Good bye 2019 and welcome 2020

If the out going year 2019
 appears before me as a man,
I would love to bow before him,
and touch his feet.

The year 2019,
 wiped up my tears,
consoled my grieved heart,
and fulfilled my spread empty hands.

In his presence I toured,
from Ramanathaswami to Pasupatinath,
from Dwarikadhish to lord Jagannath,
and got blessed to write prayers for them.

These pious stuffs,
brought people from the spiritual world,
in my life.

I got what I always desired
"divinity" and "devotion",
 look forward to spread it
in the world the next year 2020.

Stay blessed all of you.

Until I leave this earth

Maybe someday,
I forget to remember,
whether I had taken my breakfast or not
I fail to identify my own kids,
and even I forget my own name.

I know, it will happen one day,
if I live long,
so I am not worried about it.

But Oh God,
only one thing I would like
 to plead before You,
that I should never forget You
Your name and Your blessings,
until I leave in this earth. 

It happens

It happens,
When you walk on truth,
people would desert you,
because truth is not always sweet,
it's sometime bitter too.

Sharp edges of a bitter truth,
might hurt the person it is directed,
then the person would blame you,
and leave.

But does that mean,
I should cowardly avoid speaking truth,
never, if at all I win only one person,
who loves truth indiscriminately
and lives in truth, then I can afford
 to lose everyone else who does not do that.

The reason behind my love for truth is that,
 I trust, God loves truth and truthful.

Your character

Whenever you say a clear truth
 or expect someone to become truthful,
those who are habituated liars,
would change their ways,
because the bright sunlight,
does not suit  the eyes of every living element.

Whenever you talk about piousness and divinity,
those who live a concealed and fraudulent life,
would go away from your sight,
because they know their soul is so drenched in mud,
that they can't clean it up.

When you sing a prayer,
those who are interested,
 in the hums of sensuousness,
would close their ears,
because prayers does not suit,
their young and ever thirsty and corrupt heart.

Your character decides your choice,
and accordingly you get companions.

Choices and preferences

Modern day world prefers,
 colors not simplicity,
glamour not divinity,
achievements not honesty,
fun, flirt not morality,
secrecy not openness.

We live in such a world that,
 appreciates superfluous beauty,
ignores religious persuasions.

So what, simplicity, divinity,
openness, morality and honesty,
has there own place,
much much  higher than,
colors, glamour, etc.

Your choices and preferences,
depends upon your character,
and upon your character,
depends your peace of mind.

Respect other's belief

Whatsoever we achieve,
its all His grace,
name Him God, Allah,
Krishna or by any name,
as per your belief.

If you don't believe Him,
then don't visit any place of worship,
don't ever follow any ritual,
there is no problem,
no one would ask you,
why you are so, not even He.

If you are a believer,
then fully follow your belief,
as there can't be half-true,
 half-false in a belief.
Don't follow a belief,
as per your convenience or suitability,
because this is only pretension,
You want to cheat Him, who you believe.

Be a believer of something or an atheist,
tolerate and respect other's belief.

His wishes prevails

You and me are not important,
we are simply nonexistent,
as only He exists and His thoughts
in this path of devotion.

In devotion emotions and words,
revolve around that almighty He,
His glory, His glamour,
His role in our lives.

Maybe not by chance,
but by His choice such feelings,
such thoughts get into my brain,
comes out of my pen,
so I  write prayers.

Well, that does not mean,
I am capable,  I am something,
the reality is that I am a nothing,
no more than a mere medium,
a small tool, a man so feeble.

The facts remains the facts,
only He  exists and His wishes prevails.

WITH YOUR OWN HANDS

You can imagine,
what is in His store for you,
which type of future awaits you.

He is always generous,
to open up the door of great gifts,
if you are kind, humble and truthful,
in words and deeds towards your fellow beings.
Also He is bold enough,
to open up the doors of misery for you,
if you are adverse to His expectations,
if you are selfish and impious.

He is judicious, impartial, soft as well as bold.

You decide which door you want,
to open for yourself,
you open the door of  your own destiny,
with your own hands.  

Clean up your soul

To be a vegetarian or a non-vegetarian,

Consuming or avoiding garlic and onion in one’s diet,

Does not make one pious or unholy.

Its just a physical aspect of one’s body not soul.

Going to a place of worship regularly as a habit 

is also not certificate of one’s piousness,

Its just proof that one is a follower of a belief.

If one’s heart is not clear and acts are not transparent,

if one is an egocentric  or  selfish in one’s attitude,

Then it’s like you wear a neat and clean dress,

 over a dirty soul .

So clean up your soul,

it will automatically take care of your body.

DHARMA, the right behavior

Dharma is not religion,
then what is this DHARMA?
It is the right behavior,
One should follow,
To live a pious life.

For success or pleasure,
when you carry out some actions,
it is essential for you to keep open your eyes,
and remain watchful towards this Dharma.

Your Dharma as a man or woman,
your Dharma as a member of this society,
your Dharma as a family member,
you  Dharma when you part an art,
may differ from situation to situation.

Well, in that case, the larger entity,
is needed to be protected.

Don't say I am preaching,
this is for those who pay heed,
for those who are worthy,
for those who have open ears and eyes.


