Saturday, December 17, 2016

बचपन का ज़माना



एक बचपन का ज़माना था 
जिसमें खुशियों का खज़ाना था
चाहत चांद को थी पाने की 
पर मन तो तितली का दीवाना था
ना सुबह और शाम का होश 
और ना रात का ठिकाना था
थक कर आना स्कूल से 
पर शाम को खेलने भी जाना था
कभी पापा-मम्मी से रूठ कर बैठना
और कभी पल भर में मान जाना था
बारिश में कागज़ की नाव थी
और हर मौसम सुहाना था
भिंडी-तोरी-करेला प्लेट में देखकर नाक सिकुड़ी 
पर बाहर की चाट-पकौड़ी दस्तों संग चट कर जाना था
प्यार करने का तरीका तो वही पुराने जैसा है
पर आज लगता है इंसान का विश्वास छोटा हो गया है 

Friday, December 16, 2016

Encounters a legitimate way of dispensing justice?

When you question the bravery of Madhya Pradesh police, beware you will be tantamount to deshdroh and don’t forget to chant ‘Bharat mata ki Jai’ at the same moment when you see video in which policemen cries of ''maro, maro", fires at what looks like a dead body. We are in a movement of desh bhakti where everything being served as a gospel. We are living in the world where all those in khaki uniform are living Shahanshah's dream of being the jury, judge, and executioner. We cannot question the authority, but authority in uniform can shoot you in name of encounter. Few days back eight SIMI activists were killed in an alleged police encounter following a daring prison break in Bhopal. The incident furnishes a new controversy and raises many question which need to be answered.
A series of videos which surfaced later, however, showed the police gunning down – at close range – men, who were apparently unarmed. In the wake of the controversy over the encounter, the responses “authorities” have once again raised serious questions about our commitment to the principles underlying the criminal justice system.
First of all, even the men were terrorists- must not forget they were undertrials and under law cold-blooded killing of suspects or even of convicted criminals are not legitimate. But the authorities in charge follows different justice system or it’s not wrong to say that they make their own laws.  Few questions raised on the killing of eight persons cold-bloodedly--
  1. What was the need to kill eight men who were believed to be equipped with knives and utensils when they carved out of jail and surrounded by police from all place.
  2. How the eight men escaped from the “high security’’ jail and can climb a 20-feet wall and fled a prison.
  3. Where were the guards, security cameras, prison officials when eight prisoners were making their way from their secured cells.
  4. Why these men, seemingly in a hurry, travelled just 10-15 km from the jail in almost eight hours when they could have easily put miles between themselves and police during this period.
  5. Why prisoners running from the law, short on time, would first buy new clothes, new shoes, get a haircut, shave — all of it between 3 am and dawn.
  6. Why after presumably getting access to country-made pistols, cartridges, clothes, dry fruits etc these eight men could not get a vehicle to escape.

I myself didn’t wanted to be named as ‘deshdrohi’ for all the reasons I mentioned above and for also I raised question on the deeds of policemen who involved in the encounter of eight  men. Don't ask questions because encounters have become a legitimate way of dispensing justice for many Indians, a symbol of pride and nationalism, a proud moment to savour with rousing slogans.

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

कोलाहल पर कोलाहल गूंज रहा है


जंग तो आखिर जंग है, इधर हो या चाहे उधऱ
ढेर है लाशों का, सबकी आंखें नम है

कोलाहल पर कोलाहल गूंज रहा है
लोहा लेने फिर से चल पड़ा वीर है

मत मना जश्न किसी की लाश पर
जो मरा है वो भी एक इंसान है
जिससे जुड़े किसी के रिश्तों के अरमान है

धरती की खातिर मिटे किसी अपनों के अरमान है
किसी की राखी, किसी का सिंदुर फिर आज पंहुचा शमशान है

जहां खुदा के रंग बिखरे थे, वहां लहू का सागर बह रहा है
जिस गोद में कभी बचपन खिला था, वहां आज नीरस धड़ पडा है

किसी के सपने, किसी का सिंदूर अधूरा सा रह जाता है
जहां कभी लाली बिखरी थी, वहां सफेद रंग ही रह पाता है

जिस बेटे को कंधों पर बैठा कर मेला दिखाया है
उस सपुत ने पिता को अग्नि देना ही नसीब में पाया है ।।।।।