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Human'/><category term='apple'/><category term='mac'/><category term='meaning'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>CICATRIX MANET</title><subtitle type='html'>per aspera ad astra!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-1760178705705289378</id><published>2010-03-14T01:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:54:45.868+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hi posting from writer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_RfVS3nBHLTs/S5v0e3tl2gI/AAAAAAAAExM/mEWG4x_SerI/s1600-h/IMG_6776%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6776" border="0" alt="IMG_6776" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RfVS3nBHLTs/S5v0gaLZhmI/AAAAAAAAExQ/_9Cf4-YL5A0/IMG_6776_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:84E294D0-71C9-4bd0-A0FE-95764E0368D9:b5377bdf-c69d-40f8-9978-12da3468e617" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bing.com/maps/default.aspx?v=2&amp;amp;cp=29.38~79.45&amp;amp;lvl=7&amp;amp;style=r&amp;amp;mkt=en-us&amp;amp;FORM=LLWR" id="map-9a47a262-4946-44fc-b267-f2bfb994836f" alt="View map" title="View map"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_RfVS3nBHLTs/S5v0iojX-6I/AAAAAAAAExU/AKWO4roGsuQ/map-189749449207.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="240" alt="Map picture"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-1760178705705289378?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/1760178705705289378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-posting-from-writer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/1760178705705289378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/1760178705705289378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-posting-from-writer.html' title='hi posting from writer'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_RfVS3nBHLTs/S5v0gaLZhmI/AAAAAAAAExQ/_9Cf4-YL5A0/s72-c/IMG_6776_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-4908308514415998592</id><published>2010-02-06T17:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:55:53.475+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why did the chicken cross the road?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;KINDERGARTEN TEACHER:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;To get to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLATO:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;For the greater good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARISTOTLE:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It is the nature of chickens to cross roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KARL MARX:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a historical inevitability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIMOTHY LEARY:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because that's the only trip the establishment would let it take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SADDAM HUSSEIN:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RONALD REAGAN:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAPTAIN JAMES T. KIRK:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIPPOCRATES:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because of an excess of phlegm in its pancreas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDERSEN CONSULTING:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Deregulation of the chicken's side of the road was threatening its dominant market position. The chicken was faced with significant challenges to create and develop the competencies required for the newly competitive market. Andersen Consulting ,in a partnering relationship with the client, helped the chicken by rethinking its physical distribution strategy and implementation processes. Using the Poultry Integration Model (PIM), Andersen helped the chicken use its skills, methodologies, knowledge, capital and experiences to align the chicken's people, processes and technology in support of its overall strategy within a Program Management framework. Andersen Consulting convened a diverse cross-spectrum of road analysts and best chickens along with Anderson consultants with deep skills in the transportation industry to engage in a two-day itinerary of meetings in order to leverage their personal knowledge capital, both tacit and explicit, and to enable them to synergize with each other in order to achieve the implicit goals of delivering and successfully architecting and implementing an enterprise-wide value framework across the continuum of poultry cross-median processes. The meeting was held in a park-like setting enabling and creating an impactful environment which was strategically based, industry-focused, and built upon a consistent, clear, and unified market message and aligned with the chicken's mission, vision, and core values. This was conducive towards the creation of a total business integration solution. Andersen Consulting helped the chicken change to become more successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOUIS FARRAKHAN:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The road, you see, represents the black man. The chicken `crossed' the black man in order to trample him and keep him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOSES:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;And God came down from the Heavens, and He said unto the chicken, ``Thou shalt cross the road.'' And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOX MULDER:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross the road before you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RICHARD M. NIXON:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MACHIAVELLI:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The end of crossing the road justifies whatever motive there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JERRY SEINFELD:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn't anyone ever think to ask, What the heck was this chicken doing walking around all over the place, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREUD:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BILL GATES:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our soon-to-be-released Chicken '98 will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLIVER STONE:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The question is not, ``Why did the chicken cross the road?'' Rather, it is, ``Who was crossing the road at the sametime, whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DARWIN:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EINSTEIN:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road moved beneath the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUDDHA:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Asking this question denies your own chicken nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RALPH WALDO EMERSON:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The chicken did not cross the road... it transcended it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ERNEST HEMINGWAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;To die. In the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHAEL SCHUMACHER:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was an instinctive maneuver, the chicken obviously didn't see the road until he had already started to cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COLONEL SANDERS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;(Famed for Kentucky Fried Chicken)&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I