahma – the Creator of the Universe.
Astrologically, on 9-9-09 Saturn is transiting from one zodiac to another thereby making this date a very significant one for all people.
A little research I did on yoga and found these facts~
Einstein’s famous equation, E=MC2 says it all about energy. Who can forget
Let’s look around to find that animals which breathe slower live longer. For example a giant tortoise who breathes 4 to 5 times in a minutes, lives more than two hundred years and a dog which breathes about 50 times in a minutes, lives around 15 years only. So is the case with snakes, elephants and the slow breathing types who are known to have longevity than birds and rabbits and cats, who breathe relatively faster and live shorter life span.
Einstein’s Special Theory of Relativity categorically states that each man carries his own time and his own space with him. Stephen Hawking makes it more interesting when he says; each man carries his own clock and to add one second to his life, one has to travel four million times around the world in an airliner. Bill Bryson, in ‘Short History of Nearly Everything’, muses, “Fly across the United State, and you will step from the plane a quinzillionth of a second, or something, younger than those you left behind.” It is therefore; scientifically safe to assume that it is possible to increase life span and each man grows older in his own space-time. For a human being the space-time continuum is his own breathing cycle.
Each second passing by and we know its not going to come back and slowly we are proceeding towards our ultimate journey ‘ Mahapranaayan’ even though we celebrate our birth dates.
On a lighter side….we concluded yesterday Billiard Championship at our base and since I am just a learner so obviously I had to lose…and I lost. From 12th Sept’09 Saturday we are going to start Badminton Championship at our base.
Its really pleasure to spend a quality time with the extended family at Bigb’s blog we really feel that we are a family..no doubt yes we are but virtually…J
And here is the closing lines with a laugh~~~~~
I received funniest email which having a superlative suggestions for a Rakhi ka Swayamwar' sequel. It suggests 'Rakhi Ki Suhaagraat'. " To participate,contact NDTV IMAGINE. Hurry!! Limited beds."
With my love and regards,
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Sunday, September 6, 2009
DAY-67, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 06TH SEP' 09, 21.24 HRS
Saturday, September 5, 2009
DAY-66, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 05TH SEP' 09, 22.48 HRS
BE HAPPY KEEP SMILING ALWAYS... :)
Tried to list out some practical, down-to-earth actions that almost anyone can get started on at almost any time. I generally find that things occurring lower in the list (i.e., #1, 2, 3, etc) are more concrete and immediately useful while those further up the list require more effort, energy and awareness.
1 Smile. Feeling happy makes you smile. Keep always smiling which will make you feel happy.
2 Breathe Deeply. A relaxed state is less compatible with unhappy feelings.
3 Care For Your Body. A healthy body is the underpinning for emotional well being.
4 Don’t Rush. Living too fast may ruin your opportunities for happiness.
5 Act Happy. Fake it until you make it… you may be surprised to find that you really started feeling happier.
6 Look for Positive Things. Be optimistic. Look for the positive, otherwise negativity will find you.
7 Pause Before Reacting. Overreacting can make life needlessly complicated.
8 Banish Regrets. You can’t erase the past, but don’t let it dominate the present.
9 Live in the Present. Happiness is most fully experienced in the here and how.
10 Visualize Happiness. Prime yourself to experience happiness.
With love and regards….have a wonderful schweeet night…J
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
DAY-65, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 02ND SEPT' 09, 15.28 HRS
Happy Onam to all of you !!!
Onam is the biggest and the most important festival of the state of Kerala. It is celebrated as a harvest festival and is celebrated with joy and enthusiasm all over the state by people of all communities. The best part of the festival is that it is a secular festival so people from different communities and religion can take part in it. According to a popular legend, the festival is celebrated to welcome King Mahabali, whose spirit is said to visit Kerala at the time of Onam.
Onasadya is served on banana leaves and people sit on a mat laid on the floor to have the meal. It showcase the unity among people. Another enchanting feature of Onam is Vallamkali, the Snake Boat Race, held on the river
When I was working in Gulf almost in all companies half day holiday was observed since in most of the companies workforce belong to this God’s own country called Kerala. Company’s mess halls were decorated and Onasadya served by workforce to everyone. Its a festive atmosphere.
