4 verses · ~1 min
कुछ भी बन बस कायर मत बन, ठोकर मार पटक मत माथा तेरी राह रोकते पाहन। कुछ भी बन बस कायर मत बन।
युद्ध देही कहे जब पामर, दे न दुहाई पीठ फेर कर या तो जीत प्रीति के बल पर या तेरा पथ चूमे तस्कर प्रति हिंसा भी दुर्बलता है पर कायरता अधिक अपावन कुछ भी बन बस कायर मत बन।
ले-दे कर जीना क्या जीना कब तक गम के आँसू पीना मानवता ने सींचा तुझ को बहा युगों तक खून-पसीना कुछ न करेगा किया करेगा रे मनुष्य बस कातर क्रंदन कुछ भी बन बस कायर मत बन।
तेरी रक्षा का ना मोल है पर तेरा मानव अमोल है यह मिटता है वह बनता है यही सत्य कि सही तोल है अर्पण कर सर्वस्व मनुज को न कर दुष्ट को आत्मसमर्पण कुछ भी बन बस कायर मत बन।
इति
The Poet
दुष्यंत कुमार
Dushyant Kumar
1933 · 1975
Dushyant Kumar did something that required a radical courage most artists never summon. He took a form synonymous with moonlit nights and the ache of unfulfilled romance and dragged it into the burning lanes where injustice stank and the ordinary man had no language for his helplessness. Born in 1931 in Uttar Pradesh, he dismantled the ornamental tradition of the Urdu ghazal and rebuilt it in Hindi as a weapon of the dispossessed. His singular collection Saaye Mein Dhoop became one of the most quietly devastating documents in the entire tradition of modern Hindi literature. The Emergency of 1975 gave his verses a context that proved them prophetic. Unlike mere political poetry, his words outlasted their moment to become permanent fixtures in the vocabulary of Indian dissent. He wrote not with a scholar's distance but with the shaking hands of someone who had looked injustice in the face and refused to flinch. He died at forty four, leaving behind a body of work so concentrated and incandescent that its light has not dimmed in half a century. To read Dushyant Kumar is to understand that poetry's highest function is not consolation but confrontation.
Paired Painting
Maharana Pratap Singh: The Defiant Rajput Warrior King
This profound portrait captures Maharana Pratap, the indomitable king of Mewar who stood tall as a bastion of freedom against the vast might of the Mughal Empire. He chose the harsh, unforgiving paths of the Aravalli hills over subjugation, enduring immense hardship rather than compromising his sovereign dignity. His life remains an eternal testament to unyielding courage, personal sacrifice, and profound love for the motherland. When we gaze upon his stalwart figure, we witness the spirit of Mewar itself, fierce, resilient, and eternally proud.
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