केला और नारियल
कलारि और कटहल
मन्दिर और टीके
बारिश और छीटें
हरियाली और बादल
रसम और चावल
डोसा और साम्भर
काफी और काजू
घने काले बाल
बालों में चमेली
गोरी काली खाल
इतना हो केवल
तो है यह केरल
बुधवार, 2 जून 2010
शुक्रवार, 22 जनवरी 2010
Martin Luther King, Jr.-"I Have a Dream"
प्रसिद्ध वैज्ञानिक प्रो 0 अब्दुल कलाम जी कोजो सपने देखते हैं और उन्हे पूरा करने माद्दा रखते हैं उन्हे समर्पित है :-
Martin Luther King, Jr.-"I Have a Dream"
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating: "For Whites Only." We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating: "For Whites Only." We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!
सोमवार, 18 जनवरी 2010
कबीर - अवधूता युगन युगन हम योगी
अवधूता युगन युगन हम योगी
आवै ना जाय मिटै ना कबहूं
सबद अनाहत भोगी
सभी ठौर जमात हमरी
सब ही ठौर पर मेला
हम सब माय सब है हम माय
हम है बहुरी अकेला
हम ही सिद्ध समाधि हम ही
हम मौनी हम बोले
रूप सरूप अरूप दिखा के
हम ही हम तो खेलें
कहे कबीर जो सुनो भाई साधो
ना हीं न कोई इच्छा
अपनी मढ़ी में आप मैं डोलूं
खेलूं सहज स्वेच्छा
आवै ना जाय मिटै ना कबहूं
सबद अनाहत भोगी
सभी ठौर जमात हमरी
सब ही ठौर पर मेला
हम सब माय सब है हम माय
हम है बहुरी अकेला
हम ही सिद्ध समाधि हम ही
हम मौनी हम बोले
रूप सरूप अरूप दिखा के
हम ही हम तो खेलें
कहे कबीर जो सुनो भाई साधो
ना हीं न कोई इच्छा
अपनी मढ़ी में आप मैं डोलूं
खेलूं सहज स्वेच्छा
बंजारानामा - 'नज़ीर' अकबराबादी
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जब चलते-चलते रस्ते में ये गौन तेरी रह जावेगी
इक बधिया तेरी मिट्टी पर फिर घास न चरने पावेगी
ये खेप जो तूने लादी है सब हिस्सों में बंट जावेगी
धी, पूत, जमाई, बेटा क्या, बंजारिन पास न आवेगी
सब ठाठ पड़ा रह जावेगा जब लाद चलेगा बंजारा
ये खेप भरे जो जाता है, ये खेप मियां मत गिन अपनी
अब कोई घड़ी पल साअ़त में ये खेप बदन की है कफ़नी
क्या थाल कटोरी चांदी की क्या पीतल की डिबिया ढकनी
क्या बरतन सोने चांदी के क्या मिट्टी की हंडिया चपनी
सब ठाठ पड़ा रह जावेगा जब लाद चलेगा बंजारा
इक बधिया तेरी मिट्टी पर फिर घास न चरने पावेगी
ये खेप जो तूने लादी है सब हिस्सों में बंट जावेगी
धी, पूत, जमाई, बेटा क्या, बंजारिन पास न आवेगी
सब ठाठ पड़ा रह जावेगा जब लाद चलेगा बंजारा
ये खेप भरे जो जाता है, ये खेप मियां मत गिन अपनी
अब कोई घड़ी पल साअ़त में ये खेप बदन की है कफ़नी
क्या थाल कटोरी चांदी की क्या पीतल की डिबिया ढकनी
क्या बरतन सोने चांदी के क्या मिट्टी की हंडिया चपनी
सब ठाठ पड़ा रह जावेगा जब लाद चलेगा बंजारा
मंगलवार, 5 जनवरी 2010
कभी प्यासे को पानी पिलाया नहीं .....
कभी प्यासे को पानी पिलाया नहीं, बाद अमृत पिलाने से क्या फायदा
कभी गिरते हुये को उठाया नहीं, बाद आंसु बहाने से क्या फायदा
KABHI PYASE KO PANI PILAYA NAHI BAAD AMRIT PILANE SE KYA FAIDA
KABHI GIRATE HUVE KO UTHAYA NAHI BAAD AASU BAHANE SE KYA FAIDA
If you never gave a thirsty person any water,Then what is the point in giving him nectar granting immortality afterwards?If you never picked up a falling person,Then what is the point in shedding tears afterwards?
