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This poem belongs to an era of 1950s. Boys and girls did not meet freely and a feminine mystique existed in the eyes of young boys. There were many attempts at getting near a girl, but most ended without any consequence. Castles were made in air and got demolished all …

Missing homeland in a foreign country is but natural. Here are such sentiments expressed beautifully by Girija Kumar Mathur while living in New York. Rajiv Krishna Saxena न्यूयार्क की एक शाम देश काल तजकर मैं आया भूमि सिंधु के पार सलोनी उस मिट्टी का परस छुट गया जैसे तेरा प्यार …

Here is a poem that seems to come from times bygone. A village woman writing to her husband who lives in a city. I wonder if such letters are written anymore.  Quite a nostalgia! Rajiv Krishna Saxena परदेसी को पत्र   सोसती सर्व उपमा जोग बाबू रामदास को लिखा गनेस …

Little girls are like angles. They live in their own world of stuffed toys and fantasy. Then they grow up… and one day leave the house. Stuffed toys they once played with, are left behind, a constant reminder to parents of their little daughter. Rajiv Krishna Saxena दीदी का भालू …

Human society evolved in villages. City based civilizations came later. Village life is generally simple and peaceful. City living may be complex and stressful. Those who migrated to cities from villages, at times wish to return back to simple life of villages. Rajiv Krishna Saxena गाँव जाना चाहता हूँ ओ …

[learn_more caption=”Introduction: See more”]I recently read this poem in a Whatsapp group and these lines seem to have come directly from the heart of current generation young adults in corporate rat race. Facebook group ‘Wordgasm by ScoopWhoop’. – Rajiv Krishna Saxena[/learn_more] बचपन ही अच्छा था पूरी स्कूल लइफ में सुबह˗सुबह …

People move from familiar surroundings, where they were born and raised, to alien cities and alien countries in search of a living. Compromises are made for the sake of careers and money. But some where in the corner of their heart, there is some one who misses sorely their childhood; …

There is always nostalgia about the country we left long ago. Even as we wade our way through alien society and land, heart often pines for good old Home. Here is a poem of this nostalgia from Ramdhari Singh Dinkar – Rajiv Krishna Saxena रे प्रवासी जाग रे प्रवासी‚ जाग‚ …

How things change! In this age, things we experienced in childhood have vanished; gone for ever. Only memories remain. Check out this poem by Rajendra Gautam – Rajiv Krishna Saxena पिता सरीखे गांव तुम भी कितने बदल गये हो पिता सरीखे गांव! परंपराओं का बरगद सा कटा हुआ यह तन …

Here is a window to your own childhood, opened by Ram Vilas Sharma Ji. As if you turn back and look back in time. Last stanza beautifully put it in words. Rajiv Krishna Saxena दिवा स्वप्न वर्षा से धुल कर निखर उठा नीला नीला फिर हरे हरे खेतों पर छाया …