धारयति इति धर्म (The one that we hold)

Experience with the poetry

Experience with the poetry

Poet, is the person that bears a pure heart,

which spontaneously pours out  true emotions,

on sheets of paper in the form of verse  art.

When a poet  produces a verse,

 just in order to  create a subtle, adorable art

 with his deliberation and intellect,

the flow of true emotions ,

becomes polluted, unnatural, impure.

Its spontaneity, pureness  becomes a victim,

to alertness,   willingness,  wiliness of the person.

Such arts  reflect a  person wearing a mask,

 The real him and his poems,

 maybe two different entities.

Now its not an art, its only a deceit.  

Be it positive or negative ,

the ink should speak truth.

An ambitious soul.

When an ambitious soul,
dreams to fly high  in the Mars sky,
wishes to laugh loud to enjoy every bit of life,
what it does as an effort to live up with its dream?
where it searches it's happiness?

It uses its body, shows its sensuous figure,
to attract people towards itself
addresses 'dear', 'dear' to everyone,
who gives a little appreciation.

To enjoy life,
it clandestinely comes out of it's household,
 reaches red light area, goes to a dance bar,
mixes up with people of profligate nature.

For it ideology  and principles,
 become meaningless terms,
argument in this regard,
becomes preposterous effort,
because of the involvement,
of  two blind eyes and one deaf ear,
of an extremely ambitious soul here.

 If this be the way to reach to success,
This be the definition of happiness,
Then I am happy without such success,
satisfied without such happiness. 

The unquestionable

A  leaf,
while floating,
on the river of time,
says to another,
"Don't question me,
I am the undisputed decider of my destiny,
 I  will flow as per my will,
I..., I....I......"

The other replies,
"On this infinite flow,
our tenure is sixty to seventy years,
our existence is not worth,
fighting and winning,
even over a cancerous cell,
then  why this I..., I...., I......,"

" We are not unsocial beings,
and hence, questionable,
I hope you understand,
if you are not a micro-cephalic."

सिर्फ तुम मुरलीधर

मुझ पर, मेरे तन, मन,प्रीत पर,
अब हक़ हासिल रखते हो सिर्फ तुम मुरलीधर ,
और कोई नहीं है यहाँ, कण भर,
ना है कोई, ना ठहर सकता है यहाँ क्षण भर।  

कर्म, विश्राम, शयन, जागरण,
चेतन, चिंतन, अवचेतन मन,
हर ओर तेरे ओज की है भरमार,
अद्भुत, अतुलनीय, श्याममय, सुंदर।  

फ़िर चाहे, ये, वो या कोई और,
आ जाएँ  मेरे सामने बार-बार,
न है, न रहेगा कोई असरदार,
क्योंकि तुम हो यहाँ, प्रबल हर ओर। 

The difference

The person ,
who has untruth in her words,
secrecy and skulduggery in her acts,
selfishness and ungratefulness in her attitude,
superiority complex and ego in her  mind,
is like a golden structure who has charcoal in her interior,
that burns herself from inside day and night.

The one,
who administers truthfulness irrespective of situation,
remains thankful even in adverse conditions,
keeps her soul free from ego, selfishness and greed,
is like that effigy, which has precious diamonds,
concealed in her, that keeps on enlightening her life.

Certainly

Many times you misunderstand me,
but does that mean I am a wrong anywhere?
does that make me a sinner?

Certainly, I would count myself a sinner,
If shelter falsehood in words or deed,
Or I try to conceal many things from the world,
Or I forget my words and deviate from my promise,
Or I hesitate to acknowledge someone's contribution in my progress.

Certainly, God would regard me as a sinner,
If I expect anything illegitimate from anyone,
Or ego, selfishness becomes a part of my person.

Certainly, I wished divinity from you,
And many  times you misunderstand me.

If that makes me a sinner,
Then certainly, I am a happy sinner.

Concealed intentions

People make friendship with many,
but share true emotions with none of them.
This fake friendship is like
a flower of paper having no fragrance,
a house made with some bricks of sand,
without any concrete pillar.

Such friendships are nothing but,
sugar coated arums that one so called friend,
gives to another so called friend.

Here, "dear""is the word uttered,
with a concealed intention , "I want your favor",
"love you" resembles with "I love fish"

People make such friendship,
and use such sugary syrupy words
only to meet some selfish ends.
This is nothing but their cheap popularity stunt.

For me, friendship be it with only a single person,
it should be truthful, honest, sacred,
and free from any selfish motives.

Nothing is required to be concealed,
if our intentions are pious.

No formality, only purity
in our words, thoughts, acts and intentions,
would make us divine and worth the love of God.

GREEN DIWALI

We shouldn't live this Diwali day,
mindlessly just for pleasure,
rather, live this day,
thinking about  the future of our globe.

Certainly, its a matter of  contemplation,
what would happen one hundred years hence,
two hundred years hence,
if we live this day this way or that way.

No, I don't propose to forsake the celebrations,
I humbly appeal to make it echo-friendly,
Wish you all to celebrate it smoke free ,
as a green diwali.

Sweets, lights, earthen lamps, worships at households,
floral decorations, rangoli, new dresses, photography,
diwali wishes with smiling faces,
would make it a fully enjoyable diwali,
free from the smoke and the hazards of fire crackers.

