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Hi friends I am thankful to the” Blogger” for providing me this platform to share my poem and view with you people. Here I will be posting my latest composition and much more different stuff which you will find interesting. I am planning to bring a collection of my work in the form of a book.I want a favor in this regard from all the visitors that do evaluate my work and let me know. A few words of encouragement is always desirable. So friends enjoy your visit here and be happy...
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From laila majnu to ‘prem and suman’(refer
Kahe pravakta prem aur, telephone ka mail
Jaise jalti jwala aur kiroseen ka tel
Kiroseen ka tel, aag khoob bhadkaaye
Bhayo catalyst phone, prem agan na bhujhne paaye
Bhai vikraal alp chingari, paay tel ko sang
Chhota dabba phone ka, kar sake brahmchar bhang
Hua brahmchar bhang, mitra ban premsukh
Takneeki ke jor ne, kar diye door dukh
Kahe kavivar ud gayo daur kabootran ka
Ab to samay aa
Ranjha vichlit man ki dasha, ab jaane heer so fast
Jaise teevra fatafat ho jaye, loose motion ko blast
Doorbhas ka yantra, badi rahat pahunchaye
Premi yugal ke Madhya, fasla rah na paye
Laila majnu tadap gaye, na jane kitne saavan barse
Saal saal bechain rahe, chaukhta dekhan ko tarse
Waqt bura tha majnu ka, bhala kaise sandesh pahuchata
Patra baandh chhoda jisko, woh swyam, kabootrani ke peeche ud jata
Chamtkaar vigyan ka, ab aiso samay hai aao,
Saal maheene chaubish ghante, dil ki baat sunao
20-20 so prem hua hai, fata fat premi badalte jao
Mobile ke abhav me, becharo majnu to ek hi patay pao
Raat raat bhar jaga tha ranjha, gaa gaa virha ke geet
Ab to saari raat batiyaye laila, sunaye caller tune sangeet
Kitni roti khayi tumne, piya hai kitana pani
Kya kya kiya samooche din bhar, puri kaho kahani
Raat raat bhar khach khach pach pach, wahi purani baate
Stereotype so conversation, phir bhi nahi aghate
Premshudha me gote lete aaj ke forward poot,
Vodafone airtel ban baithe, prem ke modern doot,
Prem ke modern doot servicen aisi dete
Casenova ban jate romiyo, gar jinda hote
yadi hai apni girl friend, to ussse batlao
warna juli, riya, christene ko phone lagao
aisa nahi ki prem, matra tarngo par udta hai
paper khol ke dekho, prem classified me bhi milta hai,
Aap hi nahi akele jo prem ras chahe
Page no 27 par juli riya christene bhi, bharti hai aahe
9 digit ke code se, khulta prem nagar ka dwar
Aur prem ki keemat hai, prati minute rupaiya char
Laila majnu swarg me ,pahuche kaam dev ke dwar
Bole humse kyoun kiya, yeh second class vyahaar,
Second class vyahaar, samoocha jeevan tarse
Tumhari kripa ke phool, kabhi na hum par barse
Khatam ho
Aaj dhara pe dhiru bhai, baantey prem Parsad
Bant rahe parsad, phata phat phone milao
10 paise prati minute me saari raat batiyao
Kya tha humra dosh jo itna humko tadpaya
Kyoun na humre jeet ji, tele phone banaya
Ati marmik vyath ko sun kar, kaam dev bhi dol pade
Kaafi der lagi bhakto par aakhir bhagwan bol pade
Kyoun rote ho vyarth ,putra tum to ek mishal ho
Nibhaya jisne prem chahe jo bhi haal ho
Yeh mobile phone ki peedhi, bas baato ki sher hai
Meri prem ki duniya me nahi kahi andher hai
Prem raas ki sundarta, bas baato se nahi badhti hai
Shabdo ka yeh khel nahi, yeh to ek kasauti hai
Yeh to ek kasouti hai, jis par ye khare utar na payenge
Sachhe premi ke naam se to bas laila majnu hi jane janenge, bas laila majnu hi jane janenge
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Sanjeev shukla
Monday, August 31, 2009
Next to come...
