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बीते दिसंबर तुम गए लेकर बरस के दिन नए पीछे पुराने साल का जर्जर किला था ढह गया मैं फिर अकेला रह गया
तुम आ गए तो भा गए इस ज़िन्दगी पर छा गए जितना तुम्हारे पास था वह दर्द मुझे थमा गए
वह प्यार था कि पहाड़ का झरना रहा जो बह गया मैं फिर अकेला रह गया
रे साइयाँ, परछाइयाँ मरूभूमि की ये खाइयाँ सुधि यों लहकती ज्यों कि लपटें आग की अँगनाइयाँ
हिलाता हुआ पिंजरा टँगा रह गया पंछी दह गया मैं फिर अकेला रह गया
तुम घर रहो बाहर रहो ऋतुराज के सर पर रहो बौरी रहें अमराइयाँ पिक का पिहिकता स्वर रहो
ये बोल आह-कराह के हारा-थका मन कह गया मैं फिर अकेला रह गया
इति
The Poet
दिनेश सिंह
Dinesh Singh
1948 · 1970s
Kanwar Dinesh Singh is a vital contemporary voice who moves with remarkable grace between English and Hindi literary traditions. Born in 1973 in New Delhi and deeply shaped by the mountainous landscapes of Shimla, he has carved out a unique space as both a poet and a pioneering haikuist in Hindi literature. While many modern writers lean heavily on complex intellectualism, Singh finds profound beauty in brevity. Through collections like Kuhra Dhanush and Aangan Mein Gauraiya, he adapts the strict, minimalist structure of the Japanese haiku to the linguistic rhythms of Hindi, capturing fleeting moments of nature and delicate human emotions. He also serves as a professor and literary critic, consistently working to foster dialogue between different literary cultures. Honored with the Himachal Pradesh Sahitya Akademi Award, Singh demonstrates that poetry does not need to be loud to be deeply impactful. He is a writer of quiet observation, proving that immense philosophical weight can often be carried in just a few carefully chosen syllables.

Paired Painting
Untitled (Disappointed)
In this poignant composition, Jogesh Chandra Seal captures the quiet, heavy ache of human longing. We see a young woman retreating into the shadows of a great tree, her posture reflecting a soul turned inward by sorrow or unfulfilled expectation. She stands beside a peacock, a traditional symbol of love and longing in Indian aesthetics, yet the bird appears as a silent witness to her solitude rather than a partner in joy. The painting invites us to empathize with the universal experience of disappointment, expressed here through the delicate folds of her sari and the downcast gaze that speaks volumes of a heart burdened by its own secrets. It is a masterful study of the quiet moments when life does not unfold as we once dared to dream.
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