Antarman

Hello Friends,

This time I am going to share one more poem with you which I have written for a competition in my college. Every time I read this poem it reminds me the moment when I was sitting in front of HR panel in my Interview of the company in which I got placed. After couple of technical questions they asked my hobby and my answer was poetry writing then they told me to present one which I have written and after completing my poem…………OMG............... “ standing ovation of each member of HR panel ”. I was surprised and very happy at that time.

The same poem I am going to share with you all. The poem is all about what people will find when they look inside themselves, what is inside them. I tried and what I found is now in front of you. Hope you will like it…J

Antarman

Mene jhaka antarman me apne, astvyast tha sab kuch andar.

Kahi nischint nisha ke jhoke, kahi the gahre neer samandar.

Anant vicharo ka samooh tha, me anbhigya anjan aabhi tak.

Apne hriday ki bhawanao ka bana khada mehman abhi tak.

Chintao ke saye bhi the, kahi chupi muskan vahi thi.

Paap punya ka sajha bhi tha, ashruo ki dhar vahi thi.

Krodh ki agni dahak rahi thi, sannate ke badal bhi the.

Shanti sudha ki ek disha thi, afsos magar sunsan abhi tak.

Irshya ka andhiyara bhi tha, muskano ki chamak vahi thi.

Ahankar ka saya bhi tha, vyakulta ki bhookh vahi thi.

Dhumil hoti khushiya bhi thi, sankato ki mar vahi thi.

Sankalpo ke pul bhi baandhe, magar kathin he rah abhi tak.

Ankhe moondi to sach jana, kitni gaharyi he andar.

Man ki ankho se jab dekha, astvyast tha sab kuch andar.

Mene jhaka antarman me apne, astvyast tha sab kuch andar.

Os ki Boonde...

Hello Folks,

Happy independence day.....(In advance)

This time I am going to present one more poem which I have written in Dec’10 when I was In Kolkata for my Management training at IIM-C. The college is situated in Joka area; it makes people more comfortable with Joka Management College (JMC) rather than IIM-C. Even some people are there they only know JMC not the IIM-C and the most “unbelievable” part is that most of the people residing nearby area of IIM they too were not aware of the name “IIM”…………….Bad luck with you IIM-C, although you are one of the best Management colleges of the country but you are at the ”wrong place”.

Anyways come to the point………This was early cold morning of mid December (Usually in Kolkata you will never find unpleasant climate but I really hated humidity over there). I woke up at 5:30 Am….I don’t remember the last time when I woke up around 6 am (Except School days). I came outside and Because of the massive fog I was not able to see the things which were a few meters away from me, even a pool behind my room which was hardly 5 meters away from me was not visible. But one thing I saw clearly was a fine drop of “dew” on a fresh leap of a newly grew plant near to me (I don’t remember the name of the plant). The drop was live until the very first ray of sun was not came. But the drop came again in the next morning then it died……then again in the next morning it came again it died…..and goes on……..Undoubtedly It teaches me a lesson……..”Even the drop knows it will never win still it keeps trying then why we don't…..”. Why we accept the failure in life……why we are afraid of others……..why...is it really sound good……….so keep thinking……keep trying…….and make this Independence day special for you......hope u’ll get it.

Now the time to post my Poem……in the memories of The “Drop” which will never die…hope you will like it……….

                          Os Ki Boonde

Ghane andhere me chup kar baithi huyi si,

Atkheliyan karti huyi shayad so bhi gayi hai.

Bhigo kar hariyali ko apne ashruo se,

Na jane kaha gum ho bhi gayi he.

Prabhat ki nayi kirno ke sath, nayi koplon per,

Seep ke chamkte motiyo ki bhanti,

Ye choti choti boonde os ki,krida me vyast he.

Man mera bhi unmadit he sath khelne ko inke,

Magar kya mein samajh paunga inko, inke vidhan ko?

Rang sato samete huye gahraiyo me apni,

Fir bhi sangharsh rat he apne astitv ko har pal,

Kab tak sahas dikhyengi, muskurayengi aur lahrayengi?

Din chadne ki ahat pralay ban khadi hai,

Yu palak jhapakte hi kahi sath le jayengi inhe.

Mein mook darshak bana khada hu kone me ek,

Inki vidai per sirf ro hi sakta hu.

Magar is bat ki khushi he ab bhi,

Ki ye kal fir aayengi,

Muskurayengi aur lahrayengi.

Apne chutpan ko darkinar kar,

Naya savera lekar aayengi.

Nayi urja aur vishwas ke sath,

Ye boonde os ki, ye boonde os ki.

       "Dev~   

Getting Started......

Hello Friends,

Good Morning!!!!

Right now it is 3:24 AM, 13^th Aug 2011, In the very begining many many happy wishes to you all on this Rakhi festival, may god give blessings to you and you sister and make your relation stronger each and every moment of life. 

Anyways I am Devendra Sharma, sitting in front of my Dell studio 1555 laptop with windows 7 interface, having switched off all the lights of my room with sufficient glow of screen light and backlight keyboard, ignoring 15 online peoples on GMAIL, 25 friends on FACEBOOK and 10 text messages on my Nokia C5-00 mobile….fully concentrated on my words which are playing in my mind and I will try to put all the words here within next few minutes. 

 Although some of you are managing more than one blogs but “My Blog” is my only blog where I will try to share all my thoughts, my vision, my perception and more. Today I am here again just because of now I really want to start blogging seriously and the reason behind that is this will provide me a good platform to put what is inside me and to present it in my own way. Previously on 20^th Jan 2011 (Almost 7 months) here I have posted “Accha dost” (please also look at it) as my very first post. This was not just a post basically it was a poem written by me on 15^th May 2010 when there was some misunderstanding between me and one of my good friend, don’t worry later we apologies…..….anyways thanks to him for giving honour to my pen for the nice creation.

That’s all for today……we will meet soon and I will try to come back frequently…….once again happy Rakhsha Bandhan.
Good Bye!!!!                                                                                                            

ACCHA DOST?

Aaj bhi yaad hai vo pahla din vo pahli mulakat,

Ya yu kahe ki sab kuch bhoolna chahta hu,

Dosti ka matalb toh samjh nahi paya me abhi tak,

Na jane kyu fir bhi ek accha dost kaha jata hu.

Yu toh dosti ke liye janmo ke vade kiye jate hai magar.

Me to chand dino me hi har chuka hu,

Khushi ka toh pata nahi per har gam ka karan me hi tha,

Na jane kyu fir bhi ek accha dost kaha jata hu.

Gar mujhme  accha dost banne ki kabiliyat hoti,

To me sab kuch pahle hi kyu nahi smajh pata hu,

Dosti ke mayne to kya me dosti karna tak nahi janta,

Na jane kyu fir bhi ek accha dost kaha jata hu.

Ab yu na samjhna ki is vajah se mein shayar ban gayaJ

Ye to meri fitarat me hi tha,

Per abhi bhi dosti per kuch khas nahi likh pata hu,

Na jane kyu fir bhi ek accha dost kaha jata hu.

                                                                    “DEV~