मॉं से मायका (Maternal Home)

 

मॉं है तो मायका भी है
मॉं है तो मन महका भी है
वह प्यार दुलार व दुआ की बहार
वो घर बुलाने के बहाने हज़ार
वो हर फ़रमाइश का पूरा करना
वो घंटों बैठ कर बातें करना

मॉं है तो मायका भी है
मॉं है तो मन महका भी है
वो मायके जाकर सब भूल जाना
वो चुलबुलाहट का लौट के आना
मॉं की वह बातें प्यारी पिचकारी
दुख भुला लेती हर बिटिया बलिहारी

मॉं है तो मायका भी है
मॉं है तो मन महका भी है
मॉं के हाथ की रोटी लगती मक्खन सी
नई जान भर देती बोझिल धड़कन की
वो मनपसंद पकवान बिटिया को खिलाना
दुलार भरी आँखों से टक टक निहारना

मॉं है तो मायका भी है
मॉं है तो मन महका भी है
वह बचपन का फिर लौट के आना
यादों का ज्यूँ खुल जाए ख़ज़ाना
घंटों बैठ के माँ संग बतियाना
उसके लाड़ लड़ाने पर इतराना

मॉं है तो मायका भी है
मॉं है तो मन महका भी है
वो तीखी चटनी मींठे आम की
वो बाग़ की सैर हर शाम की
वो बालों में तेल गरम लगाना
वो हर पसन्द को ध्यान में रखना

मॉं है तो मायका भी है
मॉं है तो मन महका भी है
वो सास नन्द की बातें सुनना
और फिर प्यार से माथा सहलाना
उसका नाती पोतों पर न्योछावर जाना
उनके संग बच्ची बन खेल खेलना

मॉं है तो मायका भी है
मॉं है तो मन महका भी है
मॉं में मिलती है वह सखी पुरानी
मॉं से मिलती है वह पहचान पुरानी
मॉं से मायके की शान होती रूहानी
मॉं बिन अपनों के बीच बिटिया अनजानी

सिकीलधी

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ALMIGHTY’S CURTAINS

 

Acting like high peaked mountains
Almighty’s white and grey curtains
Sometimes triangular,
Sometimes rectangular
And at rare times circular

Standing mighty above our head
Water becomes their butter ‘n’ bread
Fed by the steam
Is their moisture cream
Along with vaporizer dream

Forming shapes of fairies and ghosts
Or horses with wings and fish with floats
Sometimes enchanting
Sometimes haunting
And at times simply play acting

Narrating stories drawn on the sky
Teaching little kids to become their spy
Enacting the Gods
They call the shots
Roaring thunders and raining water dots

Dark and dense on moonless nights
Pleasing white lights they give delights
Sometimes bright
Sometimes twilight
At dawn and dusk they break the light

Acting like high peaked mountains
Almighty’s white and grey curtains
Fluffy like cotton
We glimpse their bottom
Blessed is their rain filled sputum

Hiding away the glorious moonlight
Protective layer filters the sunlight
Sometimes a kite
Sometimes a fight
They witness events in all their flight

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Published as Poem of the Month : December 2017 in The Asian weekly Edition 380 ( Dec 01 -07, 2017) 

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HABITS TOXIFIED

The strangeness fortified

Our habitats all toxified

The potbellied man walks ahead with his loads

On the awesomely crooked potholed roads

We could do with reducing the bulge from his affair

Balance out by adding that size of bulge elsewhere

 

The smoke and smog causing illness

The gaseous nature causing distress

Being cured by yet another gaseous element

With the combined hydrogen and oxygen segment

A pollution that occurred by the air

Is now to be treated by another air

 

The noxious pollutants rising all around

Choking and breathlessness on the ground

Nitrogenous waste and sulphur dioxide pair

Combination of smoke that fills the air

The heavy, ugly  and dark chemical fumes

Photochemical haze appearing like sand dunes

 

Mankind is climbing the illness stair

Having ignored his environment’s care

He realizes not that he has no part spare

The end to his wellness he doth prepare

Creating missiles and ammunitions under safety guise

Causing calamities untimely only to later despise

 

Luxurious comforts of his earthly life

Loss of activity and a digital lazy strife

The rape and abuse of resources upscale

Degradation of humanness on the humanity scale

Terror and politics that strive to rule beings

Killing ambitions of simple childhood dreams

 

Uncommon becoming simple life and death

The cancers, corruption and wickedness hath

Abusive is becoming the saintly pure mind

Polluted is becoming the mind of mankind

Warfare and terrorism becoming mainstream

Corruption and hatred have taken the cream

 

Disguised are relationships by motives

Perfection giving credit to web additives

Lost is the simplicity of kids’ innocent charm

Toddlers play games on phones that harm

Busy is parenthood in more than livelihood

Busier young generation to brandhood

 

The strangeness fortified

Our habits all toxified

The necessities have graduated from luxury life

Luxuries have up scaled their standard strife

Pollute the environment at future’s expense

We live a life of lies and fake pretence.

