Tuesday, 11 February 2014

muktak by kapil anirudh

अम्बर के तारों से तेरी भर सकता है खाली झोली एक अकेला 
मरुभूमि को दे सकता है सुरभित पुष्पित सी रंगोली एक अकेला 
एक अकेला दे सकता है अंधिआरे को कड़ी चुनौती
पल में रोशन कर सकता है अंधिआरे कि अंधी टोली एक अकेला

Saturday, 1 February 2014

a ghazal by kail anirudh in hindi

तवी किनारे .........

आ बैठा हूँ तवी किनारे मन में कुछ उद्दगार लिए
भावों के मैं पुष्प हूँ लाया और श्रद्धा के हार लिए

मौन को धारे जल की धारा धोती हर जन का संताप
कैसा निर्मल साँझा आँचल सब के हेतु प्यार लिए

पावन जल से अपने मन का जब भी है अभिषेक किया
मन में गूंजा अद्भुत गुंजन अनुपम इक झंकार लिए

हम ने कलुषित कर्मो की बस कालिख इस में डाली है
फिर भी सब की खातिर सरिता बहती है आभार लिए

सूरज पुत्री तवी धारा पर जननी बन कर उतरी है
आँचल में सब बच्चों के हित उत्सव और त्यौहार लिए
  • Nidhi Mehta Vaid jitni komal nadi ki dhara dikti hai, ussey zayada wage sey behti kyun ki ham sab key dukh santtap ko wo jaldi sey jaldi dur karna chahti hai, aur ja samandar sey milti hai, jiski lahron main asem uchaal hai par bhitar sey wo itna hi shant.
  • Nidhi Mehta Vaid bhaya ji surya putri kisey kaha hai aapne surya ki kirno ko yaa kuch aur plzzz isey samjhaye
  • Joginder Singh लेन-देन व्यवहार जगत का फिर क्यूँ वो इकतरफा हो,
    प्रत्युत्तर प्रदूषण देते पोषण का उपहार लिए...
  • Kapil Anirudh निधि जी, तवी शब्द संस्कृत शब्द तविषी से उपजा है, जिस का एक अर्थ सूर्य पुत्री भी होता है । दार्शनिक एवं वैज्ञानिक ढंग से भी यदि विचार किया जाए तो हमारी पृथ्वी सूर्य से ही तो आई है और नदी का अस्तित्व भी सूर्य के बिना कुछ भी नहीं, अत: सूर्य पुत्री नाम सार्थक कहा जाना चाहिए ।

Friday, 24 January 2014

ghazal in punjabi by kapil anirudh

Kapil Anirudh

मित्रो पंजाब के प्रवास ने सहज ही पंजाबी में लिखने की प्रेरणा दी है। दो दिन पूर्व कुछ स्फुरणा हुई और कुछ लिखा गया । उसी स्फुरणा के कुछ अंश प्रस्तुत कर रहा हूँ।

 छुपके चुपके मार उडारी तोड़ गगन दे तारेयां नूँ
अन्दरो अंदरी नच्ची गाईं गुमसुम लब्बी सारेयां नूँ

मार छलांगां जित लै जा के उच्ची टीसी तूँ सजना
 वेख सकेंगा उत्थे जा के जग दे जित्तु हारेयाँ नूँ

अपना दीबा आपूं बन के रोशन कर दे राहां तूँ
तूँ की करना बाजीगरां दे झूठे सच्चे लारेयाँ नूँ

लिख सकना ताँ लिख लै मन ते उस दा सच्चा नाँ कापिल
छड्ड दे हत्थ विच्च पकडे बैनर भुल्ल जा सारे नारेयाँ नूँ

Friday, 10 January 2014

The bright and Shiny Life - an article by Surbhi Kesar


Life they say is not going to be bright and shiny.  Troubles are going to come. And not just come but charge on you with all their might. Matters what, is the shield you have to protect yourself, mainly an emotional and mental shield. A shield strong enough to take all impacts so that you are not wounded. We all might think it’s impossible since as the impact happens, it’s pitiful state so we try to hide, forgetting about the shield that we have. An all encompassing shield and once you have realized the true strength of that shield, that’s when miracles being to happen. Miracles that happen all the time but our eyes are not too sharp to catch them. The sun that shines every morning devouring the dark, every night the sun triumphs after a long battle is nothing but a miracle. Every morning when the birds chirrup and that smile it gets on an early dawn seeing them play with a climber, no matter what blocks your mind, trust me it’s miraculous how that teeny tiny bird makes you forget all the troubles for a small second. The trees that rustle and sway alike in loo, a breeze and cold wind, as if accepting all  that comes to it with the same spirit of acceptance. Think again and it’s miraculous! A little kid walking down the street giggles at you and you just forget all and smile back. No connection but just enough to call for that little silver lining around the dark cloud. The silver linings, the miracles, the gestures are always there, only that we never realize that we had the shield of these emotions which can always save us from the impact. So don’t blame the shield if you don’t know how to use it. Don’t blame him when you can’t see how he is always there, just right there. How when and where he comes and offers you help through someone’s hand, someone’s smile, someone’s chirrup, someone’s acceptance, teaching you the greatest of lessons of life, you have no idea. He creates miracles in every day you live. Don’t blame him if you can’t see it.
Life they say is not all bright and shiny or who knows life is all just bright and shiny.


