अदृश्य

अदृश्य हैं ,
सड़क पे चलते हुए बच्चों के नंगे पांव अदृश्य हैं,
वो छाले, वो घाव ,
वो चुभते पत्थर
अदृश्य हैं।

वो पटरियों पे फैली रोटियां ,
वो खून , वो चूड़ियां ,
वो बिखरे चप्पल, वो टूटे सपने, अदृश्य हैं
वो माँ के आँचल में सिमटी ममता
अदृश्य है।

वो संसद मे बनी नीतियां,
वो अरबों के पैकेज ,
गरीबों के आसुं पोछते नेता, अदृश्य हैं |
वो वोट बैंक की ताक़त,
वो इक्कीसवी सदी का भारत,
वो ईश्वर की रहमत,
वो अमीरों की दौलत,
वो राजाओं के तख्त,
अदृश्य है।

चीखती थी कभी जो,
वो जज वो अदालत
अदृश्य है,
इस जग से इंसान की इंसानियत
अदृश्य है।


Translation: I am not good with translations but I’ve tried a bit using google translate. I hope it is making sense.

Invisible

Invisible,
Children walking barefoot on the roads are invisible,
Those blisters, those wounds,
Those stinging stones
Are invisible.

Chapati spread on railway tracks,
That blood, those bangles,
Those slippers, those broken dreams, are invisible
Love within a mother’s lap, invisible.

Those policies made in Parliament,
Those packages worth billions,
Leaders wiping tears of the poor, are invisible.
That vote bank power,
twenty-first century India,
God’s mercy,
The wealth of the rich,
The throne of the kings,
all invisible.

The judges, and courts,
that once used to scream
are invisible,
In this world full of humans,
humanity
is invisible.


Lockdown In Pictures

March: Wheat almost ready for harvest, cooler temperatures, blue skies.
March: This is where I go everyday to get milk. That is a Mango tree in full bloom. The scene, and the cows are more beautiful than they look in the picture.
March: A day after it rained heavily. The hills nearby looked beautiful that day.
March: Moon and Venus, too far, too small, too beautiful!
March: A lady bug sitting on a wheat plant. We used to call it the pass-fail insect. If it flies off your hand, you’ll pass your exams, if it drops down or does nothing, you’ll fail… Very easy method.
April: Wheat is ready for harvest..the fields are golden, the atmosphere is dusty and too allergic.
April: I took a sunset picture almost every single day. This is not the best one. Those are for an altogether different post.
April: Mulberry I stole from a silkworm rearing government farm near our place.
April: Wheat threshing …earlier it used to be done manually..now there are machines that finish the work in minutes.
April: Our neighbours are building a new hut.
May: This dog thinks she’s a calf. I am serious. Ever since they are born, she hasn’t left their side. The proximity increases everyday..
May: This is how it looked at 2 pm one day. It felt like the apocalypse. The sky went dark suddenly and it rained like cats and dogs. It was too too scary.
May: The scenes after the storm. A buffalo calf grazing in the fields.
May: Not the supermoon but a day after that. It was actually this red, I haven’t edited this a bit.
May: This is what a makeshift apiary looks like. It looks like a graveyard to me to be honest.
May:The weather is finally hot in here. Thanks to western disturbances, we haven’t had temperature touching 40°C till now, but summer is coming and I am already stressed out. I hope the monsoons are here soon.

All these pictures were clicked by me in the last two months since the lockdown began. These are all scenes near my home. I didn’t even have to venture more than 500m for these photos. This is how the lockdown looks like when you live in a small Indian village. 😊