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किसी को इतना न चाहो के बदगुमाँ हो जाय
Kisi Ko Itna Na Chaho Ke Badgumaan Ho Jay
Amitabh Tripathi ‘Amit’8 verses · ~1 min
किसी को इतना न चाहो के बदगुमाँ हो जाय न लौ को इतना बढ़ाओ के वो धुआँ हो जाय
ग़र हो परवाज़[1] पे पहरा ज़ुबाँ पे पाबन्दी तो फिर क़फ़स[2] ही मेरा क्यों न आशियाँ हो जाय
न चुप ही गुज़रे न रोकर शबे-फ़िराक़[3] कटे तू एक झलक दिखा कर जो बेनिशाँ हो जाय
लोग लेते हैं मेरा नाम तेरे नाम के साथ कल ये अफ़वाह ही बढ़ कर न दास्ताँ हो जाय
ख़ुशमिज़ाजी भी तेरी मुझको डरा देती है तेरा मज़ाक रहे, मेरा इम्तेहाँ हो जाय
सितमशियार कई और हैं तुम्हारे सिवा कहीं न दर्द मेरा, दर्दे-ज़ाविदाँ[4] हो जाय
भीख में इश्क़ भी मुझको नहीं कुबूल 'अमित' भले वो जाने-सुकूँ[5] मुझसे सरगिराँ[6] हो जाय
शब्दार्थ:
इति
The Poet
अमिताभ त्रिपाठी 'अमित'
Amitabh Tripathi ‘Amit’
Amitabh Tripathi 'Amit' belongs to a rare class of contemporary Hindi poets who write to hold up an unflinching mirror to society. His verse is stripped of complex academic jargon and strikes directly at the center of modern Indian realities. In works like his celebrated poem "Bas Itna Sa Samachar Hai" (This is All the News There Is), Tripathi captures the everyday ironies, widespread corruption, and moral compromises of the present age with devastating precision. He dismantles hollow idealism and gives a powerful voice to the common man navigating a broken system. To read Amitabh Tripathi is to be awakened from civic slumber. His poems are not merely complaints; they are urgent pleas for a return to collective conscience and integrity.
Paired Painting
A Nobleman and a Maiden in a Palace Interior
In this deeply expressive canvas, the master painter Mahadev Visvanath Dhurandhar invites us into the hushed, dramatic intimacy of a palatial chamber. The air is thick with unspoken tension as a noble figure, adorned in traditional finery and bearing the subtle readiness of a sword at his side, turns toward a delicate maiden. She clings to him with a mix of earnest devotion and anxious hesitation, her dark garments and luminous pearls contrasting against the warm glow of the interior. Dhurandhar bridges academic realism with Indian narrative depth, capturing not merely a scene of courtly life, but the heartbeat of human emotion suspended in time. Every fold of fabric and shadowed archway whispers of a story left to our imagination, evoking the timeless dance of love, duty, and quiet drama within the princely halls of India.
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