When came to
Regards,
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Saturday, August 29, 2009
DAY-64, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 29TH AUG'09, 23.34 HRS
Friday, August 28, 2009
DAY-63, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 28TH AUG' 09, 20.44 HRS
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
DAY-62, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 25TH AUG' 09, 23.48 HRS
using landline phones, snail mails. Just imagine, how was life without
these innovative technologies.Today it has become an integral part of
life and convergence has brought data, voice and images on one
platform.
Now, one can be in touch with anyone at anytime even while travelling
using their mobile phones. Lot of Social networking sites has got
mushroomed up and interestingly how people use to convey their
feelings. Here, I tried to showcase some of the poems, shayaris ~
जो तुम आ जाते एक बार
कितनी करूणा कितने संदेश
पथ में बिछ जाते बन पराग
गाता प्राणों का तार तार
अनुराग भरा उन्माद राग
आँसू लेते वे पथ पखार
जो तुम आ जाते एक बार
हंस उठते पल में आर्द्र नयन
धुल जाता होठों से विषाद
छा जाता जीवन में बसंत
लुट जाता चिर संचित विराग
आँखें देतीं सर्वस्व वार
जो तुम आ जाते एक बार
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मधुर! तुम्हारा चित्र बन गया
कुछ नीले कुछ श्वेत गगन पर
हरे-हरे घन श्यामल वन पर
द्रुत असीम उद्दण्ड पवन पर
चुम्बन आज पवित्र बन गया,
मधुर! तुम्हारा चित्र बन गया।
तुम आए, बोले, तुम खेले
दिवस-रात्रि बांहों पर झेले
साँसों में तूफान सकेले
जो ऊगा वह मित्र बन गया,
मधुर! तुम्हारा चित्र बन गया।
ये टिमटिम-पंथी ये तारे
पहरन मोती जड़े तुम्हारे
विस्तृत! तुम जीते हम हारे!
चाँद साथ सौमित्र बन गया।
मधुर! तुम्हारा चित्र बन गया।
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रचनाकार: जावेद अख़्तर
क्यों डरें जिन्देगी में क्या होगा
कुछ ना होगा तो तजरूबा होगा
हँसती आँखों में झाँक कर देखो
कोई आँसू कहीं छुपा होगा
इन दिनों ना उम्मीद सा हूँ मैं
शायद उसने भी ये सुना होगा
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क़दम उसी मोड़ पर जमे हैं
नज़र समेटे हुए खड़ा हूँ
जुनूँ ये मजबूर कर रहा है पलट के देखूँ
ख़ुदी ये कहती है मोड़ मुड़ जा
अगरचे एहसास कह रहा है
खुले दरीचे के पीछे दो आँखें झाँकती हैं
अभी मेरे इंतज़ार में वो भी जागती है
कहीं तो उस के गोशा-ए-दिल में दर्द होगा
उसे ये ज़िद है कि मैं पुकारूँ
मुझे तक़ाज़ा है वो बुला ले
क़दम उसी मोड़ पर जमे हैं
नज़र समेटे हुए खड़ा हूँ
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कौन कहता है तुझे मैंने भुला रक्खा है
तेरी यादों को कलेजे से लगा रक्खा है
लब पे आहें भी नहीं आँख में आँसू भी नहीं
दिल ने हर राज़ ................. का छुपा रक्खा है
तूने जो दिल के अंधेरे में जलाया था कभी
वो दिया आज भी सीने में जला रक्खा है
देख जा आ के महकते हुये ज़ख़्मों की बहार
मैंने अब तक तेरे गुलशन को सजा रक्खा है
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खिंच रहा है फिर उसी तस्वीर की तरफ़.
हो आयें चलिए मीर तकी मीर की तरफ़.
कहता है दिल कि एक झलक उसकी देख लूँ,
उठता है हर क़दम रहे-शमशीर की तरफ़.
