#JAUNISM - Tasneef Haider
Date - 7th of April, 2018
By - Tasneef Haider
#JAUNISM - Ankit Gautam
Date - 7th of April, 2018
By - Ankit Gautam
क्या तुम्हे है ये याद?
वो देर रात, फ़ोन पर बात,
यूँ मुझे बुलाना तेरे पास।
हाथो में हाथ, साथ साथ,
टहलना फिर सुनसान रात।
वो रात तेरी, हर हसीन रात,
हर घड़ी, पल बस तेरा साथ।
आंखों से आंखे, हाथो से हाथ,
यूँ पेंच लड़ाते हम करते बात।
चिपक जाना एक दूजे के साथ,
फिर क्या होंठ और क्या गाल।
गले मिल, सुनना दिल का हाल,
बस महसूस करना, रहना शांत।
अब देर रात, फ़ोन पर बात,
यूँ न आ पाना अब तेरे पास,
हाथो में न अब हाथ साथ,
अकेले अकेले अब सुनसान रात।
वो देर रात।
…..I don’t precisely remember how it was before….
But I think that was the most pleasant darkness that I’ve been in.
It was dark but cozy there….
Though I didn’t have any friends or companions nor did I know about them, then….
But even then you were with me and since the beginning of everything, I knew this……so I never cared much…
Back then, I know, you still could hear me though I had known little about sound, music or noise….
I know, you still could see me
Deep down within….
In the folds of your heart.
I know, I don’t remember anything from then
But I still know that you were conscious about all I used to do, then as well.
I was growing and developing into a being
And I know, you used to imagine me,
In a way that no one but you only would know….
…….and then when I saw the light and came out to the real world
From my world…
Into this cold but bright place,
With so many faces,
Which I knew nothing about,
And heard sounds and felt something called touch….
And experienced the first struggle of my life
…..when you too were struggling;
When both of us were in severe pain,
Both of us were lost,
When both of us were, kind of helpless
When we had partially surrendered ourselves…..
I was wondering about where I have landed
And probably you too were wondering about who is this, who has landed.
…. And I was hungry
But probably you too were hungry….to see me..
…..and now we two, who were together for all this life of mine
Had separated…..to actually meet each other
And then finally you took me into your arms and I felt, being back in my warm, old, cosy world.
I could smell you and touched you
You too smelt and touched me
And this is what they call
“the love at first sight”.
I now knew I’m perfectly where I should have been.
I don’t remember but I know it’s then, that I learnt to trust you absolutely,
For my entire life ahead
….and I learnt my first and most important lesson of loving selflessly.
…..this was the beginning of our journey ahead.
This is the beginning of our journey together,
Mummy and I.
The Beginning of our journey
There were thousands of them
Ready to crush me, defeat me,
Split me into pieces
Determined to ensure that I won’t
Ever be able to rise, get up, fight back,
Find my place and shine like sun.
They were strong and capable
Much more than what I thought
They were all together against me.
I would be lying if I say I was not scared;
Actually I was feeling awful.
All around myself I saw faces,
Grinning at my weakness, laughing at my misery.
Many of them were, once upon a time,
My well wishers, my so called friends.
I could see them clearly now.
I could not find a way to run-off.
I was surrounded all over by
Dark shadows, big pits
And my fall seemed to be sure
I cried, I wept, was not able to hold
My tears, rolling on my face
Filling those devilish pits to ensure
That I will drown soon….
…and be lost for ever.
Nobody will remember me in the days to come,
I’ll be extinct, gone forever
Without even as a small mark.
I was struggling to fight back
And defeat all those demons.
….and suddenly the thunder
And rain which were scaring me
And ready to drown me
Proved to be my friends
Because with them accompanied the lightening…
It was a streak, momentary but
Strong enough for me to see around
….and I saw what was important.
I saw that nobody could defeat me but myself.
I will lose only if I refuse to decide
To rise up, to try and give up.
I immediately knew that I need not
Rise to defeat others but to check my own strength.
I now knew that those grinning faces
Are actually motivating me to dig into my soul
And search for the hidden strength.
I had to realise the power of the innumerable blessings
That were with me,
I knew that the path was rough and the pits were deep….
…but they were not insurmountable
They were there to challenge me
I trembled, slipped, fell many times
But now I was sure that I’ll rise finally.
I had smelt the faith that people had in me.
I realised that I am in this situation
Because God knows that I can deal with it.
I wiped my tears and looked up.
I smiled at those surrounding me
And thanked them for helping me see within.
That Blind Boy....
I saw a child, He was blind;
His picture will always remain in my mind.
He asked me to tell a story
And I decided to utter about nature’s glory.
I told him that up our head is the blue sky,
Which nobody can touch however high one may fly.
He asked, “What is blue?”
And I was speechless, because I had no clue.
I realised, I had said wrong words,
So I started talking about birds.
I told him how they chirp and sing
And bring symphony to everything.
I told him about the dancing bees
And praised the beauty of selfless trees.
I talked about the flowing water of the streams
And the snowy mountains of my dreams.
I was enjoying talking about the fragrant flowers
And how trees blush after the rain showers.
For a moment I even forgot the young boy
I noticed his face had turned pale, his lips were dry.
I gasped for a while and asked
“Didn’t you like my talk?”
I saw tears rolling through his innocent eyes
He asked “Is the world so beautiful, full of smiles?”
He was now weeping and questioned
“Why did God make the world so beautiful?”
“And if He had done so why did He not let me be grateful?”
He was anxious and hurt
He was impatient and his remarks were blunt.
He then stopped for a while and asked “Can you see everything?”
I was quiet; my voice had no zeal or zing.
I started thinking that I had unnecessarily bothered this little angel.
I decided to rectify my mistake,
I restarted saying, “Friend life is not a cake”.
I can see all the beauties of the world,
But I also have to see the result of wars, strength of sword.
I see a lot of pain and agony
And at times, nature’s tyranny.
I told him how a beautiful flower is mostly plucked by callous hands,
How birds are kept in iron strands.
He interrupted and asked, Can you see God?”
I was aghast; He had touched a distant chord.
I smiled and said, dear little friend
I can see much but there are things beyond this end.
You and I, in our ignorance are equally blind
There are mysteries that God has left us to find.
I’m fortunate that I can see the physical beauty
But to preserve and care for it is also my duty.
And O little buddy! You too are blessed
For you can love anybody without knowing how he is dressed.
I can’t see goodness for I’m blinded with greed,
But your pure soul doesn’t know how to cheat.
God definitely loved you more that He made you physically blind
Because He wanted you to remain loyal, passionate, serene and kind.
You can see him better, You can feel Him much
Because his true beauty is such, that eyes can’t touch.....