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है,अभी कुछ जो कहा नहीं गया ।
उठी एक किरण, धायी, क्षितिज को नाप गई, सुख की स्मिति कसक भरी,निर्धन की नैन-कोरों में काँप गई, बच्चे ने किलक भरी, माँ की वह नस-नस में व्याप गई। अधूरी हो पर सहज थी अनुभूति: मेरी लाज मुझे साज बन ढाँप गई- फिर मुझ बेसबरे से रहा नहीं गया। पर कुछ और रहा जो कहा नहीं गया।
निर्विकार मरु तक को सींचा है तो क्या? नदी-नाले ताल-कुएँ से पानी उलीचा है तो क्या? उड़ा हूँ, दौड़ा हूँ, तेरा हूँ, पारंगत हूँ, इसी अहंकार के मारे अन्धकार में सागर के किनारे ठिठक गया: नत हूँ उस विशाल में मुझसे बहा नहीं गया । इसलिए जो और रहा, वह कहा नहीं गया ।
शब्द, यह सही है, सब व्यर्थ हैं पर इसीलिए कि शब्दातीत कुछ अर्थ हैं। शायद केवल इतना ही: जो दर्द है वह बड़ा है, मुझसे ही सहा नहीं गया। तभी तो, जो अभी और रहा, वह कहा नहीं गया ।
(रचनाकाल / स्थल: दिल्ली, अक्टूबर, २७ , ५३)
इति
The Poet
अज्ञेय
Sachchidananda Hirananda Vatsyayan 'Agyeya'
1911 · 1987
Sachchidananda Hirananda Vatsyayan, universally known by his pen name Agyeya, completely rewired the circuitry of modern Hindi literature. Born in 1911 in a British archaeological camp in Uttar Pradesh, his life was as fiercely untraditional as his prose. Before he became the architect of the Prayogavaad (Experimentalism) movement, he was an active revolutionary who spent four years in British colonial prisons for attempting to help Bhagat Singh escape. In those prison cells, he began drafting Shekhar: Ek Jivani, a psychological novel that shocked the literary establishment with its unapologetic exploration of the individual ego. He rejected the prevailing romanticism of the era and instead assembled the Tar Saptak series, bringing together a new generation of poets who wrote in free verse about alienation, intellect, and the fractured modern psyche. He won the Sahitya Akademi Award in 1964 and the Jnanpith Award in 1978. Agyeya was a novelist, a combatant officer in World War II, a journalist, and a profound existential thinker. He gave Hindi literature the vocabulary to interrogate the inner self without the comfort of traditional morality.
Paired Painting
Mother and Child
This tender watercolour and pencil study captures a timeless moment of maternal devotion, presenting a mother cradling her child with infinite care. The delicate draughtsmanship reveals an intimate observation of everyday life, blending classical sensibilities with subtle academic realism. The mother gazes down at her infant with serene affection, embodying the profound emotional bond celebrated across generations of figurative art. Every stroke of the pencil and wash of pigment breathes life into a quiet, sacred domestic vignette.
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