क्या तुम सुन रही हो,माँ

Hi!friends, sharing with you my favourite poem, composed by me both in Hindi and English and translated into Bengali by reputed poet Shyamal Kumar Majumder from Bangladesh and in Rajasthani by reputed poet Ravi Purohit from Bikaner. I wish this poem to be translated in as many languages in the whole world as possible. Support from translators world wide will be held in great esteem by me.


क्या तुम सुन रही हो,माँ
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माँ,तुम अक्सर कहा करती थी
बबली,इतनी खामोश क्यों हो
कुछ तो बोला करो
मन के दरवाज़े पर दस्तक दो
शब्दों की आहट से खोला करो


अब मुखर हुई हूँ,
तुम ही नहीं सुनने के लिए
विचारों का जो कारवां
तुम मेरे ज़हन में छोड़ गयी
वादा है तुमसे
यूं ही बढ़ते  रहने दूंगी


सारी कायनात में तुम्हारी झलक देख
सरल शब्दों की अभिव्यक्ति को
निर्मल सरिता सा
यूं ही बहने दूंगी


मेरा मौन अब
स्वरित हो गया है/
माँ,क्या तुम सुन रही हो

रजनी छाबड़ा




ARE YOU LISTENING? MAA


Maa! You often used to ask me
Babli, why are you so silent
Usher something
Give vent to your thought
Knock at the door of mind
Open it with sound of your words.

I am vocal now
But you are not here
To listen me.
Caravan of thoughts
That you left behind
In my mind
I promise you
To let it move
On and on

Viewing your glimpse
In whole Universe.
I will pen-craft
Spontaneous flow of
My thoughts
Like a stream of pure water. My silence has vocalized.
But, are you listening Maa?

RAJNI CHHABRA


শুনছো, মা মা!
তুমি প্রায়ই আমাকে বলতে
বাবলি, এত চুপ কেনো
কিছু ব্যক্ত করো
তোমার ভাবনাগুলো বের হওয়ার সুযোগ করে দাও।
মনের দরজায় আঘাত হানো
তোমার বাণীসমূহের শব্দে মনের দরজা খুলে ফেলো। আমি এখন ধ্বনিময়
কিন্তু তুমি তো এখন এখানে নেই যে শুনবে।
যেসব চিন্তার কাফেলা
আমার অন্তরে রেখে গেছো
আমি প্রতিজ্ঞা করছি
আমি তা অবিশ্রান্তভাবে
সচল রাখবো। তোমার ক্ষীণ আলোয় দেখে
এই বিশ্ব চরাচরে
আমি কলম-শিল্পী হবো
যে বিশুদ্ধ জলের ঝর্ণাধারার মত
স্বতঃস্ফূর্তভাবে ছলছল প্রবাহিত হবে। আমার নৈশব্দ এখন কল্লোলিতো।
তুমি কি শুনতে পাচ্ছো, মা?

कांई थूं सुण रैयी है मां !

मां ! थूं केई बार कैवती

बबली, थूं चुप क्यूंह ैकी ं तो बोल्या करमन दरूजो कदै तो खड़काकाळजै री आगळ कदै तो सबदां रै खोजां खोल ।अबै म्हैं जागगी मांथूं ई सुणबा नै त्यार नीं हैभाव-चींत रा जिका बीजथूं छिड़कगी म्हारै मन-आंगणै,राख पतियारो ! कौल है म्हाराइण विध ई बधता रैसी । आखै चोखळै थारी छिब नैसीधै सबदां भाखूंलीनिरमळ नदिया ज्यूंइण ढाळै ई बैवती रैसीथारी मन री सीख-धार ! म्हारो अबोलो मूनअबै बोलण ढूक्यो है मांकांई थूं सुण रैयी है ?

A TRANSLATED POEM FROM 'ABHISHAPT KYON'

A TRANSLATED POEM FROM 'ABHISHAPT KYON'

Hands picking garbage
Segregating
Pieces of cardboard, bottles of wine
Banned plastic bags
Pieces of bread smeared with fungus
Show each and every object its proper place.

Wife of waste dealer
Weighs pieces of cardboard
Weighs banned plastic bags
Counts wine bottles
Pretends to be arithmetician
And hands over half day wages of Manrega.

Hands that pick garbage
Are equally apt at playing drums
Physique stretched from head to toe
Dances as well.
Faces defeat sometimes and sings at other times
But these hands are never raised for begging.

