प्रश्नों के आईने में... -सरस्वती प्रसाद
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| lekhika | sarasvati prasad |
| janm | 28 agast, 1932 |
| janmasthan | ara, bihar |
| mrityu | 19 sitambar, 2013 |
| shiksha: | snatak (itihas pratishtha) |
| pati: | shri ramachandr prasad |
- zindagi ke mele mean - 'apani khushi n ae the............' par a ge. ara shahar ki ek sankari si gali ke timanjile makan mean mera janm 28 agast ko hua tha. samay ke chak par nirman kary chalata raha. kisi ne bulaya 'taru' (kyoanki mata-pita ki ikalauti santan hone ke nate maian unaki aankhoan ka tara thi). skool (pathashala) mean namaankan hua 'sarasvati' aur meri pahachan - saroo, taru mean huee. prashnoan ke aine mean khud ko dekhooan aur jaanchooan to spashtatah mujhe yahi kahana hoga -
mere man ke karib meri sabase achchhi dost meri maan thi. khel-khilaune, sathi to the hi, par maian 'use' nahian bhool saki, jisane sabase pahale mere man ko raushan kiya - vah tha, mere kamare ka golakar roshanadan. sooraj ki pahali kiranean usi se hokar mere kamare ke pharsh par phailati thian. kiranoan ki dhar mean apana hath dalakar tairate kanoan ko muththi mean bharana mera priy khel tha. yah khel mere abodh man ke andar ek alaukik jadoo jagata tha.
meri aankhean bahut savere p dos mean rahane vali nani ki 'parati' se khilati thi. nani ka kramavar bhajan mere andar anokhe sukh ka sanchar karata tha. muanh aandhere galiyoan mean phera lagane vale fakir ki sumadhur avaz ikatare par - ' kank d chun-chun mahal banaya
log kahe ghar mera hai ji pyari duniya
na ghar mera na ghar tera, chidiya rain basera ji
pyari duniya ......' . mere bal-man mean kisi ajnat chiantan ka bijaropan karati gee. fakir ki jaduee avaz ke pichhe - pichhe mera man door tak nikal jata tha. mere kuchh prashnoan par mere maan, babooji ganbhir ho jate the. mera bachapan shayad vah chhoti chidiya ban jata tha, jo apani kshamata se anabhijn nabh ke achhor vistar ko map lena chahati thi. mujhe lagata tha sooraj ka rath meri chhat par sabase pahale utarata hai. chaand apani chaandani ki barish mere aangan mean karata hai. tabhi maian apane sathiyoan ke sath 'aandheriya-aanjoriya'ka khel khelate hue muththi mean chaandani bhar-bhar kar phr aauk ki jeb mean dalati thi aur khel khatm hone par us chaandani ko nikalakar maan ke gadde ke niche chhupa deti thi....
maianne padhana shuroo kiya to bahut jaldi hi pustakoan ne mujhe apane prabal akarshan mean mujhe baandha. is prakar ki dekhate-hi-dekhate meri chhoti si alamari skooli kitaboan ke alava aur kitaboan se bhar gee. 'balak, chandamama, sarasvati,' adi patrikaoan ke alava maian maan ke pooja ghar se 'sukh-sagar, prem-sagar, ramayan ka chhota sanskaran' lekar ekaant mean baithakar padhati thi. rajeandr baboo ki atmakatha (moti pustak) maianne bachapan mean hi padhi thi. alamari kholakar pustakean dekhana, unhean karine se lagana, un par hath pherana mujhe atyant sukh pahuanchata tha. shayad yahi vajah rahi hogi ya mere ghar ka ekakipan ki mere man ko koee talash thi. kalpana ke tane-bane mean koee udveg bharata tha, chhote se man ki chhoti si duniya mean koee anajani udasi chakkar katati thi. man ke kone mean rangin titali palane vali taru ko kisaki khoj thi?- shayad rishtoan ki. aur isi khoj ne meri kalpana ko pankh die, jo maian dekhati thi usase pare jakar bhi sochati thi.
maian jis muhalle mean rahati thi vahaan har jati aur tabake ke log the. b de-chhote ka bhedabhav kya tha, kitana tha - isase pare chacha, bhaiya, kaka ka hi sanbodhan maian janati thi. kee mauke meri aankhoan ke age ae - ramabaran, ramajatan kaka ko gidagidate dekha -'malik, sood ke 500 to maf kar den, janam-janam jootoan ki tabedari karooanga'... bich mean tapak kar taru bol uthati - 'chho d dijiye babooji, kaka ki bat mat talean' aur taru ka agrah khali nahian jata.
kuchh kar gujarane ki khushi ko mahasoos karati taru ko lagata koee kah raha hai, 'taru - too ghanti ki mithi dhun hai, dhoop ki sugandh, pooja ka phool, mandir ki moorat... mere ghar ana teri rah dekhooanga...' kaun kahata tha yah sab? ramabaran kaka, ramajatan kaka, bilas bhaiya, ya ramanagina...
