SHE , A WORRIER…

” MOTHER ALWAYS WINS A WAR “

In a dark cloudy day mother gave birth to a boy who was begging for a shelter and food right from his first cry. There were no hospitals no celebrations for his arrival. But nature was so kind to him . Nature welcomed him by a thunder song , sparkled with a bright lightning and sprinkled with heavy droplets. But poverty was banging off his whole happiness of coming to this world.

Flooded hut was his first dream home with no comfort and piece of mother’s Sareewas his first baby suit. There were no toys to play , as he was already playing with harsh circumstances at his early days. Poverty made him mature enough to stay alone , quite and let his mother to work in fields to earn a penny. Mother was feeding her baby with the most costly dish , mother’s milk. It was the only ultimate menu to his options. Some days were so cruel to his mother that they didn’t gave her a meal. But mother didn’t allowed to happen this to her child.

She was fighting the challenges hard. Floods , sunlight , cold , poverty were attacking hard but as everyone knows Mother is a worrier and also she fought bravely for her child.

With the passing time, boy grown up and to fight with this fast running wealthy world he needed education as his weapon. Now mother had a next rebel to earn for his livelihood as well as for his studies. Day and night didn’t matter to her she was working hard to earn. The boy was also trying hard to sharp edges of his mind and the only weapon he had which was education.

Embarassment of dirty clothes and torn shoes made him strong in front of rich cheeks to fight his present to design his future better than heaven.

Difficulties , hunger , Demotivation these all were rented in there shattered cottage but can’t let them down.

Years of struggle , sleepless nights and hardwork came to an end when the boy came home with a white collar job.

Again Happiness was there and today also nature was so kind to him. Nature welcomed and celebrated his success by a thunder song , sparkled with a bright lightning and sprinkled with heavy droplets. House was flooded with peace and happiness of victory over life by him and his mother . But this time there years of joy with lots of sweets in menu.

BY :- PRATHMESH 🖋

LIFE A RACE…

” JUST MOVE AHEAD , YOU ARE NOT DEAD. “

Failure was riding fast in a bilateral race with success in life. Hard work was not paying off, abilities were not noticed and results were always judged. The fregrence of life smelled so foul to self that senses stopped working.

The days of failure continued and darnkess in a cold blooded body increased . No-one helped to overcome it . Not even the weather Rain couldn’t wash it off , Sunshine couldn’t light it up and Winters couldn’t freeze it off.

In this breathing world people started making distance as soon as failure came to give a hug , so that failure and a lonely soul can spend a quality time together.

But hopefully in race self motivation is best fuel to boost up. A spark of it burnt a fire inside the body .

Zero thoughts , zero feelings and zero emotions a fully blank man with a aim to succeed stood up to win the race. It wasn’t easy to face the situations and peoples.

The one was back on track just to believe in his hard work , to justify his abilities and to dream for result. Hunger doesn’t affected him, comfort doesn’t mattered and past doesn’t let him down.

After a continuous fight with failure and circumstances the tunnel full of darkness ended up at a brighter end with success riding on front and faster to win the race.

And finally the Hard work payed off , the Abilities were noticed and Results were appreciated.

:- PRATHMESH🖋

सुराग

मैं जब खुदको ढूँढ रहा था…
तब मुझे मेरे कुछ सुराग मिले थे…

जब तक खुदसे खुद का ताअरुफ़ हुआ…
पन्नों पर स्याही के छींटे , मेरी कहानी लिख चुके थे..!!

:-प्रथमेष🖋

फुर्सत

तुम कहो तो फुर्सत से आता हूं…
आते वक्त फुर्सत से फुर्सत वाला वक्त ले आता हूं…

गिले-शिकवे तो बहुत होंगे महफिल में…
तुम कहो तो थोड़ा सा सुकून ले आता हूं…

भगदड़ सी मची है जिंदगी में…
तुम कहो तो थोड़ी फुर्सत खरीद ले आता हूं…!!

:-प्रथमेष🖋

MEAL OR DREAM

Dreams were banging hard in the mind. They were not the small one like to build a house and earn a livelihood they were huge dreams which were not ending. The dreams were not allowing him to sleep not allowing him to eat. They were just making him curious to achieve them. When he shared his dreams to people in the society, they just laughed because his dreams were not there cup of tea. To achieve those heights one needs firm determination and a never giving attitude. But the reaction of society towards his dreams doesn’t made him demotivated , rather it burnt a fire inside him to prove himself. He was day and night just planning the route to his destination. He was fully loaded with the dreams and courage to achieve them.

To start a trip we need medicine kit for emergency similarly he was having plans for failure too but when we need medicine kit we need a support too in the hard times, unfortunately he was not having the one to support.

