अभिव्यक्ति by रौनक टांक~Book Review

अभिव्यक्ति एक हिंदी कविताओं का संग्रह है जिसे रौनक टांक द्वारा रचा गया हैं। इस कविताओं के संग्रह में कुल 86 कविता है।

कविताओं को बड़े ही सरल ढंग से लिखा गया हैं। कवि ने इन कविताओं के माध्यम से मनुष्य से जुड़ी भावनाओं को बड़े ही अलग ढंग से प्रस्तुत किया हैं। इन कविताओं में कई चीज़ों को शब्दों के माध्यम से बतलाया गया हैं, इनमे प्यार हैं, झूठे वादे, दर्द, स्नेह, उम्मीदें, तन्हाई, बेक़रारी, बेचैनी, तपस, त्याग, पुकार, बेवफ़ाई जैसे कई चीज़ों को बड़े ही अलग ढंग से शब्दों द्वारा प्रस्तुत किया गया हैं।

86 पन्ने और 86 कविताए।

मेरी राए ― वैसे तो हिंदी कविताएं मैं ज्यादा पढ़ा नही करती हूं लेकिन जब मुझे यह किताब पढ़ने का मौका मिला जो कि इंस्टाग्राम जैसे सोशल साइट पे प्रति दिन लिखने वाले मेरे प्रिय लेखकों में से एक कवि ने लिखी है तो मैंने ये मौका हाथ से गवाया नहीं। ये अपने आप में वो पहली किताब हैं, हिंदी में, जो मैंने पूरी पढ़ी हैं।

अब किताब और कविताओं पर आते हैं, जैसा कि पहले भी बताया हैं मैंने यह किताब बड़े ही सरल शब्दों में लिखी गयी हैं और यह किसी एक विषय पे लिखी गयी क़िताब नही हैं, इसमें कई विषयों पर लिखा गया हैं जो कि दिल को छु जाने वाले हैं।

इस किताब में कुछ ऐसी कविताएं थी जो मुझे बहुत ज्यादा पसंद आई एंड आशा यही रहेगी कि आपको भी पसन्द आये। वो कविताएं थी :-

1) हाँ साहब रंडी हुँ मैं।

ये कविता इससे पूरी किताब में लिखी गयी साई कविताओ में सबसे अच्छी कविता हैं। इस कविता के माध्यम से कवि ने एक वैश्या के जीवन, उसकी आवाज़, उसकी मज़बूरी को हमारे सामने रखा हैं।

2) मगर मैं वैश्या तो नहीं।

एक लड़की की हालत जो इससे समाज में आज के समय मे हैं और कैसे अपने ही समाज मे वो एक कैदी की तरह जीती हैं, यह कविता उस बारे में है।

3) बुजुर्ग

काम शब्दों में बहुत कुछ कह जाने वाली ये कविता हैं।

4) नारी

कई पुरुष आज भी महिलाओं को एक चीज़ मात्र ही मानते हैं, यह कविता उन सभी नारीयो की आवाज़ हैं।

5) सही समझा ख़राब से निकले

बेवफ़ाई पे लिखी एक कविता ।

6) निर्भया

शिर्षक काफी है ये बताने के लिये की कविता किस बारे में है।

और भी कई कविताये जैसे कि काले जूते, कुछ भी कर लूं अब वो शख्स मेरा तो नही होगा, ताउम्र रहे वो हमारे काफ़ी होगा, पहचानोगे कैसे, नही तो उसे बुरा भी बहुत लगता है, माँ, बचपन…..भी काफ़ी अच्छे थे।

ये क़िताब मेरे पसंदीदा लेखकों में से एक के द्वारा लिखी गयी है इसका मतलब ये नही हैं कि मुझे सारी कविताएं पसंद आई जो भी लिखी गयी हैं। इस किताब में कई ऐसी भी कविताये थी जो कि, मुझे ऐसा लगा,  बिना मन से लिखी गयी है या फिर यू ही बिना कुछ सोचे लिख दी गयी हैं। और वो सारी कविताएं निरासा का कारण रहीं।

