मासिक संग्रह: फेब्रुवारी 2011

Feb 27 2011

My earthen house in Chaugaon


I have spent my childhood in Chaugaon. Those days are really immortal. Wherever I would be, in the moment of loneliness I always get a flashback of those golden days. Though now I am 25 years old, I have very fresh memories of my childhood right from when I was 4 years old.
That time we had an earthen house built by my late grandfather. We had a big veranda outside the house. There we used to play many typical village games like “Gotya-Gotya” (marbles), “Lapa-Chapi” (hide and seek), etc. Now a day’s it’s very rare to find such big veranda.
We had a “Neem” tree outside our house, because of which we had enough shadow to play around our veranda. In childhood it was forbidden for us to go outside and play with other village children. Because of which my house was the only place where I have spent my whole childhood.
As our house was made up of earth, it had some pits in the roof made intentionally for the sake of ventilation and sunlight. Our house had three rooms in a straight line (like a train) first hall, second kitchen and the last was store room. Every room had 2-3 such pits in roof, which in the rainy season needed to be covered in case of raining. It was totally our (me and my elder brother) duty to go up on terrace and cover those pits. We used to love that job. On the terrace we used to feel the initial small drops of rain on our body and used to smell the drenching earth keeping our hands wide open. It was great experience which taught me to love my mother earth.
When I grown-up, I moved to our district place for my graduation. When I was in second year of my graduation, I heard news from my father that we were going to break our old earthen house and going to build new concrete house. Initially I felt good, but after some time I realized that I am going to miss my old earthen house. And one day we broke our old house. But days passed away and due to some financial crisis we could not build our new concrete house.
After my graduation, I done with my PG. And now I am doing a job for last 2 years. Now after 7-8 years we are starting to build a new concrete house. In this long span I realized the importance of own house. I am very happy that we are now going for this important step of building a house, but in the hidden corner of my heart I still miss my old earthen house. And I know I will never get that house and those days back at any cost!

Feb 24 2011

सौंदर्य-शोकांतिका


एकदा पहाटे उमलले फुल,
तृणाचे ते इवलेसे मुल.
कालच्या कळीचे हे लोभस रुप,
सुंदर-सुगंधित मनमोहक खूप.
जवळच्या तृणातून उंचावलेले,
पाकळीत थोडे दूमडलेले,
कोवळे, मऊ, ताजे-तवाणे,
एकच जणू लाखामधले.
वाय्राने हलवले-झुळूकेने डूलवले,
दवात बुडालेले सूवर्ण इवले.
सोबत त्याच्या रानफूल होते,
एकटक त्याकडे पहात होते.
पहाता-पहाता मैत्री जमली,
पूढे ती वाढत गेली.
मैत्री त्यांची अशी होती,
अतूट, निर्मळ मनभावी.
खेळले बागडले एकाच हवेत,
एकमेकांच्या मऊ कवेत.
पण त्या सुवर्णफूलास
नजर वाईट लागली,
एकाने झेप त्यावर टाकली.
त्याने ते फुल खिशात खोवले,
खिशातून ते थोडेसे हसले.
(सूख गमावून जे खिशात सजले)
रानफूल म्हणाले दुःख सावरून,
“सौंदर्याचे हेच का जीवन?”
हसून मग फूल म्हणाले,
“सोंदर्याने फक्त शोभेस रहावे
दूसय्रास सूख देतच रहावे,
असा सृष्टीचा नियम आहे,
मनात फक्त एकच आहे,
उद्या पून्हा उमलेल कळी,
फुल होईल केव्हातरी,
तिचेही मग असे होणार,
माझ्यासारखे येथून जाणार,
करू नकोस तू पुन्हा मैत्री,
सौंदर्य आहे दूसय्रासाठी,
तु फक्त माझी आठवण ठेव,
जगावेगळी आपली मैत्री,
मनामध्ये जपून ठेव.”

Feb 23 2011

तुझा दिवाना


मी तर वेडा दीवाना तुझा
तु नसताना माझे काय होईल?
मी सांभाळू शकेल मला
की असाच तरफडत शेवट होईल?
असो, तु सुखी असावेस
एवढेच मागणे मागतो
दुखी, दळीद्री मी
तुझ्याच सुखाची भीक मागतो
वेडा जरी असलो तुझा
तु मला विसरू नकोस
पण तुझ्या सहवासाची
चाहूल सुद्धा देऊ नकोस
तुझ्या चाहुलीने कदाचित
हा मजनू, वेडा जगून जाईल
तुझ्या प्रेमात मरण्याची
इच्छा माझी राहून जाईल.

Feb 21 2011

Let the journey any hard


Let the journey any hard, I will pursue,
you just smile and say,
“I love you”.

In the darkest way, I will walk without fear,
you just hold my hand and say,
“I am with you”.

I don’t need anything from you,
you just give me a hug and say,
“yes, you can do”.

Waiting for you….. my life!

Feb 21 2011

Dreams


Dreams…..I never thought my dreams will run away from me as and when I will try to catch them. I realize, whatever I do for my dreams, it becomes inadequate and I see the face of failure….really demoralizing!!!

But as if its in my fate, the second moment I get some courage to go forward, I start moving forward picking up the debris of my dreams and efforts….to once again strike on my dreams to make a bang!!!