When he discussed his dreams to his family no one took him seriously because their mentality cannot match his level of thinking. They were just happy in earning and eating two meals a day. But he was hungry of his dreams which were much more than of his family. Everyone there believed that a middle-class person cannot dream big. But the boy believed that getting born in a middle-class family is not a problem but ending the life in same middle-class only without any value addition is a stain on his capability and self-respect. No one supported him neither emotionally nor financially, family also rejected to invest in his dreams.

In a dark night when he was dreaming with his open eyes he decided to find his path himself. When everyone was sleeping and having their nightmares or dreams. He packed his bag and started his journey to turn his dreams into reality and achieve big . He travelled from city to city in search of work and earn to invest in his dreams but was only getting disappointment at the end of the day. He came from the society where two meals a day was a dream come true, but to fulfill his dreams right now he was sleeping hungry and with a empty pocket.

Every next morning he made hunger his friend and failure his motivation. He traveled a lot suffered a lot but never gave up.

And finally the day came when he slept peacefully. He covered his journey from servant to superior and proved himself and his determination. There was a day when he was fighting with hunger and unemployment ,today he was giving employment and providing food for free.

He returned back to his mainstream where his dreams were just a joke , but now they turned into a motivational story for the new ones.

On that day his family and society realized that only two meals a day cannot satisfy a dreaming mind.

BY :- PRATHMESH GOSWAMI 🖋

BARE FOOTS IN THE BLACK SOIL

On a harsh golden day under the sun, the boy started to run bare footed in the fields of black soil which was just burning and was extracting a tremendous heat out . Summer was just testing the human tolerance. But the boy was giving a tough fight. No one knows why was he pacing himself in the fields, but whoever saw was just shocked. He was either overcoming his anger or wanted to prove his worth in the world , whatsoever he was or wanted to prove was killing him inside. He didn’t felt the heat but the soil was heated up with his emotions coming out there. He was not worried about himself because the situations made him worst to act. He was just crossing the patches of fields with non stop thinking and recalling. No one understood whether he was sweating or crying but his anger and emotions were falling on the soil in form of drops. The drops were full of hardwork ,trust, feelings, failure and betray.

He did not recognized that he had crossed the limits of village as well as tolerance. He became more comfortable and was on constant pace without any fatigue on his face , but his thoughts were on never ending process. He kept on watering the soil with the drops from all over his body.

But till now no one stopped him , he was running, running and just running. The people’s out there just watched his pain but didn’t felt it and dispersed. He started his fight alone and was on the verge to end alone.

His pace was slowly decreasing , his breath was just chocking and finally he stopped. He stopped but never started again he left himself fighting. Dead but his forever fighting soul was still heating up the black soil.

Even though his presence didn’t justified himself but his death proved his worth. But still no one knows whether it was sweat or tears ….

By :- PRATHMESH 🖋

🌚

कितनी काली होती हैं ये उजली रातें…
पूछ जाकर उनसे जिनके घर पर छत नहीं होती…

सुबह का सवेरा तू क्या देखेगा…
तेरी तो उनकी तरह धूप से रूबरू बात भी नहीं होती…!!

:-प्रथमेष 🖋

वो क्या है कि मैं रोता नहीं हूँ…

वो क्या है कि मैं रोता नहीं…
आंसूओ को समेट कर समंदर बना रहा हूँ…

लोगों को मैं थोड़ा बेपरवाह नज़र आ रहा हूँ…
इस किराय की हँसी से ज़िंदगी की हार छुपा रहा हूँ…

वो क्या है कि मैं लाचार नहीं बन पा रहा हूँ…
आंसूओ से कमाई भीड़ का हकदार नहीं बनना चाह रहा हूँ…

मेरी इस हँसी पर चल रहे मुकदमें रोज़ हार रहा हूँ…
मैं आंसू पर इलज़ाम नहीं, इस भाड़े की हँसी का इंसाफ माँग रहा हूँ…

वक्त रहते इस झूठी हँसी के पीछे की वजह जान लेना…
एक अरसे से उन बूंदों को अपने अंदर समेटता आ रहा हूँ…

वो क्या है कि मैं रोया नहीं बस समय हँसकर गुजा़र रहा हूँ…

:-प्रथमेष 🖋

…!!

मैं बोलता नहीं सिर्फ़ शब्द लिखता हूँ…
मिठास से थोड़ा इसीलिए फासला सा रखता हूँ…

कि कहीं ज़िंदगी मिठाई की तरह दाढ़ में चिपक न जाए…
कड़वी ही सही, कोई दवा समझकर निगल ही जाए…!!

