MY POEM ,"HAMAARA DIL" OR "MY HEART "

                                          

                                          

                                                        ( The Sri-Yantra at Hari Parbat) 

                                            ( Dr K N Pandita with a  book of Avtar Mota  )

                                           

                 ( Avtar Mota being felicitated by Sri Atal Dulloo IAS, Chief Secretary, J&K )

                                        

        

                                                   ( With Padam-Shri Pran Kishore Kaul )

    

( At Akashvani Jammu )

( With Punjabi Writer Khalid Hussain )

( With Arvind Gigoo )

( With Dr Agnishekhar)

( Farooq Nazki with Avtar Mota's book )

( With Aanya Mota )

( With Padamshri Pran Kishore and Prof. Shafi Shauq)

( At the tomb of Jean Paul Sartre in Paris ) 

( Grenoble , France with family )

( SaMaPa Award 2023) 

( Kashmir with family )

(New Paltz, USA )

( Peaks  Island, USA )

(At the summit of Mount Washington, USA)

( Mount Washington with family )

( Paris 2023) 

                                                            ( With Shantiveer Kaul )

                       ( Grenoble , France ) 

            ( Outside MET ,Museum, New York ) 

                                                                 ( With Agha Ashraf Ali )

                     ( At Bali Indonesia )

                                                               ( In Bali , Indonesia )

                                                   (   Washington Square Park, New York )

( At Columbia University, New York )

                                                           ( At Martand Sun Temple ruins )

                                                                        ( River Godavari )

                                              ( A Harwan tile in a museum in Germany )

                                                             ( Ranakpur Jain Temple )

                                                        ( On the bank of River Seine )

                                                      ( On the bank of River Hudson (

                                                                     ( The Jhelum River )

 

                                                                    ( The Pyramids )

                                                                   ( The Indian Ocean ) 

                                                            ( The Jaisalmer Desert )

                           ( The Himalayas)

                                                 ( The confluence of Ganga and Yamuna ) 

                                                              ( Eiffel Tower at night )

To these photographs, I am adding my poem, " Hamaara Dil" or "My Heart " ...

( Hamaara Dil)

Hamaara dil 

samajh lo ek sahra hai,

Samandar hai 

Ye bahar e hind tak aayi

Himalay ki hawa samjho,

Kabhi Ganga,

Kabhi Yamuna,

Kabhi  sangam

 Prayaag e Hind 

Tehzeeb e wattan jaisa ..

Issi raste se Hudson,

 Seine aur  Jhelum  guzarti hai  ,

Yahaan Godavari bhi ,Narmada bhi ,  Chandrabhaga  bhi,

Ajanta bhi Elora bhi 

Eiffel tower ,  Ranakpur Jain Mandir 

aur Pyramid bhi .

Yaheen Kashi bhi,

Vrindavan bhi, 

Lumbini, Harmandir bhi,

Yaheen hai  Sarnath, Bodh Gaya 

Ayodhya  aur Puri bhi

Yaheen Trimbkeshwar

Kanchi bhi aur hai  Tirupati teerath  ,

Kahin Jao  ,

Jahaan jaao, 

Yahi raahein,

Yahi rasta ..

Yaheen  dekhoge khandahar  Martand ke 

Surya Mandir ke,

Yaheen tau Harwan hai ghar jahaan tha Nagarjun ka , 

Jahaan ki eint tilein  bik gayi Europe ke museum ko .

Kabhi aabad dekhoge isse 

Ki jaise  bagh Mughalon ke

Kabhi veeran  jaise Sharda Devi ka mandir ho,

Yaheen aasan hai Abhinavgupt ,  Vasugupta Rishiyon ka  

 Jatashanker yaheen bole  thhay Devi Shakti Mata se

" Maha mantra hai yeh

Japa kar japa kar

 Hari om tat sat ....Hari om tat sat"

Bassi hai dhadkanon mein iss ke 

 Abh bhi  goonj Lal Ded ki

 Rishi Nund ki Sadakat bhi  

Muravat bhi

Rafaqat bhi

Sakhaawat bhi

Mohabbat bhi

Yahaan nagma bhi ,naala bhi

Andhera bhi ,ujaala bhi ,

hansee  bhi hai yaheen pe

Aur yaheen hai ashqbaari bhi..

Kabhi  barhanghi bhi hai

Kabhi   hai pardadaari bhi..

Kabhi hai chain bhi  iss se 

Kabhi  hai bekaraari bhi 

Yeh duniya kuchh nahin maana

Yehi duniya hai pyaari bhi ...

( Avtar Mota)

In Simple English, I would say this:-

( My Heart )

This heart of mine is like a desert,

Like an ocean as well,

Or like the cool Himalayan breeze that descends to the hot plains

To embrace the Indian Ocean.

At one moment, it is the Ganga River,

Next, the Yamuna River;

Sometimes the sacred confluence at Prayag,

The living symbol of my land’s civilisation.

 

It is also a passage

Through which the Hudson, the Seine, and the Jhelum flow.

The Godavari, the Narmada, and the Chenab run through this corridor only.

Here rise the marvels of Ajanta and Ellora, the Eiffel Tower,

The Ranakpur Jain Temple and the great Pyramids as well.

Here dwell Varanasi and Vrindavan, Harmandir Sahib,

Lumbini, Sarnath, Bodh Gaya, Jagannath Puri and Ayodhya too.

Here stand Trimbakeshwar, Kanchi, and the sacred Tirupati Teertha.

Wherever you go,

Anywhere you go,

This is the path,

This is the way.

 

Here alone you witness

The ruins of the grand Martand Sun Temple of Kashmir;

Here lies Harwan,

The abode of the Buddhist sage Nagarjuna,

The tiles and bricks of whose house

Were sold to the museums in Europe.

 

At times, this heart blooms like a Mughal garden;

At other times, it lies desolate, ruined like the temple of Goddess Sharda.

This heart, the seat of Rishi Vasugupta and Abhinavagupta,

Where Shiva spoke to Goddess Parvati:

“Keep reciting the great Mantra:

Hari Om Tat Sat,

Hari Om Tat Sat.”

Even today, this heart resonates

With the sacred sound of Lal-Vāks;

It echoes the truthful message of Nund Rishi,

His compassion,

His generosity,

And his love.

 

Here you encounter songs of joy,

And from this chamber arise wails as well,

Darkness and radiant light,

Smiles and falling tears.

 

At times, you notice its sheer nakedness;

At others, its camouflage.

 

For you, perhaps a meaningless world,

Yet this world alone is our world,

Our darling world.

 ( Avtar Mota)

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