missed one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHYSICIST:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because the chicken's momentum had a positive component towards the other side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUANTUM PHYSICIST:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because you measured its momentum too precisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATHEMATICIAN:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because of the intermediate values theorem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALGEBRAIC GEOMETRIST:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, consider a faithfully flat etale coherent sheaf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C PROGRAMMER:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;code&gt;cross_road()&lt;/code&gt;&amp;nbsp;was called from&amp;nbsp;&lt;code&gt;get_other_side()&lt;/code&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C++ PROGRAMMER:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;code&gt;chicken-&amp;gt;CrossRoad()&lt;/code&gt;&amp;nbsp;was called from&amp;nbsp;&lt;code&gt;chicken-&amp;gt;GetOtherSide()&lt;/code&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RMS:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The licenses for most roads are designed to take away your chicken's freedom to cross it. By contrast, the GALLUS Road Public Licence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GARY LARSON:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;``THE OTHER SIDE - Why do you need a reason?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENS STUDENT:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Contretest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMAR KHAYYÁM:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent my Chicken across the Road,&lt;br /&gt;Some Letter of that Other-side to download:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And by and by my Chicken return'd to me,&lt;br /&gt;And answer'd ``I Myself am Princess and Toad:''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARKETING DIVISION OF MICROSOFT CORPORATION:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Where does your chicken want to go today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARVIN:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;The other side is just as dull as this one. Don't talk to me about chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARTHUR DENT:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Why did the chicken cross the road? 42? No, that doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOETHE:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Es irrt das Huhn, solang es die Straße übergeht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARI SELDON:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's part of the Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAMLET:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cross, or not to cross, that is the question: -&lt;br /&gt;Whether 'tis nobler in the mind, to suffer&lt;br /&gt;The slings and arrows of outrageous side;&lt;br /&gt;Or to take arms against a road of troubles,&lt;br /&gt;And by crossing end them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERMODYNAMIST:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because the pressure of chickens was greater on this side of the road, and the chicken's crossing made the entropy greater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-4908308514415998592?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/4908308514415998592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-did-chicken-cross-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4908308514415998592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4908308514415998592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-did-chicken-cross-road.html' title='Why did the chicken cross the road?'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-5484526744112584443</id><published>2010-02-06T17:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:54:43.114+05:30</updated><title type='text'>light a bulb</title><content type='html'>Q: How many Californians does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Six.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="__gqs-tidbit __gqs-tidbit-0" style="background-color: #ffffdd; color: black; display: inline !important; text-decoration: inherit;"&gt;One to turn the bulb, one for support, and four to relate to the experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Oregonians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Five. One to change the bulb and four more to chase off the Californians who have come up to relate to the experience.&lt;br /&gt;A': Nine. One to change the bulb, and eight to protest the nuclear power plant that generates the electricity that powers it.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many New Yorkers does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None 'o yo' fuckin' business!&lt;br /&gt;A': 50. 50? Yeah 50; its in the contract.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many WASPs does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to call the electrician and one to mix the martinis.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Psychiatrists does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only one, but the bulb has got to really WANT to change.&lt;br /&gt;A': None; the bulb will change itself when it is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="__gqs-tidbit __gqs-tidbit-1" style="background-color: #ffffdd; color: black; display: inline !important; text-decoration: inherit;"&gt;Q: How many software people does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: None. That's a hardware problem.&lt;br /&gt;A': One, but if he changes it, the whole building will probably fall down.&lt;br /&gt;A'': Two. One always leaves in the middle of the project.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many hardware folks does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. That's a software problem.&lt;br /&gt;A': None. They just have marketing portray the dead bulb as a feature.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many FSE's does it take to replace a dead light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Who can tell. FSE's are always in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;A': 2. One to hold the bulb and one to pound it in (etc)&lt;br /&gt;Note: FSE's are ``Field Service Engineers.''&lt;br /&gt;Q': How long will it take?&lt;br /&gt;A': That's indeterminate. It depends on how many dead bulbs they've brought with them.&lt;br /&gt;Q'': What if you have&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;dead bulbs?&lt;br /&gt;A'': They replace your fuse box.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Unix hacks does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: As many as you want; they're all virtual, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many APL hackers does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. There's a primitive for that.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Bell Labs Vice Presidents does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: That's proprietary information. Answer available from AT&amp;amp;T on payment of license fee (binary only).&lt;br /&gt;A': Nearly unanswerable, since the one who tries to change it usually drops it, and the others call for a planning session.