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तमन्ना फिर मचल जाए
अगर तुम मिलने आ जाओ।
यह मौसम ही बदल जाए
अगर तुम मिलने आ जाओ।
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हमारी
हताशा की गहराई में से
अभरते हैं
उम्मीद से भरे शब्द।
jindagi
सदा बैठी रहती है
हमारे सिरहाने;
फिर भी
हम ढूँढते हैं
जीवन में कोई अर्थ।
अपने विवेक के सहारे
अपने दिनों के अँधेरे में से
हम खींच निकालते हैं
उज़ाले की कोई फाँक--
अपनी रातों को आलोकित करने के लिए।
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मोहब्बत सोज़ भी है साज़ भी है
ख़ामोशी भी है आवाज़ भी है
नशेमन के लिये बेताब ताईर
वहाँ पाबन्दी-ए-परवाज़ भी है
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उसने कहा था आऊँगा कल
गिनता था मैं एक एक पल
कल आया और गुज़र गया
आया नहीं वह जाने ग़ज़ल
देख रहा हूँ उसकी राह
पड़ गए पेशानी पर बल
पूछ रहा हूँ लोगों से
झाँक रहे हैं सभी बग़ल
बोल उठा मुझसे यह रक़ीब
मेरी तरह अब तू भी जल
कोई नहीं है उसके सिवा
करे जो मेरी मुश्किल हल
आती है जब उसकी याद
मन हो जाता है चंचल
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याद है इक दिन
मेरी मेज़ पे बैठे-बैठे
सिगरेट की डिबिया पर तुमने
एक स्केच बनाया था
आकर देखो
उस पौधे पर फूल आया है !
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मुझसे एक कविता का वादा है मिलेगी मुझको
डूबती नब्ज़ों में जब दर्द को नींद आने लगे
ज़र्द सा चेहरा लिये जब चांद उफक तक पहुचे
दिन अभी पानी में हो, रात किनारे के करीब
ना अंधेरा ना उजाला हो, ना अभी रात ना दिन
जिस्म जब ख़त्म हो और रूह को जब साँस आऐ
मुझसे एक कविता का वादा है मिलेगी मुझको
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रात कल गहरी नींद में थी जब
एक ताज़ा-सफ़ेद कैनवस पर
आतिशीं, लाल -सुर्ख रंगों से
मैं ने रौशन किया था इक सूरज-
सुबह तक जल गया था वह कैनवस
राख बिखरी हुई थी कमरे में
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कुछ समय
उन
स्मृतियों के
प्रवाह में
बहना चाहता हूँ
और तुमसे
लय में कुछ
कहना चाहता हूँ
पर सामने जब
निश्छलता की
साक्षात प्रतिमा हो
तो कोई क्या कहे
बेहतर है
मन से
मान दे
निश्छलता को
सादगी को
मौन रहे ।
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गूँजता उर में न जाने
दूर के संगीत सा क्या ?
आज खो निज को मुझे
खोया मिला, विपरीत सा क्या
क्या नहा आई विरह-निशि
मिलन-मधु-दिन के उदय में ?
कौन तुम मेरे हृदय में ?
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स्वर्ण-स्वप्नों का चितेरा
नींद के सूने निलय में !
कौन तुम मेरे हृदय में ?
