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(1957) in Hindi from Nagpur University;

PASSION AND L.T. (1950 ; Madhya Bharat Govt.)

COMPASSION Places of work — Bundelkhand, Chambal


region and Malwa.

High School Teacher from July 1945.


Retired as Professor on 1 July 1984 (M.P.
Govt. Educational service).
Selected once for the post of Professor of
Hindi Language & Literature, in
Tashkent University, U.S.S.R. (1978) by
UGC & ICCR (NEW DELHI)
Principal Investigator (U.G.C. / Jiwaji
University, Gwalior) from 1984 to 1987.
Professor in the IGNOU Teaching Centre
of Jiwaji University, Gwalior in 1992.

Worked as Chairman \ Member of


various committees in Indore University,
Vikram University, Ujjain & Dr.
Bhimrao Ambedkar University, Agra.

Worked as a member in the managing


committees of 'Gwalior Shodh Sansthan',
'Madhya Pradesh Hindi Granth
Academy' & 'Rashtra-Bhasha Prachar
Samiti, Bhopal'.

DR. MAHENDRA BHATNAGAR From time to time, poems included in


various Text-Books of curricula of
Dr. Mahendra Bhatnagar's is one of the Educational Boards & Universities of
significant post-independence voices in India.
Hindi and Indian English Poetry,
expressing the lyricism and pathos, Worked as one of the members in the
aspirations and yearnings of the modern Audition Committees of Drama / Light
Indian intellect. Rooted deep into the Music of All India Radio (Akashvani) -
Indian soil, his poems reflect not only the Stations Indore and Gwalior. Contracted
moods of a poet but of a complex age. Song-Writer of All India Radio \ For all
Radio Stations (Light Music Section).
Born in Jhansi (Uttar Pradesh) at Broadcast many poems, talks and other
maternal grandfather's residence on 26 programmes from Indore, Bhopal,
June 1926; 6 a.m. Gwalior and New Delhi (National
Channels) Radio Stations.
Primary education in Jhansi, Morar Conducted and directed many literary
(Gwalior) and Sabalgarh (Morena); societies in Ujjain, Dewas, Dhar,
Matric (1941) from High School, Morar Mandsaur and Gwalior.
(Gwalior); Inter (1943) from Madhav Appointed as one of the Award-Judges by
College, Ujjain; B.A. (1945) from Victoria 'Bihar Rashtra-Bhasha Parishad, Patna'
College, - at present, Maharani Laxmi Bai (1981 & 1983), 'Uttar Pradesh Hindi
College - Gwalior; M. A. (1948) and Ph.D. Sansthan, Lucknow' (1983), 'Rajasthan

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Sahitya Akademi, Udaipur' Received awards, four times ( 1952, 1958,
(1991,1993,1994) & 'Hindi Sahitya 1960, 1985. ) from Madhya Bharat &
Parishad, Ahmedabad, Gujrat (2001). Madhya Pradesh Govts.
Poems translated, published and
broadcast in many foreign and Indian Edited literary magazines 'Sandhya'
languages. (Monthly) and Pratikalpa' (Quarterly)
from Ujjain.
Eleven volumes of poems in English : Member Advisory Board : Indian Journal
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One volume of translated poems in


  
French ('A Modern Indian Poet : Dr.
Mahendra Bhatnagar : Un Poèt Indien Et Critical Explication of Mahendra
Moderne'.) Bhatnagar’s
Works published in seven volumes in ' Passion and Compassion'
Hindi - three of Poems (comprising
sixteen earlier collections), two of Critical — Dr. Anita Myles
articles, one on Premchand ( Research Mahendra Bhatnagar has been involved with the
work) and one of Miscellaneous writings. writing of poetry for the past six decades. 'Passion and
Compassion' is his latest collection of fifty poems.
Published research & critical studies : Thematically the volume is comprehensive bringing
(1) Living Through Challenges : A out admirably ,the poet’s perception of society the
Study of Dr. Mahendra world over. One has the opportunity to come into
close contact with Mahendra Bhatnagar’s varied
Bhatnagar's Poetry experiences of life both pleasant as well as unpleasant
for he believes that joys and sorrows together
(2) Poet Dr. Mahendra Bhatnagar : comprise the main tenets of human existence. The
His Mind And Art. bitter truths of life are presented adroitly woven within
the texture of his prolific and fecund imagination.
The poems compiled in this collection
(3) The Poetry of Mahendra entitled Passion and Compassion revolve around
Bhatnagar : Realistic & Visionary man, the Divine’s extraordinary creation. However,
Aspects [forthcoming] poems depicting the negative qualities of this supreme
creation such as lack of humanism, selfishness, greed,
desire to usurp what belongs to others, inequality and
the corruption among political leaders outnumber the