apani hi avaz se vismay - vimugdh ho jati thi taru. khali-khali kamaroan mean maan maan pukarana aur khud se saval karana, sath-sath kaun bolata hai? jijnasu man ne jan liya yah pratidhvani hai. chhoti taru ke muanh se pratidhvani shabd sunakar usake mastar ji avak rah ge the aur mathe par hath rakha tha 'too nam karegi'. par kisane dekha ya jana tha siva taru ke ki khali-khali kamaroan se uthata soch ka sailab use n jane kahaan-kahaan baha le jata hai. phir vah yani maian - apane ekaant mean ramana aur batean karana sikh gee, shayad isi ka asar tha ki umr ke 25 ve mo d par akar meri kalam ne likha -
[[chitr:Sumitranandan-pant-saraswati-prasad.jpg|thumb|sumitranandan pant ke sath sarasvati prasad]]
"shoony mean bhi kaun mujhase bolata hai,
maian tumhara hooan, tumhara hooan
kisaki aankhean mujhako pratipal jhaankati haian
jaise ki chirakal se pahachanati haian
kaun jhankrit karake man ke tar mujhase bolata hai
maian tumhara hooan, tumhara hooan..."
dharati se ju de git-sangit ki duniya mere charoan or thi, isalie mujhe git-sangit se gahara lagav tha, usake prati prabal akarshan tha.
chidiyoan ka kalarav, ghar buharati maan ke jhadoo ki khur-khur, ramabaran kaka ke ghar se ati gayoan ke gale ki ghantiyoan ki toonan -toonan, kaki ke dheanki chalane ki avaz, nani ki parati, gayoan ka rambhana, chara katane ki khatar -khut-khat, bansava de se ati hava ki sayan-sani (sitiyoan jaisi)... sangit hi sangit tha mere charoan or. vakil chacha ke ghar se gramophon par ke.si.de aur sahagal ki avaz barabar ati. sahagal ka yah git aj bhi yad ata hai to apani soch par hansi a jati hai, 'karejava mean hay ram lag gee chot', sunakar mujhe duahkh hota tha ki kisane ise is prakar zor se mara ki barabar gata hai lag gee chot ! yah bat to bachapan ki thi, par barasoan bad jana ki chot jo dil par lagati hai, vah jati nahian. dinakar ji ke shabdoan mean "atma mean laga ghav jaldi nahian sookhata".
inhian bhavanaoan mean lipati maian ghar grihasthi ke sath 1961 mean k aaulej ki chhatra bani. hindi pratishtha ki chhatra hone ke bad kavivar pant ki rachanaean mera priy vishay banian. 62 mean sathiyoan ne grishmavakash ke pahale sabako taitil diya. k aauman room mean pahuanchi to sabane samavet svar mean kaha ' lo, pant ki beti a gee'... ab na meri maan thi aur na babooji. sathiyoan ne mujhe pant ki beti banakar meri bhavanaoan ko pita ke samip pahuancha diya. us din k aaulej se ghar jate hue u date pattoan ko dekhakar hothoan par ye panktiyaan aee,"kabhi u date pattoan ke sang, mujhe milate mere sukumar"
"utha tab laharoan se kar maun
nimantran deta mujhako kaun"...
agale hi din maianne pant ji ko patr likha, patrottar itani jaldi milega- isaki ummid nahian thi. kalpana aise sakar hogi, ye to socha bhi nahian tha... 'beti' sanbodhan ke sath unaka sneh bhara shabd mujhe jaise sapanoan ki duniya mean le gaya. ab maian kuchh likhati to unako bhejati thi, ve meri prerana ban ge. ve kabhi almoda bhi jate to vahaan se mujhe likhate... hamara patr-vyavahar chalata raha. pita ke pyar par us din mujhe garv hua, jis din pres se ane par 'lokayatan' ki pahali prati mere pas bheji, jis par likha tha 'beti sarasvati ko pyar ke sath'
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M.A mean namaankan ke bad hi mere sath bahut b di durghatana ho gee, achanak hi ham bhanvar mean doob ge - isake bad hi ham ilahabad ge the. pita pant jab samane ae to mujhe yahi laga, jaise ham kisi svarg se utare devadoot ko dekh rahe haian. unaka hamean ashvasit karana, ek-ek mridu vyavahar ghar ae kuchh sahityakaroan se mujhe parichit karavana, meri beti ko rashmi nam dena, aur bachchoan ke nam suandar panktiyaan likhana aur mere nam ek poori kavita...
jisake niche likha hai 'beti sarasvati ke prayag agaman par' yah sabakuchh mere lie amooly dharohar hai. unhoanne mujhe kavy-sangrah nikalane ki salah bhi di, bhoomika ve svayan likhate, par yah nahian ho paya.
aant mean apane bachchoan ke die utsah aur lagan ke phalasvaroop, unake hi sahayog se mera pahala kavy-sangrah "nadi pukare sagar" prakashit hua. us sangrah ka namakaran mere param adaraniye guru bhootapoorv adhyaksh evan prophesar d aau poorneandu ne kiya... bhoomika ki jagah unhoanne likha "in rachanaoan ke bich se gujarate hue..." maian hamesha abhari rahooangi-
" kaun se kshan the ve
jo apani asmita lie
samast apadhapi ko pare hata
anayas hi aankit hote ge
maian to keval madhyam bani............!
tika tippani aur sandarbh
sanbandhit lekh
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