Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Apne seher mein

Today we all are very much stable and successfull at our level.But when we sit alone somwhere sometimes we feel a void in our heart.
No doubt we are working, earning a handsome salary and living a good life style, still some pain is there, some emptiness is there.
Most of us left our hometown at a early age to mark our own identity. Before leaving every lane dusky path was known to us, but now that same lane, dusky path are quite unknown to us. Walking on those path lends us nowhere.Somewhere a thought strikes, is that was worth leaving our birth place.
We keep hopping from one city to another, one country to another country. No matter where we are, how much luxury we have, we miss the scent of our birth palce, our mother.
I have written some lines which depicts the pain,

Ye na socha tha tere aanchal ki thandi chhav se itne dur chala aaunga,
jahan tere mamta mayi hatho ka sparsh pichhe chhut jaye ga,
jeevan mein safal hone ki itni badi kimat chukaunga,
aapni maa apni janambhumi se itne dur chala aaunga....

While hopping during our life, we remain in constant touch with our friends throught Internet, phone call but do the Internet applications like Facebook ,gtalk gives us the warmth of friendship which we feel while meeting personally, with changing world every aspect of our life has changed a lot.

Ab hum dost facebook aur twitter pe milte hai..
gharo k pate to maloom nahi lekin email address pe mail karte hai
real world mein hote huye virtual world mein login karte hai..
ab hamari zindagi ki choti badi bataon ko facebook pe update karte hai...
jab kabhi bhul se aamne samane aa jaye..to huale se muskura dete hai
lekin gtalk yahoo messenger per ghanto chat karte hai....

As time passes, we think of making our identity and getting back to our roots but we forget that nothing will remain same back home.

Apne seher ko chhod chala tha,
ek naye seher mein nayi phechan liye nayi hasti bana ne k liye,
aaj jab lauta aapne seher mein apne seher mein,
apnapan jaisa kuch laga hi nahi,
nayi basti thi naye log the har taraf ek ajeeb ajnabiyat liye huye...
Socha tha ek hasti bana kar lautunga apne logo mein
hasti to bana le, par apna koi mila hi nahi apne seher mein....

8 comments:

Unknown said...

so beautiful lines bhaiya................
really i too feel the same whenever i go back to my birthplace.........

piyush-agrawal said...

Nice dude,, Main waapas aa rahaa hu......

Unknown said...

Nice Dear jiyo mere Mitty k lal.its fact yaar we also happy when we r chota baccha.insan ne bada hona hi nahi chaiye aisa hota tho aj hum sath hi rahte aur tu itna door nahi jata.apne ghar se aur tere jaise freind se dur.

Unknown said...

kya baat hai raju bhaiya dil khus kar diya...Well said..

Indra Kumar Uprade said...

Yes... I don't know if you remember or not... When I used to load my bicycle with two canes of oil (each 15 kg i guess) and two big bags full of grocery items to sell it to the villagers from our small shop at my village.

I do still miss those dusky roads on hot sunny days and shower sweat.

Thanks Raju .. You opened the door to get into that world and feel me my root. Keep posted buddy.

Unknown said...

Raju yaar senti kar diya yaar tune... u know mai hamesha hi mazak banate rahta hu tere shayriyo ka.(khair uske alag maze hain.) but ha this is well written and i wish all the luck to continue such wonderful writing. kahi na kahi sabme ye feeling to hain hi.

Poonam said...

Nice Article Raju, Keep writing and posting.Eagerly waiting for more such articles.
Miss you alot

Unknown said...

beautiful...and the way you ended it
"Socha tha ek hasti bana kar lautunga apne logo mein
hasti to bana le, par apna koi mila hi nahi apne seher mein...."
loved it