किताब का कवर और बढ़िया हो सकता था जबकि शीर्षक मुझे काफी पसंद आया।

मैं सभी हिंदी पाठकों को बस इतना कहना चाहूंगी कि इस किताब को एक बार जरूर पढ़ें और हाँ ऊपर लिखी 6 कविताओं जिनके बारे में बताया मैंने उसे पढ़ना न भूलें। 

आप अपने लिए इस किताब की एक कॉपी अमेज़न से ले सकते हैं, ये रहा आर्डर करने का लिंक। 


– of days I couldn’t feel myself

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I stayed awake some nights willing to fight with the blight. I cried, I yelled, anger took hold of me, I fought, I smiled; all at once.

I cried, I yelled, anger took hold of me, I fought, I smiled; all at once.

I fought, I smiled; all at once.

Those days of depression when I couldn’t bring myself back to who I was and to what I did.

Those days when I couldn’t open my hands because they were extremely busy in making a tight fist so that they can bear all the pain that was making my chest feel heavy enough; as if someone had put some heavy weight on it.

Those days when my clenched fist somehow got opened because it had to cover the mouth tightly such that they couldn’t let an inch of sound come out of the mouth.
Those days when even the slightest beam of light irritated me and the only light that enlightened was the green LED notification fluctuating from my mobile.
Those days when my stomach craved for the food mom had made with all her love but I couldn’t eat because my mouth refused to have it.

Those days when my eyes forgot that they know how to cry as those drops even forgot their ways to come out.

Those days when talking to someone was very rare for me yet I searched for love, that little love which could have helped me not to get lost in the woods. The love I found inside me after several failed attempts of finding that outside.

I didn’t give up on my life,

I never did.

I stayed strong and will stay forever.

A letter to my 1st love

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So this goes for the 1st love of my life.

Dear love,
Sometimes I wish I were the comfy quilt in the chilled winter night so that you would have embraced me like you never really did. Or sometimes I wish I were the little puppy of yours that sometimes cries when it hurts and you hold her in your caressing arms, not letting her cry unlike me.

Do you remember the nights I begged you to let me sleep but you didn’t just to finish a useless conversation or the times when the precious pearls couldn’t stop themselves from coming out over the late night call? Oh, how on earth I could forget or you either the time when the knives, sadly three were there but all blunt, held my hand the way no one ever did? Or that 12 am Tuesday night when you kept on calling and bound me to receive them or the time when the first day of my period came and I was screaming in pain but all you wanted was to meet, you cared about yourself not me.

Don’t you miss the smiles, the giggles, the laughter, the pink lower lips, the bright glow of eyes, that wink, the shiny hair, that plaited one, and the innocent face of your baby?

Don’t you miss the child inside an 18 years old girl whom you turned into a frail 5 years old kid who cries because of every little thing?

Don’t you miss the girl whose lips never got tired of taking your name? Don’t you miss the girl whom you used to call with baby, babu, shona, nimona…..endless cute little names?

Sometimes I wish I would not be this much talkative then probably that “BHAIYA” would never be changed into “GADHA.” And sometimes I wish I wouldn’t have entered in your life or you in mine, life would have been much easier to live.

~From the writer whose words hate you still write of you.

Les just not be only friendz by Vikash Sharma~ Book Review

Title– Les just not be only friendz

Author– Vikash Sharma

Publisher– Creative Keeda Publications

No. of pages– 276

Price-160 INR

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Les just not be only friendz (1) is based on relationships and various phases of a graduate student’s life. The novel is set in Noida (NCR) in the time-period of 2009 – 2011.
The novel tells the story of a young, average performer and simple middle-class guy, who in desperate bid to not join his father’s profession of selling mechanical spare parts in a small town, comes to Delhi after graduation to study in a Film school, hoping to make it big and become successful in a short time span.

