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01वेदना
Vedana
Amitabh Tripathi ‘Amit’
6 verses · ~14 lines · 1 min
Karuna
रोज़ जिम्मेदारियाँ बढ़ती गईं
Roz Zimmedariyan Badhti Gayin
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7 verses · ~1 min
रोज़ जिम्मेदारियाँ बढ़ती गईं। ज़ीस्त[1] की दुश्वारियाँ[2] बढ़ती गईं।
पेशकदमी[3] वो करे मैं क्यों बढ़ूँ, इस अहम में दूरियाँ बढ़ती गईं।
आप भी तो खुश नहीं, मैं भी उदास किसलिये फिर तल्ख़ियाँ[4] बढ़ती गईं।
भूख ले आई शहर में गाँव को, झुग्गियों पर झुग्गियाँ बढ़ती गईं।
मुस्कराहट सभ्यता का इक फ़रेब, दिन-ब-दिन ऐय्यारियाँ[5] बढ़ती गईं।
आग से महफ़ूज़ रह पायेगा कौन, यूँ ही गर चिंगारियाँ बढ़ती गईं।
अम्न के संवाद के साये तले जंग की तैय्यारियाँ बढ़ती गईं।
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
Doll Series
Bikash Bhattacharjee possessed a rare, almost unsettling ability to peel back the layers of reality in urban Kolkata. In his iconic Doll series, he uses the image of a child's toy to hold a mirror to the societal decay and deep psychological unrest of his time. The stark contrast between the fragile, porcelain doll suspended in midair and the weathered, deteriorating colonial architecture speaks to a profound sense of isolation. To look upon this painting is to feel the weight of a silent, forgotten world where the boundary between the innocent plaything and the human soul is blurred, leaving the viewer to confront the haunting beauty of neglect.
Open the viewer →
If this held you
Four more, in the same key.
Chosen for their rasa and their register, not their popularity. Each one carries some part of what Roz Zimmedariyan Badhti Gayin carries.