&lt;br /&gt;A'': Three. One to get the bulb and two to get the phone number of one of their subordinates to actually change it.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many graduate students does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only one, but it may take upwards of five years for him to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many `Real Men' does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None: `Real Men' aren't afraid of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;A': None of your damn business!&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many `Real Women' does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None: A `Real Woman' would have plenty of real men around to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Jewish mothers does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. (``That's all right...I'll just sit here in the dark...'')&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many mice does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only two, but the hard part is getting them into the light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Polacks does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Just one, but you need 6000 Russian troops in case he goes on strike!&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many WASPs does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Silly, WASPs don't screw in a light bulb, they screw in a hot tub.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Marxists does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None: The light bulb contains the seeds of its own revolution.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many (Generals/Politicians) does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 1,000,001: One to change the bulb and 1,000,000 to rebuild civilization to the point where they need light bulbs again.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Russian leaders does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nobody knows. Russian leaders don't last as long as light bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many nuclear engineers does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Seven. One to install the new bulb and six to figure out what to do with the old one for the next 10,000 years.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many pre-med students does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Five: One to change the bulb and four to pull the ladder out from under him.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Christians does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three, but they're really only one.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Christian Scientists does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None, but it takes at least one to sit and pray for the old one to go back on.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Roman Catholics does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to do the screwing, and one to hear the confession.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many jugglers does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: One, but it takes at least three light bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Feminists does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: That's not funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;Q': How many 'Cliffie girls does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A': It's ``Radcliffe Women'' and it's not funny!&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many supply-siders does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. The darkness will cause the light bulb to change by itself.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many economists does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to assume the ladder and one to change the bulb.&lt;br /&gt;A': None. If the government would just leave it alone, it would screw itself in.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Valley Girls does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Oooh, like, manual labor? Gag me with a spoon! For sure.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many data base people does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One to write the light bulb removal program,one to write the light bulb insertion program, and&lt;br /&gt;one to act as a light bulb administrator to make sure nobody else tries to change the light bulb at the same time.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Q: How many straight San Franciscans does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Zen masters does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: A tree in a golden forest.&lt;br /&gt;A': Two: one to change the bulb and one not to change it.&lt;br /&gt;A'': One to change and one not to change is fake Zen. The true Zen answer is Four. One to change the bulb.&lt;br /&gt;A''':None. Zen masters carry their own light.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Carl Sagans does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Billions and billions.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many folk singers does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to change the bulb, and one to write a song about how good the old light bulb was.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many surrealists does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two, one to hold the giraffe, and the other to fill the bathtub with brightly colored machine tools.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many gorillas does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only one, but it sure takes a shitload of light bulbs!&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many doctors does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three. One to find a bulb specialist, one to find a bulb installation specialist, and one to bill it all to Medicare.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the difference between a pregnant woman and a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: You can unscrew a light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many [IBM] Technical Writers does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 100. Ten to do it, and 90 to write document number GC7500439-0001, Multitasking Incandescent Source System Facility, of which 10% of the pages state only, ``This page intentionally left blank,'' and 20% of the definitions are of the form ``A &amp;lt;...&amp;gt; consists of sequences of non-blank characters separated by blanks.''&lt;br /&gt;A': Just one, provided there's an engineer around to explain how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Bratzlaver Chassidim does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. They will never find one that burned as brightly as the first one.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many gays does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to screw it in and the other to say ``Fabulous.''&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many professors does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only one, but they get three tech. reports out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many people from New Jersey does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three. One to change the light bulb, one to be a witness, and the third to shoot the witness.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many &lt;ethnics&gt; does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;/ethnics&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: 10. One to hold the bulb and nine to rotate the ladder.