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poems which enumerate the blessings of human It is only then that the bonds of affection and
emotions like love, passion and compassion for those fraternity are strengthened between man and man.
in distress. Nevertheless, the poet is not entirely Mutual understanding is the very basis of the 'single
disturbed by this bleak scenario. His enduring cogent family' of mankind. In a country like India even one’s
optimism rushes to rescue him enabling him to share name has the potency of creating apprehension,
his buoyancy about life with the readers. Nature, mistrust suspicion and animosity for the name spells
which occupies a prominent place in his other out one’s religion or one’s caste. The poet eagerly
collections has been reduced to just a few poems in anticipates a time to come when names do not bear
this collection." Bewitched" is one such poem where one’s clan or religion. After all at the root we are all
the poet is enchanted by the fragrance and beauty of human beings created by the same Divine Power.
the jasmine. So much so that he personifies the In the contemporary scenario of uncertainty
creeper and its flowers. To quote the poet: and suffering the emotion of love turns out to be a
O the fair coloured! boon—'A gift, life-like!' Love reiterates words of
O the glittering coloured! comfort and solace having the inert potency to subdue
O my companion, the onslaughts of misfortune. Such feelings of oneness
Soft and delicate! and brotherhood are to be treasured forever. Hence the
From where poet states emphatically:
You have snatched /stolen The feeling of love and affection
Such bewitching beauty! Alone
Similarly in the poem “Breeze”, the poet Is the best choice in the creation!
personifies the enlivening, redolent breeze for it has The above lines anticipate Matthew Arnold,
the puissance of exhilarating the poet. He solicits to who in spite of his cynical attitude to life believed in
have a life long companionship with the breeze that the creative power of love exhorting, “Ah! Love let us
affords him such comfort and solace. The questions of be true to one another”. .
life and death remain an enigma for the poet as he Two poems in the collection bearing the
ponders over the evanescence of man’s existence. We same title, that is, 'Passion and Compassion' re-
flicker like a lamp and establish the fact that only passion and compassion for
All of a sudden on any day human beings can make the tempestuous journey of
The throbbing of the heart will stop. life endurable. Bonds of affection, according to the
But then one has to continue traversing poet, are the strongest to keep humanity together. To
thwarting the impediments of life’s journey. The quote the poet :
same idea is contained in the poem 'A Moment'. It Let the waving wick of love
takes just one moment for the journey of life to come Go on burning
to an end, hence the sensitive poet utterly percipient In both of our hearts!
of fleeting time sincerely exhorts mankind to make Let the mutual emotion
the best of the few moments that are at hand and to And compassion
live every moment to the fullest Of our living souls
Before Go on cherishing!
It crushes your existence. The positive emotion of love takes away
'Willing to Live' spells out the resoluteness 'the sting of loneliness' from human existence more so
of the poet to live stoically in an acrid and afflictive when one has become old and lost his so called utility
world come what may. The world may be full of in society. The poet’s heart reaches the suffering
bitterness and poison, the path may be extremely long, humanity simultaneously intensifying his desire to do
difficult and solitary but these blazing flames signify something concrete and worthwhile for mankind.
the astute realities of life. It would be sheer cowardice While pondering upon the paucity of
to flee into the world of death. No doubt death too is a passion and compassion in this world Mahendra
reality of life but as long as one is alive the battle Bhatnagar is invariably compelled to take into account
ought to be fought courageously in the so to say, “I the existing selfishness, materialism and all round
was ever a fighter, so one fight more” in the corruption in life. He is extremely agonized to note
Browningian sense. that political leaders, the representatives of the masses
Humanism, infallibly, strikes the keynote fail to be their well wishers and prefer to become
of the poems in the collection. Being a thorough usurpers. These leaders are not at all abashed to be
humanist poet Mahendra Bhatnagar time and again enjoying the comforts and pleasures derived from ill
stresses on the importance of human relationships in begotten gains while
this ephemeral universe. 'Initiative' is a long poem There are people,
devoted to this subject. .Mahendra Bhatnagar is Thirsty and starved, weak, dispossessed. ..
mindful of the fact that to maintain human .scared
relationships Illiterate,
It is desirable Oppressed, unorganized
To have a softly Exploited/Deceived And suspicious!
Flowing stream The poem 'Distressed' is a dismal portraiture
Of patience and peace. of a poor man’s plight during floods when everything

