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हाथों में तलवार भवानी,
जैसे महाराणा का भाला था।
उस भगवे को कौन झुका सका,
जिसे छत्रपति ने संभाला था॥

शेर शिवा का वंशज था जो,
सह्याद्री में जन्मा था।
देखा जिसने आँखों में,
स्वराज्य का एक ही सपना था॥

खदेड़ जिसने मातृभूमि से,
मलेच्छो को निकाला था।
उस भगवे को कौन मिटा सका,
जिसका ‘छत्रपति’ रखवाला था॥

मस्तक पर था तिलक चंद्र जो,
तेज़ सा मुख पर फैला था।
मुघलो को टक्कर देने वाला,
वो शेर एक अकेला था॥

क्षत्रियों का बल था जिसमें,
और भानु सा उजाला था।
उस ‘भगवे’ को कौन झुका सका,
जिसका ‘शिवराज’ रक्षण करने वाला था॥

शाही-सल्तनत को जिसने झुकने पर मजबूर किया,
मर्द-मराठा ऐसा जिसने देश-धर्म मजबूत किया।
‘हर हर महादेव’ घोष से गूंज उठा हर कोना था,
शस्त्र जिसके हाथों में एक मात्र खिलौना था॥

गौरक्षक प्रतिपालक था जो,
नारी सम्मान में तलवार उठाता था।
शत्रुओं से भरे दरबार में जो,
कतई ना शीश झुकाता था॥

मावले जिसके रणचंडी को शत्रु का रूधिर पिलाते थे,
लडे बिना जिसके आगे, लाखों सर झुक जाते थे।

मल्हार सा तेज़ था जिसमें,
वज्रबाहू कहलाता था।
तलवार के प्रताप से जिसके,
यवनों का दिल घबराता था॥

परम पराक्रम से जिसके,
हर किल्ले पर ‘भगवा’ लहराता है।
वो भक्त, भवानी का बेटा ‘छत्रपति’ कहलाता है॥

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The ruins will narrate the tales of the immortals!!!

फिर एक बार होठो पर उसकी बात आयी है।
चुपके से फिर वो आनंद साथ लायी है।
कर ही रहा था प्रयास सोने का मै,
उनकी स्मृतियाँ लेकर फिर से ये रात आयी है।।
- प्रथम शाह

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उस शैतान के अंधकार से भरे जीवन में भी रोशनी का एक चिराग जल गया।
जब किसीने धीरे से आकर उसका हाथ थाम लिया और उसको जीने की नई दिशा मिल गई॥

- प्रथम शाह

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शब्द : *सुंदर*
शीर्षक : *तुम्हारी सुंदरता*

एक बार फिर भोर हो चुकी और इस मन ने तुम्हे याद करना आरंभ कर दिया।
तुम्हारी सुंदरता पे मोहित मैं किसी मृगतृष्णा में फँसता ही जा रहा हूँ।
तुम्हारे उस जग मोहिनी जैसे रूप का वर्णन तो बहुत से व्यक्ति करते होगें, किंतु मेने तुम्हारी उस सुंदरता को परख लिया है, जिससे तुम स्वयं अनभिज्ञ हो।
मुझमें वो शारीरिक सौंदर्य नहीं, जो तुम्हारे निकट एक क्षण भी आ सकूँ। भय है तो बस इस बात का कि पता नहीं तुम्हारी प्रतिक्रिया क्या होगी? क्या तुम मुझसे वार्तालाप करोगी भी?
इसी दुविधा में ये मस्तिष्क तुम्हें विस्मृत करने को तत्पर है।
पर प्रिये, इस चंचल मन का क्या ही किया जाये? ये तो बस उस सुंदरता को जानता है, जो तुममे इसने देखी है।
हर प्रातः, हर निशा - बस तुम्हारी ही सुंदरता के महासागर में पलायन करने को आतुर रहता है।
वो तुम्हारी वाणी, निडरता, और तुम्हारा हास्य; जिसने तुम्हारी सुंदरता को बनाये रखा है - बस वही आकर्षित होना जानता है।
अब इसे तो ये भी नही पता कि मेरी और तुम्हारी सुंदरता में कोई मेल है ही नहीं।
ये श्याम वर्ण कृष्ण तो बस तुम्हारे ही नयनों की सुंदरता के पीछे भागता रहता है।
कहाँ तुम्हारा वो अनुपम अतुलनीय सौंदर्य, और कहाँ मैं?
बस यही विचार है मन में, क्या मेरा श्याम सौंदर्य तुमने भी कभी निहारा है?

- प्रथम शाह

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O Seeta! O dear!

It's been a long time, without you my love.
Here is your Ram. Weak and victim of circumstances. In this world or in any realm, Wherever you are; I know you're waiting.

Waiting for me, with an expectation from me. With a hope that I'll come to your rescue. But am I even worth it? Worth your hope? Worth your love? Your trust?

I've failed you. Failed to keep my promise, to carry the oath; I took at time of our marriage - to protect you.

How did I fail to recognize that evil, who rujned our happiness? Why I even dared to leave you alone? Your Ram has committed a huge mistake... A mistake not worthy of being forgiven for.