Let our coming generation,
be proud of our discretion,
be at comfort in their days,
because we think for it, wisely today.

With the time 1

With the time,
 human body grows,
health complexes develop,
as the body moves gradually,
towards its decay.

Now, the mind begins to realize,
 the ephemerality of life,
and all its achievements.
The soul boards over the real purpose of life,
begins a search for the unseen,
who it feels created the whole world.

This pursuance of divinity,
quest for the almighty,
begins early for some souls,
but late for some others,
who besmeared with the mud,
of materialistic desires, selfishness and ego.

For yet some others,
this quest, this thirst,
never begins and they leave the earth,
as they never feel that,
life has something to do with the almighty.

With the time

With the time,
things and persons change,
but the same way.

At the daybreak the sun pops up in the east,
makes dawn a calm and quiet time.
Then, with the increasing presence
of  hotness of the sun it becomes midday,
a restless time; dusty and difficult to pass.
Then, the light that once had covered the time,
made the air hot, faints; the dusk arrives,
makes the time somewhat comfortable,
there is still light in the air but no hotness now.
 Then the remaining  light vanishes,
 with the fall of night, the darkness prevails,
 silence everywhere, until another day break. 

The same happens with human souls.
It takes the body and begins a journey,
with full of innocence in it  at the childhood,
like the pleasant pure morning air.
Then it meets crowd, the society,
the hotness of selfishness, dust of ego,
makes it restless and many times critical
 we call it maturity, adulthood.
Now the adult becomes  old,
mind becomes cool, thoughtful,
free from running after things,
ears become eager to hear the evening bells,
from the temple, to bow with humbleness.
Abruptly the light from within vanishes,
the soul leaves the body, doom darkness prevails,
silence everywhere, maybe until anther day break.

ତୋ କୃପା

ତୁମେ ସୁରୁପ ଚନ୍ଦ୍ରମା ମୁଁ ଯେ ବାମନ ନଗଣ୍ଯ,
ଛୁଇଁବି ତୁମକୁ ବାରେ କରିଅଛି ମନ। 

ଯହିଁ ହେଉଥିବ ତୁମ ନାମ ଉଚାରଣ,
ଚାଲିଥିବ ଯେ ଠାବରେ ଭଜନ କିର୍ତନ,
ତହିଁ ରହି ସେ ରସ ମୁଁ କରୁଥିବି ପାନ,
ପବିତ୍ର ହୋଇବ ମୋର ଦୁଇ ପାପୀ କର୍ଣ। 

ଯହିଁ ଥିବ ତୁମ ମୂର୍ତି ପ୍ରଭୁ ଚକ୍ରଧର,
ନୂଆଁଇବି ମଥା ମୋର ହୋଇ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧାଭର,
ତୁମ ଚରଣ ଯୁଗଳ ଦେଖିବ ନୟନ,
ତୃଷାର୍ତ ହୃଦୟ ମୋର ହୋଇଯିବ ଧନ୍ଯ। 

ଯେ ପୁସ୍ତକେ ଥିବ ତୁମ ଲୀଳାର ବର୍ଣନ,
ଦିବାରାତ୍ର କରିବି ମୁଁ ତାହାର ପଠନ,
କୃପା ଯେବେ ହେବ ତୋର ଆହେ ଶ୍ୟାମଘନ,
କଲମ ମୋ କରିଯିବ ତୁମ ଗୁଣ ଗାନ।  

Live or exist

I wonder,
How people live untruthful,
throughout their life,
still they proclaim,
that they are pious.

They show their body
to the world
to attract people,
but hide their mind
from the world,
still they claim,
they are pristine. 

What might be coming,
to their when they stand,
before the mirror?

The first reflection,
might be pleasing for them,
when they see their body.
But when their mind,
might be thinking
about their persona,
their conscience might be,
pointing finger towards,
their such acts of falsehood.

How they live gulping,
the poison of falsehood?
How such fake people live?
Live or exist?

It is true that...

It is true that,

I am bitter for some people,

because when I speak,

I speak truth,

and some don't like,

my straightforwardness,

feel uneasy with my such words.

It is true that, 

people who lies,

every now and then deserts me,

when I say them to be truthful. 

What can be done,

I can't live without sunlight,

just because it is hot,

and causes irritation in my eyes.

It is true that,

it is equally difficult for me,

to digest their falsehood.

IMPORTANT

In my pursuit of truth and truthfulness,
divinity and piousness,
I learn a great lesson.

I learn,
I or you are not important,
no individual is important.

Our relationship, feelings
 enmity or friendship,
affection or hatred,
happiness and sorrow,
are just occurrences,
 and hence,can't be regarded as important.

Because they all are subject to decay,
would end up by the dint of the mighty time.

A layman gives importance to individuals,
events and happenings of the society.
 Only insignificant people,
follow insignificant things.

Significant people follows principle.

Following a principle,
remaining  honest to it,
with words, deeds and thought,
is important, for a seeker of divinity.

Ideology and principles are the heavens

Ideology and principles are the heavens.

Ideology and principles are the heavens,
we often dream,talk and draw their outlines,
but fail to reach to them ourselves,
when our turn comes,
we don't afford to live in them.