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पेड़ की डाली पर लगा
सुर्ख़ लाल फूल
अपने पास बुलाता है
अकेलेपन के बोझ से
उबारना चाहता है मुझे
मानो कह रहा हो
आज आए हो
दो दिन बाद भी आना
मैं अपने बच्चों और साथियों के साथ
कहूँगा तुम्हें मुस्काते हुए
आओ मिलो
हँसो और खेलो ।
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अजनबी शहर के/में अजनबी रास्ते , मेरी तन्हाई पर मुस्कुराते रहे ।
मैं बहुत देर तक यूं ही चलता रहा, तुम बहुत देर तक याद आते रहे ।।
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उसे ये ज़िद है कि मैं पुकारूँ
मुझे तक़ाज़ा है वो बुला ले
क़दम उसी मोड़ पर जमे हैं
नज़र समेटे हुए खड़ा हूँ
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ख़ामोशी का हासिल भी इक लम्बी सी ख़ामोशी है
उन की बात सुनी भी हमने अपनी बात सुनाई भी
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आँखों में जल रहा है क्यूँ बुझता नहीं धुआँ
उठता तो है घटा सा बरसता नहीं धुआँ
शाम से आँख में नमी सी है
आज फिर आप की कमी सी है
दफ़्न कर दो हमें कि साँस मिले
नब्ज़ कुछ देर से थमी सी है
वक़्त रहता नहीं कहीं छुपकर
इस की आदत भी आदमी सी है
कोई रिश्ता नहीं रहा फिर भी
एक तस्लीम लाज़मी सी है
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वह घने जंगलों में जाता है
पर नहीं डरता
वहां वह देखता है बाघ के पंजों के निशान
पर वे उसे लगते हैं
लक्ष्मी के पैरों की छाप की तरह शुभ
पर आदमी को डर लगता है
धूप से,अगरबत्ती की गंध से
आदमी को डर लगता है
आदमी से !
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अपने दिल को पत्थर का बना कर रखना ,
हर चोट के निशान को सजा कर रखना ।
उड़ना हवा में खुल कर लेकिन ,
अपने कदमों को ज़मी से मिला कर रखना ।
छाव में माना सुकून मिलता है बहुत ,
फिर भी धूप में खुद को जला कर रखना ।
उम्रभर साथ तो रिश्ते नहीं रहते हैं ,
यादों में हर किसी को जिन्दा रखना ।
वक्त के साथ चलते-चलते , खो ना जाना ,
खुद को दुनिया से छिपा कर रखना ।
रातभर जाग कर रोना चाहो जो कभी ,
अपने चेहरे को दोस्तों से छिपा कर रखना ।
तुफानो को कब तक रोक सकोगे तुम ,
कश्ती और मांझी का याद पता रखना ।
हर कहीं जिन्दगी एक सी ही होती हैं ,
अपने ज़ख्मों को अपनो को बता कर रखना ।
मन्दिरो में ही मिलते हो भगवान जरुरी नहीं ,
हर किसी से रिश्ता बना कर रखना ।
मरना जीना बस में कहाँ है अपने ,
हर पल में जिन्दगी का लुफ्त उठाये रखना ।
दर्द कभी आखरी नहीं होता ,
अपनी आँखों में अश्को को बचा कर रखना ।
मंज़िल को पाना जरुरी भी नहीं ,
मंज़िलो से सदा फासला रखना ।
सूरज तो रोज ही आता है मगर ,
अपने दिलो में ' दीप ' को जला कर रखना
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मेरे शहर ने जब तेरे कदम छुए
सितारों की मुठियाँ भरकर
आसमान ने निछावर कर दीं
दिल के घाट पर मेला जुड़ा ,
ज्यूँ रातें रेशम की परियां
पाँत बाँध कर आई......
जब मैं तेरा गीत लिखने लगी
काग़ज़ के ऊपर उभर आईं
केसर की लकीरें
सूरज ने आज मेहंदी घोली
हथेलियों पर रंग गई,
हमारी दोनों की तकदीरें
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मेरे प्यार की खुशबू
वसंत के फूलों सी
चारों ओर उठ रही है।
यह पुरानी धुनों की
याद दिला रही है
अचानक मेरे ह्दय में
ईच्छाओं की हरी पत्तियां
उगने लगी हैं
मेरा प्यार पास नहीं है
पर उसके स्पर्श मेरे केशों पर हैं
और उसकी आवाज अप्रैल के
सुहावने मैदानों से फुसफुसाती आ रही है।
उसकी एकटक निगाह यहां के
आसमानों से मुझे देख रही है
पर उसकी आंखें कहां हैं
उसके चुंबन हवाओं में हैं
पर उसके होंठ कहां हैं ...
