Saturday, August 31, 2013

क्या पता




ये दौर जिंदगी में फिर आये न आये;
क्या पता।  
ये लम्हा जो है ख़ुशी का फिर आये न आये,
क्या पता।।

आंसूं भी गर बहे तो बहे गैरों के दर्द पर।
मरने के बाद कब्र पर मेरी कोई दो आंसूं बहाए न बहाए 
क्या पता।।

सब को मिल जायें दोनों जहाँ की खुशियां।
मुझको फलक के तारे मिलें न मिलें 
क्या पता।।

तुम बनके सूरज चमकना जहान में।
मेरे नसीब में दिए की भी रौशनी आये न आये 
क्या पता।।

तुम पूरा करके सफ़र पहुँच जाओ अपनी मंज़िल पे।
मेरी टूटी नैया को साहिल मिले न मिले 
क्या पता।।

आज तनहा हूँ तो शायद ये कह पाया हूँ।
दिल में फिर कुछ कहने की आरज़ू आये न आये 
क्या पता।।

दर्द आज गीत बनके निकलना चाहता है जहान में।
अब कंठ मेरा साथ दे न दे 
क्या पता।।

आज जाम नहीं उठा रहा हूँ,तेरी कसम याद है ।
अब कल कोई कसम याद रहे न रहे 
क्या पता।।

तुम ढूंड लेना मुझसे अच्छा साथी कोई ।
मेरी सांसों की डोर अब रहे न रहे  
क्या पता।।

धन्यवाद,
अरुण कुमार तिवारी 

Friday, August 23, 2013

भूँखी माँ की गोद में मरता वो भूँखा बच्चा


(अरुण कुमार तिवारी )











राह पर पड़ा मुर्दा हमको,
ये बता गया ।
आज शरीफ आदमी की 
किस्मत राहू खा गया।।
हर ताकतवर आदमी अपनी गलती का बोझ,
कमज़ोर को थम्हा गया।
डॉक्टर बेटा अनपढ़ बाप को
बाप कहने से कतरा गया।। 


आज शरीफ आदमी की, किस्मत राहू खा गया।।

वो गरीब कुत्ता आज फिर,
राह चलने से घबरा गया।
एक शरीफ कुत्ता था जो कल,
किसी सेठ की मोटर के नीचे आ गया।।
अब शरीफों की बिल्लियाँ भी,
अकेली राह पे नहीं चलतीं।
क्या होगा अगर किसी रईस के कुत्ते का ,
दिल उसपे आ गया।।

आज शरीफ आदमी की, किस्मत राहू खा गया।।

मासूम खरगोश को इक,
भेडिया फिर बहका गया।
दावा के नाम पर एक,
छोटी सी पुडिया पकड़ा गया ।।
वो  पुडिया थी अ जादू 
बाप का सर अस्पताल की चौखट पर टिका गया।।

आज शरीफ आदमी की, किस्मत राहू खा गया।।

गले में किसी नेता का पट्टा लगाये,
जंगले में एक सियार आ गया ।
भोले जानवर तो जानवर शेर की भी
बोलती बंद कव गया।।
चालक लोमड़ी का पति ही अपने को,
उसके सहारे राजा बनवा गया ।।

आज शरीफ आदमी की, किस्मत राहू खा गया।।

सभ्यता के नाम पर, 
असभ्य बनने वालों, 
सत्ता में आने के लिए हर, 
नाज़ायज़ कोसिस करने वालों,
मंत्री की कुर्सी के लिए, 
खून तक बहाने वालों,
भूँखी माँ की गोद में मरता वो भूँखा बच्चा,
आज क्यूँ नहीं तुम्हारी नज़रों 
के सामने आ गया ।।

आज शरीफ आदमी की, किस्मत राहू खा गया।।


धन्यवाद,
अरुण कुमार तिवारी 
    

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Atma shatkam / Nirvana Shatkam


आत्मषट्कम् / निर्वाणषट्कम्

Atma shatkam / Nirvana Shatkam

"Nirvana" is complete equanimity, peace, tranquility, freedom and joy. "Atma" is the True Self.




मनोबुद्धयहंकार चित्तानि नाहं,
न च श्रोत्रजिव्हे न च घ्राणनेत्रे ।
 न च व्योम भूमिर्न तेजो न वायुः,
 चिदानन्दरूपः शिवोऽहम् शिवोऽहम् ।। 1 ।। 

Mano Buddhi Ahankara Chitta Ninaham
Nacha Shrotra Jihve Na Cha Ghrana Netre
Nacha Vyoma Bhoomir Na Tejo Na Vayu
Chidananda Rupa Shivoham Shivoham


मै  न तो मन हूँ ,न अहंकार ,न ही चित्त  हूँ
मै  न तो कान हूँ ,न जीभ ,न नासिका ,न ही नेत्र  हूँ
मै  न तो आकाश हूँ ,न धरती ,न अग्नि  ,न ही वायु  हूँ 
मै तो मात्र शुद्ध चेतना हूँ ,अनादी ,अनंत हूँ ,अमर हूँ 

I am not mind, nor intellect, nor ego, 
nor the reflections of inner self.
I am not the five senses, beyond that I am.
I am not the five elements: neither ether, 
nor earth, wind, or fire. 
I am indeed That eternal knowing and bliss, 
eternal love, pure consciousness.
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न च प्राणसंज्ञो न वै पंचवायुः, 
न वा सप्तधातुः न वा पञ्चकोशः । 
न वाक्पाणिपादं न चोपस्थपायु,
चिदानन्दरूपः शिवोऽहम् शिवोऽहम् ।। 2 ।।


Na Cha Prana Samjno Na Vai Pancha Vayu
Na Va Saptadhatur Na Va Pancha Koshah
Na Vak Pani Padau Na Chopastha Payu
Chidananda Rupa Shivoham Shivoham

