vishay soochi
prem yog -viyogi hari
dasy aur tulasi dasgosaeeanji ke kahane ka kaisa nirala dhang hai. is jara se ishare mean gajab ka jor bhar diya hai. yoan bhi to kaha ja sakata tha ki ‘tum b de nithur ho jo mujhe nihal nahian karate.’ par isamean vah bat kahaan, jo, mean hai. itane par bhi kya tulasi ke nithur nath nithur hi bane raheange? yah to kah hi chuka hooan ki maian art hooan, atev vivekahin hooan. art ke kahane ka koee bura nahian manata. apani j data ke vash hokar kabhi kabhi to maian tumhare kiye sare upakaroan ko bhula baithata hooan. par kya maian sachamuch hi kritaghn hooan. n, maian kritaghn nahian hooan; svaminh tumhare aganit upakaroan ko, bhala, maian bhool sakata hooan. nath, tumane mujhe kya nahian diya. par abhi meri trishna pipasa shant huee nahian. ek lalasa poori hone ko abhi aur hai. vah yah ki- bishay bari man min bhinn nahian, hot kabahuan pal ek. mera manaroopi min vishayaroopi jal se ek kshan bhi alag nahian hota. yah vishayiman vishakt vasanaoan se tanik bhi nahian hatata. isi se mujhe janm leta aur marata hooan. is vipatti se tran pane ka bas, ek upay shesh rah gaya hai. vah yah hai ki ab apani kripa ki to banao rassi aur tumhare charan mean jo aankush (chihn) hai, usaka banao kaanta. usamean param prem ka komal chara chapaka do. bas, phir man min ko chhedakar vishay varise bahar nikal lo, jisase vah ekavritt hokar sada tumhara hi bhajan karata rahe. mera darun dukh ek isi upay se door ho sakata hai. yah ‘manomatsy vedh’ nath, tumhare lie b da kutoohalajanak hoga. |
tika tippani aur sandarbh
sanbandhit lekh
kramaank | vishay | prishth sankhya |
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