I'm broken. I don't even remember the distance, I and Lakshaman have covered in these days in your search. I don't remember the days, we've got separated from. I don't remember the last time we had food. Without you, your Ram has no existence of his own.

The Sun, The Moon, The Almighty, everyone has turned out to be against me after you've left. I've become Deficient in your absence. Our element of love is known to my heart only and it already resides within you. The term of our exile is on the verge of its end, but I can't go Ayodhya without you.

But how you became so cruel towards me? Don't you know, how much your Ram loves you? To have your glimpse for once, even at the cost of death; your Ram will not hesitate to choose death with smile on face and no regrets left within...

We met elder Jatayu, and he told us about Ravana. We're going to meet Sugriva and Hanuman to ask for help. They've their Glory all around the Jambudweep. They'll find your trace on any terms.

Even if no one helps me out; Trust me. Your Ram is capable alone to win Triloka. On this globe, or in any realm; whoever did this. He is now a grasp of Kaala (death) now. He'll meet his fate anyhow.

Your Ram will even defeat allied forces of Sur, Asur, Dev, Daanav, Gandharv, or any creature. In 14 Lokas, I'll leave him no place to hide, but only Yamaloka will be his abode.

On the heaps of their dead bodies, I'll unlock your gates of freedom. We'll meet soon and love will cherish again.

Till then, your Ram wants you to trust him, to wait for him.
Will you, My dear Love?

Your Ram.

{ - Pratham Shah }

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The best preparation for tomorrow is doing your best today.

~H. Jackson Brown Jr.

चंद्र की शीतलता में,
पूरा वृंदावन रात्रि के आवरण में समाया है।

अब तो सोजा कान्हा,
वो कौन है, जिसकी स्मृतियों ने तेरे श्याम मुख पर ये स्मित फैलाया है॥

- प्रथम शाह

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। LAST PART ।

As we continued to walk on the road. I asked him about his parents and sister. He told me that they all were poor from the beginning and his parents used to work at a construction site for livelihood. They died after the building collapsed, his parents were working under.

After being orphan, his elder sister started working as a cleaning person at a restaurant.
I was listening to him with great interest as the restaurant arrived. I asked him to come in but he refused. He seemed a bit scared.

"Why are you not coming in? We have to take food for you and your sister, right?"

"No, please don't go inside this one. They're all bad. Please."

As he started crying, I tranquillized him and asked him for the reason.

He replied, "my sister worked in this restaurant. After evening, she used to bring me the leftover food to eat. One day, when they realized this, they fired her from her job stating that the act was against the policy of restaurant. She begged them in front of me but no one listened. They used to throw leftover food in the trash. After she lost her job, having no alternative; she started collecting the food thrown in the trash and brought me that food late night. After a couple of weeks, she caught fever and now she is sick. Hence, I am trying to get fresh food for her, so she gets better soon."

I was shocked to listen this incident.

"Hey! Why do they throw the food? Why don't they give the leftover food to us?"

He asked me. I was speechless. Tears rolling down my eyes, I hugged him and said, "not everyone has a golden heart like you do".

It was a sad reality that we were so ignorant towards the resources and food that we never realized the need of others. We never thought that the food we were throwing with ease was so much important for others.

Maybe, we never respected resources because we never faced the Catalogues of life like this boy did.
- The End
- PRATHAM SHAH

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। Part - 2 ।

I was in no mood to get into a mess, but Ferrah left me with no choice. Ferrah, being fearless kept barking on. As they were continuously staring at me, all of a sudden a voice interrupted us. Those were Cops.

"What's going on here?"
"Nothing sir."
"You all, come with me for interrogation."

While they all went with the cops. It was only me left with that boy. Without caring about the scars and bruises he got, he was looking for something. I was curious and there! He found what he was looking for. It was, A BREAD! What?

The piece of bread was lying there in dust. His eyes sparkled and he lifted that piece with joy and started to clean it with a hands and folded it in a nearby paper.

"It's not a good piece of paper. And the Bread isn't good enough to eat either."

"It's for my sister."

I looked at him and his stomach made a growling sound. Now the thing was clear that he was hungry.

"So why were you fighting?"

"It's not me, it's them. I stole this Bread piece and was trying to escape them, but they caught me up here."

"If you're hungry, you should've asked for it. It's not morally good to steal a thing that doesn't belong to us." I tried to explain him.

To which he replied, "This belongs to me. I did their chores like shoes cleaning and lifting their bags for this piece and I've rightfully earned it, but they refused to give it to me. Therefore I snatched what truly was mine."

I looked him in his eyes. To say such bold words, to pick up a fight with such guys alone. He was either brave or was a victim of circumstances.

"Don't have that dirty bread. Throw it. I'll buy you fresh food enough for you and your sister."

"I don't want alms for free." He said.

I was shocked. I never expected such a reply. Human beings, mostly wish to get things with as ease as possible,in return of no work. They go to any extent, when they face Catalogues in their life. But this boy was different.

"Don't worry I'm not giving you anything for free. Just hold my dog for me till my restaurant comes and I'll give you food. Rightfully earned food."

This time he agreed to my offer and we started walking by the road side towards my restaurant.
-to be continued
-PRATHAM SHAH

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