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Lo AA Gayee Sardi

Winter is around once again. Every time when someone asks me about what I write, I start making some effort of compiling my writings, lost in the oblivion. Those that I can access easily are my blog posts. For more than fifteen years, I kept posting them fairly regularly at Sulekha.com. Yesterday when my wife’s niece asked her about how to access those, I said, that I will send her the links for reaching them because they are like scattered here and there. Then I realized that I don’t even have all the links saved at one place. So, I set about doing that, but it is a tedious task to put together the links to nearly eight hundred of them. Let’s see how long can I do that. While copying the links down, I came across this blog “When Winter Comes” posted maybe in 2015. Our elder son had gone to Japan for doing and MBA and I and my wife were China. The winter was setting in. It is setting again, so I thought of bringing this blog over to this new platform which is my own.

My son had gone to see the autumn beauty of TakaoSan on 19th November. Mid November is said to be the best time for seeing the splendour of autumn beauty and after seeing all the pictures that I have posted we can’t deny that, but before I thought of posting some blogs based on the pictures he had sent, thick dark clouds gathered here at Gaogang on 22nd  November and snow as was predicted, started falling. Tokyo is 1800 Kms from here and 7 degrees further up North and climatically similar.

 

On a global scale these distances are minor and when dark clouds laden with snow come, they can wrap large swathes of earth in blankets of white snow. It snowed here and on 23rd November it snowed in Tokyo too. Because it snowed in Tokyo after fifty years in November, it made an international headline news. So, he sent pictures of snow in Tokyo too.

The day I started posting this series, I had decided that I would write the last blog about the sudden onset of winter, but no thought of writing a Hindi poem had occurred to me.  My thoughts have mind of their own, when the flood gates are opened, they gush out like a raging river. A hindi poem started trickling out and then it became a flood. I had not thought that I would reflect on little reported pain of some people who lay down their lives so that we may sleep peacefully, but as I have said that I have no control over the flow of my thoughts, they decide their own course.

 

 

That day my thoughts made me cry a lot as I wrote this poem-  The thoughts came to me on seeing this surprised flower caught unawares by snow in Autumn

 

I don’t know why my son sent the pictures of the train track but for me it is symbolic. Life indeed is a journey

 

 

And now the poem that made me cry

When Winter Comes Suddenly

Lo aa gayi sardi

लो आ गई सर्दी

Khule bakse purane

(When I was a child the winter clothes were packed in steel trunks and kept away and to save them from moths, phenyl balls were put between the layers. When the clothes were taken out, some balls which were not fully spent would roll out. May be in lower middle class homes even now perhaps that’s how the winter clothes are kept and taken out every winter)

खुले बक्से पुराने

Nikale coat or sweater

निकले कोट और स्वैटर

Ludakti phenyl  gi goliyan Jinmen se

लुड़कती फ़िनायल की गोलियां जिनमें से

Aur kisi jeb se bhoola hua sikka mila

और किसी जेब से भूला हुआ सिक्का मिला

Yad aya koyi bhula hua silsila

याद आया कोई भूला-बिसरा सिलसिला

Tang do dhoop mein inhein, hain baki inmein

टाँग दो धूप में इन्हें, हैं बाकि इनमें

Bachi kuchh, ya bhooli yadon ki mehaken purani

बची कुछ, या भूली यादों की महकें पुरानी

De ayein inhein dryclean karwayein

दे आएं इन्हें ड्राई-क्लीन करवाएँ

Ya dho dalein inhein ghar par hi

या धो डालें इन्हें घर पर ही

jaise taise Purani gandhon ko nikaalein

जैसे-तैसे पुरानी गन्धों को निकालें

Magar kya purani mahakein

मगर क्या पुरानी महकें

Yoon hi saralta se lupt hojaati hain ?

यूँ ही सरलता से लुप्त हो जाती हैं?

Dho dene se ya dhoop mein daalne bhar se

धो देने से या धूप में डालने भर से

Kya un se sati purani yadein bhi sab gayab ho jati hain

क्या उन से सटी पुरानी यादें भी सब गायब हो जाती हैं?

 

