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ज़न्नत की फ़िकर किसे है

ज़न्नत की फ़िकर किसे है, हमे तो आज बस जी लेने दो. क्या पता मयखाना रहे न रहे, दिल खोल कर बस पी लेने दो. हमने तो देखा है सबेरा होते, वक़्त दिन का तो जी लेने दो. हसीं रात होगी या कयामत होगी, सपने रंगीन तो सी लेने दो. बड़े जुल्म-ए-सितम देखे हैं हमने दो घड़ी तो बेफिक्री जी लेने दो. क्या पता मयखाना रहे न रहे, दिल खोल कर आज पी लेने दो. - अमित श्रीवास्तव , २५ फ़रवरी २००९ © अमित Amit

जुनून की तलाश में...

पांव जकड़ गए हैं , और रास्ते खो गए , इंतेज़ार की राह में , कयामत की आश में . हूँ मैं फिर से उस जुनून की तलाश में , कभी इस चाह में , कभी उस आश में .

Lost my self...

...feeling lost since many weeks... and its has been so deeper that now I am getting the remorse of it. And how helpless I am on it... don't know how to tell it to near and dear one.. don't know how would they react on it.. even if I tell it anyhow. But certainly its like a night for my consciousness! I believe, am passing through the darkest part of it. Hoping the dawn's advent is not so long.

They kill and we just watch!

Massacres and Genocide were taking place in Gaza, in Sri Lanka. In fact it is still on. I could not do much this time due to some involvement in looking after a patient in AIIMS Hospital. Seeing in news, my heart was at pain and I was so helpless that I was not able to do anything on it. Whatever reason is, killings of people can not be justify even for a great nation building. But it is pathetic to see, the practices of dark age carnage are still in process. And we proudly claim to be civilized. I have nothing much to say on it. Probably this lyrics of Bob Dylan say it properly- How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' ho

I am backward and I need quota!

It was summer of 2006, I was going for a stroll after dinner. Just at the entrance of hostel gate I encountered one of my classmates who was furious about a joke on Arjun Singh. Yes, It was the time when HRD Minister opened his caste electoral card in forms of Quota in educational institute where entrance exams are in practice for admission. Though it has nothing new, and already in practice, this time it was a causing concern as it would compromise over entry in top engineering and medical colleges. Initially this discrimination was for ten years, now it is extended up to endless time. The politicians find a way to keep the fire of caste burning in disguise of social justice. They know, this is not the way to being about social justice. The fact is too far from what we perceive reservations as cure of social injustice. The fellows, who got the cream of reservation, are still getting it, while much needed poor from same social group is still struggling with livelihoo