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has been washed away by heavy rains ironically and compassion for mankind.Mahendra Bhatnagar
enough the ministers and leaders fly over in aircrafts curtly suggests the solution to this enigma in
for an aerial view. The heartlessness of such leaders something as elementary as the inculcation of
and their sycophants is further accentuated in 'Victory humaneness in every citizen of India.
Celebration'.' Usurpers' records the poet’s utter sense Mahendra Bhatnagar may well be termed as
of dismay at those who rejoice after looting and the poet of feelings as thematically his poems are
grabbing what does not really belong to them. Then steeped in feelings and emotions. Stylistically also the
they very arrogantly forge documents to make it all poet makes use of appropriate sensuous images to give
their own legal possessions .With a heavy heart the deeper meaning to his thoughts. Several poems exhibit
poet seeks a solution to this reality of contemporary the warmth of the poet’s heart. The befitting
life. He writes: application of imagery is noteworthy for it appends
Is there any medicine flavour and gusto to the poet’s expression. Nature
For this imagery finds unforgettable and original metaphorical
Contagious social disease? expressions such as “roar of clouds”, “cool water
True enough to grab and to usurp what showers”, “rustling breeze”, etc. Personifications
belongs to others is indeed an incurable contagious abound, while some poems are exquisitely pictorial,
disease. Such people lose their 'human identity', vivid and realistic. A fine juxtaposition of symbols,
How much the man, images and metaphors, successfully transports the
Has become selfish! reader into the poet’s world.
He is happy The appropriate use of words and phrases
Getting a little profit reveals Mahendra Bhatnagar’s ability to be a
By selling his integrity! conscious artist and a meticulous craftsman. The
The poet reminds us of the fact that this subtle use of words not only enhances the emotional
deception has existed in every age; man is appeal of the poems but also gratifies the aesthetic
inextricably bound to the 'cruel wheel of exploitation!' sense of the readers. The poet unhesitatingly engages
Yet he steadfastly believes that those who uphold irony and satire while graphically exposing the
equality will never accept defeat. He anticipates a hypocrisy of the national leaders of today. Mahendra
change in the offing. Mahendra Bhatnagar thereby Bhatnagar flagellates smarting criticism against time
emerges as an ardent patriot entreating the readers to serving politicians, simultaneously acerbating his
share his concern for bleeding India, sanguinely personal agony at the miserable plight of his fellow
envisioning a gradual change for the barriers of beings in poems like 'Distressed' and 'Usurpers'.
fortitude may give way any day. Thematically speaking, the poems of
Mahendra Bhatnagar’s painting a doleful Bhatnagar are not at all skeptical and defeatist though
picture of hypocrisy and corruption in no way brands they enumerate the seamy side of life. His is the
him as a poet of pessimism. Inspite of these crude minute observation of a realist backed by his rich
realities of life the poet advocates hope and optimism. personal experiences. Each poem in the collection is
In 'Change in Environment' he visualizes a new socio- conclusive in itself and the overall message by the
economic order in the future when poet vacillates around the spirit of action, the
Those exploited and oppressed expectation of progression and faith in oneself leading
Have awakened, to optimism, stoicism and sanguinity. These poems are
And have become the architect undoubtedly steeped in extreme signification for
Of a new age! modem man who is, forever, contending, and
He is sure that the 'wheel of human progress' disconcerted, perplexed tending to be a schizoid. The
will always move forward, never backwards. An optimistic scholium of the poet will certainly provide
awakening is the need of the hour. He confidently the urgently necessitous men relaxation to the readers
exhorts the people in general and an aurea mediocritus to the anomie
Let your heart coeval soci, for eventual endurance in particular.
Be in high spirits Carlyle stated that “poetry is not merely
And your search for a criticism of life; it is the very truth of life, very
Your goal should not stop! essence of man’s sublime quest for reaching the
Dejection and frustration lead to the ultimate kingdom of eternal bliss.” This statement about poetry
doom of mankind. In the poem 'Enlightenment' the stands true for the poems of Mahendra Bhatnagar. His
poet admits that the bitter experiences of life have poems are not just a criticism of life around him but
taught him innumerable lessons. He has gained they culminate in the very essence of life, perennial
maturity and has realized “the meanness of men”, But quest for truth which would in turn lead to eternal
then “men have to live/with mutual understanding” for bliss. Mahendra Bhatnagar’s poetry is spontaneous for
the poet visualizes the world as “a single family”. The it is indeed, the voice of his soul. His poetry leads one
realities of life make one wiser and tougher. The out of the shades of mystery into the light of
artificially created barriers of caste and creed also knowledge of eternity. Good poetry reveals the poet’s
have to be dismantled enabling joys and sorrows to be attitude towards life. It is the transcript of the poet’s
shared, completely annihilating the feelings of thought and feelings with regard to a particular aspect
alienation. The poet’s optimism is based on passion of human life. Critics by common consent hold that

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good poetry should deal with the experiences of life in No end
such a way that it inspires man to subsist nobly, a Of the path
dictum well applicable to the poems of Mahendra We keep on walking!
Bhatnagar.Through aphoristic phraseology and pithy
metaphors, he has successfully painted his ideas and Darkness
experiences of life so that others may benefit as well Spread out on far off lands
without any reservations because the pain and Never becomes less
suffering about which the poet writes are universal in Even a little!
nature but are also surmountable.
Like a flickering lamp
   Day and night
We keep on burning!

(1) PASSION and COMPASSION / 1 Only a few moments


Are left for me
All things are forgotten ... All of a sudden on any day
Except The throbbing of the heart will stop!
Those moments of passion
Soaked in intimacy Knowingly all
And those experienced moments We keep on deceiving death!
Of the blazing flames of relationships!
At each and every step
The bonds of affection How can one find his goals?
Among men In life
Are the living commitments There are only heaps of pebbles,
Which bind them together Where are pearls?
In their common path.  
They are only remembered! (4) A MOMENT
Forever. A moment
Only a moment
Now and then Snatches away
They shower upon Life
An awakened lonely moment of night All of a sudden!
Caught in the grip of pain, Yes, only a moment!
And in the sinking weary heart,
Heavy and detached, Every moment
Turning into tears Has its own mysterious meaning,
Divine. It creates
  Its own whole history.
Again and again.
(2) AFFECTION
They are neither rare That is why it is essential –
Nor precious You live every moment to the fullest
Not at all available Before
On earth or in heaven It crushes your existence!
Tears ... of unique love,
Of the soul Proclaiming its importance!
Of expanse unfathomable! Every moment
Slips away silently
A dark cloud of tears surges In a similar measured pace
From the deep undiscovered Inscribing
Pilgrimage of the heart, Countless mishaps!
And then ...  
At that moment when
The splendour of holy feelings (5) CONTINUITY
Spreads on the face – Becoming indifferent ...
Both eyes filled with tears, In seclusion,
The edge of the sari1 wipes them away! On the experiences of my life
  When I brood on peacefully –
1 Length of cloth worn by Indian women.
I peep through
(3) REALITY My inner past

