English Translation of "Mali Ka Beta"

That summer, temperature was at its top; it was appearing that sun wants to gulp down the whole earth with its heat. Even in these extreme conditions, Chintu and his baba were working continuously to water the plants of our garden. Their clothes were completely wet because of swatting. It looked like there body had also become a fountain to support their work. I was watching them through the window of my air-conditioned room. Mom had told me that Nirmal kaka’s daughter was going to get married soon therefore he wants to make more and more money by working in double shifts and for the same reason, he brings Chintu with him. We had not passed much time in this colony, Nirmal kaka used to work in our neighbor Sharma’s house from last many years. Sharma’s were the one who send Nirmal Kaka to our place. Once while chatting with my parents Kaka told that he had not taken any salary from Sharma’s, from years he was saving his salary there so he could utilize the whole money in his daughters marriage. Now scorching was at its peat and those ghghjg hands kept on doing their work continuously.Today ten days have passed, Nirmal kaka has not been seen anywhere. I have not seen him coming in Sharma’s house. Because of the curiosity when I asked mom about him, she told me that four-five days back he died of lo and Chintu is in jail now. Actually that servant’s son had crossed his boundaries, when Sharmaji denied of having an money of Nirmal Kaka, He picked up a stone and …….

English Translation of "Vaishya Ki Beti"

Huge crowd was gathered around the railway track, somebody was cursing kalyug, and somebody was declaring this as end of humanity. How, a mother can be so cruel that she would leave her infant daughter to die like this, Thank God that the moving bag caught the sight of a sweeper and life of this small angel was saved. She was looking like a small doll, her small hands, tiny fingers and sweet pink face, certainly became a center of attraction. Every one was willing to take her in their arms and for a chance to cuddle her once. It was looking like whole world wants to pour their love on her.ParasharJi was a well-known Hindu idol of that locality, His intelligence and thoughtfulness was undoubtedly accepted in nearby areas but there was only one calamity of his life, even after years of marriage, he was not having any kids. When ParasharJi came to know about the baby girl, He also came to see her and the face of that little doll appeared to him as a godsend for his year’s old wish. However, before his arrival, A Muslim couple had also made their mind to adopt the little angel. Now this was a question of stature, where some time ago the girl was an orphan, now a number of prospects were debating high to adopt her. Discussion kept on going, Crowd too, was divided in to two groups. Some people were busy in describing ParasharJi as a responsible and correct prospect while some others in advocating for the Muslim couple; it appeared as if everyone was willing to be an active participant in deciding her future.In between, someone informed police and within no time police and following those, media too arrived. After half-n hour each house of the country was busy in watching her, Different – Different News channels named her according to there reporting, Anamika, Pari etc. Now there were two podiums around the railway track. At one side, In Parasharji’s support a local leader was giving a speech, on the other side , A Maulana Sahab was busy in doing a meeting to show support to Muslim couple’s claim and far away from all of this nuisance that small life was lying in a perambulator, waiting for her destiny to get decided. Landscape after two days was quite shocking, Podiums were taken back, and all media was gone back to their respective offices. Parasharji and Muslim couple were also back to their homes. When tried to know the reason, came to know that some one had identified the girl with the help of a locket in her collar. She was a daughter of a prostitute, who committed suicide after throwing her on the railway tracks. Knowing this truth everyone slipped from there one by one and at last, when no one was left to claim her, Police admitted her to a government orphanage home.

हे अमिताभ, तुम एक स्वतंत्र ओज विचार हो

प्रिय अमिताभ,
उम्मीद है कि आप स्वास्थ लाभ ले रहे होंगे , आप का जीवन बहुतों के लिए जिजीविटता की एक
मिसाल है और आशा है की आप शीघ्र हीअपने नाम के अनुरूप बीमार -शरीर पर भी अपनी श्रेष्ठता साबित करेंगे , आपने औरों के लए बहुत कुछ लिखा और कहा है ये एक छोटा साप्रयास आपके लिए मेरी ओर से है : -

हे अमिताभ, तुम एक स्वतंत्र ओज विचार हो ,
तुम ही स्वर हो इंक़लाब का,तुम ही रति की धार हो,
मित्र तुम्हे देख कर,आज लाखों पथ देख रहे,
इस अग्निपथ पर पथ प्रदर्शक , तुम झंझावती नाव की पतवार हो,
हे अमिताभ, तुम एक स्वतंत्र ओज विचार हो !

तुम हो आग्नेय रथ सारथी, पुत्र के ,
परिवार के लिए सशक्त ढाल साकार हो ,
छू नही सकता तुम्हे दुस्साहस कोई,
तुम समस्त दुस्साहासों , दुर्जनो से पार हो ,
हे अमिताभ, तुम एक स्वतंत्र ओज विचार हो !

मित्र कौन कहता कि व्यक्ति व्रद्ध होता ,
तुम जीवन पर्यंत , मूर्त यौवन साकार हो ,
शीघ्र - अति शीघ्र पुनः सुस्सजित हो स्वस्थ होकर ,
क्यों की तुम्ही कोटियों के ह्रदय सुशोभित प्यार हो,
हे अमिताभ, तुम एक स्वतंत्र ओज विचार हो !

आपके शीघ्र स्वस्थ होने की कामना के साथ !

My Creation from 1993 (टीचर)

आज मुझे अचानक एक सनक सूझी की मैनै सबसे पहले क्या लिखा था , दो बातें याद आईं सेकेंड क्लास मैं साथ में एक लड़की पढ़ती थी "प्रियंका " उसे प्रेमपत्र लिखा था (बाद में क्लास टीचर से पिटाई भी हुई थी) और दूसरी थर्ड क्लास में ऐक कविता लिखी थी , "अपनी टीचर के लिए" , अब प्रियंका के प्रेम पत्र के बारे में तो याद नही हाँ कविता थोड़ी याद है चलो उसे लिखते हैं आप सभी लोगों के लिए , आख़िर मेरी पहली रचना थी भाई !

टीचर

टीचर प्यारी - टीचर प्यारी,
हम बच्चों को पढ़ाती है .
दुनिया क्या है ,
कैसे जीना,वही हमें समझाती हैं.

कलियुग के इस अंधकार मे,
जलती लौ वो बन जाती है.
खुद आग की गर्मी सहकर,
हमें ज्ञान का प्रकाश दिखाती है !

टीचर प्यारी - टीचर प्यारी,
हम बच्चों को पढ़ाती है.

विनय कुमार गुप्ता ( थर्ड बी "आर्मी स्कूल ")