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A Black Dog

By Navneet Bakshi / August 10, 2021

A Black Dog, Mummy, Dinoo ko kale kutte ne kaat liya ‘Mummy, the black dog has bitten Dinoo’, I said. She drew me close and putting her hand on my head and showing great interest in the news that I delivered said, “Be careful of the dogs in these dog days.” What are dog days?…

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Wooing Geeta…Part 2

By Navneet Bakshi / June 19, 2021

                                                                                ***********WOOING GEETA- PART 2********** Before I could open my heart to Geeta, her father got transferred to Amritsar. They went away with all their belongings leaving behind with me my longings. She took with her my little ‘bleating’ heart. What was left with me was a big void where the heart used to be.…

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निर्मला

By Navneet Bakshi / May 22, 2021

Forty years ago (I was a young bachelor then) once roaming around in the back street of Ballard Pier (Bombay then, now Mumbai) at six in the evening, I saw one young woman running to get in the bus. She was wearing a maroon saree and was around 25~30 years old. When I came back…

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Remembering Mother On Mother’s Day

By Navneet Bakshi / May 9, 2021

Remembering Mother On Mother’s Day   Rudyard Kipling said: “God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.”   Every mother loves her children. And every child adores her at least till he is a child. In some cases it lasts longer and even beyond life. My mother died young. God can’t send all…

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*******BALLS, CERTAINLY NOT AT ANY COST********

By Navneet Bakshi / April 20, 2021

Sardar Sohan Singh and his family had shifted to Chandigarh. Suddenly, I had lost two close friends. Loss of company of Goga hurt me because suddenly my daredevilry and my pranks had come to a standstill because one needs a partner in such escapades. Anyone who has read the books of childhood adventures will vouch…

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******आना इस बार ज़रूर होली पर************ 

By Navneet Bakshi / March 24, 2021

******आना इस बार ज़रूर होली पर************                                                                                                                             ( Picture from internet) सोचा करती थी मैं कि जब हम एक संग होंगे कितने सुन्दर तब होली के रंग होंगे   यूँ तो बरसाए हैं बहुतेरों ने रंग हर होली पर लेकिन कैसा कर दिया जादू तुमने दिल पर कि मुझे अब और कोई रंग नहीं भाता रंगे मेरे मन से…

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*************मेरी प्रेरणा************

By Navneet Bakshi / March 14, 2021

*************मेरी प्रेरणा************ मेरी कल्पना की परी तुम कि मेरी कल्पना के पर लुप्त हो जाती हो मुझ में ही कहीं तुम मेरी कविता को देकर स्वर प्रिय तुम उभरती हो दिल में फिर श्वासों में घुल-मिल जाती हो बनती हो तुम गीत मेरा फिर स्वयं ही उसको गाती हो मैं केवल माध्यम बन तुम्हारे अनूठे…

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यह आँसू मेरे, तुम्हारे

By Navneet Bakshi / March 2, 2021

यह आँसू मेरे, तुम्हारे कितना खुशनसीब हूँ मैं, तुम्हें यह बता नहीं सकता मैं तुम्हारी ज़िंदगी में लौट कर तो आ नहीं सकता लेकिन मैं उसे खूबसूरत बना सकता हूँ और यही मैं करना चाहता हूँ   इसलिये जाने-अनजाने परछाईं बन बगल में कभी और कभी एहसास बन तुम्हारे सिरहाने रात के अंधेरों में कभी…

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उंगली से शीशे पर लिखती हूँ नाम तुम्हारा

By Navneet Bakshi / February 28, 2021

  उंगली से शीशे पर लिखती हूँ नाम तुम्हारा और घबरा कर मिटा देती हूँ तुम क्या जानो मैं अपने दिल को तसल्ली किस किस तरह देती हूँ   एक तुम हो कि मेरा ख्याल भुलाए बैठे हो आँखों से दूर हो गए हो मगर दिल में समाये बैठे हो   चाहती हूँ मेरी गोदी…

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*******ARRANGING FOR MILK FOR GOGA***********

By Navneet Bakshi / February 12, 2021

*******ARRANGING FOR MILK FOR GOGA*********** Goga was crazy about milk and milk products. Though he was crazy about everything but his craze for milk surpassed all his crazes. All his talk centered around having dhoodh, dahi, lassi, burfee. Once he said “ Yar sadi mummy majh kyon nayeen ban jandi (Pal, Why doesn’t our mother…

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