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Extinct – Burning in flames
The ruined life
Hazy pictures, Confined in a prison!
Relevant or irrelevant
Devoid of any harmony, In those disastrous moments
Order broken A desire springs up
Emerge disorderly! That someone shall like us,
Well,
Then all of a sudden Now and then!
Taking a turn on my own accord  
I return
To the present! (8) EVER DEPRIVED
To the entanglements of earthly life!
  All my life
I was alone,
(6) NAY Unseen –
Well, Ever neglected,
How one can be Totally ignored!
A stranger
In a crowd! All my life,
On my own strength
Well, I have borne
How can one bear The raids of storms!
The sting of loneliness All my life
In a surging crowd! An imbroglio
Well, Remained stationary
How one can say as before!
His word to anyone
In the noise All my life
Of countless voices! I bore unbearable
  Agony and pain!
To anyone
(7) EXPECTATION Never I did say
Now and then at least Any word for help!
Someone shall love us! I burnt myself
In the fire of curse!
In a life of loneliness
Absolutely desolate, I could not find anyone
In a life Who can soothe
Thrown out forcibly My oozing wounds –
In a deep well, Even for a while
In a life that suffered The rapid hailstorm
Merciless blows and assaults, Never stopped!

At least Alone
Someone shall like us, I wandered
Applaud us! In the realm of dearth –
In home,
At least let us get in cities and in villages!
Good wishes Here and there
Or goodwill of someone! I don't know when and where!
 
In curse - scorched world
In sorrow spread all around (9) LIVELY
Someone should be sympathetic
Some time ever! I stay on amassing pain!
O, I stay on
In an intense electrified Amassing how much grief!
Suffocating atmosphere I stay on
When the unrest resounds Amassing pain and grief
Heart rending Of many-many years!
Shriek and scream,

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I was awake throughout nights Break and tumble down,
I was awake throughout days The girders of discretion
I was awake throughout my life Displaced
I stay on Are swept away
Wrapping up my body Like blades of grass!
With much dirt and brownish dust!
When the seism of lust
My feet got stuck in the mire. Or of 'ardent love'
Serpents coiled around Makes whole body tremble,
My neck and ankles, Every strong pivot
I am bound by cobras Of the mind totters!
Black and venomous!
I stay on Then, the man forgets
Spreading fire on my bed! His past, present and future!
Dhain-dhain  
Shooting out flames of fire
Keeping it ablaze! (11) PREMONITIONS
  We have left
Far behind
(10) VIOLATION The half burnt corpses
Faith in perpetual relations – Of love-relationships
Yes, the faith of many a birth and enmities!
Turns meaningless Screaming
All of a sudden! and rolling restlessly
O the sense of belonging For ages
Piled up for many an year The dying sound
Vanishes in a moment! has become silent.

When the dam By this time –


Of ethical self-restriction The dried up remnants
Breaks down Might have been lost
Like playing cards, In the air!
The charged electric wires, Swept away
That wind In countless
The self imposed boundaries rains!
Suddenly become lifeless!
Boundaries vanish, I didn't return
The legs resting, Since my departure!
The legs trembling and faltering Then
Begin to leap forward! Why the
ghostly shadow
Pure worship, Stares at me?
The hard acquired devotion
Is breached! Perhaps,
The virtuous actions It is
Turn shallow, the ultimate end
The so called truthful pledges Of my whole existence!
Get falsified,
All the pledges and promises Every volcano
Become meaningless! On one day
And – Has to cool down!
Love becomes a synonym Has to disappear
For extreme selfishness! Forever!
Definitions of sin and virtue  
Change
Their opinion, (12) ASCETIC
Deception – The people –
Of the union of souls Are dejected so much that
In its naked form, They commit suicide
In its real form In the state of their restlessness!
Descends! Or
Iron pillars of restraint lose the balance

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Of their body and mind! Be assured –
And in their perturbed mood The stink
They weep – without a reason! May not spread anywhere
They laugh – without a reason! Hence at once, be assured
Surely the people
But Burying you in pit
Until now you are Or entombing you
Steady, self centered, calm, alive Or
And balanced! giving you a pompous burning
Orderly
In fact Turn you into ashes!
For him, who had lived asceticism
There is no difference Orderly
Between dying and living! They will complete
For him The last ritual
There is no difference Certainly!
Between  
Drinking poison or nectar!
  (14) CONCLUSION
Logical thinking
(13) SUBSTANCE On pros and cons
O Is essential
Why you are wonder-struck (As far as possible).
When you are of no use Discussion should be mature
To anyone Whatever time it may take.
Why should anyone
Come to you? For judging substance
Keep quiet, Profound thinking,
Bear everything! Logic and investigation
Lie down Are essential
Suffer patiently From every angle desired.
Here or there!
For whatever happened
Let someone listen to In life –
Your experiences Is stable forever
Let someone listen to Not even a chance given
Your tale For the rectification of mistakes.
No time is there
For anyone! Impossible to change
The past deeds
Useless – Even a little.
To expect it
From anyone! It's true –
You yourself are
It is better The doer and the judge
If you write But not the controller
On the walls of an empty room, You are detached
If you portray From the outcome or result
Your heart (Helplessness)
In different colours!
Perhaps, someone at some moment Proved it is –
May read or ponder over! Life : a test difficult,
At every moment
Or A test, difficult.
You put
Your tragic tale Keep on observing
In any recording deck Count every breath
In your own voice! Accept and adopt
Perhaps, someone may listen That lies before you!
At sometime!  