by-rabindranath thakur
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तुम्हें
संपदा का समुद्र कहते हैं
कि तुम्हारी अंधेरी गहराईयों में
मोतियों और रत्नों का खजाना है, अंतहीन।
बहुत से समुद्री गोताखोर
वह खजाना ढूंढ रहे हैं
पर उनकी खोजबीन में मेरी रूचि नहीं है
तुम्हारी सतह पर कांपती रोशनी
तुम्हारे हृदय में कांपते रहस्य
तुम्हारी लहरों का पागल बनाता संगीत
तुम्हारी नृत्य करती फेनराशि
ये सब काफी हैं मेरे लिए
अगर कभी इस सबसे मैं थक गया
तो मैं तुम्हारे अथाह अंतस्थल में
समा जाउंगा
वहां जहां मृत्यु होगी
या होगा वह खजाना।
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पुकारता चला हूँ मै,
गली-गली बहार की,
बस, एक छाँव जुल्फ़ की,
बस, एक निगाह प्यार की,
पुकारता चला हँ मै,
गली-गली बहार की,
बस, एक छाँव जुल्फ़ की,
बस एक निगाह प्यार की,
पुकारता चला हँ मैं,
ये दिल्लगी ये शोखियाँ सलाम की,
यही तो बात हो रही है काम की,
कोई तो मुड़ के देख लेगा इस तरह,
कोई नज़र तो होगी मेरे नाम की,
पुकारता चला हूँ मै,
गली-गली बहार की,
बस, एक छाँव जुल्फ़ की,
बस, एक निगाह प्यार की,
पुकारता चला हूँ मै,
सुनी मेरी सदा तो किस यकीन से?
घटा उतर के आ गयी ज़मीन पे,
रही यही लगन तो ऎ दिले जवाँ,
असर भी हो रहेगा एक हसीन पे,
पुकारता चला हूँ मै,
गली-गली बहार की,
बस, एक छाँव जुल्फ़ की,
बस, एक निगाह प्यार की,
पुकारता चला हूँ मै।
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कहा तो था तुमने
ख़त लिखने को
और मैंने
सिर्फ़ शिकायतें दर्ज कीं
कहा तो था तुमने
मिलने को भी कभी
और मैं
रास्तों को
नक्शों में तब्दील करता रहा
कहा तो था तुमने शायद
फोन करना
थोडी शाम ढलने के बाद
और मैं गुमसुम
हवाओं के पर काटता रहा
मालूम नहीं
हर बार
कुछ होना
कुछ और क्यों होता रहा !
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फिर सावन रुत की पवन चली तुम याद आये
फिर पत्तों की पाज़ेब बजी तुम याद आये
फिर कुँजें बोलीं घास के हरे समन्दर में
रुत आई पीले फूलों की तुम याद आये
फिर कागा बोला घर के सूने आँगन में
फिर अम्रत रस की बूँद पड़ी तुम याद आये
पहले तो मैं चीख़ के रोया फिर हँसने लगा
बादल गरजा बिजली चमकी तुम याद आये
दिन भर तो मैं दुनिया के धंधों में खोया रहा
जब दीवारों से धूप ढली तुम याद आये
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दिल धड़कने का सबब याद आया
वो तेरी याद थी अब याद आया
आज मुश्किल था सम्भलना ऐ दोस्त
तू मुसीबत में अजब याद आया
दिन गुज़ारा था बड़ी मुश्किल से
फिर तेरा वादा-ए-शब याद आया
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कई सदियों तड़पता रह गया था आस में तेरी
कि गर्दन को घुमा कर
इक नज़र हम पे भी डालोगे
उसी रस्ते की पुलिया पे,
जहाँ से तुम गुज़रते थे,
वहीं कोने में बैठा जोगड़ा
जो गीत गाता था
वही मैं था
ख़ुदा ने भी सज़ा ही दी
कि तुम से दूर ही रखा
तुम्हारी बेख़ुदी ने हम से क़ीमत ही नही मांगी
न देखा ही कि क्योंकर एक बन्दा
आँख से आँसू बहाता है
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चलो फिर से मुस्कुराएं
चलो फिर से दिल जलाएं
जो गुज़र गयी हैं रातें
उन्हें फिर जगा के लाएं
जो बिसर गयी हैं बातें
उन्हें याद में बुलायें
चलो फिर से दिल लगायें
चलो फिर से मुस्कुराएं
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मेरे प्यार की खुशबू
वसंत के फूलों सी
चारों ओर उठ रही है।
यह पुरानी धुनों की
याद दिला रही है
अचानक मेरे ह्दय में
ईच्छाओं की हरी पत्तियां
उगने लगी हैं
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गर्मी की रातों में
जैसे रहता है पूर्णिमा का चांद
तुम मेरे हृदय की शांति में निवास करोगी
आश्चर्य में डूबे मुझ पर
तुम्हारी उदास आंखें
निगाह रखेंगी
तुम्हारे घूंघट की छाया
मेरे हृदय पर टिकी रहेगी
गर्मी की रातों में पूरे चांद की तरह खिलती
