Sunday, December 10, 2017

नेपाल , ओली , प्रचण्ड , बाबुराम , देउवा : हामी नेपालीका कमजोरी


     प्रतिनिधि सभा र प्रदेश सभा निर्वाचनको नतिजा आइसकेको छ र यो नतिजालाई अन्य कुराहरु(पार्टीगत जीत-हार) बाट मूल्यांकन गर्नु भन्दा पनि जरुरी रहेको छ यसलाई नेपाली राजनीतिका 'भेट्रान खेलाडी' हरुले ल्याएका नतिजाबाट मूल्यांकन गर्नु । सिधै भाषामा भन्नु पर्दा , यदि यो पटकको निर्वाचनमा खसेका मत साँचैकै जनताकै विवेकबाट खसेका हुन् भने , यसमा यि पाँच 'भेट्रान' खेलाडीहरु : नेपाल , ओली , प्रचण्ड , बाबुराम , देउवा (यिनीहरुका पछिल्ला कृयाकलाप एवं कार्यसम्पादनलाई मध्यनजरमा राखेर र हामी नेपालीका चेत भएको चेतनालाई स्विकारेर) नराम्रोसँग पछारिनुपर्ने थियो । तर त्यसो भएन । यसको फल: अब हामी फेरि कम्तिमा पाँच वर्ष यिनीहरुकै सत्ता खोसाखोसमा दर्शक भएर बस्नुपर्नेछ । 
      
       यि पाँच नेताले जित्नु भनेको नेपाली जनताको चेतनाले हार्नु हो । किनकी अहिलेको नतिजाले हामी आम नेपालीको जनचेतनास्तर प्रस्ट पारिदिएको छ । अब यिनीहरुले जित्नु पछाडिको रहस्य या त आम जनताद्वारा अझै यिनको लोभलालचमा फसेर भोट खसालिएको भएकोेले होस् या व्यक्तिगत अवसरलाई ध्यानमा राखेर भोट खसालिएको भएको हुनाले होस् या त निर्वाचनको मतगणना नै झेलझालबाट भएको हुनाले होस् ; जुनसुकै खण्डमा यो हामी नेपालीको हार हो । अब फेरि , यिनीहरुले जित्नुको कारण यिनीहरुसँग एकसेएक नेपालीगुण्डा भएका भएर होला , एकसेएक बहिर्मुखी घागडान कार्यकर्ता भएकाले होला , विदेशीबाट चलखेल , समर्थन  भएकोले होला ,  जुन सुकै कारण भएपनि यिनीहरुले फरि पनि जित्नु भनेको हाम्रो कमजोरी देखिनु हो , हाम्रो हार हो , लोकतान्त्रिक चेतनाको हार हो , हाम्रो बुद्धिविवेक र साहसको हार हो ।
      
      यि पाँच कुन श्रेणी या गुणका नेता हुन् भनेर बुझ्नलाई धेरै कष्ट गर्नु पर्दैन , केवल एक सोच-परीक्षण गर्दा हुन्छ : के कुनै पनि विकसित या विकासोन्मुख मुलुक : अमेरिका , या जापान या नर्वे या भारतैमा पनि त्यहाँका जनताले यस्ता नेतालाई कुर्सीमा बस्ने मौका दिन्थे होला ? उत्तर कसैलाई दिइराख्नु पर्दैन , आफैँसँग इमान्दार भएर सोध्दा हुन्छ । मेरो चैँ उत्तर के छ भन्दा : त्यस्ता मुलुकमा यिनले कुर्सीमा बस्नु त के कुर्सी सुँघ्नपनि पाउँदैनथे !    
      
     विश्वका अन्य मुलुकका नागरिक अग्ला भवन , पूल , रेल , प्लेन , एयरपोर्टका कुरामा रमाउँदा हुन् र गर्व गर्दा हुन् । हामी भने त्यै एउटै सगरमाथामानै सिमित रहनुपर्ने जस्तो देखिन्छ अब । किनकी न यि मध्य कुनै एउटासँग आफैँ केहि गर्ने हुत्ती छ , न त यिनले एक-अर्कालाई या अरुलाई केहि गर्न दिने वाला छन् !

      अन्य मुलुकका नागरिक भव्य कुरा गरुन् , हामी नेपाली भने नेपालको बोली , ओलीको ज्वाईँ , प्रचण्डको छोरा , बाबुरामको बुद्धि (?) , देउवाकी श्रीमतीमै अड्किरहौँ ! हाम्रो पुर्पुरोमा सायद यति मात्र लेखिएको रहेछ ।। 

Thursday, November 23, 2017

यहाँ छु म ... (चार्ल्स बुकव्स्की)


मातेको फेरि बिहानको ३ बजे । आफ्नो दोस्रो बोतलको अन्त्यमा
वाईनको, मैले टाइप गरिसकेँ दर्जन देखि पन्ध्र पाना
काव्यको
एक बुढो मान्छे
तरुणी केटीहरुको शरीरको लागि पागल भएको यो
सिकुंडती सन्ध्यामा
कलेजो गयो
मृगौला गयो
माथिल्लो-तहको रक्तचाप


समाप्त (बुकव्स्की)

हामी छौँ गुलाफ जस्ता जसले कहिले वास्ता गरेका छैनौँ
फूल्ने जब हामी फूलेका भए हुन्थ्यौँ र
यस्तो हो जस्तो कि
सूर्य दिक्क भईसकेको छ 
कुर्दाकुर्दै 

कलाकक्षमा गाईहरु (बुकव्स्की)

कलाकक्षमा गाईहरु (बुकव्स्की)

राम्रो मौसम
हुन्छ
राम्रो नारी
झैँ –
त्यो सँधै आईपर्देन
र जब आईपर्छ
त्यो टिकिरहँदैन ।
पुरुष हुन्छ
अझ स्थिर :
यदि ऊ खराब छ भने
सम्भावना छ कि
ऊ त्यस्तै नै रहिरहन्छ
या यदि ऊ असल छ भने
ऊ झूण्डिरहला,
तर एउटा नारी
परिवर्तित हुन्छे
बच्चा
उमेर
आहार
बातचीत
सम्भोग
चन्द्रमा
अनुपस्थिति अथवा
सूर्यको उपस्थिति
या राम्रो समय
द्वारा ।
एउटा नारीको स्याहारसुसार गर्नैपर्छ
निर्वाहमा
प्रेम ले
जहाँ कि एउटा पुरुष बन्न सक्छ
बलियो

घृणित भएर । 

जीवन दर्शन



कहिले काहीँ ,
आफैँले भोगेको अपमान स्विकार्दा र प्रकट गर्दा पनि
बडो आनन्द महसुस हुँदो रहेछ ।
त्यसैले यो गाथा:

म उपबुज्रुग पत्रकार हुँदा बखतको हो यो कुरा
घुमिरहेँको थिएँ एकदिन पशुपति घाट किनारा
त्यहि जलिरहेका शरीर, पण्डितजन् आफन्त टोलाउँदा
झ्याऊ लाग्दा साधु वैराग्य निम्त्याउँदा ।

त्यहिँ टोलाइ बसेको थियो एक मान्छे आनन्दमा
चुरोट तानौँ भनी बसेँ त्यसैको बगलमा
चिता हेर्दै प्याच्च बोली हालेँ यो सारा जीवन के होला
यसरी जलिसकेपछि जुन चाहना-गर्व थियो त्यो कहाँ जाला !

लगाएको थियो सामान्य कपडा आखाँको हेराई सादा
मुसुक्क मस्कियो हेर्दै म तिर, थियो गजबको मर्यादा !
केहि बेर केहि बोलेन हिच्किचायो पोख्न आफ्ना भावना विचार सारा
तर जब ऊ बोल्न थाल्यो शरीर भर काँडा उम्रे मेरा !

