SURYAST
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Nelson,the great grandfather of Mery had served the company veryfaithfully and obediently. Nelson was quite an ordinary man— a typical middle class man, but a sharp and shrewd business mind. He used to lift bales of clothes in Lancashire and kept loitering in the streets of London.
London was not so advanced as it is today. Londoners used to sleep on hey-mattresses. Before 1757 London breathed on the heartbeats of agriculture sector.It was like a cluster of suburbs. With cloth-bundles on his head , he used to wander in the London streets everyday and kept a close watch on the persons returning from India. Not only a close watch, but he also heard with rapt attention the stories of plundering India.He put his ears where he listened to the stories of valor and huge wealth of the mughal emperors, the stories of aristocratic tantrums of the Nawabs and their henchmen—- the stories of the luxuries of petty kings and their foolish acts of showing each other in a bad humour………..
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JAI HIND
Yeh kiska Tiranga hei?
Yeh mera jhanda hei ya tera Jhanda hei
Hum ladenge apni taakat dikhane
Tumhe yeh bataane ki Mere paas tumse adhik laathiyaan hein,
Tumse adhik bandooken hein,
Isliye Jhanda mei hi fahraaunga Tumne agar koshish ki to bura hashra hoga tumhara
Lekin ek Mein saaf kar doon mere Dost Aur dushman
Mere desh ke logo
Mein sarhad per jaan nichhawar karne walon ki shahadat se bhi
Koi matlab nahi rakhunga.
Apni kaali kamaayi , thekedari aur gorakgdhandhe men rahunga mast
Lekin swatantrata divas per kisi aur ko jhanda fahraane nahi doonga
Kisi Ko nahi, tumhe bhi nahi,—
Yeh meri taakat aur raajneetik sarookh ka sawal hei.
Koshi is mourning
The Koshi is mourning.
The death of thousands of her children
All young and old
Rich and poor
High and low
All her own children — whom she had loved , caressed ,hugged.
Koshi recalls the day —
Yes , August 18 it was in 2008.
But she can not remember the reason
Why she got so furious
So frenzied …..
Over her own beloved children !
She had thundered from the Himalya
Roared like a tigress
And breached the embankment near Kusaha —- the Nepalese land
And played her worst ever dance —
The Dance of Death ,which she
Had learnt from Lord Shiva ‘s Taandav.
Was there any insult caused to Koshi
By the mundane people?
Was she also carrying the corpse of her Paramour
On her shoulders?
And Koshi —- the mother Koshi turned into a demon
And devoured her own children
Men , women children when sleeping in deep slumber
Were inundated , alongwith their thatched roofs ,
People cried and asked — “O Mother Koshi !
What wrong have we committed ?
What is our sin?
Why this punishment ?”
But Koshi was deaf but not dumb .
She continued her dance and devoured ….
After one year
I can see the mother is mourning .
She mourns the death of her children .
But she is still looking blank into the sky
Lest she will strike again!
Will anyone tell when man will learn
The lessons of Nature?