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64. दिन और रात
दिन और रात का एक अजब सा नाता है एक न हो तभी दूसरा आता है । जब आती है रात तो दिन छिप जाता ...
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वो देखो एक लम्बी कतार खड़ा उसमें वो बेघर , बेकार ; मज़बूर , बेबस और बीमार मुसीबतों से जूझता हुआ लाचार । पानी उसक... -
स्वर्णपुरी का अधिष्ठाता , था चारों वेदों का ज्ञाता ; परम तपस्वी और मनस्वी , था वह अत्यन्त ही तेजस्वी ; शिव ... -
आओ दीपक जलायें तिमिर को भूल जायें । आओ दीपक जलायें महामारी को मार भगायें । आओ दीपक जलायें फिर दीपावली मनायें । आओ दीपक जलायें स...
Today is a very special day for me when thirty-six years ago, I had experienced the most beautiful feeling of holding a delicate doll in my hands for the first time. She was so fragile that the nurse had exclaimed "She may survive, she may survive....".
ReplyDeleteBy God's grace, she did survive and is a mother of another delicate darling today. I wish her best of everything in life. I think that is the only thing that a father can pray for this most precious part of his life.
I have hurriedly penned my feelings for her in this poem.
Hope it meets approval of everybody who reads it.