Just as we praise the beauty of a hilltop,
but don't dare to stay there for a long period.

Once we lie or hide a truth or commit a sin,
we get to know we do wrong across the lines,
violate the charter of principles we laid for ourselves,
we begin a damage control mission.

To cover the first one,
we shelter under another falsehood,
begin spreading lie against others,
Some of them lie so emphatically,
that they succeed to cover their corruption.


Then we assure ourselves,
"Take it easy""This much is not unfair, its ok."
 to save our own face,
from the vigilant eyes of our conscience.
One step ahead, we blame others
"Who under the sun is cent percent perfect?"


Each time we show excuse to ourselves,
we indulgently grant concession to ourselves,
and prepare ourselves to violate one more,
and become unscrupulous once more.

Paths are different

I do not nurture any ill-feeling,

 in my heart towards anyone,

I do not hold hatred in my core,

for anybody, for any reason.

But certainly people who are untruthful,

who do not have clear hearts, open acts

and people who covertly moves,

are my natural adversities.

Paths are different and distinct,

for those seek pleasure,

and for those who pursue divinity,

So are their choices and preferences.

Hence, 

I don't bother about the unlike souls,

No thoughts for them either.  

ତାକୁ ହୃଦେ ବାନ୍ଧିବା ନୁହେଁ ସହଜ

ତାକୁ  ହୃଦେ ବାନ୍ଧିବା ନୁହେଁ  ସହଜ,
ତାର ସମ୍ମତି ବିନା ଏ ନୁହେଁ କାର୍ଯ୍ୟ
ତାକୁ ହୃଦେ ବାନ୍ଧିବା ନୁହେଁ  ସହଜ।

ମଉଜ ପ୍ରିୟ ମନ ସର୍ବଦା ଛନ ଛନ,
ରଙ୍ଗ ରସରେ ବୁଡି ରହିବାକୁ ଉଚ୍ଛନ୍ନ,
ତାକୁ ଭାବେ ଢାଳିବା ଦୁରୂହ କାର୍ଯ୍ୟ, 
ତାକୁ  ହୃଦେ  ବାନ୍ଧିବା ନୁହେଁ  ସହଜ।

ତହିଁକୁ ମାୟା ଶକ୍ତି  ଜଗତରେ ପ୍ରବଳ,
ତା ବନ୍ଧନରେ ପଡ଼ି  ହୁଏ ଚିତ୍ତ ଦୁର୍ବଳ,
ଭକତି ନୁହେଁ ଦୁର୍ବଳ ଚିତ୍ତ କାର୍ଯ୍ୟ,
ତାକୁ  ହୃଦେ  ବାନ୍ଧିବା ନୁହେଁ  ସହଜ।

ସବୁଥିରୁ ବାହାରି କଲେ ତାକୁ ଭରସା,
କରି ପାରିଲେ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା ନ ରଖି ମନେ ଆଶା,
ନିଶ୍ଚେ ସଦୟ ହେବେ ସେ ଦେବରାଜ,  
ତାକୁ  ହୃଦେ  ବାନ୍ଧିବା ନୁହେଁ  ସହଜ।

You deserve more than what I give.

You deserve more than what I give.


We had differences, arguments,
bickering, disaffection, separation,
reunion, more arguments, heartburn.

These were the truth
of the  serpentine path,
on which our friendship goes.

But do you know one pleasant thing,
 about our seemingly turbulent,
and actually calm friendship?

Whatsoever positives I get,
you were always the sole giver,
Whatsoever successes I achieve,
she is you who is behind them.

Without any favor,
or intention to appreciate you,
I admit, from the core of my heart,
that you deserve my applaud,
my respect, my affection.
You deserve more than what I give.

Love is not worth a mature mind

Love is not worth,
a mature mind,
only an innocent heart,
is worthy of getting,
this precious emotion.

As love is a delicate,
and spontaneous flow,
from a beautiful heart,
free from expectations,
and desires.

A mature mind,
with it's wisdom
blends this emotion,
with the  thoughts,
of pros and cons,
and thus stops the person,
from delivering or receiving,
 pure love.

Wisdom does not believe,
that a lover can be selfless,
and free from expectations.

Oh unfortunate user of brain,
you are worth only to get,
lip deep love and never
a pure one.

चरण कमल बन्दे जगज्जननी

चरण कमल बन्दे जगज्जननी,
स्नेहा, स्निग्धा, शान्तिप्रदायिनी,
महिषमर्दिनी जग सुःखदायिनी,
देवगण पूजिता दिव्यशक्तिधारिणी,
चरण कमल बन्दे जगज्जननी।  

चारु कांति कैलाशविहारिणी,
शर्वाणी, भवानी भवदुःखहरिणी,
नमामि तें माते विद्यास्वरूपिणी,
शरणे सुरक्षा संतोषदायिनी,
चरण कमल बन्दे जगज्जननी। 

तब चरणे मम आनंद महेश्वरी,
मम  स्वर्ग, मम  प्राण ते भुवनेश्वरी, 
देहिमे  देहिमे  श्रद्धा मातेश्वरी,
भो जगन्माते दुर्गे  सिंहवाहिनी,
चरण कमल बन्दे जगज्जननी।  


