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Readers’ Club Bulletin ikBd eap cqysfVu
Vol. 17, No. 4, December 2012 o"kZ 17] vad 4] fnlacj 2012
Editor / laiknd Manas Ranjan Mahapatra ekul jatu egkik= Contents/lwph lgk;d laiknd Assistant Editor / Tkknwxj izksQslj Mk- gfjÑ".k nsoljs 2 Dwijendra Kumar Tkknwxj izksQsljMkW- gfjÑ".k nsoljs 2 f}tsUnz dqekj Mystery of a Dream Manoj Das 7 The Merry Old Man... Hema Pandey 7 Production / mRiknu vle dk jktdh; i'kq & xSaMk Mk- ij'kqjke 'kqDy 13 Captain Bamchik Ramendra Kumar 9 Narender Kumar 15 ujsUæ dqekj yksgsA visit dh to lsuk Bangalore latho V. Cherithatk;loky Reddy 13 fp=kadu cksy fn;k gka Mk- ckuks ljrkt 17 Illustration / Hkwr dh 'ksj ls nksLrh glu teky 17 Mistunee Chowdhry Bhar Bitna and the ... Paulie M 20 feLVwuh pkS/jh The Rattle Dash Benhur 20 Printed and published by Mr. Satish Kumar, Joint 26 rksrsWinter dk cPpk :fp Marooj flag ul Muntana 21 Director (Production), National Book Trust, India, Nehru Bhawan 5, Institutional Area, Phase-II, nks cky dfork,a Mk- jksfgrk'o vLFkkuk 27 The Most Beautiful... S. K. Bhatia 23 Vasant Kunj, New Delhi-110070 dgkuh ysVj ckWDl dh ris'k HkkSfed 28 Printed at Pushpak Press Pvt, Ltd. 203-204, ehBk xkuk MkW- Jhizlkn 25 DSIDC Shed, Ph-I Okhla Ind. Area, New Delhi. ukuks Mk- Jhizlkn 30 Typeset at Deft Creations H-44, Second Floor, fcUVw dh le; ;k=k jkuh flag 28 South Extension Part- 1 , New Delhi-110049 Editorial Address / laikndh; irk National Centre for Children’s Literature, National Book Trust, India, Nehru Bhawan 5, Institutional Area, Phase - II, Vasant Kunj, New Delhi-110070 jk"Vªh; cky lkfgR; dasnz] us”kuy cqd VªLV] bafM;k] usg: Hkou] 5 baLVhV~;w”kuy ,fj;k] Qsl&II] olar dqat] ubZ fnYyh&110 070 E-Mail (bZ&esy ) : [email protected] Per Copy/,d izfr Rs. 5.00 Annual subscription/okf"kZd xzkgdh : Rs. 50.00 Please send your subscription in favour of National Book Trust, India. d`i;k Hkqxrku us'kuy cqd VªLV] bafM;k ds uke HkstsaA This Bulletin is meant for free distribution to Readers’ Clubs associated with National Centre for Children’s 34Literature.@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu ;g cqysfVu jk"Vªh; cky lkfgR; dasnzz ls tqM+s ikBd eapks dks fu%”kqYd forfjr fd;k tkrk gSA National Book Week Celebrations
As part of the nationwide National Book On the first day of the Festival on Week celebrations, in addition to several 16th November, Readers’ Club places across the country, book - related Movement, the largest children’s functions were organised in Delhi and reading promotion programme in the Port Blair. country coordinated by National Centre In the inaugural function held at Zakir for Children’s Literature (NCCL), a wing Hussain College, New Delhi, the chief of NBT, was launched in the Andaman and Nicobar Islands and 400 schools and guest was Honourable Minister of children’s libraries were enrolled as Communications, Shri Kapil Sibal. The members. Over 70 teachers, principals, event was graced by the presence of teacher educators, librarians and around 700 children, teachers and activists were oriented on the occasion representatives from various NGOs on how to run a Readers’ Club. working with children. The second day of the Festival on 17 Shri Kapil Sibal on the occasion said November featured three interactive that he believes through books we sessions with the author Dr. Bhoopal empower children and children in turn Reddy at the Govt. Sr. Secondary School empower us through books. He added (Telugu medium), Jawaharlal Nehru that the real treasures are books as they Govt. College and State Library. impart never-ending knowledge. Shri A week-long exhibition-cum-sale of Sibal also distributed NBT books to NBT publications was organized on the select school libraries and NGOs and occasion at the State Library from 14- merit certificates to the winners of the 20 November by the Eastern Regional 'Sit & Draw' Competition. Office of the Trust. In Port Blair, a 2-day Festival of Reading was held at State Library on 16- 17 November 2012. The event was inaugurated by Dr. R.Dev Das, Director, Education on 16 November 2012. Dr. Bhoopal Reddy, eminent Telugu author and Sahitya Akademi award winner for children’s literature was the Chief Guest on the occasion.
Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/1 foKku xYi /kkjkokfgd tknwxj izksQslj Mk- gfjd`".k nsoljs (fiNys vad esa vkius i<+k fd izksQslj vkSj cPps 'kqØ xzg ij fLFkr foKku dsUnz x, FksA fQj D;k gksrk gS] tkuus ds fy, ;g vad izLrqr gSA)
foKku dsUnz ns[kus ds ckn os okil tkus ds ^^vHkh&vHkh lekpkj feyk gS fd eaxy fy, rS;kj gq,A rHkh ,d t:jh lans’k vkSj ‘kfuxzg ds chp dkQh ruko c<+ x;k vk;kA fpaxpks mls lquus ds fy, gSA gks ldrk gS fd muds chp varfj{k&;q) foKku&dsUnz esa yxs ,d Qksu ds ikl x;kA ‘kq: gks tk,A blfy, gekjs varfj{k dsUnz us ogka ls ckr djds tc og ykSVk rks dqN lykg nh gS fd vxj vki yksx vkt gh ijs’kku FkkA okil tkuk pkgrs gksa] rks u tk,aA**