Yadon mein khone ka samay nahin hai

यादों में खोने का समय नहीं है

Bichhudon par rone ka samay nahin hai

बिछुडों पर रोने का समय नहीं है

Milna aur bichhudna, daur hai zindagi ka

मिलना और बिछुड़ना, दौर है ज़िन्दगी का

Zindagi ka sach to yahi hai

ज़िंदगी का सच तो यही है

Ek ek kar nikal rahe hain kapade purane

एक-एक कर निकल रहे हैं कपड़े पुराने

Bahut si yaadein ho aayi hain taza isi bahane

बहुत सी यादें हो आई हैं ताज़ा इसी बहाने

Kitna utsukta hai, chhotu mein, utsaah hai

कितनी उत्सुकता है छोटू में, कितना उत्साह है

badon ke kapade pahen kar muskra raha hai

बड़ों के कपड़े पहन कर मुस्कुरा रहा है

Kitni jaldi bada ho gaya hai,

कितनी जल्दी बड़ा हो गया है

Aur bada hota ja raha hai

और बड़ा होता जा रहा है

Ek ek kar, sab kapade nikale maa ne par

एक एक कर सब कपड़े निकाले माँ ने

Nahin nikale topi aur muffler

नहीं निकाले टोपी और मफ़लर

Khamosh dekhta hoon main

खामोश देखता हूँ मैं

we waise hi pade wahin hain

वह वैसे ही पड़े वहीँ हैं

Ek ansu girta hai aankh se meri, papa ke liye bhi

एक आँसू गिरता है आँख से मेरी, पापा के लिए

Jo ab is duniya mein nahin hain

जो अब इस दुनिया में नहीं हैं

Maa main bhi bada ho kar fauj mein bharti ho jaoon ga

माँ मैं भी बड़ा होकर फ़ौज में भर्ती हो जाऊँगा

Kaha chhotu ne garv se taan kar seena hai

कहा छोटू ने गर्व से तान कर सीना है

Maaroonga un aatankvadiyon ko

मारूँगा उन आतंकवादियों को

Jinhone mere papa ko mujh se chhena hai

जिन्होंने मेरे पापा को मुझ से छीना है

Kaisi nishthur hai yeh jang, kaisi kroor ye ladayi hai

कैसा निष्ठुर है यह जंग, कैसी क्रूर यह लड़ाई है

utth chali gayi hai maa, chhup kar kahin rone

उठ चली गई है माँ, छुप कर कहीं रोने

apane ansu rok nahin payi hai

अपने आँसू रोक नहीं पाई है

Marmik hai viyog, kitna ashney dhand hai

मार्मिक है वियोग, कितना असहनीय दंड है

Kyon nahin samajhta dushman, kyon itna nirdayi aur uddhand hai

क्यों नहीं समझता दुश्मन, क्यों इतना उद्दंड है?

Bahut teevr hai dhara samay ki, veg bahut prachand hai

बहुत तीव्र है धारा समय की, वेग बहुत प्रचंड है

Kuchh hi dinon ki garmi yahaan par, aur kuchh dinon ki tthand hai

कुछ ही दिनों की गर्मी यहाँ पर, और कुछ दिनों की ठण्ड है

In kuchh kshnaon ki mohlat, ka kyon ham shukr nahin manaate

इन कुछ क्षणों की मोहलत का क्यों हम शुक्र नहीं मनाते

Kis zameen ke liye ladate hain ham

किस ज़मीन के लिए लड़ते हैं हम

Rahi hain ham aate jaate

राही हैं हम, आते-जाते

Pal do pal ka saath hamara

पल दो पल का साथ है सारा

Kyon itna bhi samajh nahin paate

क्यों इतना भी समझ नहीं पाते

Kya seemayein, kya vivad, kaisi azadi

क्या सीमाएं, क्या विवाद, कैसी आज़ादी

Pal bhar main nikal padate hain ham aagey

पल भर में निकल पड़ते हैं हम आगे

Mukt ho sab bandhanon se,

मुक्त हो सब बंधनों से

chhod peechhe apnon ke toote sapane, hasartein aadhi

छोड़ पीछे अपनों के टूटे सपनें, हसरतें आधी

Bheegi palkon ko ponchta hoon utthti hai nazar

भीगी पलकों को पोंछता हूँ, उठती है नज़र

Padtai hai papa ki tasveer par, khade hain pahane vardi

पड़ती है पापा की तस्वीर पर, खड़े हैं पहने वर्दी

Chauda seena, damakta chehra, door tiki nazar

चौड़ा सीना, दमकता चेहरा, दूर टिकी नज़र

Nazar mein chamak, chamak mein spane

नज़र में चमक, चमक में सपने

Kuchh apne, kuchh apnon ke sapne

कुछ अपने, कुछ अपनों के सपने

Ek thirkati muskan rukti badati, tham si gayi hai

एक थिरकती मुस्कान रूकती, बड़ती, थम सी गई है

kampe hain onth, aur nikla girte padate swar

कांपे हैं ओंठ, और निकला गिरते पड़ते स्वर

Jai Hind Papa- Phir AA gayi hai sardee

जय हिन्द, पापा- फिर आ गई है सर्दी

Bahut tthandi si lagati rajai abki bar-

बहुत ठंडी लगती है रज़ाई अबकी बार

aap use garm karane jo nahi aaye

आप उसे गर्म करने जो नहीं आए

Dua hai meri prabhu se itni hi bas ki

दुआ है मेरी प्रभु से इतनी बस की

manushya ko manushya sang jeene ka tareeka aa jaye

मनुष्य को मनुष्य संग जीने का तरीका आ जाए

Taki sarhad pe vyarth ladayee ladate ladate

ताकि सरहद पर व्यर्थ लड़ाई लड़ते लड़ते

Mann mein iraadhe liye, khyalon mein vaade liye

मन में इराधे लिए, ख्यालों में वादे लिए

Kisi ki shard ritu, basant mein na aaye

किसी की शरद ऋतु बसंत में न आए

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1 year ago

Thanks a lot Alka Ji and Sorry, that I missed to reply to your comment. We haven’t seen you visiting the site either lately. Please take out some time and come here once in a while. We look forward to your beautiful posts.

Alka Kansra
Alka Kansra
1 year ago

Beautiful poem Navneet ji. How small things take us on a nostalgic trip.

Ushasurya
Ushasurya
1 year ago

Dear Navneet
I vaguely remember ] this but it is lovely reading thi all over again.Right now we are at Bangalore at son’s place and i shall read everything when I get back to Madras next week.
Yes..the images look lovely..the train tracks do remind us that we ARE on a long journey..That single rose looks just too beautiful !!!
Yes Winter is setting in and i o hope you have a nice time.
I id enjoy reading the poem…

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