But (15) COMPARISON

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Life
Is not a book Mistakes done
So that Plenty of mistakes done,
It can be written / composed I missed
In a planned way I missed every time!
After profound thinking!
Let me say like this –
Its contents – I lived;
May be divided into But
Successive chapters Have I learnt
Carefully, the way of living?
Heart touching contexts (Have I practiced the style of hypocrisy!)
May be sorted out! And now
when everything happened
By self-experience and practice And perished –
It may be moulded I am wonder-struck,
Into beautiful and artistic form, Too much wonder-struck!
Making it radiant I am a destitute of wisdom!
In the glare of craftsmanship
Devoid of laxity I trusted
And burdensomeness! people,
Close to me
The tale of life Blindly I trusted them!
By itself accomplished or gets spoiled
And never links the preceding ! And the rascals
Who knows Have looted
What is going to happen My entire home and hearth,
What is going to be moulded And destroyed
And mended The beauty and embellishments
When everything of life!
Gets spoiled with a jolt!
They were hypocrites, masks,
In the tale-flow of life They were spurious
Nothing is pre-planned In the garb of truth,
Nothing is desirable or undesirable Strange and wonderful!
No premonition,
No effort and no exertion! At the fag end of my life,
Well thought over At the stage of catastrophe,
Moves of chess Nearly at the end
Begin to move of the play,
Like a defective computer, When I stood face to face
And deceives Before the truth
Even the controller, Hung on the cross –
Then the stake won almost I have experienced
Turns into defeat! Countless electric shocks
Dangerous sparks!
Or at once
The vanished present My body and mind
Descends from that very sequence Crushed
Once again By twisting pain!
Like the result of an earthquake
Like its very form as before! All are amazing
  Everything is peculiar!
Where is my existence?
(16) EXPERIENCE Only is my statue
What have I done? Dumb and lifeless!
Throughout my life
Except doing Now
strange foolish things, What is left out
Except paying except
The debt imposed Tasting the bitter juice of repentance?
by society? The world

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Does not possess From ponds nearby,
Even a little By their incessant singing,
shame and modesty Make me wander
Either in the past And take me to those
Or in the present. New realms of fancy!
 
Throughout the day
(17) DELIGHT The blue sky, formless and infinite
Clouds have overcast Bewitches me
Clouds have overspread! Through its colourful scenes!

Lightning flashed Throughout the night –


All around, How much
The earth the moonlight
Emits sweet fragrance! Sleeping on the bed of the sky
Covered by a bed sheet
Since ages Imprinted
The earth with beautiful silvery-golden stars,
Was alone Charms me how much!
In separation dry She invites me to sleep in her lap.
Bored and restless,
How I can run away
Became Suhaagin1 From such a beloved?
Blessed with union How can I leave the earth
With her dear cloud, So charming and captivating!
And the empty sky  
Reverberated
With the roar of clouds! (19) BEWITCHED
You are a deep puzzle,
Rain has started O, creeper – jasmine!
Rain has started!
From where
The thick clouds you brought
auspicious Such fascinating fragrance
Began to surge, In your flowers / in your body!
The bright blackish beauty
Spread all around! O the fair coloured !
A bride, O the glittering coloured!
Swinging in joyful mood O my companion,
Visited each and every house soft and delicate!
From where
And sung Kajlee2 folk-song you have snatched / stolen
In tunes melodious. Such bewitching beauty!
Clouds have spread Whenever
Rain has started! I experience
 
This fragrance,
1 Woman whose husband is alive. Outer and inner
2 A folk-song sung in an indigenous month of Of the body and soul –
Bhaadon by village-women of India. I forget
Worldliness
(18) ATTACHMENT
And my own existence!
As the day breaks –
Little and gentle birds
For some moments
Wake and get rise me up
I lose myself
Flying, peeping curiously
in this world
And chirping melodiously
I submit myself
Through doors and windows!
Before you
With devotion utmost!
When the night falls
Now and then
The fragrant one!
Crickets and frogs
The beautiful one!
Make me sleep

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You the creeper – jasmine! O worldly delight!
  Where were you?
O you the lotus -blue !
(20) BREEZE  
O My dear Breeze,
Pleasant, fragrant (22) PASSION AND COMPASSION / 2
and intoxicated! You –
Flow towards me Create music [rhythm]
Slowly and gently! in heart,
I –
Sprinkle Will sing
Cool water showers The song of life!
On my
body and mind! In this way
Let our age go on
O My dear Breeze, dwindling,
Waving Let the throbbing breaths
and intoxicating! In our hearts
Without any hesitation Move on!
You advance Let the waving wick of love
And get a warm touch Go on burning
of my body! In both of our hearts!
Let the mutual emotion
O rustling breeze, And compassion
Pouring forth Of our living souls
Sweet utterances and melodies! Go on cherishing!

Convey to my ears You –


An unheard secret Tell a story
Of your mind Of enchanting love,
Calmly and silently! Listening which
Come! I –
Overwhelm me! Can sleep
Now Peacefully!
Come to my embrace for a while!
Breaking the bonds of shyness, And lose myself
And get attached to me In sweet and charming dreams
In a life-long bond! Forsaking my
  Entire grief!