Their off springs
Want to pick gold in midst of drains
But come across
Hidden decayed remnants of
Excreta of human beings

Original poem in Hindi by Dr Dharam Paul Kapoor

Translated into English by Rajni Chhabra, with consent from the poet

YADAN REE SOURM/ FRAGRANCE OF MEMORIES

ORIGINAL POEM IN RAJASTHANI:  RAVI PUROHIT
TRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH :          RAJNI CHHABRA
POSTER DESIGNED BY :                      RAVI PUROHIT       

MY POEM " SUFFICIENT'' TRANSLATED BY INTO HINDI, RAJASTHANI, BENGALI AND NEPALI

PRESENTING MY POEM " SUFFICIENT'' TRANSLATED BY MYSELF INTO HINDI,
BY RAVI PUROHIT JI INTO RAJASTHANI,
BY SUBIR MAJUMDER JI INTO BENGALI
BY BIRBHADRA KARKIDHOLI INTO NEPALI

SUFFICIENT
A dream for
Hope deprived vision
A sigh for
Mum lips
A patch for
Torn heart
Suffice for
My existence
.RAJNI CHHABRA

काफी हैं
एक ख़्वाब
बेनूर आँख के लिए
एक आह
खामोश लब के लिए
एक पैबंद
चाक जिगर
सीने के लिए
काफी हैं
इतने सामान
मेरे
जीने
के लिए
RAJNI CHHABRA

घणो ई है

अेक सपनो
थिर-रंगहीण आंख सारू
अेक निसखारो
मून धारियै होठां सारू
अेक अणछंट कारी
चाक-हियै छाती सारू
घणो ई है इत्तो सामान
म्हारै जीवणै सारू
RAVI PUROHIT

পর্যাপ্ততা

আশাহীন চোখে
একটা স্বপ্ন
নির্বাক ঠোঁটে একটা দীর্ঘশ্বাস
ছিন্ন হৃদয়ের জন্য
একটা তালির সংস্থান
টিকে থাকার লড়াইয়ে
রাখবে পর্যাপ্ত অবদান।
SUBIR MAJUMDER

RECOGNITION/ KHUD REE PICHAAN and SUFFICIENT/GHANO EE HAI

I extend my heartiest gratitude to Ravi Purohit ji, reputed poet of Rajasthani and Hindi and Sahitya Akedemi Award Winner 2016, for Rajasthani Translation. It is still more a matter of joy for me as this is prime translation of my English poems in Rajasthani. Earlier, Poems from my English Poetry Books MORTGAGED and MAIDEN STEP have been translated by famous poet Shymal Majumdar jifrom Bangladesh and Subir Majumdar ji from Kolkata, into Bengali. I have already shared those poems on

 ANUSRIJAN page of mine. Care to view, enjoy and comment.

रजनी छाबड़ा री अंग्रेजी कवितावां रो उथळो - रवि पुरोहित
RECOGNITION
After getting acquainted
With our countenance
Why we glance in mirror
Mirror reflects an image of
Our physical identity
Where do we find
Recognition of our
Mental embodiment

खुद री पिछाण
खुदो-खुद सूं परतख होवतां थकां ई
पिछाण री साख सारू
क्यूं जोंवता रैवां दरपण...
कांच चिलको दिखाय सकै
देही बणाव रो
पण रूह-रूप री पिछाण
अठै-कठै लाधै ?

00
SUFFICIENT
A dream for
Hope deprived vision
A sigh for
Mum lips
A patch for
Torn heart
Suffice for
My existence.

घणो ई है
अेक सपनो
थिर-रंगहीण आंख सारू
अेक निसखारो
मून धारियै होठां सारू
अेक अणछंट कारी
चाक-हियै छाती सारू
घणो ई है इत्तो सामान
म्हारै जीवणै सारू

आसमान आबी है/Sky is Neptunian

आसमान आबी है

आसमान आबी है
फिजाओं में बेताबी  है
जाने आज कुदरत
क्या नया गुल खिलायेगी

रजनी छाबड़ा

Sky is Neptunian

Ambience is  restless

God know,

What new mischief

Is cooking

In  mind of nature.

RAJNI CHHABRA

मातृत्व

मातृत्व

मातृत्व का अर्थ

जीवन का विस्तार

स्नेह, प्यार, आधार

विश्वास अपरम्पार

त्याग, सामंजस्य का भण्डार

सृजन से, विलीन होने तक

इस ममत्व का कभी न होता अंत

माँ जाने के बाद भी

आजीवन बसर करती

 यादों में अनंत

रजनी छाबड़ा 

PRELUSION OF MY ENGLISH POETRY BOOK 'REVERIES'

                                                     PRELUSION

It gives me fathomless pleasure to share my maiden translated poetry book with poetry lovers all over the world, a translation of Panjabi  poems, composed by Dr. Amarjeet Kaunke , a powerful signature in the literary world.

