
बापू, तुम मुर्गी खाते यदि...
Bapu, Tum Murgi Khate Yadi...
Suryakant Tripathi 'Nirala'
6 verses · ~14 lines · 1 min
№ MMXXVI
RACHNA · A LIVING ARCHIVE
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MM · XXVI

3 verses · ~1 min
गर्म पकौड़ी- ऐ गर्म पकौड़ी, तेल की भुनी नमक मिर्च की मिली, ऐ गर्म पकौड़ी! मेरी जीभ जल गयी सिसकियां निकल रहीं, लार की बूंदें कितनी टपकीं, पर दाढ़ तले दबा ही रक्खा मैंने
कंजूस ने ज्यों कौड़ी, पहले तूने मुझ को खींचा, दिल ले कर फिर कपड़े-सा फींचा, अरी, तेरे लिए छोड़ी
बम्हन की पकाई मैंने घी की कचौड़ी।
इति
The Poet
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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A Dry Feast
Hemendranath Mazumdar was universally celebrated for his breathtaking mastery of academic realism, particularly his ability to capture light, texture, and delicate human and animal forms with startling lifelike precision. In this delightful and intimate interior scene, the artist turns his discerning eye away from his usual portraits of royal ladies to observe the playful antics of mischievous kittens inside an artist studio. Pouncing around paintbrushes, a discarded palette, and an unpainted canvas, the young felines discover a strange feast of dried fish, turning the quiet, contemplative space of artistic creation into a moment of chaotic, endearing life. Mazumdar infuses the scene with tenderness and humor, celebrating the simple joys of observation that underpin all great art.
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