WO MAJDOOR

I am in the construction industry. This is the place where you can find the real face of Life and the truth about the so called Government’s claim of alleviation of Poverty level in India. The life of the labour is not an easy one. Every day dig the well to drink the water. Accidents and deaths are their allies, unavoidable part of their life. Death even doesn’t stop their work, they gather for a while, do not have even right to mourn at the death of their allies or family more than few hours and then get back to their work…..Their children having emptiness in their eyes and life without a definite future.

But still I find them the most happy person. They celebrate their life each day, bringing tea in small polythene bag and sipping the cup of tea in group is a feast for them. They laugh, they chat, they crack jokes, they really enjoy the smallest thing of our life as the biggest joy of their life. We forget to celebrate the festivals in the hustle and bustle of our professional life and they… they live the each moment celebrating it…..

I really salute their spirit to live life fullest even in adversity and penury. My this poem takes a plunge in their never die spirit:

WO- MAJDOOR

मैंने देखा उन्हें
लड़ते जूझते
कठिनाईयों से ...

जीवन की विपरीत
परिस्थितियों में
मैंने देखा उन्हें
मुस्कुराते हुए


सर पर बोझ
पैरों में दास्तां की जंज़ीरें
फिर भी देखा
मैंने उन्हें
हंस हंस के गीत गाते हुए


अपना घोसला नहीं
फिर भी बड़े प्यार से
 दूसरों का आशियाना बनाते

खुले आसमा के नीचे
मैंने देखा उन्हें
हसीन ख्वाब सजाते हुए

घुट घुट के जीते
गम में भी हसते
मैंने देखा उन्हें
हर एक को जीने का
हुनर सीखते हुए
मैंने देखा उन्हें
हमेशा मुस्कुराते हुए



Can’t we celebrate each moment of our life… enjoying all the ups and down without losing hope and heart……..I think we can, if we all try…..