(21) WILLING TO LIVE You –


Suddenly Make your tears of love
Today, when I saw you – Overflow towards me,
I want to live further! I–
Will make
Passing through The splendour of heaven
The solitary path of life To stoop down
Long and difficult, At your feet!
Burning every moment,  
In the realty of life
And in its blazing flames, (23) BOON
Suddenly Reminded I am
Of your love!
Today,
When I saw you – On one day
I want to drink You, on your own accord
A bit more of poison! Bestowed upon me
In this life A world of silvery beauty and charm!
Brimming with bitterness
I want to live further! Eye-catching festoons!
Were decorated
Until now At each and every door!

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Your fake sulkiness full of love
Reminded I am Of bygone days!
Of your love  
A gift, life-like!
  (26) TO A DISTANT PERSON
(24) REMEMBRANCE Your recollection
Reminded I am is enough
Of your words of solace! For spending the rest of my life
Happily!
Broken
By fatal blows of misfortune Never
I came to you Diminish the feelings
To get consolation Of your remembrance,
In your lap! The pangs of your separation
Are enough!
O My sweet maiden
Brimming with compassion Until today
And with unbridled emotion I have kept with care
At once The trust-treasure of your feelings
On your own accord In my mind.
You have fallen in love with me! For living long
It is enough
You have filled Only to render them
Into sweet songs!
My wounded and poisoned heart  
With your sweet
sugar-candy lke words of peace! (27) PERCEPTION
Forget that –
Now you stand before me We met
And look at me Ever!
Opening the doors of your heart! All the pictures painted
Were mere dreams!
Beloved!
Reminded I am Forget –
Of your charming words of consolation! The colours,
  The blooms,
The streams of desires
(25) PRETEXT Experienced
I am reminded of Gushing through
Your fake sulkiness! The body and the mind!

To feel the happiness Forget –


Of persuasion Every past moment,
To fill the boring moments And the music and the song
Burdened by monotony Sung and heard!
With ever new  
Matchless (28) THE GOOD
Colours of life, The feeling of love and affection
I am reminded Alone
Of your fake sulkiness! Is the best choice in the creation!
The feeling of love and affection
To behold Of man
Again and again In the world of men
The past love In the all human society!
Of many a birth,
And through this pretext Let the entire compassion
To keep the auspicious lamp Of man remain
Of our spiritual union Amidst all living beings!
On the threshold! It alone
I am reminded Is the great best worship!
Of your fake sulkiness!
I like very much Let every man

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of the world His mud-hut,
Indulge Thatched roof collapsed,
Always / ceaselessly Only, his household goods
In this pure best worship! Turned upside down!

Let only this desire, Flour and pulses


Simple, candid, innocent, guileless Were swept away,
Spring Deva, remained hungry!
In each and every man!
  Firewood soaked,
Earthen hearth will not light up
(29) SENSIBILITY In the kitchen
Alas, had I cleansed my face with tears, Other things remaining
Had I sown the seeds of love in my mind, Were floating..
Had I lost my joy and wealth Roaring aircrafts in the sky
For the well being of the unfortunate humanity! Like flying vultures!
 
Perhaps
(30) TWO POLES The leaders / ministers
Human society Have arrived
Is clearly divided into – To have a stroll!
The competent / And the helpless!
On one side – Mourning spread all around
Are corrupt political parties In the North and the South
And their wicked followers, And in the East and the West!
Enriched by comfortable facilities Grievous is that
And they are happy The rain didn't stop!
Amassing gold and riches.  
They are easy going ,
And masters and sycophants! (32) VICTORY CELEBRATION
They have bungalows, / Brothels, The fondling leader of the party
Undergrounds and bunkers ; Has arrived at the airport
They are enjoying on a special plane.
All sorts of rare gifts,
Amazement, astonishments! The favourite leader
On the other side – Of the congress party
There are people, Has arrived at the railway station
Thirsty and starved, weak, dispossessed ... By 'Shatabdy Express'1,
scared
Illiterate, The victorious leader
Oppressed, unorganized Of the party
Busy in work Has arrived by
In the fields and villages, / On the roads and 'A-C Ambassador'
in cities,
Exploited / Deceived / And suspicious! The crowds in thousands
  Shouting
Hurrah-hurrah!
(31) DISTRESSED Have arrived
The rain To take part in triumphal cheers
Does not stop
And to blow singa2,
Even for a while,
to beat kettledrum, to play tom-tom
Never gives
vigorously!
Even a bit of relief
To those villages and localities
They are the herds
Submerged under water!
Of useless domestic 'goats',
Of the harmless stupid 'sheep'
As a matter of fact,
draped in shawls,
A calamity
Of stout wild 'boars',
Has befallen this year,
And of scared and coward 'jackals'.
Deva, stood aloof,
Uttering 'mae-mae' like goats,
Calm and dumb-founded!
Growling like pigs,

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Crying like jackals! More and more,
The economic gap
They shout - Went on widening!
'loot'-'loot', The rich became more resourceful,
'Shoot'-'shoot' The poor became poorer
.. the opponent! Having no monetary importance
Losing more and more
They celebrate the victory Became nervous
Of their 'Gabbar'3 leader! And miserable!
 
1 Name of a train. But
2 A musical instrument. The world history
3 A dacoit in the Hindi flim 'Shole'. Is the witness –

The sense of equality


(33) SURPRISE
Among men,
How much the man
Will not be dormant,
Has become selfish!
And never admits defeat!
He is happy
Getting a little profit
It never falters
By selling his integrity!
Without reaching its goal
And the man,
He has voted
Even for a moment
For Satan
Will neither go astray nor move away
Taking a few bucks,
On the path of equality
He didn't know
Being hindered
The meaning of 'self-respect' –
And becoming helpless!
And happily swallows insult!
 
