Hardik Jain Shares A Special Write-up On International Women's Day 2025.
Hardik Jain Shares A Special Write-up On International Women's Day 2025 As Mentioned Below :-
“AURAT KI NAYI PEHCHAAN”
(Dard Se Taqat Tak; Ek Nayi Kahani Ki Shuruaat.)
(On the special occasion of International Women’s Day – March 8th, 2025)
Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki, ek aurat ko apni zindagi mein kaafi dard, aansu aur thokarein milti hain, lekin woh kabhi na kabhi apni taqat ko pehchanti hai aur apne haq ke liye ladti hai. Samaj mein uski izzat aur pehchaan ka hamesha apmaan hota hai, lekin jab woh apni awaaz uthati hai, tab uski musibat ka safar khatam hota hai aur ek nayi roshni ka safar shuru hota hai. Har aurat ki kahani ek alag dard aur sangharsh se bhari hoti hai, par jab woh apne jazbaat ko apni taqat banati hai, toh uska rang duniya ko dikhayi deta hai, aur uski zindagi ke rang kabhi bhi pehle se behtar hote hain.
Bheed ke shor mein jo awaaz kho gayi,
Woh ek aurat ki thi… jo khud se hi rooth gayi.
Duniya ke rangon mein woh rang na payi,
Apni khushiyon ko usne khud hi aag lagayi.
Zindagi ke safar mein woh bhatak si gayi,
Apne hi khwab ke tukdon se katak si gayi.
Muskurahat ke parde mein dukh chhupa gayi,
Khud hi ko har baar bhulti chali gayi.
Fir ek din jab aaya, sirf naam ka hi samman,
Par sirf ek din ka pyaar - kya yahi hai insaaf?
Jo har roz khudke zakhmon par marham lagati hain,
Kya ek tareekh se uski taqdeer badal jati hain?
Taqdeer likhne waale kal bhi andhe the,
Aaj bhi soch ki en zanjeeron mein qaid hain.
Alfaaz chamka ke bhi andheron mein kho gaye,
Haq ke parcham sirf kitaabon mein so gaye.
Woh jo janm dete hi khud mar jaati hain,
Shaadi ke geeton mein doli ban jaati hain.
Apni khushiyon ka kafan odh leti hain,
Mitti se bani thi, mitti ho jaati hain.
Chhoti si hasi bhi ab qayamat-si lagti hain,
Har dukh ko sehna bhi, ab ibadat-si lagti hain.
Chulhe ke dhuen mein jiske sapne bhi jal gaye hain,
Zindagi ke farsh par armaan bik gaye hain.
Koi galiyon mein beimaan nazron ka shikaar hoti hain,
Koi court mein talaq ke kaagaz pe mohar lagwati hain.
Koi ghar ki deewaron mein zinda dafan hoti hain,
Koi sadkon pe har roz beizzat ki jaati hain.
Koi apne tan ka pradarshan kar paisa kamati hain,
Koi sanskriti ka bojh uthaye ghut-ghut ke jeeti hain.
Ek taraf apni izzat ko khule bazaar mein bech deti hain,
Doosri taraf izzat bachane par kaat di jati hain.
Kabhi janam se pehle hi mar di jaati hain,
Kabhi rishtey ke zakhmon mein jalayi jaati hain.
Kabhi social media par apni laaj ka sauda karti hain,
Views ke chakkar main apne kapde tak utar jaati hain.
Kisi ki laash mili thi nadi ke kinaare,
Kisi ki aakhri cheekh chuup gayi akhbaar ke sahare.
Balatkaar ki khabaron se safhe bhare pade hain,
Lekin insaaf ke darwaze aaj bhi band pade hain.
Aurat sirf ek jism hain - yahi samaj ki soch hain,
Imaan bik raha hai, izzat bhi nilam ho rahi hain.
Jise kabhi maa ka darja diya gaya,
Wahi har roz mazaak ban kar reh gaya.
“Lekin har andhera hamesha ke liye nahi hota hain,
Har raat ke baad ek naya savera zaroor hota hain”
Ek taraf phir bhi woh jee rahi hain,
Ghar ke bojh tale muskura rahi hain.
Woh mehaz chingari nahi, ek puri mashaal hain,
Jo andheron se ladne ko bhi taiyyar hain.
Kisi ne lahu se tareekh likh di,
Kisi ne andheron mein roshni kar di.
Jhansi ki Rani ne talwar uthai thi,
Kalpana ne aasman ki bulandiyan chuyi thi.
Koi courtroom mein kanoon ka chehra badal rahi,
Koi khoon-paseene se apni duniya sanwaar rahi.
Koi khel me swarn padak jeet rahi,
Toh koi desh ki arthvyavastha sambhal rahi.
Ek aurat jo bikti hai, ek aurat jo banati hain,
Ek aurat jo seh rahi hai, ek aurat jo kar-dikhlati hain.
Koi bani hai self-made queen, toh koi bas ek laash,
Koi tod rahi hai bandhan, toh koi jhel rahi hai saaz(ish).
“Par ek gehra sawaal mere zehen mein abhi bhi hain,
Ki aaj yeh duniya kis mod pe khadi hain?”
Kab tak aurat sirf ek din ki mehmaan rahegi?
Kab tak uska dukh sirf ek ehsaas ban ke rahega?
Kab tak wah khud apna bazaar lagayegi?
Kab tak woh apni hi aag mein jalti jayegi?
Bheed ke shor mein jo awaaz kho gayi,
Woh ek aurat ki thi… jo khud se hi rooth gayi.
Par ab uski cheekh uski nayi aawaaz banegi,
Ab uski chhaya se duniya ka andaaz chamkayegi.
Ab woh bechari nahi, aaj woh ek jazbaa hain,
Ab woh majboor nahi, ek shakti ka noor hain.
Mohabbat ke rang mein bhi, toofan-sa saaz hain,
Nayi pehchaan ke armaan, unke hoslon ka raaz hain.
“Zindagi ki raahon mein jo thokre khayi thi,
Ab woh aurat apne jazbaat se duniya jeet rahi hain.”
- By HARDIK JAIN. ©
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Post By Hardik Jain
ABOUT HARDIK JAIN
The Hardik Jain, Two World Record Holder in the Glorious & the Inkzoid Book of Records, hailing from the Indore, is currently pursuing his MBA in Finance (2023-25) from AGBS Indore. He possesses a deep passion for writing and is a poet at heart.
His remarkable achievements include-
• National Book of Records 2022.
• Bharat Vibhushan Award in Literature for the Year 2023.
• Rabindranath Tagore Literature Award, Bhartiya Bhanusimha Puraskar & Bhartiya Sahitya Samman by DRDC Global.
• Best Achievers Award from the Magic Book of Records.
• Indian Proud Award from Indian Proud Book of Records 2023.
• Received numerous prestigious awards in the field of Literature.
He is the compiler of the book- “Wisdom’s Legacy: A Teacher’s Day Gift,” and has published three solo book till the date-
• Motherhood Unveiled: Life, Love, And Struggles, which is a literary masterpiece that captures the essence of motherhood in all its glorious complexities, leaving readers with a deeper appreciation for the incredible journey of being a mother, which he dedicated to all the beloving MOTHERS in the UNIVERSE.
• Emotional Harmony: The Poet's Personal Odyssey - Volume-1 & Volume-2, where the writer takes you on a delightful journey through their own feelings and emotions.
Blog: https://hjain1469.blogspot.com
Instagram: https://bit.ly/hjain_1469 and https://bit.ly/hjain_poetries_1469_
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