एक पुत्र के लिए माता की चरण ही सब कुछ।   

ଚରଣ କମଳ ବନ୍ଦେ ଜଗଜ୍ଜନନୀ

ଚରଣ କମଳ ବନ୍ଦେ ଜଗଜ୍ଜନନୀ,
ସ୍ନେହା, ସ୍ନିଗ୍ଧା, ଶାନ୍ତି ପ୍ରଦାୟିନୀ,
ଜଗ ସୁଖ ଦାୟିନୀ, ମହିଷାମର୍ଦିନୀ,
ଦେବଗଣ ପୂଜିତା ଦିବ୍ୟଶକ୍ତିଧାରିଣୀ,
ଚରଣ କମଳ ବନ୍ଦେ ଜଗଜ୍ଜନନୀ। 

ଚରୁ କାନ୍ତି କୈଳାସ ବିହାରିଣୀ,
ଶର୍ବାଣୀ, ଭବାନୀ ଭବ ଦୁଃଖହାରିଣୀ,
ନମାମି ତେଂ ମାତେ ବିଦ୍ୟାସ୍ଵରୁପିଣୀ
ଶରଣେ ସୁରକ୍ଷା ସନ୍ତୋଷଦାୟିନୀ,
ଚରଣ କମଳ ବନ୍ଦେ ଜଗଜ୍ଜନନୀ। 

ତବ ଚରଣେ ମମ ସୁଖ  ହେ ମହେଶ୍ଵରୀ,
ମମ ସ୍ଵର୍ଗ ମମ ପ୍ରାଣ ତେ ଭୁବନେଶ୍ଵରୀ,
ଦେହିମେ ଦେହିମେ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା  ମାତେଶ୍ଵରୀ,
ହେ ଜଗନ୍ମାତେ, ଦୁର୍ଗେ ସିଂହବାହିନୀ, 
ଚରଣ କମଳ ବନ୍ଦେ ଜଗଜ୍ଜନନୀ। 

ପୁତ୍ରର ସ୍ଥାନ ସଦା ମା'ର ଚରଣରେ, ତେଣୁ  ମା ଦୂର୍ଗାଙ୍କର ଏହି ଚରଣ ବନ୍ଦନା । 

ନୀଳାଦ୍ରିବିଜେ ୯

ନୀଳାଦ୍ରି ବିଜେ କଲେ ପ୍ରଭୁ ଶ୍ରୀଜଗନ୍ନାଥ,
ନାଚି ନାମ ନାଦ କଲେ ଭକତ ସମସ୍ତ । 

ନୀଳକନ୍ଦରବାସୀଙ୍କ ଏ  କଥା ସୁନ୍ଦର, 
ନ ଦେଖି ଚାକ୍ଷୁଷ କଳିବା ଅତି କଠୋର।  

ନିର୍ବୋଧ ବଦ୍ଧବୁଦ୍ଧିକୁ ଏ ବାଂଶ ଚର୍ବଣ,
ନିବିଷ୍ଟଚିତ୍ତ ଭକ୍ତଙ୍କୁ ଏ ମହତ ଧନ ।   

ପରାତ୍ପର ପରମା ମିଳନର ଏ  କଥା,
ପରମ ପବିତ୍ର ଆନନ୍ଦଦାୟକ ଏ  ଗାଥା ।

ପ୍ରୀତି ଗଭୀରତର ହୋଏ ଦ୍ଵନ୍ଦ ଅନ୍ତରେ,
ପ୍ରବାହ ତୀବ୍ର ହୋଏ ଯେହ୍ନେ  ବ୍ୟବଧାନରେ।

ପ୍ରସ୍ଫୁଟିତ ପୁଷ୍ପ ବାସ ସମ ଏ  ମିଳନ ,
ପ୍ରସାରିତ ହୋଇ ତୁଷ୍ଟ କଲା ଭକ୍ତଙ୍କ ମନ। 

ପ୍ରାଣେ ଥିଲେ ଦୃଢେ ସେ ପ୍ରଭୁ ଜଗଦାନନ୍ଦ,
ପ୍ରାଣୀ ଲୀଳା ଶ୍ରବଣେ ପାଏ ପରମ ଆନନ୍ଦ। 

ଫୁଲ୍ଲଲୋଚନ ପ୍ରଫୁଲ୍ଲିତ କଲେ ଭକ୍ତ  ଚିତ୍ତ  
ଫେରିଲେ ଶ୍ରୀମନ୍ଦିରଶିରି ଶ୍ରୀଜଗନ୍ନାଥ।  

ଫାଟି ପଡିଲା ଶ୍ରୀମନ୍ଦିର ହର୍ଷ  ଉଲ୍ଲାସେ,
ଫେରିଲା ଫୁର୍ତି ପ୍ରାଣରେ କି ନିଶା ନାଶେ। 

If....So....

If I pelt a stone on the mud,
lay on the roadside,
who I would hurt,
the mud or myself?

The mud will remain mud,
a bit shattered,
but I would have,
a stain on my coat.

So I abstain from an involvement.

If I point my finger,
towards an immoral character,
who I would expose,
 her or me with my such act?