Sunday, 15 December 2013


ग़ज़ल
आग पानी कभी हवा पानी
मेरे जीवन का सिलसिला पानी 


रंग बदले है वो तो गिरगिट सा
लाल नीला कहीं हरा पानी 


अब तो आँखें भी नम नहीं होती
सब कि आँखों में अब जमा पानी 


कब से सोया पड़ा था आँखों में
तेरे देखे से फिर जगा पानी 


तुम तो पानी पे लफ्ज़ लिखते थे
मेरा हर शब्द ही हुआ पानी 


उस को सागर कहा ज़माने ने
तेरे पानी में जो मिला पानी

Tuesday, 10 December 2013

टप्पे

आजकल पंजाब के होशियारपुर जिला में कार्यरत्त हूँ, यहाँ की सांझी संस्कृति में, लोक गीतों एवं लोक धुनों में 'टप्पों ' का अपना महत्व एवं सौदर्य है, यहाँ की माटी ने भेंट स्वरुप मुझे कुछ टप्पे दिए हैं, उन में से कुछ टप्पे प्रस्तुत कर रहा हूँ .....
मैं कमली हो गयी आँ----२
तेरियां बाहाँ विच्च
मैं जगदे सो गयी आँ

असीं किकली पावां गे ----२
तेरे हत्थां विच्च
असीं उडदे जावाँ गे

तुस्सीं फुल्लां वरगे हो---२
हत्थ भी लांडे डरदे
साहां नाल ही झडदे हो

साडे मन ते राज करो ---२
साडे सुर छेडो
सानू अपना साज करो
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  • Joginder Singh ਇਹਨਾ ਟੱਪਿਆਂ ਗੱਲ ਹੀ ਵਖਰੀ ਹੈ...ਗਹਰੀਆਂ ਗੱਲਾਂ ਹਨ, ਗੂੜ੍ਹੀਆਂ ਗੱਲਾਂ ਹਨ...ਹੋਸ਼ਿਆਰਪੂਰ ਵਿਖੇ ਕਦੋਂ ਆਓਨਾ ਹੋਯਾ?
  • Kapil Anirudh जोगिन्दर जी मेरा तबादला दो महीने पहले होया सी ते मैं १३ मार्च तों होशियारपुर च रह रेया हाँ ......

Sunday, 1 December 2013

Guru-A Tribute: By Surbhi Keasar
 The one who teaches you the “gur” of life! They say he has a parent, a friend, a helper and partner. Parent, how? 
Many people identify their children as the ones carrying their gene and that’s what gives the children, the characteristics of their parent. So however did the guru transfer the gene? Dr. O.P.Sharama “Sarathi”, I didn’t have a long personal association with him but I can totally identify him as a parent of my family, so to so the family with whom I have the highest level of intimacy, my spiritual family. Cause believe it or not, they have his genes. Maybe today he is not present around physically and describing him is something impossible, because he is sometimes described as an ocean by one of his disciples, an epitome of mystery and the unknown. But I see his family carrying his genes. There can’t be a single adjective describing him but I hear him when my family members strike the melodious notes on sitar, not as enchanting as his, but a great one in making. I hear him in the beat of the tabla played by another member of this family whose tabla beats come from the heart, a description of the innocence and purity of Guruji’s beats. I’d call it a gene. I hear his gene singing in the voices of the members singing some ragas, surely not even close how perfect his was, but truly as a child who tries to live up to a father’s expectations. I see him in the paintings of another member of the family who paints, trying to put on the canvas few gurs she has learnt from the magician of colours, whose palette was a colourful and divine vast world in itself. When I read the writings of the people in this family, I am amazed as to how by no hereditary lineage in writing, they can write some amazing pieces which take birth in their minds. Surely a gene of the charioteer of this family! When one sits to meditate, one can feel the energy of this great guru.
I again say I haven’t had a long personal association with him but with in my family and within myself I can feel being a part of him. I can feel such works and blessings, art forms and meditative energy, keeping him alive in us. He is like that garland of pearls from which when the string of breaths was removed, each pearl appeared distinctively, but each aspired to be that garland again.
So I don’t know about you but my guru has surely been a great parent who has passed on his gene to each of his child and fills and inspires them to be like their parent.