सत्य या मिथ्या????

सपनो की दुनिया सुहानी होती है,
तथ्य से परे इसकी कहानी होती है,
छंभंगुर ही सही अपनी तो होती है,
दिल में एक छनिक आशा तो संजोती है

बाह्य दुनिया की क्या बात करू?
ऐसी परिस्थिति में कैसे में बढूँ?
रोज अनगिनत ही आखान्छाएं गढ़ु,
पर एक अनजाने भय से अगले ही छन  डरु

कभी कितना रमणीय है यहाँ का दृश्य,
तो अगले ही पल कितना प्रतिकूल है परिद्रिस्य,
कैसे कैसे वक्तव्य है मानस पटल पर अंकित,
सत्य की परकाष्ठा को समझो मेरे मिट

सच्चाई से जब होने लगे विकर्षण,
तब होता है सपनो का सृजन,
परदुखकातरता से यु उठने लगे मन,
प्राक्कल्पना से दूर दिखे हर एक जन

मिथ्या रिश्तो की कैसी है परिभाषा,
प्रकितिविश्यक चीजों में भी है एक निराशा,
तादात्मय न हो किसी से यहाँ स्थापित,
अपवाचाकता और उधता में है कैसी जीत?

अपदूषण में लीन है हर इन्सान,
आकृष्ट करे केवल उनका मान,
चिरपोषित है दिल में इतना द्वेष,
टूटे रिश्तो के दूर तक न दिखे अवशेष

उल्लास,मंदोष्ण और उदासीनता,
धूमिल होती दिख रही मानवता,
जीवन चक्र की कैसी है विषमता,
मुश्किल छनो में कौन किसका साथ है देता?

न छितिज़ का है पता,न राह की है खबर,
बदले स्वरुप में दिखते है हर किसी के कलेवर,
सपनो में रमना चाहे हर नर,
विभिन्न दृष्टिकोण का है किन्तु डर

काल्पनिकता लाये खुशियों की सौगात,
कृत्रिमता में है अनमोल बात,
क्या रह जाता है जीवन का आशय,
जब सपने बन जाते है जीने का पर्याय

ऐसे में मानव किसका तुम साथ दोगे?
वास्तविकता की धरातल या सपनो का चरमोत्कर्ष छुवोगे?
ये चुनाव है करना आज उन्हें,
जीवन की गुत्थी को सुलझाना है जिन्हें 

From the core of my heart

Faculty of remembrance,

         Abound with ethereal essence,

Those glossy days of school,

        My struts are clad in watery pool.

As I was nurtured in that environment,

        Bustled from a taciturn to mellifluent,

The love and compassion that prevailed here,

        Now will I detract ever?

The lucrative affinity which we shared,

       For years we retained and cared,

The air of truth ferry’s that nearness,

       In the atmosphere of cognizance.

Those tumults and clamours,

       The compatible virtues and manners,

Those soothing arms and pacifying words,

       The agony of departure has deterred.

Grieves served its gauch errand,

      At this juncture we stand marooned,

I realize sorrow’s a resbounded net,

       But those communion how can one forget.

Is freedom non-conformity???????

 Freedom-indeed a difficult term to expand categorically.Is it a complete non-restraint to persue any fancy that strikes one?Its rather a nebulous concept,laying itself open to several interpretations even conflicting ones.The champions of freedom vehemently oppose any form of social control.
      The foundation of a magnificent palace lies on the basest concrete.Likewise,life of a person flourishes in an independent environment.But giving the imperfect nature of human,surely such a freedom would degenarate into anarchy and finally to the survival of the fittest in the sense of brute power?
     Freedom is a social concept.The situation of a man is like that of a pack of porcupines huddling together;but felt wrapping round each one prevents the quills of one from pricking the other.This is the social control.But if this control becomes excessive,individual identity is likely to be subsumed under that of a group or community.Freedom thus has to steer a careful course between a stifling social tyranny and a bewildering licentiousness.
    Practice of freedom involves taking inferences with full-fledged awareness of responsibility that it entails.Even eccentricity is a form of defiance,a protest,an expression of resentment against conformity.This basic instinct in man sublimates in form of freedom.
   It is the courageous exercise of freedom that makes a man question social evils and attempt to amend things for better.The oppressive quality of social norms make the exercise of freedom to change the system imperative.Social change takes place mainly when an individual manifests courage to question extinct beliefs and create better alternatives.That is true freedom.
   The conscious exercise of freedom is not easy.One meets with opposition from sundry aspects and levels of different degrees.Pursuit of freedom in action and thought requires courage of conviction to face even social ostracism.Society dislikes individual exercise of freedom.Even a hairstyle or dress somewhat different from majority invites raised eyebrows,sniggers or derisive comment.It implies that if one wants freedom,he must be ready to pay a price for it.
  At  the other extreme there are those who are thoroughly suspicious of individual freedom,such a low opinion of human reason which obliterate an individual the right to choose and decide on his or her own.Social equilibrium is the end-all to which individual initiative must be sacrificed.But such a society will lose its vibrant dynamism,become ponderous and statiand finally collapse.
  Freedom,indeed,can be a burden.Enjoyment of freedom requires the use of  one's brain indeed,to contemplate on what is right or wrong.The exercise of liberty and the capacity to percieve its perversions require of a human being an accelerated degree of integrity and social consciousness.

Tell me why???????????

Ruminant is slow;
Dreams are still high,
In the midst of murk;
I want to fly,
But the deteriments in solitude;
Makes me cry,
The world is so tehee;
Can someone tell me why?

Rummage is swift;
Still aspirations are sumptuous,
In this rowdy loneliness;
No words appear virtuous,
Whatever i crave for;
Just get temporised,
Tell me why;
My incipients never gets priced?

Life is getting rubiginous;
Still wants are there,
Tears are rolling;
I need someone who really care,
Incinerations in the midst makes strut dry,
I am so indigent;
Can someone tell me why?

Still I want someone;
On whom i can rely,
Still i need someone;
On whose shoulders I can cry,
Still I crave for someone;
Who can lead me high,
But I realize the trust is incertitude;
Can someone tell me why??????????