:-प्रथमेष 🖋

वो गर्म चाय ☕

गली के चौराहे पर एक महफिल सज रही थी…
गर्म आँच पर अदरक वाली चाय उबल रही थी…

लबों पर गरमाहट और दिल को राहत पहुँचा रही थी…
वो गर्म चाय आते जाते लोगों को अपने करीब बुला रही थी…

अनजान लोगों को एक मुक़ाम पर जानकार बना रही थी…
वो चाय की टपरी हम दोस्तों का रोज का अड्डा बनते जा रही थी…

पत्ती से कड़वे और शक्कर से मीठे सारे सूख दुख बाहर ला रही थी…
वो गर्म कुल्हड़ की खुशबू उस शाम में एक समा सा बांधते जा रही थी…!!

:-प्रथमेष 🖋

क्या ?

शब्द न समझ सके तो…
चुप्पी क्या पड़ सकोगे तुम…

इस अजीब से रवैये से…
क्या मुझे हरा सकोगे तुम…

बेपनाह ज़िंदगी के इन आवारा सपनों को…
क्या पूरे कर सकोगे तुम…

इस उबाल खाती गर्म मंज़िल को…
क्या अपने कोरे हाथों से छू सकोगे तुम…

समंदर की उन लहरों को भी अभिमान है खुदपर…
क्या अपनी कश्ती को उस दरिया में बहा सकोगे तुम… ?!

:-प्रथमेष 🖋

STORY OR THEORY…

Make Rules at your own circumstances…
Do amendments according to the society preferences…

Draft your life as a story or theory…
Your own people will kill you to achieve the glory…

Show your tears only to the mirror…
You yourself are stronger enough to trigger…

Find your own way to overcome…
Believe that your story or theory will inspire everyone…

:-PRATHMESH 🖋

अपनी ज़िंदगी…

आँखो से सोचना बंद करोगे तो दिमाग कि अहमियत पता चलेगी…
अपने दिल को जोड़ कर रखोगे तभी तो उसकी धड़कन सुनाई देगी…

माँ से कभी खाना खाया ये पूछ कर देखना उसके कलेजे को भी ठंडक पहुँचेगी…
अपनी इज्ज़त से जीवन को खुद के उसूलों से जीना , ज़िंदगी और भी हसीन लगने लगेगी…

दुनिया के दम पर गुज़ारी हुई जिंदगी, किसी दिन दुनिया ही तुझसे छीन लेगी…
अपनी कमाई हुई सूखी रोटी खाकर देखना , तुझे वो भी चैन की नींद देगी…!!

:-प्रथमेष 🖋

बदलाव

लोग बदले , हालात बदले…
मगर मेरे जीने के अंदाज़ न बदले…

कहावत को हकिकत में बदला…
ज़माने को आईना दिखाया मगर कभी खुदका हुलिया न बदला…

मंज़िल भी नहीं बदली , रास्ता भी न बदला…
हम चलने वाले ने अपना जज़्बा भी न बदला…

था शौक ए कदर इस कदर ज़िंदगी का मुझ पर…
के अरसो से मंज़िल भी न पाई मगर मैने भी वो रास्ता न बदला…!!

:-प्रथमेष🖋

रात 🌃

ये रातें बहुत कुछ बता देती है…
इसी लिए मुझे छोड़ सभी को सुला देती है…

चाँद सितारों से रोज़ वो महफिल सजती है…
कुछ अनकही बातें भी बेख़ौफ लफ्ज़ो में निकलने लगती है…

कई लोगों के गिला शिकवा समेट कर अपने साथ ले जाती है…
जाते जाते नींद में सुबह के हसीन सपने दिखा जाती है…

सभी को वो अपने काले अंधकार से डरा देती है…
मगर मुझे वो जीने के अंदाज़ सीखा देती है… 🌑!!

:-प्रथमेष🖋

ज़रूरी है या नहीं…

कामयाबी हर किसी को पचती नहीं…
हकिकत छुप जाती है,मगर बदलती नहीं…

कोई रोके तो थम जाऊ , खड़ा हो तो झुक जाऊ…
क्या करू ऐसा तो मेरी फ़ितरत में नहीं…

रोकने वाले हज़ार हाथ को काटना के लिए शाहजहाँ बनना तो मजबूरी है…
सहारा देने वालो के लिए एकलव्य बनना भी ज़रूरी है…

ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं की सच्चाई सभी को बताई जाए…
पीने लायक तो ज़हर भी है,मगर ये नहीं की उसे भी पीया जाए…

:-प्रथमेष🖋

पैसा…

पैसे से अगर दुनिया चलती…
तो हर रोज हर पल तकदीर बदलती…

कई लोगों ने ईमान तोल दिया पैसों पर…
मैने उन्हें छोड़ दिया उसी वक्त, उसी हाल पर…

भरी होगी उनकी जेब पैसों से…
मेरा नसीब भरा है , मेरे दोस्तों से…

कहाँ ले जायेंगे उस पैसे के गुरूर को…
न कफन में जेब है, न कब्र में अलमारी…!!

