holy Bhagwad Geeta,my daughter's writtings

गुरूनहत्वा हि महानुभावान्

श्रेयो भोक्तुं भैक्ष्यमपीह लोके |

हत्वार्थकामांस्तु गुरूनिहैव

भुञ्जीय भोगान् रुधिरप्रदिग्धान् || 5||

BG2.5: It would be better to live in this world by begging, than to enjoy life by killing these noble elders, who are my teachers. If we kill them, the wealth and pleasures we enjoy will be tainted with blood.

commentary:It could be argued that Arjun needed to fight and win the kingdom to maintain his livelihood. But, Arjun refutes that line of thought here. He says that he would prefer to live by begging than commit this heinous crime. He further believes that if he does indulge in this heinous act of fighting the war and kills his elders and relatives, his conscience will not allow him to enjoy any of the fruits of his action in this world, such as riches and power.

Shakespeare’s play Macbeth carries a telling example of a person not being able to enjoy even the natural state of sleep due to guilty conscience, let alone enjoy any wealth and power that comes along by immoral conduct. Macbeth was a nobleman of Scotland. Once while travelling, the king of Scotland came to rest the night at his house. Macbeth’s wife incited him to murder the king and usurp his throne. Macbeth got swayed by her advice and assassinated the king, and thereafter, he and Lady Macbeth were crowned as the king and queen of Scotland. However, for years after that, Macbeth would be found walking in his palace, fully awake at night. The author writes, “Macbeth hath killed sleep, and so Macbeth shall sleep no more.” The queen would be found repeatedly washing her hands, as if to remove imaginary blood stains. In this verse, Arjun commiserates that, if he did kill these noble elders, tainted with their blood, his conscience would not let him enjoy all the royal benefits of ruling the kingdom.

my daughter's article got published in Hindi magzine KADAMBNI

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My daughter's poems

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जनपद – कल्याणी - आम्रपाली

भंते,

स्मृतियाँ

मुझे अकेला छोड़

अपनी छलकती हुयी गगरियाँ कमर पर उठा

पगडण्डी-पगडण्डी हो लिया करती हैं

स्मृतियों के मुहं मोड़ते ही

अजनबी झुरियां,

झुण्ड बनाकर

मुझसे दोस्ती करने के लिये आगे

बढ़ने लगती हैं

अठखेलियाँ करने को आतुर

रहने लगी हैं

बालों की ये सफ़ेद लटें

उफ्फ

अब और नहीं

भंते और नहीं

मेरा दमकता

नख-शिख

घडी- दर- घडी दरक रहा है

क्या हर चमकती चीज़

एक दिन इसी गति को जाती हैं  ?

राष्ट्र को बनाने, बिगाड़ने वाला

मेरा सौन्दर्य  इतना कातर

क्योंकर  हुआ, भंते

जिस जिद्दी दुख,

का रास्ता सिर्फ नील थोथे को मालूम हुआ करता था

अब वही दुःख

मेरे  मदमदाते शरीर में

अपना  रास्ता ढूंढने लगा है

मुक्ति की

कोई राह है भंते

सीधी न सही

आड़ी-टेढ़ी ही

वैशाली की नगरवधू जनपद कल्याणी

बौद्ध भिक्षुणी के बाने

भीतर  भी

आसक्ति के कतरों को

अपने से अलग नहीं कर पा रही

इस अबूझ विवशता को क्या कोई नामकरण दिया है तुमने भंते

बिम्बिसार की मौन मरीचिका के आस-पास

एक वक़्त को मेरा प्रेम जरूर

टूटी चूड़ी सा कांच-कांच हो गया था

किन्तु  बुद्धम- शरणम् के बाद  भी

अनुराग, प्रीति, मुग्धता के अनगिनत कतरे मेरे तलुओं पर रड़क रहे हैं

सौंदर्य क्या इतनी मारक चीज़ है

तथागत

कि  मेरे प्रश्नों पर तुमने यूँ

एकाएक मौन साध

ध्यान की मुद्रा में खुद को स्थिर कर लिया  है

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my daughter's POEM

I stumbled upon a poem written by my daughter in chauthiduniya e-paper the poem was published in December 16-22,2013. 

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मेरी बेटी की कवितायें ..अहा जिंदगी.. में

देश की सर्वाधिक प्रतिष्ठित पत्रिकाओं में शुमार ..अहा जिंदगी.. के अगस्त  २०१३ अंक में भी मेरी बेटी की कुछ कवितायें  प्रकाशित हुई हैं। शुरुआत हुई है पृष्ठ संख्या 42 से, जहां मेरे घर में खिले जटरोपा के फुल छपे हैं यह भी एक संयोग है. 

