4 verses · ~1 min
जहां-जहां मैं रहा उपस्थित अंकित है अनुपस्थिति मेरी।
क्रान्ति चली भी साथ हमारे दोनों हाथ मशाल उठाये मेरे कन्धों पर वादक ने परिवर्तन के बिगुल बजाये सपनों में चलने की आदत वंशानुगत रही तो पहले अब लोगों की भौ पर बल है मुझे मिली जब जागृति मेरी।
सिमट गया है सब कुछ ऐसे टूटे तरु की छाया जैसे भूल भुलैया लेकर आये शुभ चिन्तक हैं कैसे-कैसे मिथक, पुराण, कथा बनती है आगे एक प्रथा बनती है क्रास उठाये टंगी घरों में ईसा जैसी आकृति मेरी।
कूट उक्ति या सूक्ति, सभी ने सिखलाये मुझको अनुशासन मेरे आगे शकुनि खड़े हैं ताल ठोंक हंसता दु:शासन एक पराजय मोह जगाते कुरुक्षेत्र मुझको झुठलाते जिसके सधे वाण थे मुझको वही मनाता सद्गति मेरी।
इति
The Poet
अमरनाथ श्रीवास्तव
Amarnath Srivastava
1945 · 2000s
Amarnath Srivastava was a defining voice of the Navgeet movement who masterfully bridged traditional lyricism with the complex realities of modern Indian life. Born in 1937 in the Ghazipur district of Uttar Pradesh, he spent much of his working life in Allahabad, balancing a corporate career with a deep commitment to literature. Rather than writing from an isolated ivory tower, he drew poetic inspiration from everyday struggles, urban alienation, and changing human relationships. His prominent collections, such as the acclaimed Geru Ki Lipiyan and Dopahar Mein Gulmohar, showcase his remarkable ability to infuse profound emotional depth into highly accessible language. He also made significant contributions to the Hindi ghazal with works like Aadmi Ko Dekhkar. Honored twice with the prestigious Nirala Samman and later the Sahitya Bhushan, Srivastava passed away in 2009. His verses remain a poignant commentary on the middle class experience, capturing both the ache of nostalgia and the stark truths of a rapidly shifting society.
Paired Painting
Bhismadeva on the Kurukshetra Battlefield
This profound painting captures a dramatic and intense moment from the legendary Mahabharata war on the sacred plains of Kurukshetra. At the center stands Bhismadeva, the revered patriarch of the Kuru dynasty, displaying an astonishing paradox of venerable old age coupled with fierce, superhuman agility and martial prowess. Amidst the swirling dust of battle, majestic horses pull ornate chariots, and warriors clash with swords and celestial weapons. The atmosphere is thick with the gravity of righteous duty, sacrifice, and the fateful unfolding of history, painted with deep reverence for the spiritual and epic dimensions of the narrative.
Open the viewer →