करुणा· Karuna
01रात में भी
Raat Mein Bhi
Divik Ramesh
6 verses · ~11 lines · 1 min
Karuna
ये सारा जिस्म झुककर बोझ से दुहरा हुआ होगा
Ye Sara Jism Jhukkar Bojh Se Duhra Hua Hoga
Dushyant Kumar 1 min read 1 versesग़ज़लghazalसमाज
1 verses · ~1 min
ये सारा जिस्म झुककर बोझ से दुहरा हुआ होगा, मैं सजदे में नहीं था, आपको धोखा हुआ होगा。 यहाँ तक आते-आते सूख जाती हैं कई नदियाँ, मुझे मालूम है पानी कहाँ ठहरा हुआ होगा。 ग़ज़ब ये है कि अपनी मौत की आहट नहीं सुनते, वो सब-के-सब परीशाँ हैं वहाँ पर क्या हुआ होगा。 तुम्हारे शहर में ये शोर सुन-सुनकर तो लगता है, कि इंसानों के जंगल में कोई हाँका हुआ होगा。 कई फ़ाक़े बिताकर मर गया, जो उसके बारे में, वो सब कहते हैं अब, ऐसा नहीं, ऐसा हुआ होगा。 यहाँ तो सिर्फ़ गूँगे और बहरे लोग बसते हैं, ख़ुदा जाने यहाँ पर किस तरह जलसा हुआ होगा。 चलो, अब यादगारों की अँधेरी कोठरी खोलें, कम-अज़-कम एक वो चेहरा तो पहचाना हुआ होगा।
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
Journey's End
In Journey's End, Abanindranath Tagore captures a moment of profound and heartbreaking stillness. An exhausted camel, overburdened by a massive, heavy pack, collapses onto the earth under a smoldering, desolate sky. The animal's large, soulful eye conveys a quiet resignation, speaking volumes about endurance, suffering, and the quiet dignity found in the final moments of labor. Painted in 1913, during a period when India was awakening to a renewed sense of national identity, many art historians interpret the fallen beast as a subtle allegory for the relentless exploitation of the subcontinent under colonial rule. Through delicate washes of tempera, Tagore evokes an atmosphere of deep melancholy and spiritual gravity, inviting viewers to pause and reflect on the hidden burdens carried by the vulnerable.
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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 Ye Sara Jism Jhukkar Bojh Se Duhra Hua Hoga carries.