2@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu ^^ij varfj{k ;q) ls gekjk D;k eryc\** ^^vo’; pysaxsA ijarq eSaus lquk gS fd jkf’k us dgkA ‘kfu xzg cgqr lqanj gSA D;ksa u ge ^^vkids fy, [krjk gks ldrk gSA blls pyrs&pyrs mls Hkh ns[k ysaA** T;knk eSa dqN ugha dgwaxkA** fpaxpks us fpaxpks pyk x;kA dqN nsj ckn ykSVk dgkA rks mlus dgk&^^’kfuxzg us vkidks vkus dh vuqefr ns nh gSA ysfdu vki ogka ^^Bhd gSA vki gekjs Bgjus dk izcU/k vdsys ugha tk,axsA gekjs nks ;q)d ;ku rks djsaxs u\** vkids lkFk tk,axsA os vkidks gj foifRr ^^D;ksa ugha\ vki gekjs esgeku gSaA** ls cpk,axsA** blds ckn os yksx ogka ds cktkj] bl lekpkj ls cPpksa dk lkgl c<+ vLirky] Ldwy vkfn ns[kus x,A lc dqN x;kA os ‘kfu xzg ns[kus ds bPNqd gks x,A fofp=] fdarq lqanjA vLirky esa chekj ckSuksa dqN gh nsj ckn varfj{k dsUnz ls os ds bykt ds rjhds ,dne vyx FksA u vius ;ku esa mM+s vkSj lkFk gh pys ‘kqØ nok] u ltZjh] cl dqN fdj.kksa ds lgkjs xzg ds nks ;q)d foekuA mudk bykt fd;k tkrk FkkA Ldwyksa esa ‘kfu xzg ds ckjs esa izksQslj vady i<+kbZ dk rjhdk ,dne vyx FkkA us crk;k&^^’kfu xzg dh lcls etsnkj vxys fnu tc lans’k vk;k fd ‘kfu ckr ;g gS fd mlds pkjksa rjQ pwfM+;ak vkSj eaxy ds chp ruko dh fLFkfr de gks lh gSa] bUgsa ^^oy;** dgrs gSaA ;g Hkh ukjaxh dh rjg uhps Åij piVk gSA xbZ gS rks mUgsa tkus dh vuqefr ns nh xbZA nwj ls ;g uhyk vkSj pednkj fn[kkbZ izks + MsfoM us dgk&^^vkids ‘kfu xzg ls nsrk gSA** vPNs laca/k gaSA D;k ge ‘kfu xzg ns[kus tk dqN le; ckn os ‘kfUk ds vaarfj{k esa ldrs gSa\** igqapsA ogka ls ‘kfu xzg cgqr Li”V fn[kkbZ ^^eSa iwNdj crkÅaxkA** fpaxpks us dgkA nsus yxkA ^^vady] vc rks ?kj okil pfy,A gesa ^^nsf[k, vady] ‘kfu ds oy; fdrus ?kj dh cgqr ;kn vk jgh gSA** lat; us lqanj] pkaSM+s vkSj pedhys fn[k jgs gSaA** izks- MsfoM ls dgkA MCcw us dgkA
Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/3 ^^gka! ;s oy; fdlh Bksl ;k rjy ns[kk fd og xzg fdruk lqanj gSA ‘kfu ds inkFkZ ds ugha cus gSaA ;s njvly /kwy tSls varfj{k dsUnz ij tc os mrjs rks pkjksa vksj d.kksa ls cus gSaA oSKkfud ekurs gSa fd ‘kfUk uhyk izdk’k QSyk gqvk FkkA lc dqN cM+k xzg ds vklikl ds xzgksa ds VwVus ls tks /kwy lqanj yx jgk FkkA ;ku ls ckgj fudyus cuh gS] ogh oy; ds :i esa pkjksa vksj ?kwe ij mUgksaus ‘kfuokfl;ksa dks ns[kk rks galus yxsA çksQslj ds ladsr ij mUgksaus cM+h jgh gSA vPNk bl oy; dh pkSaM+kbZ dk dfBukbZ ls galh jksdhA ‘kfu xzg ds yksxksa vuqeku yxk ldrs gks D;k\** ds flj ij u cky Fks] u ukd] u gksB] u ^^ij ;s T;knk pkaSM+h rks ugha yxrhA** dkuA cl lc txg Nsn cus gq, FksA vka[ksa çksQslj MsfoM us galdj dgk&ckgjh Hkh xksy dkys flj esa /kalh gqb± FkhaA oy; dh pkSM+kbZ nl gtkj ehy gSA mlds mu lcus çksQslj vkSj cPpksa dk Lokxr ckn nks gtkj ehy dk [kkyh LFkku gSA fd;kA dqN gh nsj esa ‘kqØ&;ku okil pys vkf[kjh oy; dh pkSM+kbZ dksbZ X;kjg gtkj x,A ehy gSA budh eksVkbZ de ls de nl ehy ‘kfu xzg dk gYdk BaMk ekSle] uhyk gksxhA** çdk’k] uhys Qwy&ikS/ks vkSj lqanj Hkou ns[kdj cPpksa dks cgqr vPNk yx jgk FkkA bu vk’p;Ztud ckrksa dks lqudj cPpksa ^^geus vkidks ;gka ,d fo’ks”k dke ds ds eu esa ‘kfUk ds çfr mRlqdrk c<+ xbZ fy, cqyk;k gSA** ‘kfuxzg ds ,d vf/kdkjh FkhA dqN nsj esa lkFk py jgs ;q)d ;kuksa us dgk &&** eSa ;gka dk ç/kkuea=h gwaA eSa us ladsr fn;k fd ‘kfu ds oy; ikj djus pkgrk gwa fd vki tYnh ls pydj ds fy, mUgksaus vius ;ku dh xfr rst dj MkW- cukZMZ ls fey yhft,A le; cgqr de nh gSA gSA ckdh ckrsa jkLrs esa gksaxhA** izksQslj MsfoM us lko/kkuh ls ;ku dh çksQslj] cPps] ç/kkuea=h vkSj dqN xfr c<+k nhA fujarj xfr c<+krs gq, os vf/kdkjh tYnh ls ckgj vk, vkSj ,d ‘kfu ds oy; ikj djus yxsA oy; ds foeku esa cSBdj py fn,A dqN gh nsj esa chp ls xqtjrs gq, mUgsa yxrk Fkk tSls os og foeku ,d ixMaMh ij igqapk] tgka va/ksjh lqjax ls xqtj jgs gksA dsoy lkFk dsoy ,d edku cuk FkkA py jgs ;kuksa dk izdk’k fn[kkbZ nsrk FkkA foeku ls mrjus ds ckn ç/kkuea=h us vkf[kj yEch ;k=k ds ckn os ‘kfu xzg crk;k & ^^lkS lky igys gekjs ;gka ,d dh /kjrh dh vksj eqMs+ vkSj rc mUgksaus jksx QSyk FkkA yksxksa dh peM+h lM+us yxh
4@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu vkSj os ej tkrs FksA rc gekjk ,d ;ku ^^pfy,] tYnh pfy,A** izksQslj MsfoM i`Foh ls bl MkDVj cukZMZ dks yk;k FkkA ;s us dgkA peM+h ds jksxksa ds fo’ks”kK jgs gSaA bUgksaus ml edku ds vanj ,d dejs esa lcdk bykt fd;kA rc ls ;s ;gha gSaA vc MkW- cukZMZ ysVs gq, FksA mudk ‘kjhj ,dne ;s cw<+s gksdj ejus okys gSaA geusa lkspk fd ttZj gks pqdk FkkA dsoy vka[ksa fVefVek mUgsa vius xzg ds yksxksa ls feyok nsa] rkfd jgh FkhaA gkFk&iSj ,d ne {kh.k gks pqds os ‘kkafr ls ej ldsaA** FksA iz/kkuea=h us muls dku esa dqN dgk
Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/5 rks mudh vka[ksa b/kj&m/kj dqN [kkstus ^^vo’;A ge izkFkZuk vo’; djsaxsA** yxhaA rqjar izksQslj MsfoM vkSj cPps muds Mk- cukZMZ us vka[ksa can dj yhaA izksQslj lkeus vk x,A mUgsa ns[kdj Mk- cukZMZ dh vkSj cPpksa us ,d Loj esa izkFkZuk ‘kq: dhA vka[kksa ls vkalw cgus yxsA izksQslj MsfoM us çkFkZuk [kRe gksrs gh ‘kfu xzg ds yksx mUgsa ‘kkar fd;kA fQj ‘kfu xzg ds yksxksa ls vk x,A çksQslj us Mk- cukZMZ dh ukM+h cksys&^^D;k vki gesa ;gka dqN nsj ds fy, ns[kh] og futhZo gks pqds FksA muds ‘kjhj vdsyk NksM+ ldrs gSa\** ‘kfu xzg ds lHkh dks
6@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu Mystery of a Dream Manoj Das
Once upon a time there was a gentleman- ‘’The sunrise is still hours away, my king whose only love was sound sleep Lord, what’s the matter with you?’’ the and who never bothered to remember a wise minister queried in a especially dream if he ever had any. But one night affectionate voice. he gave out a terrific shriek and sat up ‘’No matter, unless you call a dream on his creamy tender bed. a matter,’’ replied the king. His terrified servants did not dare ‘’His Majesty never ceases to be a to come near him and ask what disturbed philosopher even amidst a crisis, you the royal slumber. They rushed to the know,’’ remarked the minister looking prime minister. at the servants peeping through the door. The king’s shiver had not stopped Turning to the king, he asked again, when the prime minister appeared ‘’What could have happened, your before him. Majesty?’’ His voice sounded like a purr
Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/7 compared to the king’s which was like a at once towards his tree. ‘’Hurry up, howl. young man!’’ shouted the king and that ‘’Nothing unless a dream is a woke him up. happening. Nevertheless, something ‘’Extraordinary, my Lord,’’ ominous, I’m afraid, is going to happen commented the minister. to me,’’ said the king as he sighed. ‘’Should I care two hoots if it were ‘’My Lord, I’m rather puzzled,’’ said ordinary? But, my friend, don’t advise the minister. me to consult our court soothsayers ‘’As if I’m not!’’ commented the king about it. Should the dream signify my and proceeded to narrate his dream death, they would say that I was to soon which, in brief, was this: get a nymph for my latest bride. What do I do?’’ Somehow he had lost his way in the forest and it was growing dark. He did The king got off his bejeweled not know when and how he came there bedstead and paced on the floor in a and what happened to his faithful horse restless manner. and body-guards. He climbed a tree to ‘’My Lord, I’ve a feeling-strange- survey the area. Indeed, how lucky was that the dream has something to do with he to have done so in time, for the very your three worthy sons,’’ observed the next moment he saw a pack of hyenas minister, keeping pace with the king. emerging from a nearby cave and The king came to an abrupt halt. He circling the tree. They looked at him stood silent for a few moments, deeply menacingly and made several attempts meditative, and said, ‘’I too have a to climb the tree. The king sat on a feeling-strange-that you are speaking a branch, clinging to another, scared stiff. fat lot of sense, my friend.’’ He could tumble down any moment, he ‘’Thanks, my good Lord,’’ said the feared. minister with a brief bow and continued, Just then he saw three jolly young ‘’I suggest that we ask the three princes men galloping in his direction from to find out the meaning of the dream.’’ some highlands in the forest’s vicinity. ‘’An excellent idea. And the one to He cried out for help. All the three saw explain the dream to my satisfaction him, but the first one merely yawned and would be the one to succeed me to the trotted away. To the king’s horror, the throne. Well, why not!’’ He murmured second one gave a lusty cheer to the in the way of a soliloquy. hyenas and laughed and disappeared. The princes were summoned However, the third one turned his horse immediately. The king narrated his
8@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu dream to them and said, ‘’ My boys, I give But his two brothers galloped away you twenty-four hours. Go wherever and forthwith and the two went in opposite consult whomsoever you like. But you directions. must be back by tomorrow morning.’’ The youngest prince met several The eldest prince who was still sooth-sayers, scholars and astrologers lamenting the loss of his sleep, hurried and heard their explanation of the dream back to his cozy bed and ordered for an with attention, but did not feel quite extra blanket to sleep under it with a satisfied with them. vengeance. He did not get up till the sun On the remote frontiers of the had crossed the tallest tree in their kingdom stood a hill. Atop the hill, in a eastern garden by which time he had cave, lived a weird old woman. Some enough of his own dreams to forget all called her witch and some revered her about his father’s dream. as wise, but all agreed that she could see the shape of things to come. She could also solve, with as much ease as adding one and one, all sorts of knotty problems which people brought to her, if she was pleased. By sundown the prince and his horse were extremely tired. Leaving the horse at the foot of the hill, the prince climbed the rocks with great difficulty. In the twilight he saw the mysterious woman looking as haggard as a withered broom warming her shrunken fingers in a fire in front of her cave. The flames looked unearthly white. The prince bowed to her and the woman sported a smile which would have scared even a scarecrow. ‘’O wise woman of the hill, will you mind explaining a dream my father the king dreamt last night?’’ The woman nodded. But no sooner had the prince begun narrating the dream
Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/9 than she said, ‘’I know, I know. I’ll tell The prince took a step back and you what it means. But will you promise sighed, but managed to say, ‘’ Well, to marry my grand-daughter?’’ The frankly, your grand-daughter does not prince was least prepared for such a quite resemble the picture of the bride I bargain, ‘’Ah, ah…’’ he hemmed and had cherished, but I will marry her if my hawed and managed to say, ‘’Well, your father is satisfied with the meaning you grand-daughter must be wonderful read into his dream. Your grand-daughter since she is your grand-daughter…. must marry somebody after all. And it But…But…’’ is important that we know what the ‘’You’ll like to see her, I’m sure,’’ king’s dream means, for he believes it said the woman and she called out for has something to do with his death.’’ her ward. ‘’It has, my boy, it has. His end may Out came a creature who had a figure come tonight.’’ as vague as an owl’s reflection on an ‘’Tonight?’’ cried out the prince. unsteady water and who greeted the ‘’Tonight. But did I say that he must prince in a voice that would have die tonight? Someone would try to kill endeared her to a braying donkey. him tonight. That’s all I said.’’