मै तो मन्दिर गया, पूजा आरती की, पूजा करते हुये ये खयाल आ गया
कभी माँ बाप की सेवा की ही नहीं सिर्फ पूजा करने से क्या फायदा
MEI TO MANDIR GAYA , PUJA AARTI KI PUJA KARTE HUVE YE KHAYAL AA GAYA
KABHI MAA BAAP KI SEVA KI HI NAHI SIRF PUJA KE KARNE SE KYA FAIDA
I went to the temple and I prayed to god,Whilst I was praying I suddenly had a thought,I never did a selfless service for my mother and father,Then what is the point in only praying to god?
कभी प्यासे को पानी पिलाया नहीं, बाद अमृत पिलाने से क्या फायदा
KABHI PYASE KO PANI PILAYA NAHIBAAD AMRIT PILANE SE KYA FAIDA
If you never gave a thirsty person any water,Then what is the point in giving him nectar granting immortality afterwards?
मै तो सत्संग गया गुरू वाणी सुनी
गुरूवाणी को सुनकर ये खयाल आ गाया
जन्म मानव का लेके दया ना करी
फिर मानव कहलाने से क्या फायदा
MEI TO SATSANG GAYA GURUVANI SOONI
GURUVANI KO SOONKAR KHAYAL AA GAYA
JANMA MANAV KA LEKE DAYA NA KARI
FIR MANAV KAHLANE SE KYA FAIDA
I went to a gathering to learn about god and I listened to the saint's teachings,Whilst I was listening to the saint's teachings I suddenly had a thought,Even though I have been given birth as a human, I have never shown any mercy/kindness,Then what is the point in being called a human?
कभी प्यासे को पानी पिलाया नहीं, बाद अमृत पिलाने से क्या फायदा
KABHI PYASE KO PANI PILAYA NAHIBAAD AMRIT PILANE SE KYA FAIDAIf you never gave a thirsty person any water,Then what is the point in giving him nectar granting immortality afterwards?
मैने दान किया मैने जपतप किया दान करते हुये ये खयाल आ गाया
कभी भूखे को भोजन खिलाया नही दान लाखो का करने से क्या फायदा
MAINE DAAN KIYA MAINE JAPTAP KIYA DAAN KARTE HUVE YE KHAYAL AA GAYA
KABHI BHUKHE KO BHOJAN KHILAYA NAHI DAAN LAKHO KA KARNE SE KYA FAIDAI gave donations and I did my prayers and I did my penance,Whilst I was making the donations I suddenly had a thought,I never gave food to a hungry person,Then what is the point in donating thousands?
कभी प्यासे को पानी पिलाया नहीं, बाद अमृत पिलाने से क्या फायदा
KABHI PYASE KO PANI PILAYA NAHIBAAD AMRIT PILANE SE KYA FAIDAIf you never gave a thirsty person any water,Then what is the point in giving him nectar granting immortality afterwards?
गंगा नहाने हरिद्वार काशी काशी गयागंगा नहाते ही मन मे ये खयाल आ गया
तन को धोया मगर मेनेजर को धोया नही फिर गंगा नहाने से क्या फायदा
GANGAA NAHANE HARIDHVAR KASI GAYA GANGAA NAHATE HI MAANME KHAYAL AA GAYA
TAAN KO DHOYA MAGAR MAAN KO DHOYA NAHIFIR GANGAA NAHANE SE KYA FAIDA
I went to bathe in the sacred river Ganges in Haridwar Kasi,Whilst I was bathing in the sacred river Ganges I suddenly had a thought,I have washed my body but I haven't washed my soul,Then what is the point in bathing in this sacred river Ganges ?
कभी प्यासे को पानी पिलाया नहीं, बाद अमृत पिलाने से क्या फायदा
KABHI PYASE KO PANI PILAYA NAHIBAAD AMRIT PILANE SE KYA FAIDAIf you never gave a thirsty person any water,Then what is the point in giving him nectar granting immortality afterwards?
मैने वेद पढे मैने शास्त्र पढे शास्त्र पढते हुये खयाल आ गया
मैने ज्ञान ही किसी को बाँटा नही फिर ज्ञानी कहलाने से क्या फायदा
MAINE VED PADHE MAINE SHASHTRA PADHE SHASHTRA PADHATE HUVE YE KHAYAL AA GAYA
MAINE GNAN HI KISI KO BATA NAHI FIR GYANI KAHELANE SE KYA FAIDA
I have read all the holy texts like the Vedas and the Shashtras,Whilst reading the Shashtras I suddenly had a thought,I have never shared my knowledge with anyone,Then what is the point in being called wise/intelligent?