Aaj ka vidyarthi..
Hi friends as you know this is a fast changing word. Today everything is changing and so is our student fraternity. Once there was a time when acquiring knowledge was considered to be an ascetic practice. There used to be students whose solo aim was to achieve cognizance. Secluded from the all the entrapments of the materialistic world, living a holy life in his Gurukul, willing to get true treasure of gyanam, keeping a small “choti or chundai” wearing simple cloths with wooden footwear, this used to be the demeanour of a student….but today Gurukuls have been replaced by Wi-Fi enabled sprawling college campus with all the lure (yes you got it right) to divert students attention from adhyanam. Earlier student used to get up early and after finishing there early day rituals they used to hook into study… today our Sid wakes up late take a bath in superfluous amount of deodorants, bunks the classes and hooks up after pooja (neha priya anjali and so on) …chundai or chutiya is still there on scalp but now its more of a fashion statement than a symbol of ascetic practice and it got a new name of ponytail. You will find few Rock star few Politician few Brats Few lover buys in them but you wouldn’t see a student in them(It’s been exaggerated here. there are still a few meritorious students but sorry… either they are uncle chhap or they don’t do any thing other than mugging ) It’s a YO-MAAN generation..Dude attitude…we call it generation Y with character drooping down like there ultra low waste jeans.
…So friends here I present you my view on how the ‘vidyarthi samuday’ has been changed over time. Read it and if you like it do drop your comments. It will help me gauge my progress as a poet and will encourage me to produce some more entertaining stuff……so here we go
Modern vidyarthi
Padhna likhana bhaad me chhodo, filmi gana gao…
Jab tak hai papa ka paisa, tab tak mauj udao…
Kya karna hai jyada padh ke, hume prem patra to likhna aata hai
Kyoun soche hum apne kal ki, jab ghar me dhero paisa aata hai
Baap hamare bade dayalu, humse kuchh nahi kahte hai
To kyoun sun le hum kisi aur ki, kya hum kisi se darte hai…
Hum karte hai apne man ki, hum apne man ke swami hai
Naam karenge is duniya me, kartoot hamari naami hai…
Naya jamana nai sadi, hum bhi naye navele hai
Har pal dhoone sangi sathi, hum to bahut akele hai…
Bade baal aur kaan me baali, yahi aaj ka fashion hai
Kya antar ladki ladke me, yahi to new generation hai…
Naitik siksha sadachaar to bahut purani baate hai…
Matra bhasha ko maro goli, gana tak English me gate hai
Pita se papa, papa se daddy, daddy ko dad bulate hai
Mano jeete ji unko, marne ka aihsaas dilate hai
Aaj kare so kaal kar, yahi hamara naara hai
Kya jaldi hai humko bhaiya, jab sara waqt hamara hai
Cinema haal hamara mandir, nit din niyam se jaate hai
Devi devo ki leela ka, sajeev chitran dekh kea ate hai…
Grantho ki baate hai neeras, humko who nahi bhate hai..
DDLJ aur mohabatte ke, sandesh bahut pasand aate hai
Kahat pravakta ,sun bhai saadho, aisa kalyug aaya hai…
Saraswati ki veena feeki, michal
Gira character inka aisa, jaise girta gagan se
Aadarsho ka path jo bancha, to patak patak ke mara
Nayan matakka param dheaya hai, vidyalay me jake
Puchhe Kisne kitne kile hai jeete, das das degree pake…
Kabira kahe guru ka uncha, govind se sthaan
Par mile na inko aaj dhara pe, dhele bhar samman
Dhele bhar samman, sada jevan bhar tadpe
Kuch ki khatir hui hai, chelo ke thappad se
Dronacharya swarg se dekhe, yeh ghor samsya vyapak
Eklavya ka badla hai ye, bhog rahe adhyapak..
Are vidya ki arthi nikal de, yeh aise vidyarthi hai
Seena thok ke har dum bole, yeh modern vidyarthi hai….yeh modern vidyarthi ha
n Copyright
n Sanjeev Shukla
Sunday, August 30, 2009
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