मैं न प्राण चेतना हूँ ,न ही शरीर को चलने वाली पञ्च वायु 
मैं न शरीर का निर्माण करने वाला सात धातु हूँ ,न ही शरीर की पञ्च कोशिकाए 
मै  न तो वाणी हूँ ,न हाँथ ,न पैर ,न ही विसर्जन की इन्द्रिया हूँ 
मै तो मात्र शुद्ध चेतना हूँ ,अनादी ,अनंत हूँ ,अमर हूँ 


Neither can I be named as energy alone,
nor the five types of breath, 
nor the seven material essences,
nor the five coverings.
Neither am I the five instruments of elimination,
procreation, motion, grasping, or speaking.
I am indeed That eternal knowing and bliss
unchanging love, one consciousness.
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न मे द्वेषरागौ न मे लोभमोहौ,
मदो नैव मे नैव मात्सर्यभावः ।
न धर्मो न चार्थो न कामो न मोक्षः,
चिदानन्दरूपः शिवोऽहम् शिवोऽहम् ।। 3 ।।

Na Me Dvesha Ragau Na Me Lobha Mohau

Mado Naiva Me Naiva Matsarya Bhavah
Na Dharmo Na Chartho Na Kamo Na Mokshah
Chidananda Rupa Shivoham Shivoham


न मुझे किसी से वैर है.न किसी से प्रेम,न मुझे लोभ है, न मोह है
न मुझे अभिमान है,न इर्षा है
मै धर्म ,धन,लालसा एव मोक्श से परे हूँ  
मै तो मात्र शुद्ध चेतना हूँ ,अनादी ,अनंत हूँ ,अमर हूँ 

I have no hatred or dislike, 
nor affiliation or liking, 
nor greed,nor delusion, 
nor pride or haughtiness, 
nor feelings of envy or jealousy. 
I have no care, nor any wealth,
nor any desire I am, 
nor even liberation. 
I am indeed That eternal knowing and bliss,
boundless love, pure awareness.
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न पुण्यं न पापं न सौख्यं न दुःखं,
न मन्त्रो न तीर्थो न वेदा न यज्ञ ।
अहं भोजनं नैव भोज्यं न भोक्ता,
चिदानन्दरूपः शिवोऽहम् शिवोऽहम् ।। 4 ।।


Na Punyam Na Papam Na Saukhyam Na Dukham
Na Mantro Na Teertham Na Vedo Na Yajnaha
Aham Bhojanam Naiva Bhojyam Na Bhokta
Chidananda Rupa Shivoham Shivoham

मैं पुण्य,पाप,सुख और दुःख से विलग हूँ
न मैं मंत्र,न तीर्थ,न ज्ञान,न ही यज्ञ हूँ
न मैं भोजन,न ही भोगने योग्य और न ही भोक्ता हूँ
मै तो मात्र शुद्ध चेतना हूँ ,अनादी ,अनंत हूँ ,अमर हूँ 

I have neither merit, nor demerit
I am not bound by sins or good deeds,
nor by happiness or sorrow,
not pain or pleasure.
I am free from mantras, holy places,
scriptures, rituals or sacrifices.
I am none of the triad of
observer, act of observing or the object itself.
I am indeed, That eternal knowing and bliss, Shiva,
pure love, flawless consciousness.
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न मे मृत्युशंका न मे जातिभेदः,
पिता नैव मे नैव माता न जन्मः ।
न बन्धुर्न मित्रं गुरूर्नैव शिष्यः,
चिदानन्दरूपः शिवोऽहम् शिवोऽहम् ।। 5 ।। 

Na Me Mrityu Shanka Na Me Jati Bhedah
Pita Naiva Me Naiva Mata Na Janma
Na Bandhur Na Mitram Gurur Naiva Shishyah
Chidananda Rupa Shivoham Shivoham


न मुझे मृत्यु का डर है,न जाती का भय 
मेरा न कोई पिता है न माता है,न ही कभी मै जन्मा था 
मेरा न कोई भाई है ,न मित्र ,न गुरु ,न शिष्य 
मै तो मात्र शुद्ध चेतना हूँ ,अनादी ,अनंत हूँ ,अमर हूँ  



No fear of death I have,
I have no separation from my true self, 
no doubt about my existence, 
nor have I discrimination on the basis of birth.
I have no father or mother, nor did I have a birth. 
I am not the relative, nor the friend, 
nor the guru, nor the disciple. 
I am indeed, That eternal knowing and bliss, 
immaculate love, fully awake.
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अहं निर्विकल्पो निराकार रूपो,
विभुत्वाच सर्वत्र सर्वेन्द्रियाणाम् ।
 न चासङत नैव मुक्तिर्न मेयः,
चिदानन्दरूपः शिवोऽहम् शिवोऽहम् ।। 6 ।। 

Aham Nirvikalpo Nirakara Roopaha
Vibhutvacha sarvatra sarveṃdriyaṇaṃ
Na chasangata naiva muktir na meyaḥ
Chidananda Rupa Shivoham Shivoham

मैं निर्विकल्प हूँ ,निराकार हूँ 
मैं विचार विमुक्त हूँ  और सर्व इन्द्रियों से पृथक हूँ 
मैं न कल्पनीय हूँ ,न आसक्ति हूँ,और न ही मुक्ति हूँ 
मै तो मात्र शुद्ध चेतना हूँ ,अनादी ,अनंत हूँ ,अमर हूँ  

I am all embracing,
without any attributes, without any form.
I have neither attachment to the world,
nor to liberation.
I have no wishes for anything
because I am everything,
everywhere, every time,
always in equilibrium.
I am indeed, That eternal knowing and bliss,
That unfathomable grace.



