I am a great fan of "Mr. Harivansh Rai Bachchan" from the time i read "Need ka nirmaan phir phir" in my 10th class and when i listened to "madhushaala" i just went crazy about his poems.
During my engineering second year, I tried to poke my head into writing “sher”. I told myself … “I know I’m not “Ghalib” or “Harivansh Rai Bachchan”, but what’s the big deal in writing small poems??? Just take rarely used complicated Hindi or Urdu words, Join them and you become a shayar”
Things like this generally come to your mind, when you are studying some subject in which you are not interested. One such subject was control systems (CS). So I thought why not give it a try, Will write a four liner poem on CS internal and SMS it to my sister in Chennai.
I’m sure you guys will have a hearty laugh at my foolish poems :)
CS अच्छा पढ़ी, बुरा लिखी
PDC बुरा पढ़ी, अच्छा लिखी
जिसको पटाना था, व्हो नहीं पटा
जो पट्चुकी थी, व्हो और पटी
This was my first poem :)
I was feeling proud for writing this sher, and told myself "I have taken my first step to reach Harivansh Rai bachchan's level"
After a week, I got my Control systems internal marks. They were not really good. I didn't even take 5 minutes to write my second poem
कण्ट्रोल सिस्टम तोह निकल पड़ा
बड़े जोश से वोह चल पड़ा
कण्ट्रोल बेचारा छूट गया
टाइटैनिक बन के डूब गया
This time I read it out to my friend. Though she didn't know Hindi, She said, "Its really good. I think you should start taking this "poems" thing seriously and write some really good poems" :) There was no end to my happiness. This was my second step towards Harivansh Rai Bachchan's level. :)
From next day onwards, In the bus i used to think of tough words in hindi or urdu like "किरदार, बसेरा, विग्नयन..." and so on...
Looking at posters on the way, long empty roads, someone walking alone... i used to take them as my inspirations.
As soon as i form a line, would immediately jot it down in my mobile drafts. Then think for a second line for that poem. This was the way i wrote quiet a few poems, until i ran out of tough words i knew.
Most of the poems didn't make any sense, but the lines were rhyming so i considered them as poems with abstract meanings or in short "abstract poems" :)
Let me put down a poem, which i wrote for 3 days and at the end i never understood what it meant. Every time i read it, i have a hearty laugh
मौत के आगे ज़िन्दगी का क्या केहना
दर्द के आगे दिल्लगी का क्या केहना
दर्द तोह इबादत है, जब ज़िन्दगी की बुरी हालत है
मौत तोह क़यामत है, जब दिल्लगी में शिकायत है
मगर कौन जाने इस शेर का क्या अर्थ है
:) hehe
I think you are confused about what you read just now. Looking at this poem you can say the amount of importance i gave in adding complicated words and negligence towards, if it made any sense :)
But it was fun. :)
Slowly i came to know that i was not climbing the steps to reach the level of Harivansh Rai Bachchan, but was putting his life to risk by writing such a poem every other day. Mr. Harivansh Rai Bachchan is lucky that he is no more, to read these poems now that I'm posting them here.
These are some of my sher
आपको देखा तोह लगा जैसे
देखा है आपको पहले कई बार
जो अब देखूं तोह लगता है जैसे
देखूं आप को बार बार
दुनिया के इस जंगल में
नहीं कोई रास्ता
जिस तरफ हम बढ़ चले
अब उसी से अपना वास्ता
आप की आवाज़ का क्या केहना
जैसे पीपल के पेड़ पे गा रही हो मैना
सुनने वालों ने तारीफ क्या किया
जलने वालों ने नज़र लगा दिया
And this is my favorite
ज़िन्दगी जैसे एक उदास कहानी
कोई मिटा रहा हो रंग सुहानी
हर किरदार निभाना हो गया है परेशानी
कब इस कहानी की अंत है आनी
Well, this was my madness towards writing poems. Soon, i ran out of words, time and interest.
During my engineering second year, I tried to poke my head into writing “sher”. I told myself … “I know I’m not “Ghalib” or “Harivansh Rai Bachchan”, but what’s the big deal in writing small poems??? Just take rarely used complicated Hindi or Urdu words, Join them and you become a shayar”
Things like this generally come to your mind, when you are studying some subject in which you are not interested. One such subject was control systems (CS). So I thought why not give it a try, Will write a four liner poem on CS internal and SMS it to my sister in Chennai.
I’m sure you guys will have a hearty laugh at my foolish poems :)
CS अच्छा पढ़ी, बुरा लिखी
PDC बुरा पढ़ी, अच्छा लिखी
जिसको पटाना था, व्हो नहीं पटा
जो पट्चुकी थी, व्हो और पटी
This was my first poem :)
I was feeling proud for writing this sher, and told myself "I have taken my first step to reach Harivansh Rai bachchan's level"
After a week, I got my Control systems internal marks. They were not really good. I didn't even take 5 minutes to write my second poem
कण्ट्रोल सिस्टम तोह निकल पड़ा
बड़े जोश से वोह चल पड़ा
कण्ट्रोल बेचारा छूट गया
टाइटैनिक बन के डूब गया
This time I read it out to my friend. Though she didn't know Hindi, She said, "Its really good. I think you should start taking this "poems" thing seriously and write some really good poems" :) There was no end to my happiness. This was my second step towards Harivansh Rai Bachchan's level. :)
From next day onwards, In the bus i used to think of tough words in hindi or urdu like "किरदार, बसेरा, विग्नयन..." and so on...
Looking at posters on the way, long empty roads, someone walking alone... i used to take them as my inspirations.
As soon as i form a line, would immediately jot it down in my mobile drafts. Then think for a second line for that poem. This was the way i wrote quiet a few poems, until i ran out of tough words i knew.
Most of the poems didn't make any sense, but the lines were rhyming so i considered them as poems with abstract meanings or in short "abstract poems" :)
Let me put down a poem, which i wrote for 3 days and at the end i never understood what it meant. Every time i read it, i have a hearty laugh
मौत के आगे ज़िन्दगी का क्या केहना
दर्द के आगे दिल्लगी का क्या केहना
दर्द तोह इबादत है, जब ज़िन्दगी की बुरी हालत है
मौत तोह क़यामत है, जब दिल्लगी में शिकायत है
मगर कौन जाने इस शेर का क्या अर्थ है
:) hehe
I think you are confused about what you read just now. Looking at this poem you can say the amount of importance i gave in adding complicated words and negligence towards, if it made any sense :)
But it was fun. :)
Slowly i came to know that i was not climbing the steps to reach the level of Harivansh Rai Bachchan, but was putting his life to risk by writing such a poem every other day. Mr. Harivansh Rai Bachchan is lucky that he is no more, to read these poems now that I'm posting them here.
These are some of my sher
आपको देखा तोह लगा जैसे
देखा है आपको पहले कई बार
जो अब देखूं तोह लगता है जैसे
देखूं आप को बार बार
दुनिया के इस जंगल में
नहीं कोई रास्ता
जिस तरफ हम बढ़ चले
अब उसी से अपना वास्ता
आप की आवाज़ का क्या केहना
जैसे पीपल के पेड़ पे गा रही हो मैना
सुनने वालों ने तारीफ क्या किया
जलने वालों ने नज़र लगा दिया
And this is my favorite
ज़िन्दगी जैसे एक उदास कहानी
कोई मिटा रहा हो रंग सुहानी
हर किरदार निभाना हो गया है परेशानी
कब इस कहानी की अंत है आनी
Well, this was my madness towards writing poems. Soon, i ran out of words, time and interest.
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