To please the ministers
He stands in front of them (35) USURPERS
Like a puppet lifeless, Rascals –
Looks like an unfamiliar one – They are ready
He lost his To deceive,
Human identity! To cheat the weak
  And the straight-forward!

Rascals they are –


They hide
(34) THE DREAM OF EQUALITY
In an ambush
World history
nearby
is the witness –
To deliver deadly assaults!
In every age only those,
Rascals they are –
Who offered their lives
Frauds, hypocrites,
To the blazing flames
vigilant
Of deficiencies,
Ready to grab,
Had burnt their youth
To loot, to steal,
Since generations
To show cunningness
In fighting injustice
Or
And in changing the system,
to indulge
in direct fist-attacks!
Only they
Were deceived
Rascals they are –
In every age,
They grab property
And were crushed
Legally inherited
Continuously
from ancestors
In every age
And other belongings
Caught
Squander wealth
In the cruel wheel of exploitation!
Squander wealth
Using their polluted mind,
Inequality
Went on
Turning arrogant,
Increasing

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impudent,
And fearless! (38) TRANSITION
Now
And are preparing The earth is ours,
Fake documents. The Sky is ours!

What a wonder! Look


What an amazing wonder! The sun rose
  And the light has spread
All around!
(36) VISION
O you, the vanquished Have full confidence,
In the bitter struggle of life! We will be free
O you, beaten by misfortune Forever!
At every step!
Don't mourn This wheel of human-progress
helplessly, Never turns back
Dense darkness spread all around. History is the witness!
Don't lose your spirit!
This
Treat your defeat Metaphysical knowledge,
As a prior intimation to your victory, Testified by experiment,
Treat the darkness Is with us!
As the background of sunrise!  

Let this dam of faith (39) PRAYER


not crack! O sun,
Let this dream of new age The blazing red sun!
not break!
Let this thread of feeling Fill
not be loosened! My dejected heart
  With the fire of life!

(37) CHANGE IN ENVIRONMENT Give smartness to my body,


How much Inactive and tired,
The season has changed! And make it move forward!
New looks
All around! Remove
The spread out
The dream Snow and thick darkness
Which was foreseen With your dazzling golden sunshine!
Has become true,
We have our grip O sun,
On our life The blazing red sun!
And on our fortunes!  

The measure of equality (40) AWAKENING


We have adopted Neither I was disappointed / nor dejected!
Has flourished
And expanded beyond limits! It is true –
That laid the foundation All my efforts were useless.
For a new socio-economic order! I could not succeed,
But I am
Those exploited and oppressed Not at all restless!
Have awakened,
And have become the architects At every time
Of a new age! Let the blows of defeat
The sky echoed by the slogans Become a source of your strength,
Of the feelings of equality! Let your mind, engaged in work,
How much Be filled always
The season has changed! With virility and vigour!
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Let your heart What wind is blowing!
Be in high spirits
And your search for When everyone
Your goal not stop! Thinks only
Let your search for of his own interest,
The object of your longing Usurps
Should not stop the share of others,
At any time, at any cost! Whatever they may
Certainly , doomed you are suffer agonies !
If you are dejected!
Ruined you are When everyone
If you are frustrated! Cuts off
  the bones of others
And snatches them,
(41) PLEASURE GIVING To enrich himself!
In lands far off and nearby
I have searched and found Is there any medicine
My co-believers and co-workers. For this
And in a mysterious way Contagious social
Every limb of my body disease?
Is tied to them naturally What wind is blowing!
By unbreakable strings,  
From all the four sides
By strong threads! (44) INITIATIVE
If –
Now, am I alone? It is desirable
Today, how big To have a softly
My family has become flowing stream
All of a sudden! Of patience and peace
In the nervous,
While departing Scared and tormented
In what measure Localities / Cities / All countries,
This love, pure and intense,
Has showered on my soul If –
Giving it a splendid bath! It is desirable
In abundance! To have bonds of affection and fraternity
Between man and man,
The empty lake of my heart Then –
Is brimming full with ripples The man,
From all the sides! Caught and lost
  In the caves
Of irrational blind beliefs,
(42) CHANGE Has to become a modern human being,
Change the direction He has to create
Of the wind! A new sociology
Suited to his age!
Blowing towards
towns and villages, He has to build
Carrying the stench A new and lofty
Of decaying carcasses! Human civilization
On the ground of scientific thought
Beware of it Forsaking
And change the direction All irrelevant and hollow
Of the blowing wind, Religious owls
And their ostentations.
Burdened He has to advance
By poisonous alcoholic gases In a new direction
And hangs around in the sky With full dedication
Above the towns and villages! In the new light!
  He has to mould himself
In his natural form
(43) ESCAPE Accepting the best