 ॐ नमः शिवाय 

धन्यवाद 
अरुण कुमार तिवारी 

Friday, August 16, 2013

कुछ मुक्तक कुछ शेर {भाग छः (VI)}



कुछ मुक्तक कुछ शेर {भाग छः (VI)}
अरुण कुमार तिवारी 






25. मौत वही जिसका दुनिया करे अफ़सोस।
      यूँ तो ज़माने में मरते हैं सभी लोग।।

1.  कभी अपनों के लिए कभी गैरों के लिए मरा हूँ मैं।
     दुनिया में दुनिया को इस कदर जिया हूँ मैं।।

2.  ढूँडोगे तो हर बात में राज़ नज़र आएगा।
     चाँद तो चाँद सूरज में भी दाग नज़र आएगा।।

3.  हम तो दिल के उफनते तूफ़ान लिखा करते हैं।
     लोग कहते हैं,आपनी मौत का सामन लिखा करते हैं।।

4.  ज़िन्दगी भर समझते रहे लोग जिन्हें चट्टान,उनके जाने के बाद जाना ये।
     कठोर से कठोर चट्टान के बीच निर्मल जल स्त्रोत निकलते हैं।।

5.  जो करते हैं आज उनकी पूजा,
     तस्वीर भी अपने कमरों में सजाये हैं।
     यही वो लोग थे ज़माने में,
     जिन्ही कभी वक्त भी न था उनसे मिलने का।।

6.  हुस्न तेरा देख के ख्वाब हमारे चल दिए।
     तुझे देख के लोग तो लोग चाँद तारे चल दिए।।

7.  आधी अधूरी सी नज़्म,मगर पूरी सी नज़र आती है।
     तेरी नजदीकियां मुझे अब,दूरी सी नज़र आती हैं।।

8.  कभी रहते थे हम जहाँ,तेरे सीने में वो दिल ही न रहा।
     आनी थी जहाँ बहार,वो गुलशन ही न खिला ।।

9.  चंद आंसू ही तो हैं,बह जाने दो।
     वफ़ा की खातिर,इनका बहना ज़रूरी है।।

10. हवस की गिरफ्त में है हर एक शक्श यहाँ,
      कोई मोहबबत का,कोई शौहरत का।
      कोई बदन का,तो कोई नाम का.
      इनके बीच एक इंसान कहाँ पाओगे।।

11. जिंदगी भर भागते रहे खुशिओं की तलाश में।
      खुशियाँ मिली तो अब जीवन हाँथ से निकला जाता है।।

12. प्यार का इज़हार करना हमें नही आता है।
      यूँ तो प्यार इजहारे वफ़ा होता है।।

13. नफरत इस कदर पाई है हमने।
      के अब नफरत से अब प्यार हुआ जाता है।।

14. सदियों में नहीं लम्हों में जिया करते हैं।
      हम तो हर गम को ख़ुशी से पिया करते हैं।।

15. कभी खुद के कभी गैरों के सितम झेलें हैं।
      हम कल भी तनहा थे,हम आज भी अकेले हैं ।।

16. जिंदगी भर बहाए हमने गैरों के लिए आंसू।
      आज दो आँसूं भी नहीं अपनों के लिए।।

17. वक्त्त नहीं हैं यहाँ सुनने को दस्ताने गम।
      खुशिओं की फिकर यहाँ कौन भला करता है ।।

18. ये बात किसी किताब में लिखी नहीं होगी।
      अंगद ने जब पाँव जमीं पे रखा होगा,धरतीमां से इज़ाज़त मांग ली होगी।।

19. तेरा अंदाज़े बयां दुनिया से जुदा सा है। 
      तू दिखता इन्सान सा है, लगता खुदा सा है।।

20. और कितना गिरेंगे,सियासतदान वतन के।
      लाशें भी गिन रहे हैं,तो टोपी देख के।।

21. अपनों को अपना बनाने में दिल की ज़रुरत है। 
      गैरों को अपनाने में ये काम दिमाग बखूबी करता है।।

22. यही किस्मत है वतन की मेरे,इसको अक्सर जयचंद ही मिलते हैं।
      जब भी वक्त आता है एक साथ मिलके लड़ने का,एक दुसरे का सर ही कलम करते हैं।।

23. हम बेखुदी में भी तेरा नाम नहीं भूले।
      तुम होशो हवास में हमारा नाम भुला बैठे।।

24. किस किस मोड़ पे तनहा करेगी हमें जिंदगी।
      ढूंड रहे हैं आज इस मोड़ पर हम अपने ही साये को।।  


धन्यवाद,
अरुण कुमार तिवारी 

Sunday, August 11, 2013

कुछ मुक्तक कुछ शेर {भाग पांच (V)}


कुछ मुक्तक कुछ शेर {भाग पांच (V)}
अरुण कुमार तिवारी 

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23. हाँथ में तलवार उठाने का हुनर क्या छोड़ा।
     "बीच वालों" की जमात सा हाल कर दिया ज़माने ने।।

1. मुश्किल दौर में से वो शेर बन के निकला।
    उसे ज़माना पलकों पे न बिठाता,तो और क्या करता।।

2. चोट लगी है दिल पे उसको, इतना तो है यारों।
     पर जितना चिल्ला रहा है, उतना ज़ख़्मी नहीं है यारों।।

3. अगर ज़िद पे आ जाये तो दरिया का मुह मोड़ सकता है आदमी ।
     इतना कमज़ोर है की आंसूओं में अक्सर बह जाता है इन्सान ।।

4. कुछ छुपा था धुंद में,कुछ छुपा था राख में।
    धुंद तेरी शहादत छुपा रही थी,राख जवानी तेरी।।

5. चूडिया बहुत बिक रही हैं बाज़ारों में।
     लगता है कोई मंदिर टूटा है अभी।।

6. बस यही इल्तजा है मेरी लाशें न गिनो।
    गिनो तो सर गिनो जो कटने को तैयार हैं माँ के वास्ते।।

7. या तो सच जानिए और उसके साथ हो लीजीए।
    या तो फिर झूठ को चाट के उसके सौदागर हो जाइये।।