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many strong &lt;ethnics&gt; does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;/ethnics&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: 115. One to hold the bulb and 114 to rotate the house.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many &lt;ethnic&gt; gods does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;/ethnic&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to hold the bulb and the other to rotate the planet.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many people does it take to throw away a one WATT bulb??&lt;br /&gt;A: Five. A Black, a Jew, two women, and a cripple...&lt;br /&gt;Notes: topical to the resignation of Interior secretary James Watt in 1983&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many cops does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. It turned itself in.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many lawyers does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: How many can you afford?&lt;br /&gt;A': It only takes one to change your bulb...to his.&lt;br /&gt;A'': Lawyers don't change bulbs. Now if you're looking for someone to really screw a bulb...&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many football players does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: The entire team! And they all get a semester's credit for it!&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Lesbians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three. One to screw it in and two to talk about how much better it is than with a man.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many thought police does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. There never&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;any light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Notes: Probably the only really good light bulb joke of 1984.&lt;br /&gt;Q: how many cabbage patch dolls does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: the question is irrelevant since you couldn't find the dolls even if you knew how many.&lt;br /&gt;Notes: Topical to 1983 and the difficulty of obtaining cabbage patch dolls&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Federal employees does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Sorry, that item has been cut from the budget!&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many psychics does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: ---- You should have hit ``n!''&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many ``pro-lifers'' does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 6: 2 to screw in the bulb and 4 to testify that it was lit from the moment they began screwing.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many sorority sisters does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 51. One to change the bulb, and fifty to sing about the bulb being changed.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many frat guys does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three: One to screw it in, and the other two to help him down off the keg.&lt;br /&gt;A': Five: One to hold the bulb, and four to guzzle beer until the room spins.&lt;br /&gt;A'': None. Frat boys screw in puddles of vomit.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Harvard grads does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Just one. He grabs the bulb and waits for the world to revolve around him.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many bureaucrats does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to assure the everything possible is being done while the other screws the bulb into the water faucet.&lt;br /&gt;A': 45. One to change the bulb, and 44 to do the paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many board meetings does it take to get a light bulb changed?&lt;br /&gt;A: This topic was resumed from last week's discussion, but is incomplete pending resolution of some action items. It will be continued next week. Meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many assholes does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None; assholes never see the light anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Necrophiliacs does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. Necrophiliacs prefer dead bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;A': Only one. ``Oh, excuse me, could you please test the socket with your finger while I go get a new bulb?''&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many brewers does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: About one third less than for a regular bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many WASP Princesses does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to get a Tab and one to call Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many accountants does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: What kind of answer did you have in mind?&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many dead babies does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: As many as it takes to make a pile big enough to climb on to reach the bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Notes: Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many junkies does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: ``Oh wow, is it like dark, man?''&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many consultants does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: I'll have an estimate for you a week from Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many U.S marines does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 50. One to screw in the light bulb and the remaining 49 to guard him .&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Romulans does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 151, one to screw the light-bulb in, and 150 to self-destruct the ship out of disgrace. (Warning: do not tell this to Romulans or be ready for a fight. They consider this joke to be a disgrace, though it is not bad for a LBJ.)&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many editors of Poor Richard's Almanac does it take to replace a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Many hands make light work.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Vulcans does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Approximately 1.00000000000000000000000&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many efficiency experts does it take to replace a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. Efficiency experts replace only dark bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Pygmies does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: At least three. (Notes: think height!)&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many actors does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only one. They don't like to share the spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Chinese Red Guards does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 10,000 - to give the bulb a cultural revolution.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many anarchists does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: All of them.