Tag Archives: Memories

There are times when lovers realize that their separation is inevitable and that they would never ever see each other. They may pretend otherwise but in their hearts they know the truth. Those moments are stressful and unforgettable. Final good-bye and all is over. A silent wound created in the …

There is always nostalgia about the country we left long ago. Even as we wade our way through alien society and land, heart often pines for good old Home. Here is a poem of this nostalgia from Ramdhari Singh Dinkar – Rajiv Krishna Saxena रे प्रवासी जाग रे प्रवासी‚ जाग‚ …

Little girls are like angles. They live in their own world of stuffed toys and fantasy. Then they grow up… and one day leave the house. Stuffed toys they once played with, are left behind, a constant reminder to parents of their little daughter. Rajiv Krishna Saxena दीदी का भालू …

These days no one write letters. In past-years, people wrote letters and the receivers preserved those letters, at times for life. Those old preserved letters were magic and the following lovely poem tells us why. Rajiv Krishna Saxena पुराने पत्र हर पुराना पत्र सौ–सौ यादगारों का पिटारा खोलता है। मीत …

Atal Ji’s poems have deep roots in the India tradition. Here is one that describes a typical rural Indian house hold of the yester years. It is a picture that we are sadly losing rapidly under the pressure of “modernization” – Rajiv Krishna Saxena आओ मन की गांठें खोलें यमुना …

We all miss our childhood. That carefree time of fun without worries never returns. We are for ever stuck with the grown up world of endless worries, apprehensions and ambitions. Here is a very famous poem of Subhadra Kumari Chauhan about that lovely childhood –Rajiv Krishna Saxena मेरा नया बचपन …

Times are changing fast. So many things we witnessed in our childhood appear to have vanished now. Soon many other old and traditional things will vanish. Our next generation will not ever see many things and traditions we saw. For example, when we were young children, we were experts in …

You have reached the peak of career and life is taking you places. You have accomplished what ever is worthwhile in life and a loving family surrounds you. Yet, that first love in the life long bygone though, still haunts you. When all is quiet around, that face silently emerges …

A son turns out to be a copy of his father. As we grow, we gradually realize that in our mannerism, thinking and opinions, we become more and more like our fathers. Here is a touching poem that brings out this truth out in the voice of the son at …

Another lovely poem by Atal Ji. One more year has passed by and one can just observe and feel inside the emptiness of this uninterrupted yet repetitive stream of passage of time….Rajiv Krishna Saxena एक बरस बीत गया झुलसाता जेठ मास शरद चांदनी उदास सिसकी भरते सावन का अन्तर्घट रीत …