8.   दे रहा हूँ तुझे दिल अपना।
      जीतेजी तुझे मरने नहीं दूंगा।।

9    आजकल बाज़ारे नफरत गर्म है। 
      लगता है मौसमे चुनाव नज़दीक है।।

10. इमान छोटे लेके,इन्सान बड़े नहीं बनते।
       देना पड़ता है इम्तेहान हर मोड़ पर,
       इतनी आसानी से लॊग महान नहीं बनते।। 

11. बदल गए हैं माप दंड इज्ज़त के कभी सर की पगड़ी बताती थी।
       आज सर पे रखा इनाम कीमत बताता है तेरी।।   

12. तकलीफ  ये नहीं था कि क्यूँ रोया मैं । 
      दर्द था ईमानदारी से पोंछे नहीं अपनों ने आंसू मेरे ।।

13. फिर नोट बंट रहे है फिर चूडियाँ बिक रही हैं सियासत के गलियारों में।
       लगता है शरहद पे कोई लाल शहीद हुआ है यारों।।

14. कमबख्त शहर भी कितना नासुकरा है।
      जब भी इबादत "इन्कलाब" देखता है,वहशियत "इश्क" में डूब जाता है यारों।।

15. मुकम्मल जहाँ पाने को बस फैलानी थी बाहें अपनी।
      ताउम्र इंतजार करते रहे सहारे किसी और के।। 

16. अंतर तो है उसकी और मेरी इबाददत का।
      मेरी दिल में ,उसके दिमाग में खुदा रहता है।।

17. बदल के मुझको नफरत करना चाहते हो तुम।
      बदल के मै तो मोहब्बत भी नहीं करता यारों ।।

18. वाह री किस्मत दरोदीवार बनति जिनके खून पसीने से।
      वही बुज़ुर्ग अक्सर, मर जाते हैं घर के बहार ठंडी से सिकुड़ के।।

19. ये सियासी लोग हैं यारों,मोल लगा देते हैं उस सर का भी।
      जिसके दर पे झुकाते है अक्सर सर अपना।।

20. जिस रात शैतान मेरे दिल से हिज्र कर गया।
      उस रात खुदा मेरे लिए हज पे चला गया।।

21. आप जरूर मांगिये जिन्दगी से मोहलत।
       जिन्दगी जब आप से जीने का मतलब पूंछे ईमानदारी दिखा देना हुज़ूर।।

22. आइना देख के चलना सीख लीजिये।
       तकलीफ तो होगी ,शर्मिंदगी नहीं होगी।।

धन्यवाद,
अरुण कुमार तिवारी 

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

The World has no Room for Cowards


Will Start with

 Remember


Republic was not established by cowards; and cowards will not preserve it. :Elmer Davis



फिर नोट बंट रहे है फिर चूडियाँ बिक रही हैं सियासत के गलियारों में। लगता है शरहद पे कोई लाल शहीद हुआ है यारों।।




माया महा ठगनी हम जानी,
तिरगुन फांस लिए कर डोरे,बोले मधुरी वाणी,
माया महा ठगनी हम जानी,

कांग्रेस के गद्दारी होई बैठी,आआप के बेईमानी।
भाजपा के बेवकूफी होई बैठी,नितेश के ललचानी।।
कम्युनिस्ट के देशद्रोह होई बैठी,माया गई पग्लानी।
मुलायम के मुल्लाटोपी होई बैठि,जाया की मर गई नानी।।
माया महा ठगनी हम जानी,

अब्दुल्ला के हरामखोरी होई बैठी,करुना के लिट्टे रानी।।
पवार पे पगला होई बैठी,लालू के गर्ध्भानी।।
कह रहा हूँ जूता हाँथ में रख लो,
जल्द मिलेंगे खाने वाले कुछ प्राणी।।

माया महा ठगनी हम जानी।।

Also Remember

Muslims are bullies and Hindus cowards,' Mahatma Gandhi once said 

"Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once " William Shakespeare


Why ??Reasons Below mentioned are enough , believe me it is not even 0.000001 % of there Cowardliness

After Mumbai's Restaurant Slip incident very soon U may see this on Shoe Boxes



Remember These Incidents

1.The defence minister of India AK Antony claimed Pakistan has violated the ceasefire along the Line of Control (LoC) in Jammu and Kashmir on 188 occasions between the years 2010 to 2012
2.Pakistan troops breach LoC, brutally kill 2 Indian soldiers, chop off heads, Jan 08 2013
3.5 Indian soldiers killed in attack by Pak troops aug 5 2013
4.July 22, Pakistani troops opened small arms firing at Indian posts in forward area along LoC in Poonch
5.July 3, Pakistani troops had fired at policemen, who had gone to LoC at Sabzian
6.July 12, Pakistani Rangers opened fire at Indian forward posts in Pindi belt along International Border (IB) in Jammu district
7.Confession of brutally killing Capt Kalia
8. Violating the ceasefire yet again, Pakistani troops fired at forward Indian posts along the Indo-Pak border in Poonch October 18, 2012
 On & on & on



1.Chinese troops stop Army from patrolling in Indian territory  Aug 4, 2013,
2.50 Chinese soldiers intrude Chumar in Ladakh  July 21, 2013
3.Chinese army helicopters violated Indian airspaceApril 15
4.China Rejects Visa to a Brigadier
5.Chines troops damage Indian Bunkers & take Cameras
On & On &On

chinese incursion ladakh,mysay.in,cartoon

1.Italian marine killing innocent fishermen
2.Srilanka killing innocent fishermen
3.Bangladeshi Solders Killing BSF Jawans

On & On & On


In India
1.Defaming a ex General
2.Inadequate Military ammunition supplies
3.Back dated fire power
4.Defaming Hindus “Saffron Terror” without Proof
5.Degrading CBI
6.Defaming IB

On & On & On



The World has no Room for Cowards

Thanks & Regards
Arun Kumar Tiwari



Friday, August 2, 2013

Women Warriors

In This Male Dominant Society There were many Women Warriors who gave example of extreme Bravery & Courage, Salute To Them 