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Human relations. Merely
With utmost confidence Insignificant!
He has to move forward  
Continuously and tirelessly
On the path (46) DREAM
Of eternal peace! Some Bhatnagar,
He has to establish Insane and crazy,
'The eternal truth of humanity' Has killed
In the place of The honourable Prime Minister .....
Imagined divine power! By shooting at him!!
Men have to live
With mutual understanding When the news spread
Knowing and accepting Suddenly
That the entire universe People gathered around me ....
Is a single family!
Struggling with 'He is Bhatnagar,
The contemporary challenges Kill ... kill this bloody fellow!
He has to opt for He is a murderer ... a murderer!'
The reality of life!
He has to brood over I explained them very much,
The passionate feelings and thoughts I explained to them
Of each and every man! In a screaming voice –
  'Brothers, I am not 'The Bhatnagar'
Of that kind!
(45) MARVELOUS O it is my actual name,
Why a man – But not my surname!
With love
and affection I am
Never looks at a man 'Mahendrabhatnagar' or 'Mahendra',
Belonging to other religion? I am not 'Bhatnagar' or 'Vatnagar',
He considers him as an alien Brothers, never!
And very often Just, you think
Treats him as his foe! And understand me a little!
But, when the crowd thinks?
Oh, finding an occasion When it listens to truth or logic?
He never hesitates All the people pounced on me
To trouble him And turned my house into ashes!!
And wants
To uproot him! Let history testify
Who
At his very sight When and where
He feels Has suffered this horror?
Tension, Has endured this tyranny?
A dense cloud of malice When and where
Spreads In such a mood of beastliness
All around! The human society
Losing its way
How it happens? Has gone out of bounds ?
Why it happens?
Why
What a sort of man is he? Our dynasty, / Our religion
O, a wonderful man Is linked to names,
How is he? Pen names or nick names?
Well, Ah! Miracle Let someone say in a natural way –
He belongs to an unique religion! I am a Christian or a Muslim
Really Or a Hindu
Like death, [One of the 'karyasthas' 1
He is dreadful and abhorrent!
'a great fool – a shudra'2]
He who believes Let him say
And thinks That 'my name is - Mahendrabhatnagar',
The people of other religions In which is hidden
Neither my clan nor my religion!

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[No secret whatsoever!] [with a crash!]

So it is not right to say – It looks –


'What is there in a name!' Keep on running ceaselessly
Or All my life
'Don't ask the caste of a Sadhu3 Is my fate only!
O Kabir4! I am running constantly
Will someone will comply Breaking the limitations
With your word? Of the time fixed!
After all,
When someone will accept your word? Without competing with anyone
In an 'educated' society, Absolutely alone!
In a 'civilized and well cultured society' Look –
How much secure is the man? How I am running
How much insecure is the man? Fast
And faster!
O all knowing Almighty,
Give the witness truthful! I am swimming,
  Swimming without a pause
Day and night
(47) REALISM Night and day
Living life – Jerking and pushing
Is difficult, unbearable Both my hands and legs
And burdensome! Here and there
As if Without giving up,
It is a dreadful ride I keep on swimming
On two boats! Disgorging foam
Again and again!
There is a saw,
Poison smeared and double edged, It is not a cool
There is a sharpened dagger Olympic swimming pool,
Close to the throat! But a boiling hot water tank
Emitting fumes!
There is a noose around the neck, On its chest
Bewildered at every time! Look
Running and fighting How I am swimming
All around! Disorderly
In utter disarray!
The full-moon night
Has vanished, No other swimmer
And only the dense darkness Is there nearby,
Has spread everywhere! I am swimming alone
In a wavy motion
Living life – Like a fish!
Is a compulsion!
Too much burdensome! Now it looks –
  It may not be safe,
My legs and hands
(48) PLAYER May turn stiff and stiffer!
I am running Yet
Without a pause, Still, surely
I am running I keep on swimming!
Untired and constantly! Keep on swimming!
Day and night, For
Night and day I have seen very well
Panting and bewildered, Corpses were afloat
Now and then On the fleeting waves!
Falling
And rising, Jumping repeatedly
Yet I keep on running High and long,
In quick succession! I keep on leaping and jumping

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Day in and day out, Or caught somewhere!
Like a ball He, at once,
I keep on rebounding With the power of his intellect
Again and again! Or with the might of his arms
Like a blockhead Pushes it aside
I keep on jumping and leaping Without getting tired or defeated!
Returning
Again and again! It is the man
I have broken Restrained,
The earlier records. Who can face
It looks All calamities!
The scales will be small!  

I am lifting the weights (50) ENLIGHTENMENT


One after another, Bitter experiences,
Weighty and weightier Have given me
And taking them Maturity!
Here and there
To far off places– The meanness of man
From one room to another room, Has taught me
From one house to another house, How to live rightly!
From one village to another village,
From one city to another city, Ingratitude
From the blazing deserts Has revealed to me
To the icy lands The secret of life
And from plains Liberating me
To the high mountain terrains! From the spell of fascination!

Yet Then alone


The realm of high heavens I could sing
Shudders by my roaring, The song of pain
The world of the dead When the age
Is scared to see my form! Tormented me ruthlessly!

Certain it is – Then alone


Every heart attack I could know
Will be defeated The secret of life and of the world
And every paralysis When I was badly hurt
Will be crippled By my own-selves and by others!
By the soul immortal!  

Industrious am I Contact :
Will keep on living, Dr. Mahendra Bhatnagar,
Will remain 110, BalwantNagar, Gandhi Road,
Brim with life GWALIOR — 474 002 (M.P.) INDIA
Free and liberated! E-Mail : drmahendrabh@rediffmail.com
 

(49) ATTRIBUTE
It is
The man -
Who can face
any disaster!

He plays fearlessly
With the strong blows
of hostile storms
And with dreadful reverse currents!
The fast moving
chariot of his life
Never stops,
Though got struck

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