10@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu ‘’My wise grandma, allow me to The prince narrated all that he had hurry back and stand guard on him,’’ said done and said, ‘’Father, we are yet to the prince. know the complete meaning of your ‘’You are a worthy son,’’ commented dream. I must return to the woman on the women with a chuckle. ‘’But be the hill to find it out.’’ careful, don’t breathe a word to anybody ‘’I must accompany you. I must thank about it. Hide yourself and expect the her personally. But for her I would have assassin. For the full meaning of the lain like an empty bag devoid of all my dream, meet me tomorrow.’’ blood and soul. Also, we must lead the The prince rode back as fast as his prisoner to her. She should be able to tired horse could carry him. He reached identify him.’’ the palace on time to hide himself in the The royal procession to the hill set king’s bed-chamber, behind a screen, out forthwith. It was morning when the before the king retired for the night. party reached the hill-top. All greeted the old woman who sat warming her The musicians sang a couple of fingers-in violet flames this time-and lullabies and left when the king’s snoring the king thanked her profusely. The surpassed their volume. prince then requested her to explain the By and by the palace became as quiet meaning of the complete dream. as a lonely hill-top. Then, to his horror ‘’It is clear, as clear as this morning the prince saw a stranger emerging from sky, that the king’s bodyguards deserting the darkness under the king’s bedstead, him in the forest meant there was dagger in hand. He was about to stab the laziness and callousness everywhere. king when the prince sprang out and People were negligent of their duty. The surprised the would-be assassin, hyenas stood for the forces of violence. brandishing his dazzling sword. The tree the king climbed was his own The commotion woke up the king goodness that sustained him. The three with a jolt. He shouted for his servants. young men who rode in his direction They rushed in and captured the stranger were the three princes. The first prince after a brief tussle. The news spread as was too lazy to be of any use to the king. fast as wild fire and brought to the scene The second prince too had no the prime minister, the members of the individuality of his own. Both were family, the commander of the army and swept by the forces dominating the several others- even the sleepy eldest atmosphere. prince. In fact, the second prince had met me Nobody could recognize the culprit before the youngest prince. I had told and the fellow refused to speak. him that the night ahead was dangerous
Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/11 for the king. If the king survived the night, as beautiful as the dawn and endowed he would live long. The second prince with a voice as sweet as the nightingale’s. did not like that the king should live ‘’How lucky my boy is!’’ exclaimed long. Just as the eldest prince was a the king and he patted him on the back. victim of laziness in the atmosphere, the The embarrassed prince opened his eyes second prince had been possessed by the and saw the very picture of beauty and forces of violence dominating the grace before him and himself looked atmosphere. He decided to kill the king simply bewildered. in order to usurp the throne. He donned Explained the old woman, ‘’My a disguise and hid under the king’s grand-daughter was under a curse. That bedstead.’’ explains why she looked like an ogress. ‘’What, my son?’’ screamed the king It had been so ordained that the day a as he pulled the false beard off the young truthful young man would promise to man’s chin. There stood before him his second son. marry her, her curse would end. The day has come at last.’’ Continued the woman, looking at the king, ‘’The young man who came to your The marriage was performed with rescue in your dream, was needless to great pomp and ceremony. The king say, your youngest son. He has already ordered that the two elder princes be proved how true your dream was. His banished. He crowned the youngest head and heart alone was not affected by prince the king and himself retired into the atmosphere.’’ the solitude of the hill with the old ‘’I feel so delighted at having my woman for his guide. dream explained so well,’’ exclaimed the But the very first thing the new king king, did was to pardon his brothers. ‘’You are satisfied aren’t you, father? ‘’They are not bad. They were merely In that case, please allow me to marry the victims of the forces of laziness this good old lady’s grand-daughter. I promised to marry her if the grand and violence prevalent in the dame’s explanation of your dream atmosphere. We must try our best to satisfied you,’’ said the prince, his voice change the atmosphere with truthfulness as apologetic as it could be. and courage. Once we succeed in this, ‘’Surely, my son, marry her by all they too would become better men,’’ he means! Should we not have a look at her said. at the earliest opportunity?’’ And better times did come soon, ‘’Don’t, father, don’t,’’ cried out the under the noble rule of the new king and prince, hiding his face by his palms. his queen. But before long, at the old woman’s (From the NBT book, A Bride inside call there appeared before them a maiden a Casket.)
12@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu vle dk jktdh; i’kq & xSaMk Mk- ij’kqjke ‘kqDy
xSaMk tehu ij fopj.k djus okyk ,d vkSj vafre rhu tkfr;ksa ds xSaMs ,f’k;k esa vR;ar izkphu izk.kh gSA tho oSKkfudksa ds ik, tkrs gSaA vuqlkj xSaaMk yxHkx 5 djksM+ o”kZ iqjkuk Hkkjrh; xSaMk fo’o dk nwljk lcls tho gS] tcfd ekuo dk vfLrRo dsoy 5 cM+k xSaMk gSA fdlh le; ;g ns’k ds cgqr yk[k o”kks± ls gSA cM+s Hkkx esa ik;k tkrk Fkk] fdarq vc dsoy xSaMk vÝhdk ds vf/kdka’k ns’kksa] Hkkjr] vle esa cpk gSA Hkkjrh; xSaaMs dh ÅapkbZ tkok] lqek=k] eyk;k] cksfuZ;ks vkfn esa ik;k tkrk gSA bldh 5 izeq[k tkfr;ka gSa & pkSMs+ 1-85 ehVj rd ,oa otu yxHkx 2-5 Vu eqag okyk lQsn xSaMk] dkyk xSaMk] Hkkjrh; gksrk gSA bruk Hkkjh gksrs gq, Hkh ;g xSaMk] tkok dk xSaMk vkSj lqek=k dk xSaMkA vko’;drk iM+us ij 40 fd-eh- izfr?kaVk buesa igyh nks tkfr;ksa ds xSaaMs vÝhdk esa dh xfr ls nkSM+ ldrk gSA