She will remain as her truth,
but I will be asked,
why I was there.

So I prefer to keep silence.

ଜୟ ମା ଦୁର୍ଗା

ଆଦ୍ୟାଶକ୍ତି ମହାମାୟା ଜଗତ ଜନନୀ,
ପୁତ୍ରେକ କରୁଛି ସ୍ନେହେ ତୋ ପଦ ବନ୍ଦନୀ। 

ବିଦ୍ୟୁତପ୍ରଭା  ତେଜମୟୀ ମାତେ ସୁଦର୍ଶନୀ,
ଅଷ୍ଟଭୁଜା ସ୍ନେହମୟୀ ମା  ସିଂହବାହିନୀ। 

ଅମିତ ବିକ୍ରମା ମା' ଲୋ ମହିଷମର୍ଦିନୀ,
ଦେବୋଦ୍ଭବ ମାତେ ଦେବ ଦୁର୍ଗତିହାରିଣୀ ।    

କର କୃପା ତା'ର ଯେ ମୋ ମିତ୍ର ଭାବେ ଅଛି,
ନ ରହୁ ତା ଜୀବନରେ ଦୁଃଖ କଷ୍ଟ କିଛି । 

ସୁଦୟା ରଖିବୁ ତାହା ଠାରେ ମାଆ ଦୁର୍ଗେ,
ଶତ୍ରୁପଣେ ଯେ ବାଧକ ପକାଏ ମୋ ମାର୍ଗେ। 

ସର୍ବ ଜନେ ସମଭାବେ ଦେଖୁଥିବି ମୁହିଁ ,
ତୋ ଚରଣେ ଧ୍ୟାନ ମୋର ଥିବ ସଦା ରହି । 

Is it not true?

The "I" in you,
wont allow you,
to confess your mistakes,
and come back to me.

The "woman" in you,
won't agree with the truth,
that a divine pursuit,
is above all social ties.

At the same time,
the "curiosity" in you,
would compel you,
to look towards my direction,
all your life.

You will see me,
my activities, my words,
and become sad,
for remaining away from me,
because I know, you have,
inclinations towards me,
a persistent vibration  in your core,
of my name.

You will read me,
sometimes revolt against me,
the other agree with me.

Your life will pass,
in yea & nay,
in a complete chaotic condition
But even then,
 the "I" in you,
wont allow you,
to come back to me.

The difference between you and me.

I am not disappointed now,
With you anymore,
As I realize,
that whatsoever you do,
is your Karma,
and hence,
 is only concerned to you.

Your Karma is based,
on your understanding of things,
your character, your heart, your thoughts.

You are a social being,
Hence, for to hide something,
to lie sometimes,
is just according to your requirement.

On the other hand,
 I am an unsocial being,
And for me truth, piousness and devotion for God
are the ways to reach to my goal.

This is my Karma, and that is your Karma,
the difference between you and me. 

I am bold enough

No, I don't remember,
 anything, anyone today.
Only a goal is clearly visible,
to my eyes,
A  path is apparent before me,
An ideal has become
sharp before me.

Yesterday too this goal,
was visible to me,
but there was some expectations,
in my soul.
I was expecting someone,
to walk with me,
someone to assist me,
in the pursuit,
of my goal.

And those expectations,
made me wild,
whenever I feel deserted,
or deprived of an ideal partner.

Now I feel  comfortable,
to walk alone and with pride,
as I now believe the goal,
of my life,
can't become the narratives,
of anyone else.

Now some people begin,
following me,
but this makes me disturbed,
in keeping my eyes,
over my goal.

No, no discontentment,
in any happenings now
I will walk on,
I am bold enough to do so.

मोदीजी:जन्मदिन की शुभकामना

हे सदी के महानायक, देश  के  विकास  पुरुष,

नाज है तुम पर आज हमें, खुशहाल है  सारा  देश।  

नासमझों के हाथ में  देश था मेरा  बदहाल,

बडी  उम्मीद तुझ से अब , हे मां के लायक लाल।

टुकडों में बांटे हें देश को आज गद्दी की खातिर लोग,

पोते हें कालिख धोटालों के, चहरे पे ये शातिर लोग।

बीमार है मां मेरी ,उठालो अपने मजबूत कंधे पर,

अनुशासन की दवा से करलो माँ का तुम उपचार। 

बदलाव की  राह पर जब तुम पड़ोगे चल,

टूट पड़ेंगे तुमपर दुश्मन कर के नाना छल। 

धमाचौकडी मचाएंगे चांडाल, भूत, पिशाच,

पर तुम जोगीश्वर साध लो अपनी पावन सोच।

फिक्र न करो कि तुम एक हो, एक से होते  काम अनेक,

एक चांद से होती चांदनी, एक सूरज से सारी चमक।

वो सर्जीकल स्ट्राइक के प्रणेता, विमुद्रीकरण  की  धुरी,

तुम्हारा लक्ष्य  है देश  मैं  शांति ओ ईमानदारी ।

कद बढा है विश्व में, स्वच्छ है भारत आज,

संपन्न है आज देश मेरा, सब तेरे दिमाग की उपज।

 सरदार, सुभाष के देश के तुम हो लायक दायाद,

प्रौद्योगिकी के शिल्पकार हो तुम, देश रखेगा याद।

 राजनीति के कीचड में खिले तुम हो  कमल फूल,

स्मित हास, मृदु भाष, सत् कर्मा तुम हो व्यक्ति  विरल।

थकते न हो मेहनत से कभी तुम,चुराते न कभी जी,

उम्र का  न कोई  असर है तुम पर , तुमसा तुम मोदीजी।

जिओगे तुम तब तक धरती पर, जब तक चांद सूरज,

बड़े नाज की बात है यह की  मोदीमय है विश्व आज। 
By pradipta panda.

