Remember your first love? Well, Bharti ji puts forward two points of view. Firstly every one forgets the first love as it is not very important. He also puts forward an alternative view point that no one ever forgets the first love. I leave the decision to the readers. Rajiv …

Fast changing social system and increasing complexity of modern life have bewildered the modern man. This feeling is reflected in contemporary modern poetry too. Here is a lovely poem expressing the rather undefined sense of being lost. The feeling that we don’t even know what we actually want in life… …

Dear readers, my mother Dr. Veerbala who was my inspiration and a great help in the editorial work for Geeta-Kavita, is no more. She was 79 years old but remained alert and intellectually active till her end came on Monday the 9th August 2010. The only sister of the famous …

It was in 1960s that I heard on Aakashvani radio, the so called “Tuktaks” written and recited by the well know poet Bharat Bhushan Agarwal. I could not locate them in print but some readers have occasionally written to me about presenting those tuktaks. I remembered four of them that …

When a child is young, his/her universe begins and ends in mother. Here is a simple and lovely poem from a child to her mother, written by Sumitranandan Pant. Rajiv Krishna Saxena मैं सबसे छोटी होऊं मैं सबसे छोटी होऊँ तेरी गोदी में सोऊँ तेरा आँचल पकड़-पकड़कर फिरू सदा माँ …

Breaking of dawn is a magical moment. Here is a lovely poem of Shri Bharat Bhushan Agrawal describing this magic. – Rajiv Krishna Saxena फूटा प्रभात फूटा प्रभात‚ फूटा विहान बह चले रश्मि के प्राण विहग के गान मधुर निर्झर के स्वर झर–झर‚ झर–झर। प्राची का अरुणाभ क्षितिज‚ मानो अंबर …

In this lovely poem, flowers are metaphors for children. Those children who do not have a childhood are like wilted flowers. Like the children I photographed recently in Delhi’s Sarojini Nagar Market, selling various sundry items to passers by. Rajiv Krishna Saxena कुम्हलाये हैं फूल अभी–अभी तो खिल आये थे …

We often feel that this life was just a learning experience and if only we could do it again with the accumulated wisdom. At time we feel dejected at the contorted and unfair ways of the world. If only we could run away and find a better place… This poem …

As a man matures in thinking, his past simple beliefs slowly get shattered and the real bitter truth about life stares directly into his eyes. It is like the shattering of belief in Santa Clause in children. Sooner or later the real truth dawns. Here is a famous poem of …

Calamities come in every one’s life. There could be death of a near and dear one or losing love of one’s life. Desperation may follow and everything may look dark and hopeless. Here Bachchan Ji tells in his inimitable style, it is fine to light a tiny lamp to dispel …