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Cheritha Reddy During last summer holidays, we went Next day we all woke up at 4 o’clock. to our aunt’s house at Bangalore. We My mother and my aunt prepared enjoyed very much there. After few days breakfast which included snacks for us. We all bathed ourselves and started our my father and uncle informed that all journey. We soon started playing of us were going to visit a few important ‘Anthyakshari’. After two hours, we places of the state next day. We were reached a place full of coconut trees. We very happy to hear that. took our breakfast there. Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/15 After that we again started our inside it. It was very beautiful, and then journey. At first we went to Shravana we went for shopping. I bought key Belogolo, famous pilgrimage. Here chains and perfumes. there were so many stairs, but we enjoyed We also visited Lord Srinivasa’s climbing them. There we saw a big statue temple. It was very beautiful. We also of Yometeswara and also Dharma Chakra. saw the place where Tippu’s dead body Then we moved to our next destination. was buried , that is Tippu’s jail which was It was the famous temple of Lord once Tippu’s summer palace. After Shiva. Then we saw a huge statue of having seen so many places, we had to Nandi Hoysaleswara at a temple. we return to our aunt’s house. And after few played there and had ice-creams and days we came back to our home as the snacks. Next we went to Mysore. holidays were coming to an end. It was There, we went first to Brindavan very enjoyable and memorable Gardens. There were so many fountains experience which I would never forget. like Musical fountain, Globe fountain, Crown fountain, Russian fountain etc. This reminded me of a film- ‘’Jagadeka Veerudu – Athiloka Sundari’’ starring Chiranjeevi and Sreedevi. We played a lot there splashing with water. Then we went to Krishnaraja Sagar Hotel near Brindavan gardens. Next day we went to Chamundi hills, and Mysore Raja’s Mahal. Near Mysore Raja’s palace, we had our breakfast. Z.P.H. School, Balapamur Later we kept our cell phones and Puliverndula Kadapa-516484 valuable things in a clock room and went (Andhra Pradesh) 16@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu cksy fn;k gka Mk- ckuks ljrkTk xfeZ;ksa dh NqfV~V;ka vkjaHk gqb± vkSj cPps ckr dk Fkk fd ukuk ds flj ij cky igqaps ukuk ds ‘kgjA cPpksa dks ekrk&firk ugha gSA dh MkaV ls NqVdkjk feyk vkSj ukuk&ukuh ,d fnu ukuk dh nqe cudj cPps dks tSls LoxZ fey x;kA cPpksa ls ?kqy&fey tkus okys ukuk cPpksa ds ghjks FksA muds ihNs&ihNs cxhps esa ?kwe jgs FksA lglk iwN cSBs] ^^ukuk! vki vkneh dc ikap cPpksa esa eqUus fe;ka lcls NksVs FksA mUgsa nks ckrksa dk cM+k vglkl FkkA cusaxs\** xoZ bl ckr ij Fkk fd muds cky Ukkuk pdjk,] ^^iwNk] ^^gka! rks D;k ge ?kus&?kqa?kjkys vkSj lqanj gaSA nq[k bl vHkh vkneh ugha gSa\** Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/17 ^^ugha] ugha gSaA** cM+h ‘kku ls lwpuk nh ¿lcÀ yyds ¿yM+dsÀ [ksy jgs gSaA vki xbZA yyds FkksMs gh gSaA** ^^vkneh ugha gS ge] rks D;k gSa\** ukuk ^^yM+ds ugh rks dkSu gSa ge\** ukuk us us eqUus fe;ka ds bRehuku ij vk’p;Z O;Dr eqLdqjkdj iwNkA mudk fopkj Fkk fd eqUus fe;ka dgsaxs vki yyds ugha cw 18@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu fryfeyk x;sA fpYykdj cksys] ^^ge fdlh ^^fidfud dSlh jgh\ fdlh ls yM+kbZ dks vius cky ugha nsaxsA** rks ugha dh\** ukuk us vkxs c<+dj iwNkA** ukuk eqLdqjk dj cksys] ^^eqUus fe;ka! ;s cPps tk jgs FksA ge us bUgsa jksd fy;kA vki rks gok ls yM+rs gSaA ;g vius eqgYys vkvks buls feyksA** dk cPpk gSA rqEgkjh ukuh ds fy, dksbZ eqUus fe;ka us ;w&VuZ fy;k vkSj cktw ds lans’k ysdj vk;k gSA** eqUus fe;ka dh tku [kkyh IykV dh vksj nkSM+ yxk nhA fdlh esa tku vkbZA dh le> esa dqN u vk;kA lc muds ihNs nkSM+sA tkrs dgka\ ekyrh dh >kfM+;ksa ds eqUus fe;ka vius laqnj ckyksa dks ysdj ihNs nqcds feysA lcdks tks ,d lkFk viuh dqN vf/kd [krjukd gksrs tk jgs FksA vksj vkrs ns[kk rks gkFk c<+kdj cksys] && ckyksa dks /kDdk Hkh yxrk rks d;ker epk nsrsA cM+h Hk;kud ph[ksa ekjrsA ^^gesa er idyks ¿idM+ksÀA ge cky ns nsaxs tkucw> dj dksbZ muds ckyksa dks gkFk exj fNfyi ¿flQZÀ Fkksys NsA og Hkh fNfyi yxkrk rks fpdfpdk dj dkV ysrs&& ukuk dksA cksy fn;k gka!** ;gka rd fd mudh eEeh rax vk xbZA ,d fnu tedj mudh [kcj ys Mkyh] **yksxksa us rfud iz’kalk D;k dj nh] cgqr gh brjkus yxs gSa vkiA vc fdlh dks ukspk ;k dkVk rks ukbZ dks cqykdj flj lkQ djk nwaxh gka! oSls Hkh xehZ ds fnu gSaA** nwljs fnu ukuh us vukFkky; ds ckydksa dks Hkkstu ds fy, cqyk;k vkSj fidfud ds cgkus cPpksa dks ?kj ls ckgj Hkst fn;kA Hkkstu djds ckyd fudy jgs Fks fd fpYMªu&LDokM /ked iM+kA thi ls mrjdj cPps Hkkxrs gq, vk jgs FksA ^^ukuh&ukuh* iqdkjrs gq, eqUus fe;ka lcls ihNs nkSM+rs gq, vk,A vukFk ckydksa esa rhu pkj Vdyksa vkdk’kok.kh ds lkeus] flfoy ykbUl dks ns[kdj ikoksa esa Qqy czsd yxk fn;sA pUnziqj&442401 ¿egkjk”VªÀ Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/19 Bhar Bitna and the Village Mahajan Paulie M A long, long time ago in a village in house, farms and even most of his cattle. Bihar lived a tiny little man who was Now, the only possession that Bhar Bitna called Bhar Bitna (measuring a hand was left with was a shiny black bull. span) because of his size. Every night Bhar Bitna took his bull Just because Bhar Bitna was small, to the mahajan’s fields and left it to graze people thought they could take advantage to its hearts' content. Seeing the harm of him. The village mahajan (money being caused to his crops, the mahajan lender) had done just that. He had decided that he would hide in the fields managed to take away Bhar Bitna’s at night and punish the miscreant. 