कभी प्यासे को पानी पिलाया नहीं, बाद अमृत पिलाने से क्या फायदा
KABHI PYASE KO PANI PILAYA NAHIBAAD AMRIT PILANE SE KYA FAIDA
If you never gave a thirsty person any water,Then what is the point in giving him nectar granting immortality afterwards?
मात पिता के ही चरणों में चारो धाम है
आजा आजा येही मुक्ति धाम है
पिता माता की सेवा की ही नही
फिर तीर्थो मे जाने से क्या फायदा
MAAT PITAA KE HI CHARNO ME CHARO DHAM HE
AAJA AAJA YAHI MUKTI KA DHAM HE
PITAA MAATA KI SEVA KI HI NAHI
FIR TIRTHO ME JANE SE KYA FAIDA
All your places of worship are at the feet of your respected parents,Come. Come that is the place to achieve liberation and enlightenment,If you never did a selfless service for your father and mother,Then what is the point in going on pilgrimages?
कभी प्यासे को पानी पिलाया नहीं, बाद अमृत पिलाने से क्या फायदा
कभी गिरते हुये को उठाया नहीं, बाद आंसु बहाने से क्या फायदा
कभी गिरते हुये को उठाया नहीं, बाद आंसु बहाने से क्या फायदा
KABHI PYASE KO PANI PILAYA NAHI BAAD AMRIT PILANE SE KYA FAIDA
KABHI GIRATE HUVE KO UTHAYA NAHI BAAD AASU BAHANE SE KYA FAIDA
If you never gave a thirsty person any water,Then what is the point in giving him nectar granting immortality afterwards?If you never picked up a falling person,Then what is the point in shedding tears afterwards.
मंगलवार, 15 दिसंबर 2009
मौका
(मौलिक रचना है, कोरा गपास्टक नहीं,
न ही चुराई हुयी इसलिये जो कुछ भी करना है बस कर डालो फौरन अभी, फिजाओं के बदलने का इंतजार व्यर्थ है।)
धोखा है,
हवा को आने से
किसने रोका है?
बन्द हैं दरवाजे तो क्या
रास्ते तो बन्द नहीं
बहो पवन सुत – बढो पवन पुत्र
बस यही मौका है।
धोखा है,
हवा को आने से
किसने रोका है?
घबराते सब तूफानों से
बलखाते नौजवानो से
टकराते दीवारों से
जिसने किस्मत को ठोका है।
धोखा है,
हवा को आने से
किसने रोका है?
चीर दीवार का सीना
हरियाली ने मुहँ खोला है
इस पीपल को वहाँ
भला किसने रोपा है?
धोखा है,
हवा को आने से
किसने रोका है?
विस्तार अधिक है तिमिर का
विश्वास अधिक है मगर दिये का
कालिमा के समुद्र को
जिसने पल में सोखा है।
धोखा है,
हवा को आने से
किसने रोका है?
हवा को आने से
किसने रोका है?