Nayakidevi 12th Century

Nayakidevi, regent of Anhilwarra-Patan during the minority of her son. Nayakidevi is the one who led the army to counter Muhammad Ghori’s invasion of Anhilwara-Patan’s territory. In a battle at Kayadra, a village near Mount Abu, she administered such a severe drubbing to Muhammad Ghori and his army that the Ghori  never again came anywhere near Anhilwara-Patan. 
After his defeat at Kayadra, Muhammad Ghori had fallen back on his base at Multan, which he had conquered in 1175. There, he nursed his wounds and his  wounded pride until 1186 and then launched an attack that carried him triumphantly into Lahore. Five years later (1191) he marched toward Prithviraj’s borders

Kuramdevi 12th Century

Historical records suggest that Kuramdevi was Samar Singh’s second wife. In or about 1171, Samar Singh had married Prithabai, sister of Prithviraj III, the Chauhan maharaja of Ajmer and Delhi. Soon after her marriage, Prithabai had born a son, Kalyan Rai, but then, the evidence suggests, in the following years failed to bear any further sons. As we all know, in such instances, no matter where in the world at that time, and in some places even now, the woman gets all the blame. Following this infallible principle, to ensure the succession, Samar Singh married again, hoping for more sons, in about 1178 or 1179, approximately around the same time Nayakidevi administered that resounding defeat to Muhammad Ghori. The new bride did not disappoint her husband. Within the year she gave birth to his second son, Karna. One can infer the date of marriage by the fact that Karna was still about a year shy of maturity (i.e., age 13) in 1192. When Both Samar Singh Deva and his eldest son, Kalyan Rai, died in the second battle of Tarain, and, when Prithabai received the news of her double loss, she immediately mounted the pyre to rejoin her husband. Kuramdevi would eventually follow her, but first she had unfinished business to tend to. She had to ensure that her son Karna seamlessly succeeded his father and that his seat on the throne of Chittorgarh was secure. When his father died, Karna was still a minor, around 12 years of age. The succession encountered no serious obstacles, and Kuramdevi became regent during the remaining year of her son’s minority.
During this time she raised a new army from among her son’s vassals, and as soon as Karna’s 13th birthday passed and he reached the age of maturity, she led the army and marched northward in search of the man who had killed her husband—this probably in 1193 or 1194 in the month of Asoj (Asvin) following Dassera, the traditional beginning of the warfare season. Nine rajas and eleven chiefs with the title of rawat with their men accompanied her. The Prithviraj Raso gives no details of her route. Because by now she knew that Qtub-ud-din ruled in Delhi, one can surmise her route took her straight towards Delhi.
The Raso tells us she and her force encountered Qtub-ud-din and his army near the old Amber fort. It does not tell us exactly where, but, having visited the area, I like to imagine that the encounter occurred in a narrow gap in the hills about 900 meters west of Amber village and about seven kilometers (2.8 mi.) north of Jaipur. The gap of which I speak makes an ideal spot for a small force to fight a much larger force on more equal terms, for it is not much more than 250 meters wide, and north and south of it a high and steep-sided ridge extends some four or so miles, far enough to block any flanking maneuvers. Even further in her favor is the fact that the Muslim general would be unable to squeeze his entire battlefront into a gap so narrow. Warriors of the time did need room to swing their weapons. Here, as with the Spartans and their allies at Thermopylae, a small force could do as well as a much larger one, and because of the ridges on either side the larger one, the Muslim army, could not use one of its favorite tactics. Fielding huge forces, the Muslims liked to spread the wings of their armies wide and envelop the smaller enemy forces in a deadly embrace. Sometimes they would even feign retreat in the center, drawing back as if recoiling from the enemy attack, thus enticing the enemy center forward, tricking him into exposing his flanks. But, if, as I suspect, the battle occurred at this narrow gap, Qtub-ud-din could not use such tactics. He had to meet the Rajputs on a front no wider than the gap itself.
However it may have been, the two forces met near the old Amber fort, and the Rajputs won. At the head of her army, Kuramdevi drove deep into the Muslim ranks, deep enough for her to confront the Muslim general himself and to engage him in a personal duel during which she managed to bury her sword deep into his flesh, wounding him so severely that he tumbled from the saddle. In alarm his attendants carried him away. Seeing him fall, seeing his body thus carried from the fight and, consequently, believing him dead, others in the Muslim ranks near the site gave way to panic. The panic spread, and soon Qtub-ud-din’s entire army was in full flight.
Kuramdevi believed she had killed Qtub-ud-din. The battle thus ended, she regrouped her army and led it back south. Returning to Chittorgarh, she mounted the pyre and, like Prithabai, became sati. But Qtub-ud-din did not die from his wounds. He eventually recovered and returned to Delhi, and subsequently declared himself not viceroy but sultan