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many TV comedians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two, one to screw it in, and another to say ``Sock it to Me.'' (Notes: Sock it = Socket. Also, the phrase was from&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Laugh In&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you know how many musicians it takes to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: No, big daddy, but hum a few bars and I'll fake it.&lt;br /&gt;A': Twenty. One to hold the bulb, two to turn the ladder, and seventeen in on the guest list.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many mystery writers does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two, one to screw it almost all the way in and the other to give it a surprising twist at the end.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many bikers does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: It takes two. One to change the bulb, and the other to kick the switch.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Taoists does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: You cannot change a light bulb. By its nature it will go out again.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many running-dog lackeys of the bourgeoisie does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to exploit the proletariat, and one to control the means of production!&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many referral agents does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two: One to screw you out of a fee, and the other to send you to a store where they ran out of bulbs weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many existentialists does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two: One to screw it in and one to observe how the light bulb itself symbolizes a single incandescent beacon of subjective reality in a netherworld of endless absurdity reaching out toward a maudlin cosmos of nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many dull people does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: one.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many big black monoliths does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Sorry, light bulbs are an evolutionary dead end.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many light bulbs does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: One, if it knows its own Goedel number.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many dadaists does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: To get to the other side.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many mathematicians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. It's left to the reader as an exercise.&lt;br /&gt;A': One. He gives it to six Californians, thereby reducing the problem to an earlier joke.&lt;br /&gt;A'': One. He gives it to five Oregonians, thereby reducing the problem to an earlier joke.&lt;br /&gt;A''': In an earlier article, zeus!bobr writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Q: How many mathematicians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: One. He gives it to six Californians, thereby reducing the problem to an earlier joke...&lt;br /&gt;In earlier work, Wiener [1] has shown that one mathematician can change a light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;If k mathematicians can change a light bulb, and if one more simply watches them do it, then k+1 mathematicians will have changed the light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, by induction, for all n in the positive integers, n mathematicians can change a light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Bibliography:&lt;br /&gt;[1] Wiener, Matthew P., &amp;lt;11485@ucbvax&amp;gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Re: YALBJ&lt;/i&gt;, 1986&lt;/blockquote&gt;Q: How many consultants does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: We don't know. They never get past the feasibility study.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Ukrainians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None, because people who glow in the dark don't need light bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;Note: Topical to the Chernobyl Reactor disaster of 1984.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many poets does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three. One to curse the darkness, one to light a candle... and one to change the bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many stock brokers does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two. One to take out the bulb and drop it, and the other to try and sell it before it crashes (knowing that it's already burned out).&lt;br /&gt;A': It's out??&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Sell my G.E. stock NOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many aides does it take to change President Reagan's light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None, they like to keep him in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many magicians does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Depends on what you want to change it into.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many missionaries does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 101. One to change it and 100 to convince everyone else to change light bulbs too.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many teamsters does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: ``Twelve. Ya got a problem with that?''&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many surgeons does it take to replace a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: 3. We'd also like to remove the socket as you aren't using it now.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many conservatives does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: One; after reflecting in the twilight on the merit of the previous bulb.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many libertarians does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Libertarians never change light bulbs, because someone might enter the room who wants to sit in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Macintosh users does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. You have to replace the whole motherboard.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many nihilists does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: There is nothing to change.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many televangelists does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None. Televangelists screw in motels.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many presidential candidates does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Fewer and fewer all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many believable, competent, ``just-right-for-the-job'' presidential candidates does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: It's going to be a dark 4 years, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-5484526744112584443?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/5484526744112584443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2010/02/light-bulb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/5484526744112584443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/5484526744112584443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2010/02/light-bulb.html' title='light a bulb'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-7338015029303741383</id><published>2010-01-07T15:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-07T15:32:06.019+05:30</updated><title type='text'>kavita</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; बालभारती&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; आिण&lt;br /&gt;कु मारभारतीतलया&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; मराठी किवता&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; अनुक मिणका&lt;br /&gt;के वढे हे कौयर! - ना.