20@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu It was a moonless night when the 'can you please give me the skin of the mahajan took a sickle, climbed a tree on bull you killed yesterday night in your his fields and hid in its branches waiting field?' for the thief. Just after midnight, Bhar By now the mahajan had sent people Bitna led his bull to the mahajan’s fields. to check the bull and knew that it was He himself hid under a bush near the Bhar Bitna’s bull. entrance of the field while he left the bull to graze. ‘’You can certainly take the skin,’’ Just as the bull passed under the tree said the mahajan sarcastically. ‘’That you on which the mahajan was hiding, the have lost your only possession, the bull, mahajan leapt off the branch and landed is punishment enough for you. But, tell on the bull. He slit the bull’s throat with me what you will do with the skin?’’ his sickle. The bull howled in pain and ‘’I will sell the skin,’’ replied Bhar stomped around. In no time it bled to Bitna. death. The mahajan was amused to hear the Bhar Bitna was terrified. He did not reply. know that what had scared the bull. The Bhar Bitna took the bull’s skin and night being extremely dark, he could not even make out that the bull was dying. headed for the market. On the way, he Bhar Bitna thought that there were had to pass through a forest and he ghosts around and he ran out of the field decided to spend the night hidden in the at top speed. Just as mahajan came out top most branches of a tree. of the field Bhar saw him. It upset him Unable to sleep for fear of falling to see that the bull was dead. Killed by off the tree and being eaten up by some slitting its throat. wild animal, Bhar Bitna was wide awake “It must be the mahajan who did this, when two men came and sat under the concluded Bhar Bitna. “Just you wait, I’ll very tree he was hiding in. They had a teach you a lesson or two which you will big bundle tied up in a white sheet of not forget in a hurry.” cloth. So, the very next day Bhar Bitna went ‘’Let’s dig here and hide the loot,’’ to meet the mahajan. “Mahjan ji,” he said, one said to the other. Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/21 ‘’This is as good a place as any ‘’Please help me or it will eat me up.’’ other,’’ said the second man and started ‘’Run for your life,’’ said the other, digging. disentangling himself from the skin and Scared of being caught by the making a dash for it. thieves, Bhar Bitna was shaking like a As dawn broke, Bhar Bitna took leaf. The bull’s skin slipped from his hand courage and got down from the tree. He and landed on the two thieves under the picked up the skin to continue his tree. journey to the market when he saw the ‘’Oh! My!! God, a ghost,’’ said one, bundle that the thieves had left behind. throwing his hands and legs about. Bhat Bitna opened the bundle and was 22@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu dumb founded to see gems and jewels Feeling really happy, Bhar Bitna that caught the light of the dawn and helped the mahajan kill his animals. sparkled and shown. Once the skins were dry, Bhar Bitna ‘’Oh! Am I lucky,’’ he thought. ‘’I will took them to the market. He walked never ever want for anything now.’’ around the market shouting, “ Skins for He quickly put the bundle on his head sale, skins for sale.” Evening set in but and marched back to the village. he found no buyer. So, he returned to the village with the skins. Taking out a few jewels, he hid the rest in an old, unused well. Then, he “No one wanted to buy the skins,” he bought himself some farmland and built told the mahajan, piling the skins in a for himself a house. corner of the courtyard. Then, he set out to buy cattle at the “You cunning fellow,” said the village haat (market). There he met the mahajan, stomping around like a wild mahajan. bull. “You knew all along that the skins would be worthless. You just wanted to When the mahajan saw Bhar Bitna he avenge the death of your bull. Just you came up running. ‘’I have heard that you wait. I’ll set to your house on fire and have bought fields and also made a you will be homeless again. house,’’ he said. Though Bhar Bitna pleaded with the ‘’Yes!’’ replied Bhar Bitna. ‘’And I mahajan to spare his house, the mahajan have only you to thank for it." did not relent. Bhar Bitna saw his house “Me?" Exclaimed the mahajan. turn to ashes. “Yes!” said Bhar Bitna. “If you had Next morning, Bhar Bitna went to not killed my bull I would not have been borrow a sack from the mahajan. able to sell its skin. All the money I got “And why do you want a sack?” asked came from selling the skin. the mahajan. “Oh! Really? Will you sell some skin “Nothing but ashes are left of my for me?” asked the mahajan. house,” replied Bhar Bitna, with tears in “Sure, as many as you want,” replied his eyes. “I’ll take the ash to the market Bhar Bitna. and sell them.” “Then, come let’s kill all my bulls The mahajan had a hearty laugh and and other cattle,’ said the mahajan. gave a sack to Bhar Bitna. Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/23 Bhar Bitna filled the sack with ashes, give you two sacks full of jewels and half loaded it on a cart and headed for the my kingdom.’’ market. On the way he met a king who It was a very finely dressed Bhar had come to the forest to hunt but had Bitna with a retinue of servants who been separated from his guards and returned to his village. soldiers. The mahajan was surprised to see the style in which Bhar Bitna was moving “I am very tired,” said the king to around. Bhar Bitna. “I will really appreciate if ‘’I am grateful to you, oh! mahajan ji you will take me to my palace in your for all this,’’ Bhar Bitna told the mahajan. cart. " ‘’The ashes from my house sold very Clever man that he was, Bhar Bitna well and now I own half a kingdom, refused. “I am carrying jewels in this besides two sacks full of jewels.’’ sack,” he said, pointing to the sack full ‘’Really? Just the ashes from your of ashes. “If you sit in the cart the jewels house?’’ will turn to ashes.” ‘’Yes! Mahajan ji, just the ashes,’’ “That’s funny,” said the surprised Bhar Bitna reassured him. king. “How can jewels turn to ashes by ‘’Then, come and help me burn my my sitting in the cart? Ok! If they turn to house,’’ said the mahajan. ashes, I will give you two sacks full of ‘’Any time you want,’’ said Bhat jewels and half my kingdom.” Bitna. Tempted by the offer, Bhat Bitna So, Bhar Bitna and the mahajan lit two agreed. When the cart reached the torches and burnt down the mahajan’s palace, the king alighted and opened the house. mouth of the sack to see what was inside. Next morning Bhat Bitna went to ‘’See!’’ screamed Bhar Bitna, help the mahajan to collect and sell the pointing to the ash. ‘’I told you it would ashes. turn to ash. And look it has.’’ Then ‘’You are no good at selling,’’ the holding his head in his hands Bhat Bitna mahajan told Bhat Bitna after they had sat down on the ground, lamenting collected the ash and filled it in ten loudly. sacks. ‘’I will go and sell it myself.’’ ‘’Don’t cry my good man,’’ said the ‘’As you wish,’’ said Bhar Bitna, king. ‘’Just as I had promised you, I will smiling to himself. 24@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu The whole day long, the mahajan get the elephant?” he asked when he was walked around the market shouting, able to speak. ‘’Ash for sale, ash for sale.’’ But he “I am really angry with you,” said Bhar found no buyers. Bitna making a sullen face at the mahajan. Depressed and in tears he returned “You threw me into the shallow part of to his village. He had lost all his cattle the river. If you had thrown me in the and also his house. He was in a rage and deeper part, I would have got lots of wanted nothing more than to see Bhar elephants, tigers and other animals." Bitna dead. The mahajan was taken in by Bhar So, he sent for Bhat Bitna and had Bitna's words. He begged Bhar Bitna to him tied with a strong rope. He tied a tie him up and throw him into the deepest heavy rock to Bhar Bitna’s waist and part of the river. So, Bhar Bitna tied the mahajan with a thick piece of rope, tied a threw him into the river. big rock to his middle, put him on a boat, ‘’Good riddance,’’ he said as he saw rowed to the middle of the river and Bhar Bitna sinking in the water with the threw him in. That was the end of the weight of the rock. mahajan who had tried to fool Bhar Bitna Bhar Bitna was prepared for just because he was tiny. something like this and was carrying a sharp knife. He quickly cut the rope and swam under water to the opposite shore. While lying down on the shore trying to catch his breath, Bhar Bitna saw a man bathing an elephant. When the man saw Bhar Bitna he asked, “Can you take care of my elephant while I go to the village to get some food for him?” “Sure,” said Bhar Bitna, his brain working really fast. As soon as the man left for the village, Bhar Bitna climbed onto the elephant’s back and rode him to his own village. Block V 3, First Floor, Eros Garden The mahajan was shocked to see Surajkund Road, Faridabad- 121009 Bhar Bitna still alive. “Where did you (Haryana) Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/25 Winter Marooj ul Muntana Winter’s dawn and firesides are lit merrily cracking in warm tides the ambience consumes all frolicking yellow light as the aroma is filled with visions of dreams Of embers that refuse to die…. and the gray ashes that shadow God’s sky I sit motionless by the fire… Listening keenly to all sounds as my eyes scour the hued sky for any signs of weightless cottony flakes of snow… That may silently dab the ground in a wordless voice and give some warmth to my frozen blood My dull eyes await the last snowfall to greet the wraith of the wintry chill …my age old friend And my wan sight awaits the last snowfall as my last breath flies away. C-92, Badshah Nagar Natipora, Srinagar (J & K) 26@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu nks cky dfork,a Mk- jksfgrk’o vLFkkuk cU/ku dk nq[k xkSjS;k vkaxu vkrh Fkh xkSjS;k nkuk [kkrh Fkh xkSjS;k xkuk xkrh Fkh xkSjS;k pwgs jktk] pqfg;k jkuh lcdks Hkkrh Fkh xkSjS;k ds lax pys Vgyus isM+ksa dh dVku gS tkjh igu vks<+dj cf<+;k diM+s gqbZ ?kkslyksa dh ykpkjh vkSj tM+kÅ xgus eksckby Vkoj gS ?kkrd gqvk va/ksjk] fctyh xk;c xkSjS;k thou ls gkjh nsrk dqN u fn[kkbZ yqIr gks jgh gS xkSjS;k brus esa iwM+h&idokuksa dgka [kks jgh gS xkSjS;k\ dh lqxU/k fQj vkbZ ge cPpksa dh fe= fujkyh nksuksa gh [kkus dh /kqu esa dgka lks jgh gS xkSjS;k\ c<+rs vkxs&vkxs og gS vkaxu dh [kq’kgkyh igqap x, pwgs nkuh esa pw +pw +pha +pha] pwa +pw-+ okyh cudj cM+s vHkkxs ge cPps mlds Lokxr esa xje dpkSM+h rks [kkbZ ukpsa ctk&ctkdj rkyh ij gqvk cUn njoktk pwgs nkuh esa jkuh lax xkSjS;k vkaxu dh jkuh cUnh pwgs jktk dgrh gels nknh&ukuh dgka [kks x;h gS xkSjS;k lksp jgs Fks [kkus ds lksp&lksp gksrh gSjkuh ykyp esa vxj u vkrs rks D;ksa cUnh gksrs nksuksa xkSjS;k dks pyks cpk,a cU/ku dk nq[k ikrs\ [kkst&[kkst dj mldks yk,a ge lc fey drZO; fuHkk,a fudV ckou pqaxh pkSjkgk mls cpk,a&mls cpk,aA gjnksbZ&241001 ¿m-+iz-À Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/27 dgkuh ysVj ckWDl dh ris’k HkkSfed D;k vki tkurs gSa fd bl nqfu;k dk gka] yxHkx 1500 bZ- dh ckr gS tc igyk ysVj ckDl iSjksa esa igus tkus okyk iqrZxkyh ukfod ckFkZyksE;w Mk;kl vU; dbZ ,d tksM+s twrs dk ,d twrk FkkA ukfodksa ds lkFk leqnz ;k=k ij fudys FksA 28@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu rc nqHkkZX;o’k lkeqfnzd vka/kh ds dkj.k vanj mls ,d i= feykA ukfod us ml mudk tgkt+ Mwc x;k FkkA lkFk gh mudh i= dks tc i<+k] rc o”kksZa igys gqbZ vka/kh Hkh ekSr gks xbZ FkhA vc lkSHkkX;o’k ml dh okjnkr dks tkuk ,oa vius ns’k vkSj vfHk;ku ny dk ,d nwljk tgkt vka/kh iM+kslh ns’kksa esa ml lekpkj dks ukfodksa ds dh pisV esa leqnz rV ij vkdj vVd x;k }kjk igqapk;kA FkkA vka/kh ds #d tkus ij ml tgkt ds vc ckr ,slh gqbZ fd ml twrs dks dIrku us lkspk fd fQj ls ;k=k ‘kq: dj /;ku esa j[kdj i= isfV;ka cukdj isM+ksa nh tk,A lkFk gh mUgksaus ;g Hkh lkspk fd vkSj [kaHkksa esa yVdk, tkus yxs] ftlesa lkeqfnzd vka/kh vkSj gknls ds nkSjku tks yksx i= fy[kdj Mkyk djrs ,oa Bhd dqN Hkh gqvk mu lkjh ckrksa dks ,d dkxt le; ij Mkfd;k mUgsa ysdj ikus okyksa esa fy[kdj fdlh ,slh txg ij j[k NksM+sa rd igqapkus dh O;oLFkk djrkA bl izdkj fd o”kksZa lqjf{kr jgsa rFkk vxj dksbZ ml ns’k&fons’kksa esa i=&isfV;ksa dk izpyu ‘kq: rV ij dHkh vk tk, rks mls og fn[ksA gks x;kA cl D;k Fkk] mlus Mk;kl dh ekSr ds ckjs esa rFkk vU; lkjh ?kVukvksa dks ,d i= ds :i esa fy[kdj ,d twrs ds vanj j[kdj mls ,d isM+ ds rus ds lkFk dhy Bksddj yVdk fn;k rkfd dksbZ m/kj vk fudys rks mldh n`f”V ml yVdrs twrs ij t:j iM+sA dbZ o”kksZa ckn ,d tgkt HkVdk gqvk m/kj vk fudyk rks ukfod us yaxM+ Mkydj foJke ysus dh ckr lksphA ml tgkt ds dIrku us tc leqnz rV ij ?kwers gq, b/kj&m/kj utj