सोमवार, 16 नवंबर 2009
चन्द्रशेखराष्टकं
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॥ अथ चन्द्रशेखराष्टकम् ॥
चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर पाहिमाम् ।चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ १॥
रत्नसानुशरासनं रजतादिशृङ्गनिकेतनंसिञ्जिनीकृतपन्नगेश्वरमच्युताननसायकम् ।क्षिप्रदघपुरत्रयं त्रिदिवालयैभिवन्दितंचन्द्रशेखरमाश्रये मम किं करिष्यति वै यमः ॥ २॥
पञ्चपादपपुष्पगन्धपदाम्बुजदूयशोभितंभाललोचनजातपावकदग्धमन्मथविग्रह।म् ।भस्मदिग्धकलेवरं भवनाशनं भवमव्ययंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ३॥
मत्त्वारणमुख्यचर्मकृतोत्तरीमनोहरंपङ्कजासनपद्मलोचनपुजिताङ्घ्रिसरोरुहम् ।देवसिन्धुतरङ्गसीकर सिक्तशुभ्रजटाधरंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ४॥
यक्षराजसखं भगाक्षहरं भुजङ्गविभूषणंशैलराजसुता परिष्कृत चारुवामकलेवरम् ।क्ष्वेडनीलगलं परश्वधधारिणं मृगधारिणंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ५॥
कुण्डलीकृतकुण्डलेश्वरकुण्डलं वृषवाहनंनारदादिमुनीश्वरस्तुतवैभवं भुवनेश्वरम् ।अन्धकान्धकामा श्रिता मरपादपं शमनान्तकंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ६॥
भषजं भवरोगिणामखिलापदामपहारिणंदक्षयज्ञर्विनाशनं त्रिगुणात्मकं त्रिविलोचनम् ।भुक्तिमुक्तफलप्रदं सकलाघसङ्घनिवर्हनंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ७॥
भक्त वत्सलमचिञ्तं निधिमक्षयं हरिदम्वरंसर्वभूतपतिं परात्पर प्रमेयमनुत्तमम् ।सोमवारिज भूहुताशनसोमपानिलखाकृतिंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ८॥
विश्वसृष्टिविधालिनं पुनरेव पालनतत्परंसंहरन्तमपि प्रपञ्चम शेषलोकनिवासिनम् ।क्रिडयन्तमहर्निशं गणनाथयूथ समन्वितंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेकर चन्द्रशेकर रक्षमाम् ॥ ९॥
मृत्युभीतमृकण्डसूनुकृतस्तव शिव सन्निधौयत्र कुत्र च पठेन्नहि तस्य मृत्युभयं भवेत् ।पूर्णमायुररोगितामखिलाथ सम्पदमादरंचन्द्रशेखर एव तस्य ददाति मुक्तिमयत्नतः ॥ १०॥
॥ इति चन्द्रशेखराष्टकम् ॥
॥ चन्द्रशेखराष्टकं ॥
॥ अथ चन्द्रशेखराष्टकम् ॥
चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर पाहिमाम् ।चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ १॥
रत्नसानुशरासनं रजतादिशृङ्गनिकेतनंसिञ्जिनीकृतपन्नगेश्वरमच्युताननसायकम् ।क्षिप्रदघपुरत्रयं त्रिदिवालयैभिवन्दितंचन्द्रशेखरमाश्रये मम किं करिष्यति वै यमः ॥ २॥
पञ्चपादपपुष्पगन्धपदाम्बुजदूयशोभितंभाललोचनजातपावकदग्धमन्मथविग्रह।म् ।भस्मदिग्धकलेवरं भवनाशनं भवमव्ययंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ३॥
मत्त्वारणमुख्यचर्मकृतोत्तरीमनोहरंपङ्कजासनपद्मलोचनपुजिताङ्घ्रिसरोरुहम् ।देवसिन्धुतरङ्गसीकर सिक्तशुभ्रजटाधरंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ४॥
यक्षराजसखं भगाक्षहरं भुजङ्गविभूषणंशैलराजसुता परिष्कृत चारुवामकलेवरम् ।क्ष्वेडनीलगलं परश्वधधारिणं मृगधारिणंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ५॥
कुण्डलीकृतकुण्डलेश्वरकुण्डलं वृषवाहनंनारदादिमुनीश्वरस्तुतवैभवं भुवनेश्वरम् ।अन्धकान्धकामा श्रिता मरपादपं शमनान्तकंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ६॥
भषजं भवरोगिणामखिलापदामपहारिणंदक्षयज्ञर्विनाशनं त्रिगुणात्मकं त्रिविलोचनम् ।भुक्तिमुक्तफलप्रदं सकलाघसङ्घनिवर्हनंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ७॥
भक्त वत्सलमचिञ्तं निधिमक्षयं हरिदम्वरंसर्वभूतपतिं परात्पर प्रमेयमनुत्तमम् ।सोमवारिज भूहुताशनसोमपानिलखाकृतिंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेखर रक्षमाम् ॥ ८॥
विश्वसृष्टिविधालिनं पुनरेव पालनतत्परंसंहरन्तमपि प्रपञ्चम शेषलोकनिवासिनम् ।क्रिडयन्तमहर्निशं गणनाथयूथ समन्वितंचन्द्रशेखर चन्द्रशेकर चन्द्रशेकर रक्षमाम् ॥ ९॥
मृत्युभीतमृकण्डसूनुकृतस्तव शिव सन्निधौयत्र कुत्र च पठेन्नहि तस्य मृत्युभयं भवेत् ।पूर्णमायुररोगितामखिलाथ सम्पदमादरंचन्द्रशेखर एव तस्य ददाति मुक्तिमयत्नतः ॥ १०॥
॥ इति चन्द्रशेखराष्टकम् ॥
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