Aakash opts to stay with his old school friend Dhiru and his trouble making friends, who were perusing engineering from Noida. Before he could sink with the feel of Delhi NCR, he falls for a girl named Neha and finds him swept away by love and varied emotions. Dhiru does not like the progress in Aakash and Neha’s blooming relationship and consistently tries to act as second fiddle.
In order to save his friendship with Dhiru and in seeking Neha’s love, Aakash goes through various troublesome phases, which test him over time and eventually changes him from a shy and simple person to a completely different kind.
Towards the end, in order to prove his true love to Neha, Aakash accidentally ends up doing something that he had never dreamed of. The incident terribly jeopardizes their relationship. Will they ever get back to each other?

No, It’s not entirely a romantic story of panic stricken Aakash and confusedly demanding Neha,
But,
Yes. It’s an amalgamation of intricate relationships, set in modern times, focusing towards the trials and tribulations of average, but true lovers. It’s an endearing tale of veritable friendship and love in its ever changing colors.

Review

Les just not be only friendz (1) is the first book of its trilogy with the succeeding two books pending to be written and/or published. This book is just another youth romance, nothing unusual but hey, this is what our world is…. usual stuffs :).

The title of the book has altered spelled words, I don’t understand the point, maybe the point is to point at those youths who write everything on social media with altered words and billions of stupid #hashtags. So, it’s clear now but I didn’t like this alteration. But the title conveys what the book is about, so that’s “thumbs up”. The subtitle is good too.

Now the cover. It’s catchy but doesn’t mean its good, it’s really not. Moreover, the warm color dominates over the subtitle and blurb (at back) making it quite hard to be read.

The story is itself as thin as a 10 rupees dairy milk and should not have exceeded 100 pages but somehow the author made it in 270 pages **coughs**. The book is really really lengthy with repetitiveness, challenging my patience to the extreme. Also, there were so many slang words beeped in the book which was a bit irritating to me. There were conversations written in Hindi language keeping the originalness of the book but they were too many and may cause disturbance to non-hindi speakers. There were also some grammatical mistakes but those didn’t cause any disruption. The protagonist, Akash, I think, portrays the mindset of the author himself as there were some moral philosophical statements throughout the novel which who else can give other than the person bearing it. One of those statements begs us to change the way we look at prostitutes. I’ll say that its really good of him (the author) to include such things, so a thumb up here too :).

Now I think I have only been covering the negatives of the book and I beg pardon for this. This book also has many positives, like the story itself, the college life and the portrayal of modern love stories and friendship in the midst. The book is interesting enough to make me turn pages and with all the negatives, I am waiting for the sequels, curiously.

The first half of the novel introduces Akash, covers his family background and other things, nicely where the second half is a bit less repetitive which is a good thing.

The book could have been a lot better, especially by precise words and excluding some irrelevant things. At the end, I’ll say it’s a worth read and rate it 2 stars out of 5.

I recommend it to people who are looking for a novel on college life, youth romance, and friendship. It really sums up all these three nicely.

Amazon Link

– of him

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We named love,
A-L-W-A-Y-S.

Every time I would ask,
“There?”
he replied-
“Always”,
as if it were a TFIOS scene.
“Okay?”
“Okay! ”

His lips were on mine that day, licking, and the one you call lip lock made me all nervous and the flashbacks of past- those vivid pictures, kept flashing in front of my eyes.
.
“Hey, are you fine?
always, you know.”
“Always.”

*I smiled.*

Give me a broad smile, he said.
I did smile and he kissed my tears and started smiling even broader.

I looked myself in the mirror
to see that smiling face of mine, my mind almost forgot how it looked like.

He hugged me from behind,
but instead of kissing,
we looked at each other; smiling in the mirror,
we captured memories in our eyes rather than clicking pictures.
We wove moments in hours.

We made love,
instead of him lifting me up in his arms
I lifted him in mine.

And he smiled, laughed, giggled,
after 7 years.
I too did.
-A.A.