तुम्हारी सांसें , उन्हें सुगंधित बनातीं
मरे स्वप्नों का पीछा करेंगी।
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वे तुम्हें
संपदा का समुद्र कहते हैं
कि तुम्हारी अंधेरी गहराईयों में
मोतियों और रत्नों का खजाना है, अंतहीन।
बहुत से समुद्री गोताखोर
वह खजाना ढूंढ रहे हैं
पर उनकी खोजबीन में मेरी रूचि नहीं है
तुम्हारी सतह पर कांपती रोशनी
तुम्हारे हृदय में कांपते रहस्य
तुम्हारी लहरों का पागल बनाता संगीत
तुम्हारी नृत्य करती फेनराशि
ये सब काफी हैं मेरे लिए
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अगर प्यार में और कुछ नहीं
केवल दर्द है फिर क्यों है यह प्यार ?
कैसी मूर्खता है यह
कि चूंकि हमने उसे अपना दिल दे दिया
इसलिए उसके दिल पर
दावा बनता है,हमारा भी
रक्त में जलती ईच्छाओं और आंखों में
चमकते पागलपन के साथ
मरूथलों का यह बारंबार चक्कर क्योंकर ?
Have a very good night…….
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
DAY-61, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 19TH AUG' 09, 21.04 HRS
SENSES
Mind is completely blank nothing is pouring out; I am not able to enunciate, finding myself flabbergasted. Crooning of Sarah Vaughan hit "If you could see me now..." started from my DVD with very soft phrasing, deep tones and gentle vibrato.
"Mind" which is said, human utilizes only 10% , senses this number through one of my "Gyanendriya" or organ of perception which is responsible for our empirical knowledge or the knowledge of the sensory world- the ears via sensory system up to mind.
Mind send the signals through each cell to whole body and muscles get relaxed, senses open and contemplating sombre thoughts which lurk before vanishes away.
Senses cloud our consciousness, creating the illusory notion that we are unique individuals different and separate from the rest of creation and that we are responsible for our actions and are the actual doers. They do not let us see the unity underlying the diversity. They limit our experience and our awareness to the objective world.
We say mood…what is this mood? Different definitions are there but most appropriate seems it’s called ‘anchoring’ a positive emotional state.
Where as “...“anchoring” refers to the process of associating an internal response with some environmental or mental trigger, so that the response may be quickly, and sometimes covertly, reaccessed.”
So what we see with this that everywhere senses overcast our consciousness as I wrote above.
Just imagine how on daily basis these senses play role in our daily life, making us happier, make us laugh or sometimes paranoid or in the state of dementia. It all associated with our senses. Doesn’t it give an indication to us to control our senses?
I remember a verse from Srimad Bhagavadgita ~
In the second chapter Lord Krishna explains how suffering arises through the activity of the senses. By constantly thinking of sense objects, a mortal being becomes attached to them. Attached thus he develops various desires, from which in turn ensues anger. From anger comes delusion, and from delusion arises confusion of memory. From confusion of memory arises loss of intelligence and when intelligence is lost the breath of life is also lost (2.60-63)
This gives an alarming bell to all us mankind to practice to control all 11 numbers of our “Gyanendriyas” and “karmendriyas” (The sense organs).