के भन्यो उसले भनी चाहीँ नबताइहालुम् होला
तर भनेँ मैले के त्योँ चाहीँ गाथासम्वत जरुरी रहला :  
' यति तगडा कुरा गर्नु भो तँपाइले यसलाई सुनुन् संसारै सारा
लेख्नु तँपाई, पत्रकार हुँ म यस्ता कुरा नै न हुन् मेरा आहारा !
तँपाईलाई पनि छापिए'सि हुने छ धेरै नै फाइदा
दिलाइदिन्छु म दाम – नाम जीवन अनि काइदा !
यस्तो मान्छेले यस्तो खल्लो जीवन के बाँचिरहेको होला !
साथ दिनु मेरो, अनि चार दिनभित्रै स्त्रीहरुलाई वरपर नचाउनुहोला '

यति भनी कुरिबसेँ जवाफ त्यसको के-के न आउला भनेर
मुसुक्क हाँस्यो त्यो मान्छे फेरि , अनि भन्यो यस्तो कपाल कनाएर :

' के दाम दिनु हुन्छ तँपाइले ? म ता कुटी जीवन बाँच्न पनि हुन्छ भनीसकेको व्यक्ति हुँ  
के नाम दिलाउनु हुन्छ तँपाइले ? हरेक मान्छेलाई नग्न देख्छु तिनको दाग-कोठी सबै देखिसकेको वैरागी हुँ ।
हाँसो उठ्छ तँपाईले यसरी आफ्नो निम्ति महलको प्रलोभन मलाई दिदाँ
दाग-दोष सबकोदेखेको मान्छेलाई त्यहि सबको माझ नाम कमाउन व्याकुल सम्झँदा
भेट्दा तँपाइलाई रमाइलो लाग्यो , दाम-नाममा रुची मेरो छैन
सर्ट-पेन्ट लगाएको छु भन्दैमा ईश्वर म बाट पर छ भन्ने हैन ।  
केहि थाहा छ भन्दैमा सुनाउँदै हिँड्नु पर्छ भन्ने छैन
थाहा नहुने उफ्रन्छ, थाहा हुने त खामोशै रहन खोज्छ नि हैन ?'

त त्यसरी कसैलाई नबुझि प्याच्च केहि भन्दा लाजमर्दो नै लागेको थियो
कर्तव्यको निम्ति मात्रै नत्र पत्रकारितामा त्यस दिन देखि रुची नै शुन्य भै  ' गएको हो ।


Sunday, August 13, 2017

नेपाल राष्ट्रमा के गर्ने?


       राष्ट्र, भन्ने अवधारणा त्यति अत्यावश्यक अवधारणा होइन। राष्ट्र या राष्ट्रहरु भएनन् भने पृथ्वीमा हामी मानिसहरु बाच्नै सक्दैनौँ भन्ने पनि होइन, अन्य थुप्रै विकल्पहरु छन्, हुन सक्लान्। राष्ट्रवादी हुनै पर्छ भन्ने पनि होइन, झण्डालाई छातीमा नराखि निदाउनेहरुले पनि उच्च भन्दा उच्च सपना देखेका र सपनालाई विपनामा परिवर्तन गर्ने उपाय कल्पेका उदाहरणहरु थुप्रै छन्। तर, घुँडा नटेक्ने, हात नजोड्ने, न-निहुरिने, लचकदार नबन्ने र भाग्यको हातमा आफ्नो जीवनलाई नछाड्ने हो भने, हामी आफूलाई यस्तै एउटा राष्ट्रको अवधारणाको नतिजा – नेपाल – मा थन्किएको, सढेको पाउँछौँ र जतिसुकै राष्ट्रको अवधारणालाई अनावश्यक, बेकूफी, वाहियात भने पनि यहि अवधारणाको प्रतिफल भोगिरहेको पाउँछौँ।

     नित्य बिहानै अँधेरो सकिने बित्तिकै या साँझदेखि पूरै अँधेरो नभएसम्म समुद्रको छाल हेरि टोलाएर बस्छु, यो कुरा नेपालमा बसेर भन्न पाइदैन...भन्न पाइएला तर गर्न पाइदैन। अन्त गएर त्यसो गर्न पाइएला तर त्यसको लागि कि त माथी उल्लेखित हात जोड्ने, ईत्यादि प्रकृयाहरु गर्नु पर्यो कि त अति नै प्रतिभा या प्रभावशाली व्यक्ति हुनु पर्यो। अब जाबो समुद्र हेरेर टोलाउनको लागि पनि अत्यन्त प्रतिभाशाली या प्रभावशाली व्याक्ति हुनु पर्ने कस्तो जीवन हाम्रो! यो दुई गुण भइदिएका भए समुद्र हेरेर टोलाइ बस्नै पर्दैन थियो होला। मजा दिने कुरा अरु नै हुन्थे। तर अनन्त पानी र उदाउदो या अस्ताउँदो सूर्य आफ्नै घरमा ढुक्कसँग बसि हेर्न पाएका भए कति नेपाली प्रेरित हुन्थे होलाः धेरै माझी हुनुको साथसाथै कति कवि निस्किन्थे होला, कति दार्शनिक, कति कलाकार, कति बैज्ञानिक, कति सद्गुण भएका, साहसी आत्मबलिदान दिनेहरु। त्यस्को मतलव सबै समुद्र हुने ठाउँका मान्छे कवि, दार्शनिक, कलाकार,वैज्ञानिक, ईत्यादि हुन्छन् भन्ने होइन, तर यो राष्ट्र भन्ने अवधारणाको प्रतिफल – नेपाल - मा भएका मान्छेहरुको मनको भित्र एउटा जादुयी केहि छ...जुन शब्दमा बयान गर्न नसकिएला तर जुन सायद पहिलानै समुद्र भइदिएको भए उसैले निकालिदिन्थ्यो। तर समुद्र नभएकै कारणले पनि त्यो जादुयी केहि भएको होला...भन्न सकिदैन! तर अहिले त्यो जादुयी केहि लाई बौद्धिकताको हिसाबले तल्लो भन्दा तल्लो प्राणीलाई पनि शिर झुकाउन बाध्य बनाउने तुच्छ चाहना, फूर्ति, देखावटीपना, अर्थहिन प्रतिस्पर्धा र भैरव अर्यालले भने झैँ – अत्याधिक मपाईले ढाकेको छ – जसलाई अब पखाल्न सायद समुद्रकै पानी थोरै पर्छ।

      यो भयो समुद्रको कुरा, यो त्यति जरुरी न होला। यसको सट्टामा हामीले हिमाल, नदी, पहाड, ताल जस्ता कुरा पनि त पायौँ तर भित्र मनबाट भन्ने हो भने, हिमाल हेरि के बस्नु! नदी जाबो हेरि के टोलाउनु! पहाड जाबो पथ्थरबाट के फाइदा! ताल – बेताल। यस्ता कुराबाट, न कोस्ट, न इम्पोर्ट-एक्सपोर्ट, न सर्फ – न बीच। यस्ता अर्थहिन कुरा प्रति केवल खैरेलाई मजा लाग्छ – बेकूफ खैरे!

       यो भन्दा बाहेक यहि राष्ट्रको अवधारणाको प्रतिफल – नेपाल – मा भएकाले हामीले अन्य धेरै कुरा गुमायौँ, थुप्रै कुरा भन्न पाएनौँ। जस्तो – यो हामीले अहिले चलाइरहेको कुरा म या मेरै दाजुभाईले बनाएको हो – कहिले भन्न पाएनौँ। संसारलाई यो विचार मेरै हजुरबा को हजुरबा को हजुरबा... ले दिएको हो पनि कहिले भन्न पाएनौँ। संसारको यो कुराको जन्म मेरो ठाउँबाट भएको हो, भन्न पाएनौँ। अँ फलानो सालको फलानो वर्ल्ड च्याम्पयिन म जस्तै एउटा मान्छे भा ‘ को थियो – यो पनि भन्न पाएनौँ। त्यो कलाकार छ नि, हो त्यो यहि गाउँमा जन्मेको हो – यो पनि भन्न पाएनौँ। फैलिदै मेरो देश त अस्ट्रेलिया सम्म झण्डै पुगेको थियो – पनि भन्न पाएनौँ। त्यो बेलायतको वैज्ञानिक थ्यो नि निउटन...हो हो...त्यसले गुनगुनाउने गाना मैरै ठाउँको मान्छेले लेखेको हो – यो पनि भन्न पाएनौँ। यो अहिलेको अणु र अन्तरिक्षको सिद्दान्त छ नि, त्यो धेरै पहिले यो मेरै दे... – यो भन्न पाउने त परे जाओस्! समुद्रबाट त पाइएन-पाइएन मान्छेबाट पनि हामी प्रेरित हुन पाएनौँ।

तर यि सब भए साना-तिना कुरा। अन्तरिक्षकै कुरा गरिरहँदा, यसै सम्बन्धी एउटा ठूलो कुरा पनि हामीले गुमाउँदै छौँ...र सायद कहिले नपाउलाउँ। त्यो कुरा के भन्दा – चौधौँ पन्ध्रौँ सताब्दीमा युरोपमा परिवर्तन र ज्ञानको महत्व देखि रनसाँ को बाहार चलेको थियो, जसको नतिजा स्वरुप मान्छेहरु युरोपलाई सानो ठानेर संसारलाई राम्रोसँग बुझ्न, खोज्न, खान हिँडेका थिए। त्यस्तै केहि आज पनि हुँदै छ...हुन जे सुकै कारणको लागि होस् तर – पृथ्वीलाई सानो ठानि मानिस अन्तरिक्षमा डुल्न हिँड्दै छन्। सबै गइरहेका छन्। यस्तोमा राष्ट्रको अवधारणाको नतिजा – नेपाल – मा भएकाले गर्दा हामीले यो सौभाग्य पनि गुमाउने छौँ जस्तो लागि रहेको छ। पृथ्वीले हाम्रै लागि भनेर तयार पारिदिएको रस त राम्रो सँग चाखेनौ-चाखेनौ/ चाख्न सकेनौँ-सकेनौँ...अब ताराहरुले तयार पारिदिएका रस पनि छुट्ला जस्तो छ। यस्तो मा के गर्ने हो?

