Enjoy My Creation

  Home vs House      "My home has turned into a house", said Tipathi. He said this to his friend Rajashi. Both grew up together in the village Tataphuli. It was a medium size village with nearly 900 people of different castes and professions. But there was one thing common among the villagers - they loved their village. Like all other villages jealousy, quarrels, superstitions dwelt there. In spite of that the villagers were happy. The children were the most happy because there were plenty of playing places, like fields, gardens, temples, ponds etc.      Both Tipathi and Rajashi played a lot with other children in their childhood. They were the best friends. Tipathi's father was a labourer. His family consisted of his parents, his grandmother, his two brothers and a sister. On the other hand, Rajashi lived with his parents. He was the only child. Both of them read in the nearby school.       Tipathi was good in education while Rajas...

  Go Global  Little journey, only local  Earned in Rupees, little profit, Great desire, High aim  But life remained always same!   Had faith, but no way  Worked hard without sway, At last found, though tough  Smart work will be enough.  Long jump, beyond local  That leads to global! Earn in Dollar, spend in Rupees  "Save more spend little"  Have the opportunity,  Just search and work  Don't die in vain  But leave a mark! Your work will speak for you  Let them say, one day all will know,  Thuth cannot be suppressed permanently  Only go global  Whether MF, Bond, Indices or Equity. Read Next Poem (Silence) Read Previous Poem (My Child)

  तकलीफ   जितना सहोगे उतना मिलेगा  कुछभी बेकार नहीं जाता,   आज तकलीफ है तो कल खुशी मिलेगा  पर आज तुम्हें सहना पड़ेगा! तकलीफ लेकर आता है खुशी का पैगाम  पर हम सिर्फ देखते हैं गम, गम ही नहीं सहोगे तो  खुशी कैसे मिलेगा,  खुशी गमके बगैर नहीं रहता।   अगली बार अगर गम आए  तो समझ लेना कुछ अच्छा होने वाला है, गम लेकर आया है वह पैगाम  होने वाला है अच्छा इसका अंजाम।   कहावत है, "जो पत्थर  छेनी-हातुरी के दर्द नहीं सह सकता  वह कभी मूरत नहीं बन सकता"। हमारा जिंदगी भी ऐसा है  हमें अगर तकलीफसे डर लगे  तो हम नहीं बढ़ सकते आगे। इसलिए हिम्मत से तकलीफ झेलो,  इससे प्यार करो, याद रखो आज जितना तकलीफ झेलोंगे  कल उतना ज्यादा खुशी पाओगे। पढ़िए अगला कविता (डर) पढ़िए पिछला कविता (भगवान)

  বই প্রকাশ  আজ আমি আনন্দে বিভোর  হয়েছে সম্পূর্ণ একটি কাজ,  যা আমি চেষ্টা করছিলাম, করার  জেগে রাত ও ভর!  আজ আমি আনন্দে বিভোর!   কিছু ভুল হয়েছে, প্রথম কাজ তাই  তবে শিখেছি বেশ কিছু,  পেয়েছি আত্মবিশ্বাস,  কেটেছে টান পিছু!  নতুন ভাবে রেঙেছে আমার আকাশ-বাতাস! এ যে এক বড়ো অভিজ্ঞতা,  ছিলোনা ধারণা, খুঁজেছি অনেক  পায়নি সঠিক পথ, তবে ছাড়িনি চলা!  পরিণতি তা আজ পেয়েছে  অনেক দিনের খোঁজ শেষ হয়েছে।  এবার শুধু অপেক্ষার পালা  আসল সংবাদ পাওয়ার জন্য, এতদিন চেষ্টা করেছি যার জন্য! এতো কথা তো হল সমাপ্তির আগের  এবার আসছে আনন্দের সময়,  কারণ প্রকাশিত হতে চলেছে  আমার হিন্দি কবিতার বই! পড়ুন পরবর্তী কবিতা (ভূত) পড়ুন পূর্ববর্তী কবিতা (সহজ ভাবলেই সহজ )

  घिनौनी कर्म का भयंकर परिणाम  जरूर होगा तुम देख लेना, घिनौनी कर्म का भयंकर परिणाम  जरूर होगा तुम देख लेना,  इंसानियत अब रूठ गया है  खुदा को भी सर झुकाना पड़ेगा। पढ़िए अगला शायरी  पढ़िए पिछला शायरी 

  Election Benevolence       "He is a candidate in this election", said Rahimul. Rahimul lived in the village Karimpur. It was a fairly large village, nearly 500 families lived there. The main occupation of the villagers was agriculture. Besides a few practiced other professions, like retail-shop, politics, construction business, bakery etc. Almost all types of houses were visible there, from hut to sky-rocketing buildings.    Rahimul's family consisted of his father, his wife and two children. He had a three-room pucca house. By profession he was a teacher. He taught in the local Primary School. The environment of his village was nearly peaceful, only the local festival and election-times made it restive. Kamal, a resident was known to be a peace loving person. He was a grocery items retailer. Almost every villager had good relation with him. That benefited him a lot. All preferred to go to his store. Kamal's business grew for his behaviour.    ...

  My Child  Too naughty, too naughty, But it is pleasing, not rascality!  Jumping, playing  But when asked to read  Go sleeping!  Loudly shouting  But voice inaudible  while reading! He does many a thing, But does not know  What he is doing! Drives a car, even a scooter,  The cycle walks with him,  Sometimes with water  He decorates the floor,  His stupidity reaches supreme! Empty head, no common sense  He does not know what he does,  We get angry then ask ourselves,  What will be the result, He will remain the same!  It is not his fault  He is a mere child and action is his game! Read Next Poem (Go Global) Read Previous Poem (Sign of Progress)