Rani Padmavati died 1303 CE

Paadmini or Padmavati spent her life in Singhal under the care of her father Gandharvsen and mother Champavati. Padmini had a talking parrot named "Hiramani".Her father arranged a swayamvara and invited all the Hindu kings and Rajputs to ask for her hand (request to marry her by showing their eligibility). Malkhan Singh, a king from a small state came to her swayamvara to marry her. KingRawal Ratan Singh of Chittor who had another queen Nagmati, also went to Singhal, defeated Malkhan Singh and married Padmini as the winner of the swayamvara. He returned to Chittor with his beautiful second queen Padmini.
In the 12th and 13th centuries, the Sultanate of Delhi - the kingdom set up by invaders - was growing in power. The Sultans made repeated attack on Mewad. The reason for one of attacks on Chittor by Alauddin Khilji was to obtain beautiful Rani Padmini by force. The story is based on the book written by the Alauddin's historian to justify their attacks on Rajput kingdoms and much to frustrate the bravery and heroism which was present in the males and females of Rajputs warlords. Some historians do not agree with the story which is based on Muslim sources to inflame the Rajput chivalry. The story uses all such tactics and tricks which are required to make it seem true. It goes as follows.
In those days Chittor was under the rule of Rajput King Rawal Ratan Singh, a brave and noble warrior. Apart from being a loving husband and a just ruler, Ratan Singh was also a patron of the arts. In his court were many talented people, one of whom was a musician named Raghav Chetan. But unknown to anybody, Raghav Chetan was also a sorcerer. He used his evil talents to run down his rivals and, unfortunately for him, was caught red-handed in his dirty act of arousing evil spirits. Some other sources quote that Raghav Chetan was actually called in by Ratan Singh for some dirty work.
On hearing this, King Rawal Ratan Singh was furious and he banished Raghav Chetan from his kingdom after blackening his face and making him ride a donkey. This harsh punishment earned Ratan Singh an uncompromising enemy. Sulking after his humiliation, Raghav Chetan made his way towards Delhi with the aim of trying to incite the Sultan of Delhi, Alauddin Khilji, to attack Chittor.
On approaching Delhi, Raghav Chetan settled down in one of the forests near Delhi which the Sultan used to frequent for hunting deer. One day on hearing the Sultan's hunt party entering the forest, Raghav Chetan started playing a melodious tone on his flute. When the alluring notes of Raghav Chetan's flute reached the Sultan's party, they were surprised as to who could be playing a flute in such a masterly way in a forest. The Sultan despatched his soldiers to fetch the person and, when Raghav Chetan was brought before him, Sultan Alauddin Khilji asked him to come to his court at Delhi. The cunning Raghav Chetan asked the king as to why he wants to have an ordinary musician like himself when there were many other beautiful objects to be had. Wondering what Raghav Chetan meant, Alauddin asked him to clarify. Upon being told of Rani Padmini's beauty, Alauddin's lust was aroused. Immediately on returning to his capital, he ordered his army to march to Chittor as he thought that so beautiful a lady deserved to be in his harem.
But to his dismay, on reaching Chittor, Alauddin found the fort to be heavily defended. Desperate to have a look at the legendary beauty of Padmini, he sent word to King Ratan Singh that he looked upon Padmini as his sister and wanted to meet her. On hearing this, desperate Ratan Singh saw a chance to escape the fury of the emperor and retain his kingdom. Therefore he agreed to show his wife to the emperor, though it was a highly shameful and dishonourable act in those times.
On being persuaded by her husband, Rani Padmini consented to allow Alauddin to see her reflection only in a mirror. On the word being sent to Alauddin that Padmini would show herself to him, he came to the fort with his selected best warriors who secretly made a careful examination of the fort's defences on their way to the palace.
On seeing Padmini's reflection image in the mirror, Alauddin Khilji decided that he should secure Padmini for himself. While returning to his camp, Alauddin was accompanied for some way by King Ratan Singh. Alauddin Khilji saw this as an opportunity and got Ratan Singh arrested, and asked for Padmini.
The Songara Chauhan Rajput generals Gora and Badal decided to beat the Sultan at his own game and sent back a word that Padmini would be given to Alauddin the next morning. On the following day at the crack of dawn, one hundred and fifty palanquin (covered seat enclosed in curtains on which royal ladies were carried in mediaeval times on poles held parallel to the ground on the shoulders of two or four people) left the fort and made their way towards Alauddin's camps The palanquins stopped before the tent where king Ratan Singh was being held prisoner. Seeing that the palanquins had come from Chittor; and thinking that they had brought along with them his queen, King Ratan Singh was mortified. But to his surprise from the palanquins came out, not his queen and her maid servants but fully armed soldiers, who quickly freed Ratan Singh and galloped away towards Chittor on horses grabbed from Alauddin's stables. Gorafought bravely during the skirmish and laid down his life while Badal was able to take the Rana safely to the fort.
On hearing that his designs had been frustrated, the Sultan was furious and ordered his army to storm Chittor. But hard as they tried the Sultan's army could not break into the fort. Then Alauddin decided to lay siege to the fort. The siege was a long drawn one and gradually supplies within the fort were depleted. Finally King Ratan Singh gave orders that the Rajputs would open the gates and fight to death with the besieging troops. On hearing of this decision, Padmini decided that with their men-folk going into the unequal struggle with the Sultan's army in which they were sure to perish, the women of Chittor had either to commit the divine suicide called as Jauhar or face dishonour at the hands of the victorious enemy.
The choice was in favour of suicide through Jauhar. A huge pyre was lit and all the women of Chittor jumped into the flames after their queen, thus depriving the lustful enemy waiting outside. With their womenfolk dead, the men of Chittor had nothing to live for. They decided to perform Saka. Each soldier got dressed in kesari robes and turbans. They charged out of the fort and fought on furiously with the vastly powerful array of the Sultan until all of them perished. After this pyrrhic victory, the Sultan's troops entered the fort only to be confronted with ashes and burnt bones of the women whose honour they were going to violate to satisfy their lust.
These women who committed Jauhar had to perish but their memory has been kept alive till today by bards and songs which glorify their act which was right in those days and circumstances. A halo of honour is given to their supreme sacrifice