Let us pray for each other

Oh people of India and Pakistan,
For God's sake,  Grow up as a human,
Leaving aside, Religious fundamentalism,
Impious dogmatism,
Setting aside the thoughts of boundaries,
Between nations.

If you are a Hindu or Muslim or any other.
So what, how can you say you are right,
And the other one is wrong,
Who you are to set the judgement of right and wrong,
How much you know about everything,
To make such judgement.

Remain firm on your belief, no wrong
But you have no right to ask questions,
About other's belief.

The dogmatic people should remember,
You can kill some human beings,
Create hatred among people,
But will never succeed to kill a belief,
Rather, you bottleneck the growth,
Of your own men.

Indians and Pakistanis,
We share one piece of land,
One great freedom struggle,
One culture of living together.
Never pay importance,
To such religious fanatics,
Let them live in the hell,
Of their narrow thoughts

Remember one thing,
The poison of hate would kill,
The tree of your own growth,

Let us pray for each other,
Let us love each other and thrive together, 


 




Stop spreading hate in the society 

Change

Change is the law of nature,

then why human nature, traits, behavior,

does not change,

does not change even for good,

not even when we  come across

the Bhagawat Geeta 

or any spiritual discourse.

Bhagawat Geeta is there

since last five thousand years,

we read, believe and love it

and even worship it as a holy script,

but do not wish to change ourselves 

according to its discourse.

may be, its because of our strong belief,

and reliance on the basics life taught to us

maybe we think our ethics are right,

and more appropriate to life.

this makes us so stubborn,

that we close our eyes, ears and even brain

towards its discourse

we do not wish to move one inch,

towards the path that it shows.

then why we worship it, 

is it not hypocrisy, 

is it not deceiving lord Krishna,

better, throw it out of your window,

and live as your heart wishes. 

प्रकृति नैब मुच्यते, जदि  मुच्यते सनै  सनै  

ଭାଗବତ ପଢି ପଢି ହେଲାନି ମୋ ଜ୍ଞାନ ଶୁଦ୍ଧି,
ଛିଦ୍ରମୟ ମାଠିଆ ମୋ ବୁଦ୍ଧି।
ଅହର୍ନିଶି ଚାଲିଲି ମୁଁ ଜ୍ଞାନ-ଗଙ୍ଗା ଜଳ ଭରି,
ଗଲା ସବୁ ବୃଥା ଝରି ଝରି ।

FEELINGS AND VERSES

1

I, at times feel it difficult

to utter every feelings of my heart,

that wishes flow out.

Then I sit down;

draw a sheet of paper,

to paint those untold inner noises,

with my pen.

My feelings begin to flow,

like a flooding river,

synchronizing with the salty fluid,

of my eyes.

The combination, 

takes the shape of a verse. 

2

Human actions can be cunning,

and even hypocrite,

due to their servitude to certain obligations,

to certain social bondage,

But  verses,

they never obey  any barricade,

never regard any restriction,

as they are the free birdies

of the sky called heart.

So when feelings and tears,

 take the shape of verses,

they expose every  happenings of the heart,

honestly.

They are the fearless and truthful messengers
 of emotions, vibrations, tears and laughter.

Your growth and reputation matters

Whenever my  words hurt you,
Pierce your soul,
They in fact kill mine,
With double intensity.

Do you wonder how?
Do not be surprised,
Its because you are in my soul,
As an inseparable vibration of my vein,     
An indistinguishable breath of my heart.

May one question rise in your heart,
Then why do I use such words those hurt.

I wanted the gold in you to become purified,
So I burn you in fire,
I wanted the aroma in you to spread,
 In the atmosphere so I opened the bottle.

Parents often scold their children,
Don't they love them?
No, its only love that persuade them,
To do so.
I want your growth, reputation,
Its up to understand or misunderstand me. 

YOU

You may or may not understand,
How significant you are to me,
But I would never hesitate,
To acknowledge what you are to me.

The success I achieved,
The happiness I obtained,
The spiritual heaven I dwell in,
The emotions those begin to flow inside my soul,
The pleasure of living in those emotions, 
 Are all only because of you.

My such happy state of mind,
Happens just because of your pious persona,
Just because of your kind discourse.

You may or may not talk,
We may or may not meet,
I would remain thankful,
Ever to you.

Blunders and sins

One can recover from the damages,

 Done by one's blunders,

By changing one's path,

And still become successful.

But can't get rid of,

From the impact of sins committed,

One will have to face the results,

Of such crimes, sooner or later.

To err is man, so there is always,

A chance of rectification.

But sins, no one compels one to do,

So the ways of evading there out come,

Does not exist.