With love and regards,
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Monday, August 17, 2009
DAY-60, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 17TH OF AUG' 09, 12.11 PM
Why it always happens??? Why everyone could not remain in harmony? Why people are egoistic??? What ingredient we all are made up of that provoke us to become attention seeker. Its not bad but there should be a proper way by which one can grab attention of anyone and not by involving in mud slinging and squabbling.
I admit here I am a very big fan of Mr. Amitabh Bachchan, who write his blog on daily basis and almost answers most of the responses he get. Just 2 days back we noticed some irrelevant posts were there not relevant to his blog so we commented onto that and suggested some steps to curb with these menace but instead of taking our views in positive way his "Extendum Familia" involved themselves in mud slinging and squabbling. Instantly this was noticed by BIGb yesterday and he mentioned in his blog to his "Extendum Familia" FMXT either you stop or I stop writing blog.
It really hurts to see his 2 liner, with very much pain and anguish I posted apology in behalf of FMXT and requested to continue writing and since all the FMXT are intelligent and they will behave properly.
But its unfortunate to read a comment by a FMXT that it all started by me and one another female FMXT and supported by other many FMXTs.
I really felt completely sad and full of anguish and thought immediately to go away from BigB's blog and regarding that I posted my comment too on his blog.
I am going to be deserted from the daily dose of Bigb's literary skill, the knowledge imparted by him on various subjects and his famous "Yellow Strip" with his comment. I respected him apart from a Centennial Nayak as a mentor, a guide, a teacher.
He will always be in my memory..........the time I spent on his blog will be unforgettable.
Manoj Kumar Ojha
Saturday, August 15, 2009
DAY-59, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 15TH AUG' 09
स्वतंत्र ता दिवस की हार्दिक बधाइयाँ !!!
We got independent in year 1947. A big country got partitioned between Bharat and Pakistan.In School, Colleges and govt buildings tri color khaadi flag got unfurled. We use to hoist tri color flag at the highest point of our house on a long bamboo so that our flag should be always high compare to others in our colony. It follows with celebration with "Jalebi" distribution then we sit in front of our TV set to listen and watch Prime Minister's speech from the rampant of Red Fort in New Delhi. After that we watch "Shahid" movie by Manoj Kumar. Blood surges in veins and heart start pounding while watching this movie.
As the time passes by reservation system has raised its head and the whole India was on fire. Lot of students self immolated against the reservation system. Actually post Independent initially for 10 yrs reservation was made compulsory for the upliftment of Dalits but later on for gaining political mileage politicians never scraped it and still continuing it. There is no any proper yardstick to know who is really poor dalit who require reservation instead of that effluent dalits(by caste) use to garner the fruit of reservations.
Since reservation was there in all sectors right from education to job all the average person started migrating either to big cities, metros or abroad for their education and bread & butter.
A kind of disgruntlement, anger, pain always prevailed against the govt system.
Migration always not happened by choice, it happens by force except in few individual cases where people migrate by choice.
Does every migrated person don't having patriotic faith. I believe we all are "Desh premi" by one or other way.Those who are away from India having more curiosity to know about beloved motherland that what is happening and boil blood with more intensity then any resident Indian when any external forces try to eye India and try to destabilize by any mean it may be Mumbai Bomb blast or attack on our Parliament. Thanks to our democratic nation where all the religion people live in unity and harmony and I am damn sure no one will be able to destabilize our lovely vast country.
God bless us......
Unity in diversity !!!
JAI HIND !!!
Good Night....with love.....
