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बदलना पडेगा
शुक्रवार, १९ अक्टूबर २०१८

नहीं रहा वो जज्बा
और नाही रहा वो रूतबा
दिन भो वो नहीं रहे
अब वो कह रहे और हम सुन रहे।

हमारी चढ़ती के दिन गए
साथ साथ में मान-सम्मान भी कम हुए
लोगों का मिलना झुलना भी काम हुआ
प्यार तो कम, पर बुलाना भी कम हूआ।

खेर, कुदरत का यह नियम है
वो अपने रुख पर कायम है
दुनिया का भी यही दस्तूर है
उगते को नमस्कार करना और पूजना है।

हमें सब मालुम है
पर लाचार है
माली हालत हम बदल नहीं सकते
हवा के रुख का हम सामना नहीं कर सकते।

जीना पडेगा हमें बदलते समय के संग
भुलाना पडेगा हमारे दुःख का रंग
जैसा भी हो उसमे ढलना ही होगा
हमारा अपना दुखड़ा रोने से काम नहीं बनेगा।

हसमुख अमथालाल मेहता

by Hasmukh Amathalal

Comments (4)

Flee from the crowd and dwell with truthfulness; Suffice thee with thy goods, tho' they be small: To hoard brings hate, to climb brings giddiness; The crowd has envy, and success blinds all; Desire no more than to thy lot may fall; Work well thyself to counsel others clear, And Truth shall make thee free, there is no fear! Torment thee not all crooked to redress, Nor put thy trust in fortune's turning ball; Great peace is found in little busy-ness, And war but kicks against a sharpened awl; Strive not, thou earthen pot, to break the wall; Subdue thyself, and others thee shall hear; And Truth shall make thee free, there is no fear! What God doth send, receive in gladsomeness; To wrestle for this world foretells a fall. Here is no home, here is but wilderness: Forth, pilgrim, forth; up, beast, and leave thy stall! Know thy country, look up, thank God for all: Hold the high way, thy soul the pioneer, And Truth shall make thee free, there is no fear! Therefore, poor beast, forsake thy wretchedness; No longer let the vain world be thy stall. His mercy seek who in his mightiness Made thee of naught, but not to be a thrall. Pray freely for thyself and pray for all Who long for larger life and heavenly cheer; And Truth shall make thee free, there is no fear! http: //pricelesspoetryandprose.com/ppp-counsel.htm
It is no dread; so the man said, but it is a crime to waste my time struggling to read these old words indeed.
Each one of the lines of this poem leads us to the virtues of righteousness. I recall the following ones: Savour no more than thee behove shall; / Read well thyself, that other folk canst read; / And truth thee shall deliver, it is no dread.
Soothfastness. Nice work.