     ‘प्रतिफल भोगियो, अभागीको कर्म...तर गौतम बुद्ध र सगरमाथा, भृकुटी र सीता, अरनिको र वीर गोरखाली’ भनेर घरी चित्त बुझाउँदै घरी गनगन गर्दै जीवन सिद्दाउने कि?

‘राष्ट्रको अवधारणा नै गलत छ’ , भन्दै बसिरहने कि?

‘यि तुच्छ होइनन्...सबथोक - आनन्द - दिने चाहनाहरु, यि छिमेक – साथीभाई - ईष्टमित्र माझ लगाइने फूर्ति, यो रमण महर्षिले पनि स्विकारेका – ‘म’ नै सबथोक हुन्...यि भन्दा बढी चाहिया छैन...आ.....’, भन्दै बस्ने कि?

‘हैन! समुद्र, विश्चयुद्ध मा त छुटेँ...अन्तरिक्षमा त म छुट्दिन’, भनेर ब्याग बोकि हात जोडि, घुँडा टेकि, चिठ्ठा हालि, रिझाई/फकाई/निहुरी/लच्कि जे गरेर हुन्छ गरेर...अन्त भाग्ने कि?

‘अवधारणाको कारणले, अरु र अरुको कारणले धेरै कुरा छुटेछन्, ठिक छ...तर अब म यहि अवधारणालाई अप्रत्यक्ष कृपादान सम्झिन्छु...जे छ त्यसैको फाइदा उठाई’, भन्दै आफ्नो बाहुला सारी, ‘तर अंधकारमा हैन..असली ज्ञान हासिल गर्न तर्फ लागि परी, साहसले छाती भर्न तर्फ ध्यान दिई, सही कुरा रचना गरी, सही लक्ष्यराखी त्यसैको लागि अब मेरो जीवन समर्पित गर्छु...लिब्यामा बनेको पागलको नदी झैँ यहाँ जे छ त्यसैबाट पागलको सागर र पागलको अन्तरिक्ष यान बनाउँछु’, भनेर केहि गर्ने कि?

के गर्ने हो? 

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Self Sufficiency


He who is satisfied in the self has no other duty more important – Bhagavad Gita, 3:17
Sufficiency is a state of fulfillment of an end, the completeness. Self Sufficiency likewise, is the ability to reach to such ends by the Self only, without being dependent on any other thing apart from the Self whatsoever. By the concept of Self, we can understand the one whom man identifies as being Me or I. So, Self Sufficiency is simply, one’s self itself being sufficient or enough to reach any ends.
Of all the ends, one end that is common in all men and the strife for which gives birth to many other states is happiness (satisfaction). Sufficiency in happiness is the state where happiness is reached, achieved. It is the completeness of the end, the fulfillment of that end. Self Sufficiency, in this sense implies the ability to be happy or satisfied by one’s own self, without being dependent on any other factors at all. This is the very meaning of the verse from the Bhagawad Gita mentioned at the beginning of this essay. That particular verse even goes onto say that this Self Sufficiency is the most important thing in one’s life, with no other work being more important. So, how important this Self Sufficiency regarding happiness really is and to what extent is the application of it possible in our lives, is the question which we now look to answer at first after which we will attempt to look at it from a collective viewpoint and move to other objects of sufficiency.
That thing can be deemed to be as the most important thing which is the most worth having, the best. In our lives, happiness or satisfaction clearly is that thing which is the most worth having, the best, the most worthy. So, sufficiency of happiness is the best state or the most perfect state in which a man can be. It implies having been happy, the completeness of the end, happiness. Sufficiency in regards to happiness then, is the most important state in us. Self Sufficiency likewise, is our ability to be happy on our own, by our Self without being dependent on any other thing whatsoever. It is our ability to do the most important thing in our life, but, by our Self only.
Now, having defined certain terms and established a relationship between importance and Self Sufficiency, we will look at things from an external point of view, we will look at those other things which are apart from the Self, after which only will we be able to answer the question of its real importance and also its applications.
A predicate most naturally attached to man is social. Man is a social being, is a fact that requires not much of proving. The community man naturally creates, the value he plants on his peers, the dependency he has on others, the value he has for social success, the disdain he shows for loneliness and the emotion he shows in birth and death of others are enough to validate that fact. Man then, lives in a social environment, thrives in it and relies in it. His attainment of that chief end, happiness, too is dependent on social agents. He relies on his social peers in order to achieve that end and how he does that is not even required to be mentioned. Now, the curiosity naturally arises as to how a being so dependent on society can conform to concepts such as Self Sufficiency which is completely dependent on the Self only. They seem to be on completely opposite poles and at first glance seem to be two ends that will never meet. But, anyone who comprehends human life and human nature also comprehends the uncertainty that surrounds them. Many a man is driven by mundane self-interests that completely masks his knowledge of the most important thing and the actual end that a human nature strives for or should strive for. This lack of knowledge indulges him in such interests which cover his mind so entirely that he becomes nothing but a petty creature striving for petty interests and finds himself surrounded by conflicts and issues which, seen from a more contemplative mind, is nothing but a folly. This particular nature of man which arises out of nothing but ignorance and which cannot be corrected no matter how hard one tries and also some established truth of man’s life such as inconsistency, change and death are the reasons why Self Sufficiency is the most important thing in a man’s life.
It is a folly to place ones most important and valuable thing into the hands of others and it is wise to keep such things with the self. This applies to every important and valuable thing. Now, in our case, since happiness or satisfaction is that most important thing, depending on others for it is nothing but a folly. Hence, being reliant on creatures such as fellow men who are drowned in ignorance and bound with inconsistency, change and death, for the achievement of the Self’s most important thing is clearly the biggest folly. As happiness is the end of our lives and therefore the most important thing in our life, sufficiency being the state of its achievement, not depending on others for it specially the kinds which are the most ignorant ones, Self Sufficiency naturally becomes the most important thing in one’s life as it guarantees our satisfaction. In the worst case, we will be hampered by only one man’s ignorance not of the multitude.
Self Sufficiency must be carried forward with the maxim, First the best, than the rest.
It is under this context that Chanakya’s words intelligently reverb:
For the self every other thing has to be sacrificed.

Now, labels such as selfish or self-centered might be attached to any man who wants to be self-sufficient (from happiness’ sense), but isn’t it better to possess the most important thing in our lives and be called a selfish man than be called a selfless man but be a victim of ignorance of others being devoid of the thing that is the most worth having?
One might argue regarding the worth of family and friends in one’s life and how much they are conjoined together in this journey to achieve the most important thing. Yes, family and friends do exist but they only become of value if they aid one in his path to achieve that end. Let us all strife for our own ends individually and help each other in the attainment of that end rather than create meaningless attachments with each other in the name of love which will do good to no one and will only make us weak, is what one must be able to tell his family and also his friends. All other supports from and to them, plays with them and moments one spends with them ought to be for him only a surplus, a bonus which shall neither add nor decrease anything from his self-achieved satisfaction. All such supports, plays and moments ought to only be a pastime or matters of intellectual interest in this life, as the most important thing will have already been achieved. Also, there is nothing wrong with prioritizing the characters in that pastime depending on intellectual interests.
Now let us look at Self Sufficiency from a material sense. Unlike happiness, a normal man has not been able to devise a method to generate food and water from himself and even if he had been able to devise such a method, it would be futile and unnecessary to sought after as such things are not an end in themselves but only the means to an end. Resources such as food and water and many others are vital for our existence, no doubt and are limited such that sufficiency of them is never really possible. Since we do not own by ourselves any geographical part in this earth where such resources are available, material Self Sufficiency is further not possible. Of course, we can strife for the ownership of such geographical parts by various methods, but all such strife will do is indulge us in mundane self-interests and take us away from our true end. This does not mean, however, that one ought to live as a beggar or a nomad, all it means is that one ought to be indifferent towards such material sufficiency and understand that he will never be materially sufficient and in case he becomes such, it would only be as a result of his petty self-interest and ignorance of thing of true value. With the end in mind, one has to treat material possessions as surpluses only which are to neither increase or decrease anything from his self-achieved satisfaction. Such objects ought to only be looked upon as means and not as an end, hence, placing no value or attachment in them and utilizing them only so much as they are needed in the process of attainment of the real end, or in case of some, as a pastime or intellectual interest.