:-प्रथमेष 🖋

हालात…

दिन दिन करके ज़िंदगी धक रही है…
मुँह पर कपड़ा डाल दिल में घुटन सी हो रही है…

हालातों के शिकंजे में इस कदर आ खड़े है…
बेचैनी के मानो पहरे लग रहे है…

सवाँरा हुआ कल पीछे खड़ा था, मगर हम तबाही का मंज़र चुन रहे है…
लगता है, कायनात से रोज़ बिछड़े पल की भीख मांग रहे है…

सब ठीक होने की आस में हर वक्त से लड़ रहे है…
जीवन की इस लड़ाई में सब अकेले से पड़ रहे है…!!

:-प्रथमेष 🖋

ये वक्त भी गुज़र जाएगा…

ये वक्त भी गुज़र जाएगा…
हिम्मत रख तू भी उभर कर आएगा…

अच्छा हो या बुरा समय बितता ज़रूर है…
जो लड़ गया वो जीतता ज़रूर है…

अपनी मंज़िल को पाने की चाहत तो बड़ा…
रास्ते सर झुकाऐ खड़े होंगे , तू कदम तो बड़ा…

हौसला रख तू भी विजय पाएगा…
तेरा नाम भी रोशन हो जाएगा…

ये युद्ध है कुछ तो तेरा भी जाएगा…
संयम रख तेरा भी दौर आएगा…!!


:- प्रथमेष🖋

हार का वो सफर..🛤

गुज़रती हवा में वो खुशबू नहीं थी…
ज़िंदगी गुमसुम सी बस एक मोड़ पर खड़ी थी…

झूठी मुस्कान उस चेहरे पर ज़रुर आती थी…
मगर दिल में अजीब सी मायूसी फिर से छा जाती थी…

नकामयाबी का वो मंज़र इस कदर आ खड़ा था…
उस दौर में हार से भी हारा हुआ लगने लगा था…

मेरे हौसले के वो अंगारे अभी बुझे नहीं थे…
मैने मंज़िल के वो रास्ते अभी भूले नहीं थे…

हार की उस आँच में जीत के जज़्बे उबल रहे थे…
मेरे वक्त से लड़ने पर कहावत और नतीजे दोनों बदल रहे थे..!!


:-प्रथमेष 🖋

LIFE A RIDE

Stronger is not the boss , you have to just identify the odds…

A lesson from past , can be your success chart…

Talent and hardwork is forever , and the result is only a piece of paper…

Decide the future and light up your minds , because every new day is a dream of last night…

Easy life has boring and a smooth ride , Challenging paths will draft a amazing story for your child …

:-PRATHMESH 🖋

CHANGE🔄REVERT

Never change the behavior , change the atmosphere …

The change may affect the well wishers , so sort out the ditchers…

Changes might be good with time , but replacements have high cost as fine…

The dynamic world has an unpredictable mind , just be happy with the one’s and leave the rest behind…

Favourable changes allows to relax at night ,
Unless you devote your nights to the useless fights…

It’s not too late to be again at your stable stage , just recall the memories in that happy phase…

It’s hard , but you can have some faith…❤

:-PRATHMESH🖋

ALONE…

Alone at 7 , alone at 9…
Alone at AM , alone at night…
Keep aside the breakup time…
Happy dreams at mid night…

Enjoy the day of Valentine…
Give a house to stable mind…
Think about the way to fight…
Work upon your strength and might…

Alone at hard , alone at fine…
Just get up and start your ride.

:- Prathmesh 🖋

HARD & HOPE

Hard times make u feel low , but destiny is still a dream wake up and just flow…

Never loose your hope , as it creates your own scope…

Never judge a person in your life , to love him you don’t have a time…

Discard the past , renovate the present because happy faces are only for seconds…

People who stay last long , make them forever an on…

:-PRATHMESH🖋

ज़िंदगी दो पल की..

न जीने की ख्वाहिश , न मरने का इरादा… ऐसे ही बीत जाता ये जीवन सारा… अपनो को खोकर , गैरो को सँवारना… इसे ही कहते है इंसानियत को मारना… खून पसीना बहाकर ज़िंदगी गुज़ारना… उसे कहना बस हिम्मत मत हारना… आँखें खोलकर हसीन सपने सजाना… इंसान हो फरिश्ता नहीं,वापस लौटकर आजाना !! :-प्रथमेष 🖋

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