Dr. Kaunke is not only a reputed poet, but also a critic, editor and versatile translator, treading on the path of words since 1985. I have been a voracious reader of his literary works since many years and his poems stir my mind.

He is visionary poet and his poems cover a thematic variety. He covers diverse aspects of life: love, pangs of separation, love for environment, traditions, culture, complicacies of modern life, political and social scenario of the present world, deep association with his roots and emotional attachment with native land.

His poetic world is not confined to any particular theme and his poems are an expression of a human being, swaying in the ocean of reveries and with a will to survive. Perpetually interacting with life and the world, he is a distinguished poet. His poems are enriched with his straight forwardness, sensibility, lofty thoughts and deep perception.

Recently, one more feather is added to his cap. He is recipient of Sahitya Akedemi Translator’s Award 2016, for his Book AURAT MERE ANDAR, translated into Panjabi.

He has more than a dozen literary works to his credit, out of which, I have translated poems  from ‘Smritiyaan Di Lalten’, ‘Yakeen’ and ‘Piyaas’

Being a Panjabi, poetess and polyglot myself, I feel it my sacred duty to enrich the literature of Panjabi and make it accessible on global level. I have composed very few poems in Panjabi myself, but by Grace of God, have a good grasping of the language. A thought flashed in my mind that I should translate literary works of laureates of Panjabi into English to render these wider approach in India, as well as abroad and the result is this venture. My family, too, boosted this noble idea. I have tried my level best to retain the soul of original poems and will heartily appreciate views and comments of readers.

It will give me immense satisfaction if these translated poems of mine provide a treat not only for eyes, but also for mind of readers world wide.

Rajni Chhabra                

Poetess, translator& Numerologist

SPIRITUALISM AND SCIENCE

AN EXTRACT FROM SCIENCE_A FRAGMENT OF RELIGION 

Originally Composed in Hindi by Swami Samvit Somgiri ji Maharaj

 and translated by myself Rajni Chhabra into English

SPIRITUALISM AND SCIENCE( CHAPTER 4)

BY Dr. KIRAN NAHATA    SENIOR SCHOLAR OF RAJASTHANI LANGUAGE

Can there be any co ordination between spiritualism and science. We can say that science is in search of truth and spiritualism is also a pursuit for search of truth; hence, from this point of view, both are on the same path. But the truth about which we are talking is what is the viewpoint of science towards it and what is the viewpoint of religion regarding it. What is the source of approach used by science for knowing this truth and what sources are used by religion for knowing it. Science chiefly relies on intellectual proofs. Generally, a viewpoint that is not acceptable on intellectual level is not accepted by science. Whatever fact can’t be proved on level of experiments, science is reluctant to accept. Whereas, situation is utterly distinct in religion. In religion, when we speak about a truth, first of all comes devotion and then follower of that path moves on it. God exists, His sovereignty exists, his existence prevails and soul exists as well; after accepting all these notions, seeker of truth moves ahead under guidance of his spiritual mentor. And peculiarity about it is that every person has to find his truth separately in his own way, whereas in science, there is no such criteria that every being has to find his own truth. Hence, this is the main issue.

A major difference between science and spiritualism exists in means and end. In spiritualism, we can not attain a pure end by impure means. In science, you can prove your truth even by money acquired by theft or forcibly grabbed money or even after slaughter of creatures or killing thousands of monkeys. These means are not hindering their truth. This is not at all acceptable in sphere of spiritualism. Purity of means is essential in spiritualism.

Third point to be mentioned is that whatsoever is associated with spiritualism cannot be earned through money.  The truth that you arrive at through devotion, concentration and meditation, money does not stand between all these. But attainments that science acquires, the inventions and their results, everybody buys through money. Those who are financially well off buy these techniques for their own purposes. Nothing such prevails in spiritualism.

My love for you

Can my love for you
Be hidden?
O! My Beloved
All say that
From my mouth
Only your words
Are vocalized.
Original poem in Rajasthani bySundar Parakh ji
Translation into English by Rajni Chhabra

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Foreword by Dr J.S Anand for REVERIES,

Foreword by Dr J.S Anand  for REVERIES,  my forthcoming Translated English Poetry Book