Monday, March 6, 2017

Walking around the city on a mid summer day

Walking around the city on a mid summer day
With intent on the heart just too personal to say
Waiting games everywhere for sparks to abray
'Where am I, Where are they' heeds in this impermanent stay.

A ring of smoke through a glass tries to make its way
The glass shatters and so the smoke makes its journey to the ray
An old witch watches all this; she merely wants to play
Oh! that walk around the city on a mid summer day.

Sitting on her broom, she flies up towards her prey
With devious smile she asks the smoke: Where you headed, hey?
I will take you faster wherever it is for I know a shorter way
Just hop into my broom , you won't even have to pay.

The ring of smoke, wise as it was, just ignored the affray
Flew it quietly towards its end, just moved along alday
The Restless witch in frustration, all her secrets did relay
Can't stand loneliness, she said, let me go with you, instead i'll give you a pay.

Off they went, on her broom, close towards that ray
Can't handle it, just not ready yet, I'll come some other day
said the witch with tears in her eyes as she turned to go her way
You've used me well, all well for you, i wish and honestly pray.

So walking around the city on a mid summer day
Never know what you might be, its all a goddamn play
Waiting games somewhere, who told them to obey?
Wrong questions if you ask, you are bound to go astray!



Friday, March 3, 2017

A social analysis.

Kathmandu:
You know how things they are!
The glass with which the middle aged women see the world
Is the same glass with which the men look around this all
The men are yet to fall!

Kathmandu:
You know how things they are!
and the younger men(boys) don't even crave for sex with all their heart!
They don't even know anyone bizzare...

Kathmandu:
You know how things they are!
and now the men with guitar around their shoulder
have put themselves under the same category the mighty ass falls under!
The men are yet to fall
and learn from that all...

Kathmandu:
The women at least seem to have catched up with the global call
While men are yet to learn from their fall
(damn! The men are yet to even fall).

Kathmandu:
You know how things to be they are!
no Devkota will be born again
no birds are to find their human friend; a shame!
The clouds will roll, rain rare as a good damn peer
The floods will flow, boat blunt as a thin man's blow.
Mirror oh mirror on the eyes
When will you shatter? You've grown oversize.

Thursday, March 2, 2017

but is it necessary for a fish to know why he is a fish?


And now there's money in his pocket
So confidence in his walks and talks.
Yet he still does not have any idea whatsoever:
Why all this takes place at the first place!

Difficulty lies in sundries.


Living a life is not at all difficult.
Living a desires fulfilled or unfulfilled life
Or a desires eradicated life is!

Monday, February 27, 2017

Yes we can!


So when they tell you:
You can do it!
its difficult to admit,
but they're correct:
We all can do it!
See
we all are like those copper wires;
every single copper wire can do it (electricity conduction).
We are the same,
every single one of us can do it
Whatever be our definitions of it!
We are made to do it,
Rather It itself was made with us under consideration
and we will, no matter how hard we try:
never be able to will to do that 'it',
which is beyond our limitations.
It's only weakness that makes us believe elsewise
Enamel does that to copper too!
Weakness for us is unnatural or forced.
We just need to burn off our enamels...
and then,
Yes we will do it
for it pertains on the nature of us to do it.









Tale of some man.

And slowly but surely
as the days go by...
A man gets used to a lot of things:
Rejections and deceptions and anxieties from women
Heartaches from his failures
The wanna be and so-called musicians, celebrities!
The all important diplomatic bastards
The posers, the pretentious'
The dogs wails' and all so many things...
He gets tired of trying,
and every burden
every feeling he has ever had to bear!
He gets used to adversity
not before calling it worse than death itself
and so...
He gets used to death itself.
Yes he gets used to death too,
and then...
he gets tired of life
and everything it possibly contains!
nothing matters to him anymore:
Absolutely Nothing!
He then merely passes his time,
looks around and tries to understand
Yet he understands nothing!
and then he gets used to not understanding too...
And then he understands.

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Specific Works


The big cats and
thunders,
roar!
Poets a poem compose...



Two cigarettes better than a friend

Twenty rupees in my pocket:
that's all!
Two full cigarettes if kept unbroken
A friend waiting outside
A smoker too...
Meet him and share
Or smoke alone with contemplative stare
I chose to not meet him!

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

जंगलमा फोटोग्राफर

शहरका नाटक कति खिच्नु भनेर फोटोग्राफर श्रीराम आफ्नो क्यामरा बोकेर जंगलतर्फ हिँडेको छ

श्रीरामः
हिँड्दैछु आज यो जंगलको बाटो
कोही छैन केवल म र देशको माटो
रुख छन् हरिया, छैनन् कतै चरा
एक्लो छु म त म र मेरो क्यामरा

श्रीराम सबैतिर हेर्छ,  केही फोटोहरु लिन्छ।

श्रीरामः
फोटो खिच्न लायक यहाँ केही छैन
लाईक बीना मनले पाउँदैन चैन
बाघ न भालु केही रै'न्छ यहाँ
सुन्दरता खोज्न दैव, अब जाउँ कहाँ!

निकै बेर वरपर डुलिसकेपछि थकित भएको श्रीराम एउटा रुखको मुनी बस्छ। आँखा चिम्म मात्र के गरेको हुन्छ, उसले जंगल भित्र कतै आवाज सुन्छ 

श्रीरामः
के हो यो कहाँबाट यो के आवाज आयो
के फेसबुकमा राख्न अब फोटो पाईयो
मान्छेको जस्तो, तर छैन स्पष्ट
के यसले सुल्झाउला त मेरो यो कष्ट!

श्रीराम जुरुक्क उठी, आवाजको पछाडी दौडिन्छ। एउटा ठाउँमा उसले दुईटा कुकुर देख्छ। एउटाले घाँटीमा बेल्ट बाँधेको छ

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
के यार तँ यस्तो दुःख मा बाँचिरा'
यस्तो बोधो ठाउँको कष्ट सहिरा'
हिँड दाजु-भाई सँगै बसौँला
गाऔँला-हासौँला मिठो-मिठो खाऔँला

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
जान्न तँ सँग यहीँ नै म ठिक छु
गु चाट्नु भन्दा त भोको नै मर्छु

श्रीराम छक्क पर्छ 

श्रीरामः
के अचम्म को कुरा यो देखियो
कुकुर चलाउँदै छन् मनुष्य झैँ जिब्रो
फोटो खिच्न सके लाखौँमा खेलिन्थ्यो
पत्र-पत्रिकामा मेरै नाम छापिन्थ्यो
बोल्ने कुकुर पत्ता लगाउने विद्वान
भनी कहिलिन्थ्यो देश विदेशमा नाम
तर कसरी पो खिच्ने यिनको तस्विर
देखे सिद्दाउलान् मलाई नै नहुँ ऐले नै वीर

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
के भो' त यार अलि-अलि चाटेर
के-के पाइन्छ तब तैँ हेर आएर
जाडो-गर्मी-पानी सबैबाट बचिन्छ
जे-जे भन्यो तै-तै मजाले खाइन्छ

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
हैन म जंगली यहि मेरो घर
म जाँदिन बुझ यो गर्न छाड् कर
बाबा-अंकल जाँदा त म यहिँ अँडे
गु चाट्नु भन्दा त भोक नै सहेँ

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
आमाले सम्झिन्छिन् कति धेरै तँलाई
छोरो ल्याईदे भनी पठा'कि हुन् मलाई
बाँच्नको लागि जे पनि गर्नु पर्छ
नत्र यसरी नै दुब्लाई मर्ने डर छ

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
मलाई त्यस्तो केही रहर नै छैन
खरायो मुसाले नै पाउँछु म चैन