nkSM+kbZ rks isM+ ds rus ls yVdrk gqvk og twrk fn[k x;kA dIrku vkuanyksd ekWMy Ldwy] iksLV xqfM+;kgkVh us tc twrs dk eqvk;uk fd;k rc mlds dwpfcgkj&736101 ¿i- caxkyÀ Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/29 ukuks Mk- Jhçlkn ukuks esjs lkeus [kM+h gSA cM+h&cM+h vka[ksa xys esa :eky gSA dkys&dkys cky gSa gSaA vka[kksa esa dkty yxk;s gq, gSA blls vkSj iSjksa esa twrs gSaA vka[ksa vkSj cM+h yx jgh gSaA ^rqe cgqr vPNh yx jgh gksA yx jgk ;g rks cl ijh gh gS tks esjs lkeus gSA gS tSls esjs lkeus dksbZ frryh gSA* jaxfcjaxk yky] ihyk vkSj gjk Ýkd igus gSA rhuksa jax cM+s pVd gSa] blfy, cgqr ukuks tksj ls gal iM+h & ^g g g] eSa rks laqnj yx jgs gSaA ;gka dbZ fnuksa ls [kM+h gwa] blh f[kM+dh 30@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu ijA ysfdu esjh iz’kalk fdlh us ugha dhA tc rd og xhr xkrh vkSj panzek dks esjh vksj fdlh us ns[kk Hkh rks ,d lsfdaM ns[krh rc rd mldk cPpk [ksyrk jgrkA ckn gh eqag ?kqekdj pyk x;kA rqeus rks ukuks us ;g Hkh crk;k & ^esjh cgu esjh bruh ç’kalk dj Mkyh] ij vkSjksa us rks vkdk’k dks ns[kdj cM+h [kq’k jgrh FkhA tSls ns[kuk Hkh ilan ugha fd;kA dHkh isM+ ds uhps fnu esa yksx pk; ihrs Fks ^rqe Bhd dg jgh gks* eSaus dgkA ^;s ;k vady&fpIl [kkrs Fks rks ikWyhFkhu vkSj nqfu;k gSA nqfu;k esa lc rjg ds yksx gSaA pk; dk di ogha gjh ?kkl ij NksM+ nsrs ,d os yksx gSa tks Qwyksa vkSj frrfy;ksa dks FksA esjh cgu ikWyhFkhu vkSj pk; ds di ns[krs gSa vkSj eqX/k gksrs gSaA os ckx esa flQZ ogka ls mBkdj dwM+snku esa Qsadrh FkhA ;fn blhfy, tkrs gSaA os isM+ksa dh gfj;kyh Hkh isM+ dh ydfM+;ka VwVdj fxj tkrh Fkha rks ilan djrs gSa vkSj ?kaVksa isM+ksa dh Nk;k esa mudks chudj dwM+snku esa Mky nsrh FkhA cSBs jgrs gSaA vkSj ,d os yksx gSa tks isM+ksa og tehu dks lkQ&lqFkjk j[krh FkhA* dks mtkM+rs gSa] frrfy;ksa dks idM+dj muds ^;g rks cM+h vPNh ckr gS* eSaus dgkA ia[k uksap Mkyrs gSa vkSj frrfy;ksa dks ely ^ge viuk ?kj rks lkQ dj ysrs gSa] ij nsrs gSaA* ckgj dh xanxh lkQ ugha djrs* eSa cksykA ^vjs] ,slh gh ckr rks esjh cM+h cgu us ^lQkbZ lHkh txg gksuh pkfg,A ge lkQ Hkh eq>s crkbZ FkhA mlus dgk Fkk fd ,d diM+s igurs gSa] ugkdj ‘kjhj dks lkQ L=h jkst ‘kke dks vius cPps dks ysdj djrs gSa rks ckgj Hkh lQkbZ djuh pkfg,A* vkrh FkhA isM+ ds uhps cuh csap ij cSB ^;g rks rqeus cM+h vPNh ckr crkbZ* tkrh Fkh] xhr xkrh Fkh vkSj vkdk’k dks ukuks cksyhA ^eq>s lQkbZ] isM+ ikS/ks] Qwy ns[krh FkhA og pkan dk xhr xkrh Fkh & iRrh] frrfy;ka vkSj fpfM+;ka cM+h vPNh pkan uhps vk tkA eSa rq>s viuh xksn esa yxrh gSaA* ysdj f[kykÅaxhA fQj dgrh Fkh&ugha vkrk ^rqe Bhd dg jgh gks ukuks* eSaus dgkA rks er vkA vkleku esa gh pedA eSa ;gka eSa jkst lcsjs mBdj >kMw ysdj vius ?kj uhps cSBdj gh rq>s ns[kwaxhA ds ckgj rks lkQ djrk gh gwa] lM+d dks Hkh Readers’ Club Bulletin December 2012/31 >kMw ls lkQ djrk gwaA ij esjs iM+kslh eSaus fQj crk;k & ^nqfu;k cgqr cM+h lQkbZ dks dHkh egRo ugha nsrsA muds ;gka gSA tgka rd cu lds fdlh ls ?k`.kk ugha pgkjnhokjh ls ckgj dwM+k fQdrk gh jgrk djuh pkfg,A lc vPNs gh gSaA fQj gks gSA u uxj fuxe dh vksj ls dksbZ lQkbZ ldrk gS Hkfo”; esa mUgha ds ?kj esa yksx djus vkrk gS vkSj u os lQkbZ djrs gSaA lQkbZ dks egRo nsus yxsaA muds ;gka NksVs irk ugha dSls os viuh xanxh ns[krs cPps cM+s gks jgs gSaA* jgrs gSaA* tc ijh dh rjg [kM+h ukuks eq>ls vkSj eSaus ukuks dks vkxs crk;k & ^esjk vkSj eSa mlls ckrsa dj jgk Fkk rHkh ikl ds isM+ muds ?kj dk QkVd vxy cxy gSA ij fpfM+;ksa dk ,d >qaM vk;kA dqN fpfM+;ka dHkh&dHkh tc eSa lQkbZ djrk jgrk gwa isM+ ij cSB dj pha pha pha pha djus yxha rks os vius QkVd ls fudy esjs QkVd vkSj dqN uhpsA os ‘kk;n dqN dg jgh Fkha ij [kM+s gks tkrs gSa tSls os lQkbZ djok ;k dqN xk jgha FkhaA os dksbZ xhr xk jgh jgs gSa vkSj eSa lQkbZ dj jgk gwaA eSa ;wuhoflVhZ Fkha vkSj dg jgh Fkha & ge lc nksLr gSaA esa çksQslj gwa vkSj os ,d NksVs ls nQ~~rj esa lk/kkj.k DydZA os ges’kk viuh ge lc feydj jgrs gSa] feydj mM+rs gSa jbZlh dh ckrsa djrs jgrs gSa ;k viuk vkSj feydj ukprs gSaA ukuks xhr dks lqudj xq.kxku djrs jgrs gSaA iM+kslh pkgs [kq’k gks jgh Fkh vkSj eSa Hkh xhr dks lqudj tSlk gks] vPNk gh gSA lHkh xq.kh ugha gksrs [kq’k gks jgk FkkA vkSj u lcds fopkj ,d ls gksrs gSaA fdruh vPNh gS ;g ukuks xqfM+;kA bls muds vkSj esjs fopkj Hkys gh u feysa] ukuh dqN gh fnu igys esjs tUefnu ij ij os eq>s cqjs ugha yxrsA iM+ksl ds ukrs os ykbZ FkhaA eSus bls f[kM+dh ij ltk fn;k esjs ?kj ij Hkh utj j[ks jgrs gSa vkSj ge gSA tc eSa bls ns[krk gwa rks yxrk gS og yksx vkil esa ckrsa Hkh dj ysrs gSaA muds cksy jgh gSA eSa vkSj ukuks tc rc ,slh gh O;fDrxr rkSj rjhdksa ls eq>s D;k ysuk ckrsa djrs jgrs gSaA nsukA eSa mUgsa cny ugha ldrk rks fojks/kh D;ksa cuwaA 32@fnlEcj 2012 ikBd eap cqysfVu iqLrd leh{kk Hkkjrh;ksa dh leqnzh ;k=k,a Hkhxk panzek bl iqLrd esa bZlk panzek ij ikuh iwoZ 600 ls 14oha dh iqf”V djrh ‘krkCnh ds Hkkjr gky dh fjiksVZ ds iwoZ&if’pe] crkrh gS fd mRrj&nf{k.k ds panzek ij mEehn leqnzh rV ij cls ls T;knk ikuh izns’kksa ls vyx& Hkjk gqvk gSA vyx le; esa oSKkfudksa dk loZçFke leqnzh dguk gS fd ;k=k djus okys Hkkjrh; varfj{k ;kf=;ksa dh lkgfld vkSj jksekapdkjh ;k=kvksa ;ku panz;ku&1 vkSj vU; midj.kksa ls dk o.kZu gSA çkIr fjeksV lsaflax MkVk ds v/;;u ds ckn panzek ij ftruk ikuh gksus dk vkdyu ysf[kdk us Hkkjrh;ksa dh leqnzh ;k=kvksa fd;k tk jgk gS mlls lkS xq.kk ikuh ogka dk o.kZu izkphu xzaFkksa] ,sfrgkfld izek.kksa dh pV~Vkuksa esa Hkjk gqvk gSA /kjrh dh vkSj bfrgkldkjksa dh fVIif.k;ksa ds lkFk lrg ij ftruk rktk ikuh gS mlls chl vR;ar ljy] lqcks/k vkSj jkspd Hkk”kk esa izfr’kr vf/kd ikuh pkan esa lek;k gqvk dgkfu;ksa ds :i esa fijks;k gSA iqLrd cPpksa gS] ,slk Hkh vuqeku gSA ds fy, csgn mi;ksxh] Kkuo/kZd vkSj euksjatd lkfcr gksxhA foKku&ys[kd Mk- dqynhi ‘kekZ us pkan ls tqM+s jkspd rF;ksa vkSj panz;ku }kjk cky lkfgR; dh tkuh&ekuh ysf[kdk panzek ij ikuh dh [kkst ds fooj.k dks u, jkuh HkVukxj dh vusd dgkfu;ka fofHkUu i=&if=dkvksa esa izdkf’kr gqbZ gSaA bUgksaus vankt vkSj vR;ar gh jkspd ‘kSyh esa bl :lh Hkk”kk dh dbZ dgkfu;ksa dk fganh esa iqLrd esa izLrqr fd;k gS ftls cPps vkSj cM+s ckj&ckj i<+uk pkgsaxsA vuqokn Hkh fd;k gSA Hkkjrh;ksa dh leqnzh ;k=k,a Hkhxk panzek jkuh HkVukxj dqynhi ‘kekZ çdk’ku foHkkx] lwpuk vkSj çlkj.k çdk’ku foHkkx] lwpuk vkSj çlkj.k ea=ky;] Hkkjr ljdkj ea=ky;] Hkkjr ljdkj Readers’ Club Bulletin# 40@& # 135@& December 2012/33