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अभी न होगा मेरा अन्त अभी-अभी ही तो आया है मेरे वन में मृदुल वसन्त- अभी न होगा मेरा अन्त
हरे-हरे ये पात, डालियाँ, कलियाँ कोमल गात!
मैं ही अपना स्वप्न-मृदुल-कर फेरूँगा निद्रित कलियों पर जगा एक प्रत्यूष मनोहर
पुष्प-पुष्प से तन्द्रालस लालसा खींच लूँगा मैं, अपने नवजीवन का अमृत सहर्ष सींच दूँगा मैं,
द्वार दिखा दूँगा फिर उनको है मेरे वे जहाँ अनन्त- अभी न होगा मेरा अन्त।
मेरे जीवन का यह है जब प्रथम चरण, इसमें कहाँ मृत्यु? है जीवन ही जीवन अभी पड़ा है आगे सारा यौवन स्वर्ण-किरण कल्लोलों पर बहता रे, बालक-मन,
मेरे ही अविकसित राग से विकसित होगा बन्धु, दिगन्त; अभी न होगा मेरा अन्त।
इति
The Poet
सूर्यकांत त्रिपाठी "निराला
Suryakant Tripathi 'Nirala'
1899 · 1961
Suryakant Tripathi Nirala lived in the permanent condition of the truly original. He was frequently misunderstood by the very world he transformed. Born in Bengal but claiming Hindi as the medium of his revolution, he dismantled the metrical structures of classical Sanskrit based verse. He introduced what he called mukta chhand, or free verse, into a tradition that had never encountered it and was not at first grateful. His life was a sustained encounter with catastrophe. The plague took his wife, daughter, and brother in the same brutal sweep. Poverty pressed against him without mercy, and critical misunderstanding sometimes shaded into deliberate cruelty. Yet from within this suffering, he produced verse of such concentrated and terrible beauty that it reads not as the product of a broken man, but as the testimony of a spirit that had gone through fire and returned with the fire still alive inside it. His epic Ram Ki Shakti Puja remains one of the supreme poems in the Hindi language. It is a profound meditation on doubt, divine abandonment, and the final trembling choice to go on fighting. Nirala was not a comfortable figure, nor was he praised sufficiently in his lifetime. But he was, in the most absolute sense, free. That freedom cost him everything and produced everything. He remains the patron saint of the uncompromising.
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This profound portrait captures the quiet intensity of the tiger, a creature revered in Indian mythology as the guardian of the forests and the mount of Goddess Durga. William Huggins, an artist renowned for his intimate observation of animals, presents the tiger not as a ferocious beast, but as a sentinel resting in the dappled shadows of its natural home. The gaze of the tiger is particularly stirring, as it invites the viewer to look into the soul of a wild spirit. It serves as a gentle reminder of the power and dignity inherent in the natural world, a sentiment deeply cherished in the artistic traditions of the East.
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