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
तेरो कुरा पनि कति अचम्मको
तेहिँ पुग्न सब्ले गर्छन् जमर्को
तँ भने चैँ मौका मिल्दा नि आउँदैनस्
यस्तो ताल ले सुख कहिले पाउँदैनस्

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
यहाँ राजा जस्तो बस्न छाडेर
को जान्छ त्यहाँ स्वाभिमान तोडेर
खुला भई घुम्न मै मलाई सोख छ
यो सानो जंगलमै मेरो सबथोक छ

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरले आँखा चिम्म गरेर लामो सास लिन्छ

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
के भा'को तिमरु यस्तो जीवन छाडी
किन जान्छौ तयहाँ हिँड्न पेटी बानी
नाच-गान कुदाई सबै गर्न पाइन्छ
मान्छेलाई अत्याउँदा मजा आइहाल्छ
यस्तो छाडी गयौ शहरमा बाँच्न
मान्छेकै चाकडी गरी उसको इसारामा हाँस्न
मान्छेको आफ्नो फाइदाको निम्ती
दौडाउँछन् ए हामीलाई फर्कि गर्छु विन्ती

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुर केही बेर टोलाउँछ

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
यस्तो लाई तँ रमाईलो भन्दैछस्!
हाहा! यो हेर्न तयार भै'बस्

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरले आफ्नो बेल्टबाट आई-फोन निकाल्छ 

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
त्यहाँ यस्तो विधी चलाउन पाइन्छ
जस बाटै सारा संसार देखिन्छ
देखाउँछु एउटा कुरा हेर्न तयार हो
त्यसपछि के गर्छस् तेरै मर्जी भै'भो

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरले एउटा अश्लील भिडियो देखाउँछ। बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुर ट्वाल्ल परेर भिडियो हेर्छ

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
के हुन्छ र यस्तो कुरा लाई हेरेर
अरुको संभोग प्रकृयामा आँखा गाडेर!


बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
के हुँदैन भन् न यहि सबथोक
यस्तो हेर्न-गर्न थाले'सि बिर्सिइन्छ भोक

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
यस्तो हेरेर नि' केहि हुन्छ र कहीँ!
छाउरा चाइया' छैन, ठिक छु म एक्लै

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
धत् लाटा छाउराको लागि हैन यो
यो त उताको मोजमस्तीको लागि पो
मान्छे कुकुर सबै यसैको लागि बाँच्छन्
यो भनेपछि एक-अर्काको ज्यान नै लिन्छन्
याद गर र त्यो कुरा तँ आफैँले गरिरा'
यस्तै कुरामा तँ उता रमाइरा'

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरले  धेरै बेर सम्म भिडियो हेर्दै कलपना गर्छ।  निकै बेर पछि बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरले भिडियो बन्द गरेर फोनलाई बेल्टमा फिर्ता हाल्छ

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
किन हटाइस् तँ त्यो मजा आइरा'थ्यो
बल्ल त जीउ सिरिंग गर्न थाल्या थ्यो
कत्रो हो त्यो चीज विचित्र
लौ कष्ट पर्यो मलाई आफ्नो भित्र

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
देखिस् तँलाई मजा त आयो नि'
यस्तो हेरिन्छ गरिन्छ कति आफू गए सि'
यहाँको कुरालाई रमाइलो ठान्थिस्
थाहा पाइस् होला अब के गर्या थिस् मिस 
सजिलै खान पाइन्छ, अझै के-के गरिन्छ
यहाँको जीवनको मुर्ख्याँई बुझिन्छ

बेल्ट नबानेको कुकुरः
ओहो यसको लागि के गरौँ त मैले?
कसरी तयार हौँ त्यहाँ पुग्न ऐलेई?

बेल्ट बानेको कुकुरः
केही नगर मुख बन्द राख
अनि मनुष्य दानको सुवास चाख

श्रीरामः
गयो ब्वाँसो लौ, कुकुर झैँ शहरमा
के अर्थ रहन्छ र खिचे अब तस्विरमा
के यस्तै लोभले पालतु हुन्छन् सबै
के पालतु भइसकेको छु म आफैँ
के थियो यो सपना याँ देखे मैले सत्य
कस्तो जंगल हो यो निस्की हालौँ ऐले!

                                                        समाप्त।।




 
 


Sunday, February 19, 2017

For them, By them

Ear clouded by advertisement,
melodies that pierce to provoke
every note drawing closer...
closer to their whistle evermore!


Eyes addicted to digital gleam,
colours to keep at bay
every image sucking underneath...
into a hole to climb up nevermore!


Mind desperate for engagement,
stories to marvelously absorb
well planned to excite-frustrate-absorb!
every single thing well planned
well planned for uniformity forevermore!

State of the Art

So
I put on my headphones
and go out for a walk
in this busy city:
vehicles, buildings, lights
horns, engines, rants, rallies, television, talks,
boasts...
listening to:
'8 hours of Birds and River Sounds (No Loop)'.

Saturday, February 18, 2017

A swan still a swan

So
a white swan
after spending 5 years amongst crows,
is soon floating away
without even a plume black dyed!

This is why we are fools for each other:


That which is death for you,
for me is salvation...
That which is death for me,
is something that is yet beyond even your imagination...

The Sun


Crawling as those stinging 'sects up up on the part
wounds painful and troubling slinging deep down on the heart.
Try to kill one with deadly spray one hundred breed right then and there
watch the bite with concentration pain adds up and you're aware.
'They're here to help you, aid you in this stay'
but they've got no use pitiful game is all they urge to play.
the only way you'll send them off is by simply walking your way
let rest the sun, sense with all you're born;
just walk all night and day!

Thursday, February 16, 2017

and vice versa

Wrong words
spoken with wrong person
at wrong time
in a wrong environment...
and how can you possibly expect to feel right!

A roaring man


Was a kill I was after
I prowled stealthily towards it...
but during my advance
I noticed:
Hyenas, vultures
all kinds of filthy scavengers
and meager predators
the same kill after!
Pumped up though I was
for the first time I noticed
Volition in me...
The choices were clear:
Either continue towards the kill
Or ignore it completely.
I analyzed the circumstances:
If I continue towards the prey
I will have to fight with those mongrels...
and best thing that will happen is I'll own one body
The worst thing hunger!
If I ignore the prey
I will have to fight with my desires...
The worst thing that'll happen is i'll learn a lesson
But The best thing that can happen...

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Failure

Failure:
the spark of reality!
nothing drops you harder to the ground...
Play your sankha over the death of my hope
billion voices already phssing over gravity and me tying rope.
One shot of the syringe containing this realization
and all those who've flied,climbed,dived,had ride,lied,discharged, fried...
dancing with joy
in this colourful, vivid world,
full of peace, flowers and fragrance
and lovers and love and sweet melodies and
positiveness and warmth and gentleness and greatness:
Success!
while you:
locked in this hell of a world full of:
serpents,deceivers,death,envy,insects,wounds,predators,war,winners,misery
traitors; Failure!

Failure:
Oh You Beauty!
even God failed
I am the testimony...
I am like God
fuck you all!
and the bloody hope is back again
that means got to try yet again...
got to tell success yet again:
God is in me so nothing in vain...



The Longest One Sided Game

The temple bells resonate all around
Priests prepare for divine meal
recite the mantras of yore again
from deep inside a well, a serpent sneaks!

the needful ones amass
the mantras and bells get louder and louder
clouds of metal surround the atmosphere
the serpent stealthily creeps!

'Remember the Lord and hear this...'
if you watch closely you can see them literally shiver.
the priests stare into each others' eyes
They can feel the serpents presence.

'We will ward off that beast',
the head priest yells aloud
'You will finally enjoy your meals tonight'
but he knows the serpent is the reason he is alive!

Suddenly,
black clouds and thunder greet the observers
the serpent permeates through out the air.
'Do not look towards him',
the head priest angrily orders...
'I have eaten your Lords meat
now I have become your sole saviour
Yes I have eaten raw your Gods meat! '

Everyone close their eyes and bow
they blindly listen to the hymns
the bells, the chanks...
No one dares to look up towards the serpent
they trust on priests to ward off that impending beast.

If just one had dared to look up towards the sky
He would see the reality of the serpents eye.
The serpent is not at all there to maim
It just wants to expose the priest's game! 

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

All but humans

There's always been something inside me
not quite deep but nevertheless inside of me
When it goes:
the stars are visible
what the monkey is after is comprehensible
sparrows chirping is suddenly musical.
enough of forcefully trying to fit into man's art
Nature's art is found quite accordable.