 Rani Rashmoni 1793

She was born on 28 September 1793 into a poor farming family of Harekrishna Das in Kona village, in present day North 24 Parganas. Exceptionally beautiful, she was married to Babu Rajachandra Das of Janbazar, Kolkata, a member of a wealthy zamindar family, when she was eleven years old. After her husband's death she took charge of the zamindari and business. She soon proved herself a natural leader. While the prestige of the zamindari grew, Rani Rashmoni, being very pious from childhood, continued to lead an extremely religious and austere life, befitting a widow in Indian Bengali Hindu society. Rani Rashmoni died on 19 February 1861.
The Rani and her clashes with the British in India became household tales in her time. By blocking the shipping trade on a part of Ganges she compelled the British to abolish the tax imposed on fishing in the river, which threatened the livelihood of poor fishermen. When Pujaprocessions were stopped by the British on the charge that they disturbed the peace, she defied the orders. The British had to withdraw the penalty imposed on her in the face of public opposition and rioting in her support.
Rani Rashmoni also had to her credit numerous charitable works and other contributions to society. She oversaw the construction of a road from Subarnarekha river to Pari for pilgrims. She funded the construction of ghats such as Babughat (in memory of her husband), Ahiritola Ghat and Nimtala Ghat for the daily bathers in the Ganges. She donated generously to the then Imperial Library (now the National Library of India) and Hindu College (now Presidency College). Prince Dwarkanath Tagore had mortgaged a part of his Zamindari in now South 24 Parganas (part of present day Santoshpur and adjoining areas) to Rani Rashmoni for his passage to England. This part of land which was then a part of the Sunderbans was marshy and almost uninhabitable except for some families of thugs who found the area convenient to stay and venture out for plunders in far away places mounted on stilts. Rani Rashmoni persuaded these families and helped them to build up fisheries in the surrounding water bodies that later turned into large rich bheris. They gradually gave up their 'profession' of plundering and transformed into a community of fishermen. This was a great social reform that the Rani had initiated.
A divine revelation led her to found the famous temple Dakshineswar Kali Temple complex on the banks of the Ganges at Dakshineswar in the North 24 Parganas. Sri Ramakrishna Paramhansa (then known as Gadadhar) was appointed its head priest under her patronage.
Rani Rashmoni's House at Janbazar was venue of traditional Durga Puja celebration each autumn. This included traditional pomp, including all-night jatras (folk theatre), rather than by entertainment for the Englishmen with whom she carried on a running feud. After her death in 1861, her sons-in-law took to celebrating Durga Puja in their respective premises

Kittur Rani Chennamma

She stood all alone with a vibrant fiery eye against the British Empire. She did not succeed in driving them away, but she did provoke many women to rise against the British rule. She was Chennamma Queen of the princely state Kittur in Karnataka. Today she is well known as Kittur Rani Chennamma. Let us take a few steps back in history to know more about her.
Chennamma was born in Kakati (a small village in north of Belgaum in Karnataka), in 1778 that is almost 56 years earlier than Rani Lakshmi Bai of Jhansi. From a very young age she received training in horse riding, sword fighting and archery. She was well known for her brave acts across her town.
She was married to Mallasarja Desai, ruler of Kittur at the age of 15. Her married life seemed to be a sad tale after her husband died in 1816. With this marriage she had only one son, but fate seemed to play a tragic game in her life. Her son breathed his last in 1824, leaving the lonely soul to fight against the British rule.
After his death, his son Shivalingarudra Sarja who had no children adopted a boy, Shivalingappa who was his relative. Shivalingrudra died prematurely and Chennamma ruled as the regent.
Queen Chennamma during the British rule
The Doctrine of Lapse was imposed on native states by the British. Under this declaration, native rulers were not allowed to adopt a child if they had no children of their own. Their territory formed part of the British Empire automatically.
The state of Kittur came under the administration of Dharwad collectorate in charge of Mr. Thackeray. Mr. Chaplin was the commissioner of the region. Both did not recognize the new ruler and the regent, and informed that Kittur had to accept the British regime.
War against the British

Both the local people and Rani Chennamma opposed strongly British high handedness. Thackeray invaded Kittur. In the battle that ensued, hundreds of British soldiers were killed along with Thackeray.
The humiliation of defeat at the hands of a small ruler was too much for the British to swallow. They brought in bigger armies from Mysore and Sholapur and surrounded Kittur.
Chennamma tried her best to avoid war; she negotiated with Chaplin and Governor of Bombay Presidency under whose regime Kittur fell. It had no effect. Chennamma was compelled to declare war. For 12 days, the valiant Queen and her soldiers defended their fort, but as is the common trait, traitors sneaked in and mixed mud and dung in the gunpowder in the canons. The Rani was defeated (1824 CE). She was taken a prisoner and kept in the fort of Bailhongal for life. She spent her days reading holy texts and performing pooja till her death in 1829 CE.
Kittur Rani Chennamma could not win the war against British, but she etched her presence for many centuries in the world of history. Along with Onake Obavva, Abbakka Rani and Keladi Chennamma, she is much revered in Karnataka as an icon of bravery.
Chennamma became a legend. During the freedom movement, her brave resistance to British formed theme of plays, songs, and song stories. Folk songs or lavanis were a legion and freedom struggle got a good boost through singing bards who moved throughout the region.

Rani Laxmi Bai (1835 - 1858)


JHANSI KI RANI was the great heroine of the First War of Indian Freedom. She became a widow at the tender age of 18 and lived only till 22 yet she has inspired many and is still a living legend. She was the embodiment of patriotism, self-respect and heroism. Her life is a thrilling story of womanliness, courage, adventure, deathless patriotism and martyrdom. In her tender body there was a lions spirit.

At birth she was named Manu. The young Manu, unfortunately she lost her mother when she was only four. The entire duty of bringing up the daughter fell on her father. Along with formal education she acquired the skill in sword fighting, horse riding and shooting. Manu later became the wife of Gangadhar Rao, Maharaj of Jhansi, in 1842. From then on she was known as Maharani Laksmi Bai of Jhansi.

In 1851 Maharani Lakshmi Bai bore a son but her fate was cruel and she lost her child within three months. The Maharaja passed away on the 21st November 1853. Although prior to this the Maharaja and Maharani adopted a boy the British government claimed they did not recognise the right of the adopted boy. Thus they tried to buy off the Rani however she stated: "No, impossible! I shall not surrender my Jhansi!"It did not take her long to realise how difficult it was for the small state of Jhansi to oppose the British when even the Peshwas and Kings of Delhi had bowed down to the British Demands. The Rani’s battle now was against the British who had cunningly taken her kingdom from her.