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA
Friday, August 14, 2009
DAY-58, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 14TH OF AUG'09, 23.44 HRS
I remember the childhood days when my Papa was posted in BCCL and we were staying in company quarters in Koyala Nagar, Dhanbad. Dhanbad a coal belt area was a district in Bihar state during that time but now it is a part of Jharkhand State. My childhood spent into this City city enriched in Coal which got extracted from lot of underground mines in around Dhanbad, these mines are controlled by Coal India Limited and whose subsdiary is BCCL. The whole City is influenced by a Bengali culture due to proximity with West Bengal.
We use to celebrate all the festivals with fervour and gaiety. Always waiting that one or other festival should come so that we celebrate on our own limit.
Still remembering with start of year we use to Celebrate at large scale Puja by collecting "Chanda" Donation and installing Statue of Ma Saraswati. During Ramnavami we use to sharpen our skill in "Laathi yudh" or sword fight. As the days passes time come for "Jhoolan" the birth of Sri Krishna which celebrated as Janmashtami in whole India and in different part of world where Indian lives.
Normally we start preparation for the decoration of "Jhoolan" quite in advance. Collection of different size of rocks and pebbles which we arrange in such a form which gives impression of mountain and valleys then next our act will be to make this rocky mountain a complete green. We go to our lawn and scoop away the grass tiles in square form for which always get scold from the elders. So, now this green grass tiles cover the whole rocky mountain uniformly and our next task was to habitat the whole valley areas with the modern civilization. A full proof planning we do and make the streets, drainage system, houses, street light, School, Colleges, traffic signals, black top road, birds, animals, shops, market, bank and etc. This all came to our tiny mind about a town planning and once this work get over. Very precisely in between the city we fix a Swing "Jhoola" on which "Radhe Krishna " Statue get installed.
On the Janmashtami day we all keep fast and await till mid night when Lord Krishna too birth and we celebrate this moment with Aarti and pooja and swinging "Jhoola".
It may seems play during childhood but it left a significant remark on the child's memory which we learnt while carrying out Sacred Puja of Lord Krishna.
Krishna symbol of love, symbol of abundant knowledge who was more a human being then a Lord. He is now worshipped across the continent and still we do fasting and puja on Janmashtami and go in flash back of my memory of my childhood celebrations.
You too share your memories if you wish....
Have a very good night.
With love and warm regards,
Manoj Kumar Ojha
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
DAY-57, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 12TH AUG' 09, 22.30 HRS
Sunday, August 9, 2009
DAY-56, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA 09TH AUG' 09 20.46 HRS
MIND AND ITS STRANGENESS
The five element of universe influence our mind and its actions.
I don’t know if you have noticed it, but mind behaves in oxymoron. I am simply a moron deprived of oxygen. Rein of mind required to be trained otherwise mind is easily overwhelmed by greed, ill will, ignorance, conceit, jealousy, envy, worry, restlessness, and sceptical doubt. These are the driving forces behind conflicts. Once the mind associated with them, it becomes wild, violent and deluded. Then the mind behaves as a monkey who cannot stay quietly and still even for a moment. It is always wandering and flickering and hard to control. On seeing desirable things, greedy mind arises; when it grows stronger, we try to get attractive objects by legal or illegal means. When encountering unpleasant objects such as enemies, anger arises; when the emotion gets stronger, we act violently. All these problems are the results of the perplexed mind. It require perfect concentration by the practice of awareness. If your mind is unstable your breath will be unstable, its directly related to our state of our mind which directly govern each action of our body.
I remember following lines by OSHO~
"I am feeling thirsty and I am looking for water." But as time goes on, and there is no sign of any oasis -- and as far as the eyes can see, there is no possibility of finding water -- the thirst goes on spreading all over the body.
From the mind, from just a word, `thirst', it starts spreading to every cell and fiber of the body. Now it is no longer a word, it is an actual experience. Your every cell -- and there are seven million cells in the body -- is thirsty. Those cells don't know words, they don't know language, but they know that they need water; otherwise life is going to be finished.
It comes ... it certainly comes. It has never delayed for a single moment. Once you are in the right tuning, it suddenly explodes in you, transforms you. The old man is dead and the new man has arrived.
With best regards,
MANOJ KUMAR OJHA