Man paints his incompleteness and is desperate to share
Nature paints and she doesn't even care!

I turn up the volumes of man made drones and want them to reveal something to me
(What does man know?)
I pay attention to natures ambiance and the revelation is ready there for me to be...
Never found love from any human, their care is not for me
Nature kind of likes me I found and I have always ignored she!

I have crawled and begged to receive from other humans
but what can they give? What do they have so that they can give?
they've got nothing themselves
for they're all desperate for their own never ceasing greeds.

It is she who is better than all human mothers and lovers
It is she who is above all preachers and teachers
It is she who creates better than all composers and painters.

So
When it goes:
the stars....
and all doors of possibilities break wide open
But I am a fool
for when it goes
I always rush towards that particular door
of all the doors:
that contains humans!
Ugh! now all but humans


Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Was a friend


So while all the friends were proudly saying:
NO to failure,
he simply said:
NO to fame!
NO to morality...
he used to show us this pen he stole from the classroom
and notes and books from libraries
with a relaxed exhalation of cigarette smoke:
I'm simply practicing,
You see, this whole concept of money is immoral and is based on lies
how can they take what is rightfully mine
and call that theirs
and make me suffer to give them something in return
so that I can finally take what is for me God given!
Everything is fair in making money my friends...
Everything is fair to get what is rightfully mine!
Let their law kill me and destroy my presence
I'd rather fight and die miserable
than fill my head with their weak morals...
and I can actually fight them because:
I do not care about their Fame and Prestige...





Too vast to stay

Body is bound,
the heart beats faster
it is the all pervader!
I can't take it
It can't take it anymore.
The dog wails,
Take me away, throw my chains away
Our time is passing away
We've almost reached to the end
there is no point in attachment and stay!
The drumbeat sounds from far away
dance to this tune now it is all that's there
The drumbeat sounds from deep within
dance to this tune now it is all that's there...


.....

Monday, February 6, 2017

You and I move parallely

Since nothing that includes you is of any use to me
I have built my own little shelter just for me to be.
I have hung a warning board outside for you to see:
Do not provoke! If you want maintained your valuable dignity.


Long ago did I learn a lesson that is the essence of me:
Come what may, do not allow yourself to be miserable;
and that is what I call being truly free!

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Magic that very few possess


There is a strange similarity between arts cookery & sports
apart from the fact that any Bicky-Dicky can learn them quickly
and even boast having done and earned from them profusely...
but there is something else
something that comes straight from the heart
that cannot be taught, imitated...
that something:
which separates the splendid ones from the Bicky-Dickys!
(and yet the Bicky-Dicky assumes he is the splendid one
until reality hits him ruthlessly in the heart region...Bicky-Dickys!)

Friday, February 3, 2017

I wonder why

I look up towards the sky
and wonder why is it that I cannot fly?
then I turn the pages of all written human lies
and find it is my knowledge that wont let me soar up high.


I gaze upon your eyes
and wonder why is it that I do not feel any tie?
then for a moment I let go of all mies and I's
and find its the poison I am fed that wont let me your nigh.


I pay attention to the cries
and wonder why some have to with misery lifelong identify?
then I let go of all bounding regional racial ties
and find it is the same flag-waving that makes sure some while yet alive die.


I look into the sty
and wonder why so many pigs, such limited supply?
then their smell and filth all of a sudden makes me realize:
it is the overvaluation of life, which makes all harmony and happiness possible in a pigs eye!

The Bhagawad Gita ruined me!

So
I decided to apply at least one thing that the Gita had to say:
The most glorious way to God is
by working...
working without expecting anything in return.
Thou shalt work and work and work and work with Him in your heart
but shalt not expect anything from that work in return!
and as it turned out:
I didn't get anything as such in return!
but...
so all my fellow worldeans tell me,
'due to the fact that you didn't get anything at all,
you are ruined!'
but maybe there is a slight difference between
their concept of success and mine!
maybe they assume that this world and existence is theirs
in which I have to fit in...
nincompoops!

My 'Nation'


Do you want to know how,
the concepts of:
Nations, Nationalism, all forms of government and economic
so-called development and advancement
is concealing the real human freedom and
destroying human potential,
slowly but surely decaying man and everything with it?
Well...guess what:
You can't!
you have to have been born and living
in the so-called 'underdeveloped' Nation (the victim) without
being slave to their concept of Success
for that!

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Pastime

he is happy:
who is wise.
he is wise:
who knows the only thing worth knowing:
it is not in oceans and tides
mountains and rides
trophies and prides
revelations and hides
children and wives
nation and tribes
it is not in through by from for any of those...
those are merely bonuses and pastimes! 

Sunday, January 29, 2017

it hurts when a brick actually falls on your head

it is quite simple
to think imagine:
a penguin riding on a horse
in the middle of a desert
while its raining.
that was quick wasn't it?
now try to make it real!


they've come and they've imagined
and even existed through that!
they've destroyed a lot of whatever
and filled pages after pages
just to excite for a while
just for a while...
they've made good use of the greatest weakness in us humans
they've never taught
no one has been able to
because no one has been
they've only imagined and existed

Friday, January 27, 2017

Do as the Lord does

So
if there's a God
who merely for his divine play,
deceives me:
lets Maya dwell in me
creates me and then hides from me,
makes me crawl suffer die reborn beg worship meditate enquire
control-breath destroy-mind pray renounce kneel-down
just to let me have a sight of Him.
then
shall not I
for my survival or to get a sight of Him
merely deceive others?

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Who am I ?

Where doth thy seek me?
Lo! I am everywhere:
in the essence of women I am.
the building of walls I leaven.
I am in Gita, Bible, Al Koran.
I am in Economics; Communism, Capitalisaam.
I am in a poor man's fate,
I am in a businessman's rate.
I am in an atheist I am in a bhaktist.
I am in a philanthropist, I am what makes a theologist. 
I am in a petty thief, I am in a philosopher big.
I am in both the lawbreakers and lawmakers.
I am in feminists I am in those misogynists. 
I am in both sweet talk and big talk.
I am in that writer great,
I am in each and every one of your mate.
I am in the tigers stalk
I am in every omniscients talk.  
I am what makes you glued to your Television
I am in all that internet information fission. 
I am what gives criminal a hope,
I am what makes one believe in dope.
I am what gives reasoning to mind,
I am what makes one drool for the hind.
I am what gives meaning to life,
I am what makes one attached to his wife.
I am there in that great one, I am in that fallen one.
In boredom, in misery, in success, in ecstacy;
in theories, in verity, in nihilists, in epiphany.
I am in the divine intuition of the east,
I am in the dialectic of a western beast.
In Columbus I was, in Aristotle I was. 
In Schools I am, in Universities I am
In speech I am, in smile I am.
I am in every melody and beat,
I am in every Yogis seat.
I am in the richest of America
I am in the emptiness of Antarctica. 
I am in him, I am in you.
the so called great ones say there is something that determines what becomes of you.
in fact,
I am the essence of that too;
Who Am I? 


or do you want to die some more?

all you've realized and all you've known
all you've ever reaped and all you've ever sown:
it all comes down to this
it all boils down to this moment...
this moment to will
this is death:
it will free you!
and make you you! 
can you say 'YES' ?

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Assured where not

Where is it, that which we all are actually after?
Where is the Real end, the what shall be?
Is it in the teaching of a Guru?
or is it in the devotion to a Prabhu?
might it be in medals and praise and honors bestowed?
or might it be in parties and booze and garments pulled out?
is it among friends or true lover or what family shares?
or is it in Name and fame and success adhered?
Where is it?
Where is it, that which we all actually search for:
in rivers and lakes and mountains and dales
in food and music in sight, smell and tales.
Assured is one definitely even if the answer is found not:
it is surely not there,
they continue to spring up where! 

Salvation from Spark

not from any island yard, nor from any bard
let alone from a lass
or a charade pass.
not by receiving, nor by giving
let alone from heaven dwelling
or a must-see sighting.
not through claps, nor through faps
let alone through weekend taps
or a divine hap.
No,
not from anyone or anywhere
not by anyone
not through anything:
if there is a true salvation to be had
it shall be from the only one:
the Unholy one:
the fire igniting
haze inviting
Spark!  

Monday, January 23, 2017

I really really do not understand.