After the British took over her government her daily routine changed. Every morning from 4am to 8am were set apart for bathing, worship, meditation and prayer. From 8am to 11am she would go out for a horse ride, practise shooting, and practise swordmanship and shooting with the reins held on her teeth. Thereafter she would bathe again, feed the hungry, give alms to the poor and then have food; then rested for a while. After that she would chant the Ramanyan. She would then exercise lightly in the evening. Later she would go through some religious books and hear religious sermons. Then she worshipped her chosen deity and had supper. All things were done methodically, according to her strict timetable. Such a dedicated and devoted women!

All these disciplined and training patterns came in use during the Indian Mutiny in 1857. Many lives were lost and innocence people killed. Although Bharat did not gain independence the Rani did win back Jhansi and created the state to its former glory having a full treasury and army of women matching the army of men. However Sir Hugh Rose attacked Jhansi on 17th March 1858. The next day’s battle was the Rani’s last. Her death was heroic, her army had declined as they were out numbered by the opposition. The British Army had encircled her and her men. There was no escape blood was flowing, darkness was approaching. The British army was pursuing her. After a great struggle the Rani died muttering quotes from the Bhagvad Gita.

When she went to War and took up arms she was the very embodiment of the War Goddess Kali. She was beautiful and frail. But her radiance made men diffident. She was young in years, but her decisions were mature. Such an confident and dominant women! A lesson is to be learnt for us all from her experiences! The words of the British General Sir Hugh Rose who fought against the Maharani several times and was defeated time and time again stated: "Of the mutineers the bravest and the greatest commander was the Rani".
Rani Durgavati (Oct 5 1524-June 24, 1564)

She was born in the family of famous Rajput Chandel Emperor Keerat Rai. She was born at the fort of Kalanjar (Banda,Uttar Pradesh, India) In 1542, she was married to Dalpat Shah, the eldest son of king Sangram Shah of GondDynasty
After the death of Sher Shah, Sujat Khan captured the Malwa and was succeeded by his son Baz Bahadur in 1556 CE. After ascending to the throne, he attacked Rani Durgavati but the attack was repulsed with heavy losses to his army. This defeat effectively silencedBaz Bahadur and the victory brought name and fame for Rani Durgavati.
In the year 1562, Akbar vanquished the Malwa ruler Baz Bahadur and annexed the Malwa under Mughal dominion. Consequently, the state boundary of Rani touched the Mughal Sultanate.
Rani's contemporary was a Mughal General, Khwaja Abdul Majid Asaf Khan, an ambitious man who vanquished Ramchandra, the ruler of Rewa. Prosperity of Rani Durgavati's state lured him and he invaded Rani's state after taking permission from Mughal emperor Akbar.
When Rani heard about the attack by Asaf Khan she decide to defend her kingdom with all her might although her Diwan Beohar Adhar Simha pointed out the strength of Mughal forces. Rani maintained that it was better to die respectfully than to live a disgraceful life.
To fight a defensive battle, she went to Narrai situated between a hilly range on one side and two rivers Gaur and Narmada on the other side. It was an unequal battle with trained soldiers and modern weapons in multitude on one side and a few untrained soldiers with old weapons on the other side. Her Faujdar Arjun Das was killed in the battle and Rani decided to lead the defence herself. As the enemy entered the valley, soldiers of Rani attacked them. Both sides lost some men but Rani was victorious in this battle. She chased the Mughal army and came out of the valley.
At this stage Rani reviewed her strategy with her counselors. She wanted to attack the enemy in the night to enfeeble them but her lieutenants did not accept her suggestion. By next morning Asaf Khan had summoned big guns. Rani rode on her elephant Sarman and came for the battle. Her son Vir Narayan also took part in this battle. He forced Mughal army to move back three times but at last he got wounded and had to retire to a safe place. In the course of battle Rani also got injured near her ear with an arrow. Another arrow pierced her neck and she lost her consciousness. On regaining consciousness she perceived that defeat was imminent. Her Mahoutadvised her to leave the battlefield but she refused and took out her dagger and killed herself on June 24, 1564. Her death is celebrated in India as a "martyrdom day" on June 24.

Jijabai

Jijabai was born on 12 January 1598 and a daughter of Lakhojirao Jadhav in present-dayBuldhana district of Maharashtra State. As per the customs of that age, she was wed at an early age to Shahaji Bhosale
She wholeheartedly supported her husband's cause. Shahaji had tried to establish a Hindu state on the ruins of the erstwhile Nizamshahi sultanate. However he was defeated by the combined forces of the Mughals and Adilshahi. Shahaji became a sardar in Adilshaha's army. He settled in Karnataka and got married again. As per the treaty he was forced to move south. In order to continue the struggle, he deputed her as queen regent.
The elder son Sambhaji remained with their father. Shivaji left Bangalore along with his mother, a council of ministers and chosen military commanders. When they arrived in Pune it was full of jungles and wild beasts.She encouraged cuiltivators to settle. She renovated the kasaba ganapati temple. A Red sandstone palace of moderate size known as lal mahal was also built. She has given a number of decisions in legal and administrative matter known as majhars.
Jijau was a very pious and intelligent woman with great vision for independent kingdom. She inspired Shivaji Maharaj by telling stories from Ramayan, Mahabharat,Balaraja. Inspired by her, Shivaji Maharaj took Oath of Independence (SWARAJYA)[1] in fort temple of lordRaireshwar in 1645 when he was 17.In Shivaji,s impeccable, spotless character and courage Jijabai,s contribution is enormous. Had jijabai been not there a diamond wouldn't had come out of the coal.
Jijau's elder son Sambhaji was killed while on a military expedition in Karnataka by Afzal Khan. When Shahaji died, Jijabai tried to commit sati - committing suicide by burning oneself in the husband's pyre, but Shivaji stopped her from doing so by his request. Jijabai is widely credited with raising Shivaji in a manner that led to his future greatness. She died soon after coronation of Shivaji on 17 June 1674.Shivaji was heartbroken by her death.

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Arun Kumar Tiwari