Poetry for the soul & wit for mind
Found in my archives a #Review of my poetry book in #Indian #Literature published by #Sahitya #Akademi
Review: Borough in the Mist by Sandeep Silas
Reviewed Work: Borough in the Mist by Sandeep Silas
Review by: J. Bhagyalakshmi
Indian Literature
Vol. 51, No. 4 (240) (July-August 2007), pp. 211-213
Published by: Sahitya Akademi
Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/23346142
Page Count: 3
We edited this Book “OUR INDIAN RAILWAY” for the Celebration of ‘150 Years of Railways in India’- Roopa Srinivasan, Manish Tiwari and I, Sandeep Silas. It was part of the mammoth plan conceptualized by me and implemented with the assistance of colleagues all over the Indian Railways.
Nice to find an appreciative mention by Dr. Bibek Debroy, Member NITI Ayog, India.
On February 19, 2017, the Maratha Sewa Sangh and Backward Minorities Front (non-political) organized a Public Felicitation Ceremony at AGRA (India) on the occasion of Shivaji Jayanti and conferred the Bharat Gaurav Samman (Pride of India Award) for remarkable and outstanding public service in governance!
First public award in hometown Agra !
These lovely people forever changed my concept of a public felicitation…
Reminded of the Song- Ye public hai, ye sab jaanti hai, ye public hai….. (The people know it all, nothing escapes their eyes!
The Crown et al…
The spirit behind the public service front, Shri Jitendra Yadav ji- a grassroot leader of exceptional energy, admirable conviction, and commitment to public service! People like him spend their lifetime making and changing India!
JAI HIND !
Sheeshey… (Glass…)
Sandeep Silas ‘deep’
Kahin pe aah nikley, to kahin pe dam nikley
Mere armaan mere khwabon ke barabar nikley
(Somewhere the cry came out, somewhere my breath
My desires found the same fate as of my dreams)
Chah se kabhi kya etbaar aur wafa nikley
Khushi ke kareeb pahunchh dekha, puraney gham nikley
(Do faith and trust ever get a life just because you love?
What I found near my happiness, was nothing but old wounds)
Jo labrez they dil, ranai-e-mohabbat se
Wo bhi kuchh chatkey huey sheeshey nikley
(The heart that overflowed with the loveliness of love
Came out to be nothing, but pieces of shattered glass)
Tukdey-tukdey zameer main kab tak batorta
Kuey-yaar mein andherey tehkhaney nikley
(How long could I pick up, pieces of her conscience
In the lane of my beloved, I discovered dark alleys)
Saj ke pujta raha mere hathon wo lamha-ba-lamha
Mangney aaye zindagi, to wo bhi khamosh butt nikley
(The One whom I worshipped each moment as I adorned her
She too became a statue of silence, when I asked her for life)
Aye insaan pathar ke butt ki ibadat hi kar le
Shayad uss sey hi kuchh duaon ka jawab nikley
(O Man, worship the statue of stone instead
Perhaps, some answers to life, you might find in prayers)
Zaar na huey mere iradey, na thakey raastey
Mere yaar ke masoom kadam hi kamzor nikley
(Neither my determination is broken, nor my paths tired
The innocent steps of my beloved came out to be weak)
Ghuncha dahan mein chhuppi mohabbat khudgarz nikley
Kya hua iss jahan ko, koi sachha na nikley
(The love hidden in a bud like face, reveals itself so self-centered
What has happened to this world, none is found true anymore)
Haseen baaton se bhartey they jo zindagi
Fareb ki chadar oddey wo samajhdar nikley
(The one who filled my life with sweet nothings
Was found so worldly wise, underneath a veil of deceit)
‘Deep’ si mohabbat aaj koi kar le mujhsey
Aag mein jal kar hi, baati se roshni nikley
(May someone love me like a ‘deep’ today
The wick gives light, only as it burns in the fire)
(Jan 26, 2017; Kolkata; 8.10 am to 9.14 am)