अगले ही पेज पर  साहित्य अकेडमी पुरस्कार  एवं पदमश्री  से सम्मानित  ख्यातिलब्ध साहित्यकार स्किन बॉण्ड की कहानी बाँसुरीवाला छपी है. पिछले वर्ष बेटी ने रस्किन बॉण्ड  की कहानियों की किताब Ghost_Stories_From_The_Raj का हिन्दी अनुवाद किया है जो शीघ्र ही प्रकाशित होने वाली है।यह  भी एक संयोग ही है.  इस प्रतिष्ठित पत्रिका ने मुझे

(कवितायें पढ़ने के लिए चीत्र को दो बार चटकाएं)

उसे यह मौक़ा  शायद छठी बार मिला है। इससे पहले के साहित्य महाविशेषांक में भी मेरा लेख छपा है.  दैनिक भास्कर समाचार पत्र समूह की यह पत्रिका हिंदी जगत की सर्वाधिक लोकप्रिय साहित्यिक पत्रिका है। यह पत्रिका उन क्षणों में साथ देती है जब मन में कहीं निराशा जग जाए, और यह निराशा तो हर व्यक्ति में कभी न कभी जगती ही है। यह जीवन के उल्लास से आपका दोबारा परिचय कराने लगती है। इसलिये भी, मैं इसकी फैन हूं। बिल्कुल अलग शैली की इस पत्रिका की मैं पिछले अनगिनत वर्षीं  से परिचित हूँ  और पिछले कुछ वर्षों से इसकी नियमित पाठक हूं। ऐसे में यहां अपनीबेती के लेखों को प्रकाशित देखकर मैं प्रफुल्लित हूं।

यहां देखें अहा जिंदगी-

http://www.bhaskar.com/magazine/aha-zindagi/

 शब्बा खैर!

MY Daughter

Makeover 
This is how co-dependency manifests: we put others needs and wants before our own. And then we ignore ourselves, we live "without". And we don't question it. A few weeks later we went to look at woodland-shoes. I left her trying on shoes and made my way to the Grovers counter to try on and purchase a modest selection of items. She met me there after finishing her selection in the shoe department. Beaming as she watched the transformation happen in front of her eyes, and curious, and empowered by watching someone else exercise her options. We can live a life of denial and scarcity, or we can bloom, open and trusting that the universe is smiling on us and is betting on our joy, our success, and our gratitude.
 

During my younger years I would never have left the house without Kajal in my eyes and earrings in my ear. At the very least I would wearsome powder under my arms and at the back of my neck and some Kajal on my eyebrows for the brows to  look dark and beautiful. And my specs(photocrometic) since the age of 21. And my hair, my hair had to be ery dark curly and denser to care but very good! Then all my attention went into my kids and I didn't even bother to put on earrings. Sometimes I didn't even floss! Time passed, my kids got older, and one of them leave for Delhi for her literary boost up. In real, people used to say anyone who want to shine in literature must live in Delhi. Living with mode girls of NIFT she asked me about make up. Having been a devoted Herbal (Himalaya ) user I led her through the story to the cosmetic area. As we passed the Herry’s in Defence colony, Delhi counter we stopped to see if anyone there had time for a makeover with the simplicity in mind. It was June weekend around 5 pm and the parlour was almost empty. 

We leisurely learned about the product and the history of Herry’s as my daughter became a mode girl of Delhi under the brushes of a woman who had devoted much of her life to the line. I want only the best for both my children and there was no question in my soul as I purchase her first real makeup that I wanted to contribute to her celebration ( of being Delhiate), her evolution in this way. After I dropped her at her apartment with her selections, including four jeans dresses from which she would make her selection I was filled with gratitude.  I remembered lying on the bed  when she was 5 months old being born premature (7months in womb, people around use to say creat womb like atmosfere around her for 2 months) praying for  her life. Fighting sor her survival, I might share this day with her. I drove home, looked in the mirror and started laughing. I had bought nothing for myself. In fact, I realized I didn't own one item of Herry’s product. And that the closest I had even come was my aged collection of Herbal (Himalaya), owned by Grovers (not the makers indeed). 

This is how co-dependency manifests: we put others needs and wants before our own. And then we ignore ourselves, we live "without". And we don't question it. A few weeks later we went to look at woodland-shoes. I left her trying on shoes and made my way to the Grovers counter to try on and purchase a modest selection of items. She met me there after finishing her selection in the shoe department. Beaming as she watched the transformation happen in front of her eyes, and curious, and empowered by watching someone else exercise her options. We can live a life of denial and scarcity, or we can bloom, open and trusting that the universe is smiling on us and is betting on our joy, our success, and our gratitude.

 This blog is my inspiration today

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