Dr. Amarjit Kaunke is a well established name in the field of translation and poetic creation. He has been awarded Translation Award by the Sahitya Academy as well. He has translated more than two dozen books, and thus, from Punjabi to Hindi, he has enriched the literary treasure of his mother tongue as well as the national language, Hindi.The translation of his poetry by Rajni Chhabra deserves appreciation for more than one reasons. She has been able to keep intact the taste of the original, at the same time, she has been able to do justice to the English idiom as well. Amarjit Kaunke’s poems establish a direct connect with the reader immediately as the poem starts, and then, he is led over various nuances of the idea as the poet wants to show him.The poetry of love, loss and despair, has a distinct stance: it is highly emotional, yet shows neutrality in its presentation. Amarjit’s poetry establishes him as a poet of a balanced stance. His poetry discusses the turmoil and turbulence of life, yet he maintains the equipoise of a seer or a prophet, who knows so much, sees so much, feels so much, and says so much, in words so few. Avoiding extremes. Amarjit, as we find in case of many young writers, has been possessed by a rare vision of society which is free from social discrimination and he dreams of a world of equality, love and co-existence. Rejecting violence, he reposes his faith in the affability of human wit and wisdom, and believes that ultimately, men will be able to sort out the entangled issues and the world will encounter an environment of mental equipoise in which humanity could realize its dreams of a better world.

 This is not the first work of translation by Rajni Chhabra. She is a talented poet and polyglot who has served at All India Radio, Bikaner and a blogger. Numerology is her hobby. Rooted deep in the literary tradition, Rajni Chhabra has done justice to the poetry of Amarjit Kaunke. The translation gives the impression of original writing and this is the measure of success of a translator. Another important aspect of translation is that the translator does not impress the work with own vision even when disagrees with the original author.

I can say with certainty that Amarjit Kaunke’s work in Punjabi has eternal qualities of balance, equipoise of a seasoned personality, and is informed by a vision of a happy state of being. And, Rajni Chhabra has been able to carry forward the mission into English with great success. I congratulate both the authors on this rare success.

Dr. JERNAIL SINGH ANAND
WORLD ICON OF PEACE [NIGERIA]
FORMERLY SECRETARY GENERAL, WORLD PARLIAMENT OF LITERATURE.
ART 4 PEACE, BEVERLEY HILLS, CALIFORNIA, BRAVEHEART LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT AWARD WINNER.
CROSS OF LITERATURE
CROSS OF PEACE.
Mobile: 9876652401 email: anandkjs55@yahoo.com.

My Hindi poems translated into Rajasthani

My Hindi poems translated into Rajasthani by Sahitya akademi award winner for Rajasthani Ravi Purohit ji. I express my heartiest gratitude to Ravi ji and editorial team of Yugpaksh

उल्फत

नींद को पंख लगे कभी

कभी पंखों को नींद आ गयी

बेताबी में सुकून कभी

कभी सुकून पे

बेताबी छा गयी

सुर्ख उनींदी आँखों से

अधजगी रातों में

तारे गिनने की कवायद

तेरी उल्फत में

यही रस्म ए वफ़ा

हमें रास आ गयी/

तुमसे कैसा यह नाता है

खुशियाँ तुम्हें मिलती है

दामन मेरा भर जाता है

करवटें तुम बदलते हो

सुकून मेरा छिन जाता है

आहत तुम होते हो

आब मेरी आँखों में

उभर जाता है

तुम्हारी आँखों से

अश्क़ छलकने से पहले

अपनी पलकों में समेटने को

जी चाहता है

अठखेलियां करती

लहरों में

क्यों तेरा अक्स

नज़र आता है

खामोश फिज़ाएँ

गुनगुनाने लगती हैं

तेरा ख़याल

मुझ में रम जाता है

कानों में सुरीली

घंटियाँ सी बजती है

जब तेरी आवाज़ का

जादू छाता है

ज़िन्दगी का आधा खाली ज़ाम

आधा भरा नज़र आता है

अनाम रिश्ते को

नाम देने की कोशिश में

शब्दकोष रीत जाता है

तुम्ही कहो ना

तुमसे यह कैसा

नाता है

रेत के समन्दर से

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ज़िन्दगी

रेत का समन्दर

शोख सुनहली

रूपहली

रेत सा भरा

आमंत्रित करता सा

प्रतीत होता है

एक अंजुरी ज़िन्दगी

पा लेने की

हसरत लिए

प्रयास करती हूँ

रेत को अंजुरी में

समेटने का

फिसलती सी लगती है

ज़िन्दगी

क्षणिक

हताश हो

खोल देती हूँ

जब अंजुरी

झलक जाता है

हथेली के बीचों बीच

एक इकलौता

रेत का कण

जो फिसल

गए

वो ज़िन्दगी के पल

कभी मेरे

थे ही नहीं

मेरी ज़िन्दगी का

पल

तो

वो है

जो जुड़ गया

मेरी हथेली के बीचों बीच

एक इकलौता

रेत का कण

बन के