Monday, January 26, 2015

202.She is As Old As Me


There are millions of girls even today being married at an age when they should be playing with dolls and nourishing dreams of career. We have been celebrating the birth of this republic for more than six decades.Yet strangely,many girls in our society still perish under the age old dogmas and we look on.For we believe, interfering in others personal life is not our business.Had it been a case of inter-caste  marriage or communal clash you would see our furry in the most unimaginative way.Shattered ,my pen pours out what it sees, on this 66th Republic Day.

She is as old as me
She is a dutiful wife
She is the mother of two.
A daughter and a son.


Son- in-law and grandchild
Are her pride.
Soon she will have
A daughter- in- law too;
And be blessed perhaps
With many grand children.



Her humble settlement
Appears to be filled
With mirth and happiness
Seeking bliss even
In unawareness.

Right to Education
Or Rights of a Girl Child
She never has dared
To think about.
Or did she ?
To be snubbed into silence.

She smiles unfazed
By the plight of her state.
She is just one of her kind
With no changes seen
In Four score
And two years of her life.
Yet it pains me to see
Even after 66 years of 
India becoming a Republic.
This is her plight.


By Binita Jha

Sunday, January 25, 2015

201. कागा

लाल गुलाब जे देखल कागा  

ढोहि करेज मे ऊठल  कागा  

हवा जे सिहकल धीरे धीरे  
केलक मोन के बेकल कागा   

गाम परल अछि हमरा मोन 
कुचरब सुनि छी हरषल कागा

अछि आँगन में सब कुशल ने 
ककरो सुधि नै भेटल कागा 

बैसल छी किछु किछु सुनबा लै 

सुनबै सबहक मंगल कागा

बिनीता झा 

Saturday, January 24, 2015

200.O Maa Saraswati!

O Maa Saraswati!
O Maa Shardae!
You have come all the way
Dressed in white
Riding your swan
On this Basant Panchmi
To bless us indiscriminately.

Lute , book and lotus
Are your  powerful instruments,
You spread wisdom and knowledge
Among us the ignorant.

Weaving the magic of words
You wipe out illiteracy 
Making none but the pen 
Mightier than the sword.

You conducts the biggest orchestra.
Playing your lute just to soothe
Ailing human hearts
Lost in gloom.

O Veena Vahini !
Welcome to my abode
Please stay Maa
Beyond Basant Panchmi.


By Binita Jha

Friday, January 23, 2015

199. Dream


Ill-fated doom
 Would fade away
Bringing genial smile
On each dream's face
Daring to realize their dream.
Friends have the audacity
To stand beside your dream.
Don't just dream
Of chasing your dream
Or fret on being left out.
Have the ability 
To rise from slumber
Not just to aspire 
But also work and perspire
To lure and charm your dream.


By Binita Jha

Thursday, January 22, 2015

198.Silence


Silencing is insane
Silence is crippling
Yet silence is silent
Observing in silence.


The imperceptible silence 
Moves unmoved 
Suffocating us in silence.

Feverishly we offer
Silent prayers
For silence to lift
Alas!in vain to be silenced
By impregnating Silence.

By Binita Jha


197.मालिक

केकरा बुझाबी के  की मालिक 
बुझत कियैक कियों  मालिक 

दर्द से  फाटल अपन सीना 
कोनाके सीबु हमर मालिक 

मिठगर बोली सीख नै सक्लो 
सत्य त हरदम  तीते  मालिक 

अहाँ से बेसी कियो की बुझत 
सभक हित लेल अहाँ मालिक 

वरदान दिय पार लागै नैया
स्वीकार करू नमन मालिक 

बिनीता झा