I no longer understand,
When people talk to me:
whether they are being sarcastic or honest!
I no longer understand,
When I stare for a while:
whether life is an opportunity for happiness or deliverance!
No longer understand I:
what the poets write
what the musicians play
what the politicians want!
I don't understand:
those kings of laughter
the television occupiers
the Internet commenters: WHY?
I don't understand:
the filmmakers, the facebook posers,
the youtube teachers/ preachers/ all-knowers/ celebrity-status seekers
the blog text-editors, the horn honkers!
I don't understand your:
biker-man, restaurant man, government- man
guitar-man, Superman, ladies-man, the genius man. 
I don't understand:
the success and failure of a sportsman
let alone a feminist woman.
I imagine the end,
and wonder why!
one God killed, another is made
one King removed, thousand kings bred.
but yet I cannot understand:
from women, what do I want
from life, what do I want
from friends and families what shall I want
from myself what shall I want?
by writing all this what do I want?
I have never understood and
I no longer understand...
why do I insist on going on!
This very concept of life and being;
I really really do not understand.

Thursday, January 19, 2017

Kabir Sacred Songs In Nepali

Santan jât na pûcho nirguniyân
व्यर्थ छ साथुलाई ऊ कुन जातमा पर्छ भनेर सोध्नु
किनकी पण्डित, योद्धा, व्यापारी र सब ३६ वटै जात ईश्वर खोजिरहेकाछन्
तर साधु कुन जातको होला भनेर सोध्नु मूर्खता हो;
नाउले ईश्वर खोजेको छ, धोविनीले र सिकर्मीले...
राइदास पनि ईश्वरको साधक थियो
ऋषि स्वपक्ष जातले पशुको खाल रंगाउने वाला थिए
हिन्दु र मुसलमान सबैले त्यो अन्त्य हासिल गरेका छन् जहाँ कुनै भिन्नताको चिन्ह बाँकी रहँदैन ।।


 bâgo nâ jâ re nâ jâ
फूलको बँगैचामा नजाउ
ए साथी! त्यहाँ नजाउ;
तिम्रो शरीरमा छ फूलाको बँगैचा
कमलको हजारौँ पुष्पदलमा आफ्नो आशण ग्रहण गर त त्यहाँ अनन्त सुन्दरतालाई हेर्दै टोलाउ ।।

 avadhû, mâyâ tajî na jây
ए भाई, बताइदेऊ मलाई म मायालाई कसरी त्याग्न सक्छु भनेर?
जब मैले फित्ता बाँध्न छाँडे, अझै मैले मेरो वस्त्रलाई बाँधिरहेँ
जब मैले वस्त्र बाँध्न छाँडे, अझै मैले मेरो शरीरलाई उस्कै गाँठोमा ढाकिदिएरहेँ
त जब म कामना त्याग्छु, म देख्छु, रिस अझै बाँकी हुन्छ
र जब म रिस त्याग गर्छु, लोभ अझै मसँगै हुन्छ
र जब लोभको विनाश हुन्छ, गर्व बाँकी रहन्छ,
जब मन अलगिन्छ र मायालाई हटाउँछ, अझै ऊ शब्दमा झुण्डिरहन्छ ।
भन्छ कबीर, "प्यारो साधु! मेरो कुरा सुन: सही मार्ग विरलै भेट्टाइन्छ" ।

Sâdho, Brahm alakh lakhâyâ
जब उसले आफैँलाई प्रकट गराउँछ, ब्रह्मले त्यो व्यक्त गरिदिन्छन् जुन कहिले देख्न सकिदैन
जसरी बीउ बोटमा छ, छायाँ रुखमा छ, शुन्यता गगनमा छ, अनन्त स्वरुप शुन्यतामा छन्...
त्यसरी अनन्तभन्दा धेरै बाहिरबाट, अनन्त आउँछ; र अनन्तबाट परिमित विस्तार हुन्छ
त्यो प्राणी ब्रह्ममा छ, ब्रह्म प्राणीमा छ: उनीहरु कहिले भिन्न छैनन्, तर कहिले एकिकृत हुँदैनन्
ऊ आफैँ हो वृक्ष, बीउ र किटाणु
ऊ आफैँ हो फूल, फल र छायाँ
ऊ आफैँ हो सूर्य, प्रकाश र प्रबुद्ध
ऊ आफैँ हो ब्रह्म, प्राणी र माया
ऊ आफैँ हो भिन्न स्वरुप, अनन्त
ऊ हो स्वास, शब्द र अर्थ
ऊ आफैँ हो सीमा र असीम; र दुवै सीमीत र असीमीत भन्दा पर छ ऊ...त्यो पवित्र प्राणी
ऊ हो त्यो निहित मन, ब्रह्म र प्राणीमा ।।

त्यो सर्वोच्च आत्मा देखिन्छ आत्मा भित्रै
त्यो विन्दु देखिन्छ सर्वोच्च आत्मा भित्रै
र त्यो विन्दु भित्रै प्रतिविम्भ फेरि देखिन्छ
कबीर धन्य छ किनकी उसँग त्यो सर्वोच्च दृष्टि छ!

is ghat antar bâg bagîce

यहि सन्सारिक भाँडो भित्रै छन् निवास र बँगैचा, र यस भित्रै छ रचनाकार
यहि भाँडो भित्रै छन् सात महासागर र अनगिन्ति ताराहरु
त्यो मापदण्ड र त्यो रत्न-प्रशंसक यहि भित्रै छन्
र यहि भाँडो भित्रै त्यो अनन्त ध्वनि गुञ्जिन्छ र वसन्त फस्टाउँछ
भन्छ कबीर, "मेरो साथी! मेरो कुरा सुन, मेरो प्यारो ईश्वर भित्रै छ। "

aisâ lo nahîn taisâ lo

ए म कसरी पो कहिले त्यो गोप्य शब्द व्यक्त गरुँला?
म कसरी भन्न सक्छु, 'ऊ' यस्तो छैन र 'ऊ' यस्तो छ भनेर?
यदि म भनुँ कि ऊ म भित्रै छ, ब्रह्माण्ड लज्जित हुन्छ:
यदि म भनुँ कि ऊ म बाहिर छ, त्यो असत्य हुन्छ ।
उसले भित्री र बाहिरी दुनियाहरुलाई अविभाग्य हुने गरी एक बनाउँछ;
त्यो चेतना र अचेतना, दुवै उसका पाइदान हुन् ।
ऊ न प्रत्यक्ष छ न लुकेको छ, ऊ न प्रकट छ न अप्रकट :
ऊ के हो भनी बताउने कुनै शब्दनै छैनन्  ।

१० tohi mori lagan lagâye re phakîr wâ
ए फकिर! मेरो प्रेमलाई आफैँतिर तानेका छौ तिमीले !
म आफ्नै कोठामा सुतिरहेको थिएँ र तिमीले मलाई ब्यूँझाइदियौ; आफ्नो आवाजद्वारा हान्दै, ए फकिर!
म यस संसारका महासागरहरुका गहिराइमा डुबिरहेको थिएँ र तिमीले मलाई बचायौ; आफ्नो पाखुराले मलाई उठायौ, ए फकिर!
एक शब्द मात्रै...र तिमीले मलाई मेरा सबै बन्धन फुत्काउने बनाउइदियौ, ए फकिर!

भन्छ कबीर, "ए फकिर! तिमीले तिम्रो हृदयलाई मेरो हृदयसँग एकिकृत गरिदियौ! " 



canda jhalkai yahi ghat mahin 

झुल्किन्छ चन्द्र मेरै शरीरमा, तर मेरो अन्धो आखाँले उसलाई देख्न सक्दैन
म भित्रै छ चन्द्र, र सूर्य पनि।
बज्छ अनन्तताको बाजा म भित्रै,
तर मेरो बहिरो कानले त्यसलाई सुन्न सक्दैन।

त जब सम्म 'म' र 'मेरो' भनिरहन्छ मान्छे,
उसका सब कार्य शुन्य भै' जान्छनः
जब 'म' र 'मेरो' प्रतिको सबै प्रेम मरेर जान्छन्,
तब कार्य ईश्वरको सम्पन्न हुन्छन्।
किनकी ज्ञान प्राप्ति बाहेक कार्यको अरु कुनै लक्ष्य छैन:
जब त्यो आउँछ, कार्य छाडिन्छ।