 

LOHRI

 

Bonfires lit to the ancient traditions

Families sitting encircled in unifications

Winter solstice bringing in the longer days

This harvest festival in gratitude prays

January the thirteenth being auspicious

This annual fun and frolic so ambitious

Eating sheaves of corn from new harvest

Gurh, gachjak and the cane to sweetest

Singing the tales of mythical Dulla Bhatti

Relishing sarson da saag with makki di roti

Treating children to gifts and festive eats

Tossing peanuts and sweet sesame treats

In the bonfire traditional to drum beats

Welcoming newlyweds in the household

Or celebrating the first winter of the child

Lohri festival of the Punjabi Hindus and Sikhs

Celebrated by Sindhis in the world as Lal Loi

Worshipping the Goddess of harvest called  Loee

Wherein children collect sticks long wooden

Light bonfires, sing and dance as brethren

Sikiladi

—————————————————————————————————————————————–Published in the Coffee Table Book “DIWALI and Beyond” 2017 by The Asian Weekly:

Lohri poem 2017 TAW

EID AL FITR

 

The feast of fasting comes here

A festival that calls for share and care

For all those faithful so Islamic

The day observed with zest terrific

Bringing to end the month Ramadan

When fasting formed a vital form

Begin the day with a sweet something

Signifying new sweet beginnings

And praying Fajir in the local masjid

The incantation of Allah’s name sacred

The reading of Tabkirat becoming Divine

Adorning new clothes upon being well showered

Originating from the Holy Prophet Mohamed

The Eid Al Fitr commences Shawwal Hijri month

The Takbirs in praise of Allah the Great in gratitude

Forming a ritualistic Jamaat or a Prayer gathering

Giving Alms to the poor and wishing all well

Greeting and hugging to happiness swell


Published in The Coffee Table Book “DIWALI and Beyond” 2017 by The Asian Weekly:

Eid poem 2017 TAW

THE PURPLE BEAUTY

Gone are the gloomy dull boring pathways

Paving way for small bright color displays

A carpet on roads with purple uneven patches

Glimpses so many attractive within eye catches

 

Spring is announced with a lovely bold declare

Jacaranda is rich and blooming without a care

The trees heavily flower laden within the glare

Brighten alleys and parks purple without a spare

 

A heavenly sight proudly shown by the Almighty

In the little trumpet shaped flowers so very dainty

The fairyland feel comes from its clusters plenty

Growing in abundance this tough tropical beauty

 

The drought tolerant large rooted shady trees

In early summer and spring growing in sprees

Forming indigo arches and gleeful canopies

With fragrance attract bountiful birds and bees

 

Nairobi is painted in this purple hue all around

The clustered purple blues amid green surround

The rich foliage inviting is spread on all ground

The rain of these slender trumpets without sound

 

The velvety coat attractive under the clear sky

This generous sweetness attracts bees to fly

The slimy touch and look once flowers go dry

The sentiments praiseworthy from words comply

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Poem of the month – November 2017 

Published in The Asian Weekly : Edition 376 (November 03rd to 09th)

PURPLE BEAUTY PEOM

CHETI CHAND FESTIVAL

The Hindu Sindhis celebrate Cheti Chand as their New year. Since the partition of India only a fraction of Sindhis remained in Sindh territory which came under Pakistan. Thousands of Sindhi families that were forced to abandon their abode during the partition of the country migrated to India and various other parts of the world. Since there is no state that belongs to this growing community, they are recognized as world citizens and have adapted themselves to respective cultures and continents. The uniting factor is their culture that marks Cheti Chand as their day of identity.

Cheti Chand is celebrated as the most important annual festival by the Hindu Sindhis all over the world. As per the Hindu Almanac it is celebrated on the second day of the Chaitra month Shukla Paksha coinciding with the Vikram Samvat New Year. Sindhi community commemorates the birth of their Saintly deity Jhulelal on this day marking it as their New Year.

Jhulelal was born in the 10th century in Sindh. Although his exact year of birth is debatable, some believe it to be 1007. The Sumras were ruling over Sindh those days and were very tolerant of all falths that were practiced. However one tyrant ruler Mirkhshah wasn’t very tolerant and threatened people from various religions to convert to Islam or face execution.

The Sindhis fasted for forty days and prayed to River God for protection. On the fortieth day they were promised the birth of their Savior child in Nasarpur by the River God. The child born on the day was accepted by Sindhis as their savior in the trust they had in Dariya Shah (River God). This child whose cradle would rock by itself was named Jhulelal and grew up sooner than his age and protected the Sindhis from conversion by overpowering the ruler’s tyranny.

Since then the birth Anniversary of Jhulelal is celebrated by Sindhis as their main festival. Since post partition of India the Hindu Sindhis landed up in various parts of the world as refugees and in the present times this festival has become to be known as their day of unity called the Sindhiyat Day. This day all around the world the Sindhi Diaspora prepare the Bahirano (a dome made from kneaded flour), sing the Panjras (hymns) of their deity and dance to Chhej traditional music in huge processions. The Bahirano Sahib is immersed in the rivers everywhere following the prayers as an offering to Dariya Shah (Varun Devta)

Jhulelal is also known as Uderolal, Lal Saeen, and Khizr Shah and is worshipped by Hindus and Muslims at his shrine in Sindh equally.

On Cheti Chand day faithful bathe and decorate the huge platters or Bahirano with a large mound of kneaded flour shaped like a dome. This mound is adorned with cardamoms, cloves, crystallized sugar cubes and alongside offerings of fruits, flowers, sweetened rice, coconut and a pot of water are placed. Having placed this affront the idol of the deity devotees partake blessings and in the late evening hours immerse this in the river.

Sikiladi

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Cheti Chand article 2017 TAW