करुणा· Karuna
01आँसू बहाकर
Aansoo Bahakar
Dinesh Singh
7 verses · ~9 lines · 1 min
7 verses · ~1 min
अक्सर क्या होता मुझको जो मन ही मन शर्माने लगता तुम रोती, मैं गाने लगता
तुम घर मैं कितना खटती हो कितने हिस्सों में बटती हो कड़ी धूप-सी सबकी बातें आर्द्र भूमि-सी तुम फटती हो
मेरा मन छल-छल कर आँखों-आँखों से बतियाने लगता तुम रोती मैं गाने लगता
चूल्हा-चौका रोटी-पानी सुबह-शाम की राम-कहानी दिन भर बच्चों की चिकचिक से पोछा करती हो पेशानी
दस्तरखान सजाने वाले हाथों को सहलाने लगता तुम रोती मैं गाने लगता
तुम पर सास-ससुर का हक़ है यह कहने में बड़ी खनक है चुप हूँ मैं जानते हुए भी यह रिश्ता कितना बुढ़बक है
तदपि अजब परिवार राग मैं बारम्बार बजाने लगता तुम रोती मैं गाने लगता
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
Girl with a Vase
Antonio Xavier Trindade, often revered as the Rembrandt of the East, possessed an extraordinary ability to capture the quiet, introspective soul of his subjects. In this delicate portrait, he invites us into a moment of profound stillness. The young woman, rendered with soft brushstrokes and a mastery of chiaroscuro, cradles the vessel with a gentleness that speaks of daily devotion and grace. Her gaze is pensive, perhaps lost in a memory or a silent prayer, reflecting the timeless elegance of Indian domestic life. Trindade bridges the gap between Western academic technique and the delicate, evocative essence of the Indian spirit, leaving us with a work that breathes with humanity and humble beauty.
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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 Main Gane Lagta carries.