फूल्छ फूल फलको लागिः
जब फल आउँछ, फूल ओइलाउँछ।
कस्तुरी छ त मृगमै,
तर ऊ त्यो आफूमा खोज्दैनः
ऊ घाँस खोज्दै भौतारिन्छ।


man na rangaye

रंगाउछ योगी आफ्नो वस्त्र, आफ्नो मनलाई प्रेमको रंगले रंगाउन छाडेरः
ऊ बस्छ ईश्वरको मन्दिर मै, ढुंगालाई पुजी ब्रह्मलाई छाडेर।
छेड्छ ऊ आफ्नो कान, लामो दाह्री र जट्टा छ,
देखिन्छ बोका झैँ!
ऊ जान्छ निर्जनतामा, मारी आफ्ना सारा चाहना,
र आफैँलाई परिवर्तन गर्छ हिजडामाः
ऊ आफ्नो कपाल मुँण्डाउछ र वस्त्र रंगाउछ;
गीता पढ्छ र घागडान वक्ता बन्छ।
भन्छ कबीर, " तिमी मृत्युको ढोकामा जाँदै छौ, हात-पाउ छ बाँधिएको!"

sadho bhai, jival hi karo as'a

ए साथी! जिउँदो छँदै ऊ को आस गर, जिउँदो छँदै जान तिमी
जिउँदो छँदै बुझ तिमीः
जीवनमा नै मुक्ति छ।
यदि जिउँदो रहँदानै तिम्रो बन्धन टुटेन भने,
मृत्यु मा मुक्तिको के आस?
शरीर त्यागि सकेको हुनाले अब आत्माको ऊ सँग मिलन हुन्छ, भन्नु एउटा खोक्रो सपना मात्र हो।
यदि ऊ लाई अहिले भेटियो भने, तब पनि भेटिन्छ,
यदि त्यसो भएन भने, हामी मृत्यु को शहरमा बास गर्न जान्छौँ।
यदि अहिले मिलन भए, यसपछि पनि हुन्छ।
सत्यमा डुब, सही गुरु जान, सही नाममा विश्वास राख।
भन्छ कबीर, " त्यो खोजको भाव हो जसले मदत गर्छ;
म यो खोजको भाव को दास हुँ। "



avadhu bhule ko ghar lawe

ऊ मेरो लागि प्यारो छ साँचै, जसले भौतारिरहेकोलाई उसको घर फिर्ता बोलाउन सक्छ।
साँचो मिलन घरमा छ,
घरमा जीवनको मजा छः
म किन आफ्नो घर छाडि जंगलमा भौतारिउम्?
यदि ब्रह्मले मलाई सत्य बोध गर्न मदत गर्छन् त,
मैले घरमै दुवै बन्धन र मुक्ति पाउँछु।
ऊ मेरो लागि प्यारो छ साँचै, जो सँग ब्रह्मको गहिराईमा डुब्ने शक्ति छ,
जसको मनले आफैँलाई सजिलै ऊ को चिन्तनमा डुबाउन सक्छ।
ऊ मेरो लागि प्यारो छ, जसले ब्रह्मलाई जानेको छ र ध्यानमा सर्वौच्च सत्यमा रहन सक्छ;
र जसले प्रेम र त्यागको जीवनमै मिलन गराएर अनन्तताको धुन बजाउन सक्छ।
भन्छ कबीर, घर रहने ठाउँ हो; घरमा वास्तविकता छ; ऊ जो वास्तविक हो, ऊ लाई प्राप्त गर्न घरले मदत गर्छ।
त रह त्यहीँ जहाँ तिमी छौ र समयमै सबै कुराहरु तिमी मा आउँछन्।

pani vic min piyasi

हाँस्छु म जब म सुन्दछु कि पानीमा रहेको माछा प्यासो छः
तिमी देख्दैनौ कि त्यो वास्तविक तिम्रो घरमा छ, र तिमी जंगल-जंगल भौतारिन्छौ!  
यहाँ छ सत्य! जाऊ जहाँ इच्छा लाग्छ, बनारस या मथुरा; 
यदि तिमीले आफ्नो आत्मा भेट्टाएनौ भने, यो संसार तिम्रो लागि अवास्तविक छ   

sadho, s'abd sadhna kijai

त्यो शब्द प्राप्त गर जसबाट ब्रह्माण्ड उब्जन्छ!
त्यो शब्द गुरु हो; मैले सुनेको छु, र चेला बनेको छु।
त्यो शब्दको अर्थ थाहा हुने कति छन्?

ए साधु! त्यो शब्द अभ्यास गर!
वेद र पुराणले त्यसको घोषणा गर्छन्,
संसार त्यसमा स्थापना भएको छ,
ऋषि र भक्तजन त्यसको कुरा गर्छन्ः
तर शब्दको रहस्य कसैलाई थाहा छैन।
गृहस्थले जब त्यो शब्द सुन्छ उसले आफ्नो घर छाड्छ,
सन्न्यासीले जब त्यो शब्द सुन्छ ऊ प्रेममा फिर्ता आउँछ,
६ दर्शनले त्यसको व्याख्या गर्छन्,
त्यागको भावले त्यहि शब्द तर्फ औल्याउँछ,
त्यहि शब्दबाट संसार-स्वरुप उत्पन्न भएको छ,
त्यो शब्दले सबै खुलासा गर्छ।
भन्छ कबीर, " तर कसलाई थाहा त्यो शब्द कहाँबाट आयो? "

samajh dekh man mit piyarwa 

ए साथी,  प्यारो हृदय मेरो, सोच राम्ररी!
यदि तिमी साँचै प्रेम गर्छौ भने किन निदाँउछौ?
यदि तिमीले ऊ लाई भेटाएको छौ भने, आफूलाई पूरै सूम्पिदेउ, र ऊ लाई आफूसँग लिएर जौ।
किन घरी-घरी ऊ लाई गुमाइरहन्छौ?
यदि गहिरो निन्द्रा तिम्रो आखाँमा परेको छ भने, किन ओछ्यान  बनाउन र तकिया मिलाउनमा आफ्नो समय खेर फाल्नु?
भन्छ कबीरः " म तिमीलाई प्रेमको तरीका बताँउछु! यदि टाउको आफैँ दिन परे पनि, किन तिमीले त्यसको लागि आँसु झार्नु?। "

samskrit bhasa padhi linha

मैले संस्कृत भाषा सिकेको छु, त्यसैले सबै मान्छेले मलाई विवेकशील भनेर बोलाउन्ः
तर यसको के काम, जब म दिशाहीन भई बगिरहेको छु, र प्यासले सुकेको छु, र चाहनाको तापले जलेको छु?
बिना कुनै प्रयोजनको लागि तिमी यो गर्व र घमण्डको भार आफ्नो टाउकोमा उठाउँछौ।
भन्छ कबीरः " यसलाई धुलोमा ओछ्याइदेऊ, र जौ प्रिय लाई भेट्न।  ऊ लाई आफ्नो ईश्वर भनी संबोधन गर। "

main ka se bujhaun

कसका जौँ म मेरो प्रियको बारेमा सिक्न?
भन्छ कबीरः " जसरी तिमीले वन कहिले नभेट्टाउन सक्छौ यदि रुखलाई बेवास्ता गर्यौ भने, त्यसरी नै ऊ कहिले नभेट्टाइन सकिन्छ अमूर्ततामा। "

piye pyala, ho matwala

भाँडो रित्ताउ! ए मदहोश हौ
उसको नामको दैविक अमृत पिउ
भन्छ कबीर, " मेरो कुरा सुन ए प्यारो साधु!
खुट्टाको पैँतालादेखि टाउकोको शिखरसम्म यो मन विषले भरिएको छ। "

khasm na cinhai bawari

ए मनुष्य! यदि तिमीलाई आफ्नै ईश्वर त थाहा छैन भने,
के को तिमीलाई यत्रो गर्व छ?
पन्छाउ तिम्रो चतुर्याँईलाईः
केवल शब्दहरुले तिम्रो कहिले ऊ सँग मिलन गराउने छैनन्
शास्त्रको वाकपटुताले आफूलाई नझुक्याउ
प्रेम यो सब भन्दा अलग छ,
र ऊ जसले साँच्चै त्यसलाई खोजेको छ ले भेटेको छ।

mo ko kahan dhunro bande

मलाई कहाँ खोज्छौ ए?
ल हेर! म त तिमीसँगै छु। 
म न त मन्दिरमा छु, न त मस्जिदमाः
म न काबामा छु, न कैलाशमाः
न म रीति र विधिमा छु, न योग र त्यागमा।
यदि तिमी साँचो साधक हौ भने, तिमीले एकैचोटीमा मलाई देख्नेछौः
एकै पलमा मलाई भेट्नेछौ।
भन्छ कबीरः " ए साधु! भगवान सबै श्वासको श्वास हुन्। "