 

Love is an aroma

Love does not mean,
Talking to each other,
Meeting with each other,
Or even more than that.

The aroma of love exists,
Even in silence, in physical absence,
Its a spiritual attachment remains intact,
Even in physical detachment. 

Because love means,
Someone is there, who is mine, 
And she thinks I am hers
She vibrates in me eternally,
And feels my presence in her soul all the time.
Someone owns me and I own her,

Love is  all about,
Dwelling in one's thought,
Settling in one's dream.

To become happy

To become happy,
I can't go to a dance bar,
I can't give you fake appreciations.
I can't do anything or everything,
To become happy.
Because to become happy,
Is not the goal of my life,
Not a bend of my soul.

Rather, to remain pious, truthful,
Straightforward  and humble,
Is the sole object of my existence,
Is the way of my living.

So I preferred to move away,
From everything and everyone,
And sit down in solitude,
To offer some prayers,
To him, who created and nurtures me.

Here I  am happy and I know,
This pleasure is eternal.

ଜନ୍ମାଷ୍ଟମୀ

ତୋ ଛାମୁରେ ଆଜି ତୋ ଜନ୍ମ ଦିନରେ
                ଯାଚକ ହୋଇ ମୁଁ  ପାତିଛି ହାତ,
ହସ୍ତ ତୋଳି ଦେବୁ ଯେବେ ମୋ ମାଗୁଣି
              ହୋଇବ ତୋହର ଚିତ୍ତ ସମ୍ମତ ।  

ଏ ପୂଣ୍ୟ ଦିନରେ 
          ହୃଦ ମଣ୍ଡପରେ
             ବିରାଜିବୁ ନନ୍ଦସୁତ,
କରି ବଡ ଆଶା 
      ତୋ ଠାରେ ଭରସା
           ଚାହିଁଛି  ମୁଁ ତୋର ପଥ। 

ନୁହେଁ ମୁଁ ପବିତ୍ର
          ଅବା ତୋ ଭକତ
             ମୁଁ ଏକ ନଗଣ୍ୟ ଭୃତ୍ୟ,
ନିଜ ବଡ ପଣେ
        ଆସିବୁ ମୋ ମନେ
            କରି ସେନେହ କିଞ୍ଚିତ । 

ଜାଣି ମୋ ଭାବକୁ
        ମୋ ଚିତ୍ତ ଠାବକୁ 
            କରିବୁ ତୁ ପୂଣ୍ୟ ପ୍ଳୁତ,
ଧରି ତୋ ଚରଣ 
         ଯାଇ ମୁଁ ଶରଣ 
               ଦେବି ପୀରତି ପ୍ରଭୁତ ।  

ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି 2

ନନ୍ଦସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ ଗୋପାଳମଣି,
ବଡ ଶୁଭ ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି
ନନ୍ଦସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ ଗୋପାଳମଣି,
ଯାହାଠାରେ ତୁମ ଦିବ୍ୟ ଦୃଷ୍ଟି ଗଲା ପଡି,
ବଦଳିଗଲା ତା ଭାଗ୍ୟ କାହାଣୀ,
ନନ୍ଦସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ ଗୋପାଳମଣି ।

ସଖା ପଣେ ବରି ଅର୍ଜୁନ,
ତୋ ଚରଣେ ଯାଇ ଶରଣ, 
ସମର୍ପିଲା ତୋ ଠାରେ ମନ,
ତୋତେ ମାନି ଶ୍ରୀନରାୟଣ, 
ଭକତି ଭାବରେ କଲା ଯେବେ ତୋତେ ପ୍ରୀତ
ପାଇଲା ଗୀତାର ଅମୃତ ବାଣୀ। 
ନନ୍ଦ ସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ ଗୋପାଳ ମଣି,
ବଡ ଶୁଭ ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି ।

ସୁଦମାର କପାଳ ବାମ, 
ଭିକ୍ଷାବୃତି ଜୀବନ କର୍ମ, 
ଭକ୍ତି କରି ପରମ ଧର୍ମ,
ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧାଭରେ ଜପିଲା ନାମ, 
ବାଲ୍ୟସଖାଠାରେ କରି ତୁମେ କୃପା ଦୃଷ୍ଟି,
ଦେଖାଇ ଦେଲ ହେ ତୁମ କରଣି,
ନନ୍ଦ ସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ  ଗୋପାଳ ମଣି,
ବଡ ଶୁଭ ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି ।

ଅତି ଅକିଞ୍ଚନ ତୋ ଦାସ,
ତୋ ଠାରେ ତା ଦୃଢ ବିଶ୍ଵାସ,
ହୋଇ ନିରୁପାୟ  ହେ ଈଶ,
ତୋ କୃପାରେ କରିଛି ଆଶ,
ରଖି ତା ବିଶ୍ଵାସ ବାରେ କୃପା ଦୃଷ୍ଟି ଫେଇ, 
ପୋଛିଦିଅ ତାର ଆଖିରୁ ପାଣି,
ନନ୍ଦ ସୁତ କୃଷ୍ଣ  ଗୋପାଳ ମଣି,
ବଡ ଶୁଭ ତୁମ ବାଙ୍କ ଚାହାଣି।