वा.िटळक................................................................................................................................6&lt;br /&gt;कणा - कु सुमागज...............................................................................................................................................7&lt;br /&gt;या झोपडीत माझया - संत तुकडोजी महाराज. ............................................................................................................8&lt;br /&gt;खबरदार जर टाच मारनी - वा. भा पाठक ................................................................................................................9&lt;br /&gt;आनंदी आनंद गडे, इकडे ितकडे चोिहकडे - बालकवी..................................................................................................11&lt;br /&gt;उठा उठा िचऊताई- कु सुमागज ............................................................................................................................12&lt;br /&gt;शावणमािस हषर मानसी - बालकवी ......................................................................................................................13&lt;br /&gt;रे िहदबांधवा, थांब या सथळी - भा. रा. तांबे ...........................................................................................................14&lt;br /&gt;खोपा - बहीणाबाई ..........................................................................................................................................15&lt;br /&gt;मन वढाय वढाय - बहीणाबाई.............................................................................................................................16&lt;br /&gt;िपपांत मेले ओलया उं िदर - बा.सी.मढेकर ................................................................................................................17&lt;br /&gt;एका तळयात होती - ग.िद.माडगूळकर ..................................................................................................................18&lt;br /&gt;पैठणी - शांता शेळके ........................................................................................................................................19&lt;br /&gt;गाई पाणयावर - कवी बी ...................................................................................................................................20&lt;br /&gt;फु लपांखर - ग.ह.पाटील ...................................................................................................................................21&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;टप टप टािकत टापा - शांता शेळके .......................................................................................................................22&lt;br /&gt;आजीचे घडाळ - के शवकु मार.............................................................................................................................23&lt;br /&gt;औदुबर..........................................................................................................................................................24&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;पेम कर िभललासारख........................................................................................................................................25&lt;br /&gt;फ़ु लराणी - बालकवी ........................................................................................................................................26&lt;br /&gt;गवतफु ला - इंिदरा संत ......................................................................................................................................28&lt;br /&gt;तुतारी - के शवसुत ...........................................................................................................................................29&lt;br /&gt;िविचत वीणा - बा. भ. बोरकर ............................................................................................................................31&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 2&lt;br /&gt;गणपत वाणी - बा.सी. मढेकर .............................................................................................................................32&lt;br /&gt;सहानभूती - कु सुमागज .....................................................................................................................................33&lt;br /&gt;आमही कोण? - के शवसुत ...................................................................................................................................34&lt;br /&gt;सागरा पाण तळमळला ! - सवा. िवनायक दामोदर सावरकर .......................................................................................35&lt;br /&gt;लेिझम चाले जोरात - शी शीधर बाळकृ षण रानडे ......................................................................................................37&lt;br /&gt;लाभले आमहास भागय बोलतो मराठी - सुरेश भट......................................................................................................38&lt;br /&gt;मधुघट - भा. रा. तांबे .......................................................................................................................................39&lt;br /&gt;नको नको रे पावसा ...!! - इं िदरा संत....................................................................................................................40&lt;br /&gt;िकती तरी िदवसांत - बा. सी. मढेकर ....................................................................................................................42&lt;br /&gt;देणा-याने देत जावे - िवदा करं दीकर......................................................................................................................43&lt;br /&gt;पृथवीचे पेमगीत - कु सुमागज ...............................................................................................................................44&lt;br /&gt;घरटा - बालकवी .............................................................................................................................................46&lt;br /&gt;या नभाने या भुईला दान दावे - ना. धो. महानोर .....................................................................................................47&lt;br /&gt;अरे , संसार संसार - बिहणाबाई चौधरी ..................................................................................................................48&lt;br /&gt;उगवले नारायण - बिहणाबाई चौधरी ...................................................................................................................49&lt;br /&gt;बाळ, चालला रणा - पदमा गोळे .........................................................................................................................50&lt;br /&gt;अनामवीरा - कु सुमागज ....................................................................................................................................50&lt;br /&gt;उतुंग आमुची उतर सीमा इं च इं च लढवू - वसंत बापट ................................................................................................52&lt;br /&gt;खरा तो एकची धमर - साने गुरजी..........................................................................................................................53&lt;br /&gt;घाल घाल िपगा वाऱया - कृ . ब. िनकुं ब....................................................................................................................55&lt;br /&gt;देवाचे घर - ग. िद. माडगूळकर............................................................................................................................56&lt;br /&gt;आई' महणोनी कोणी, आईस हाक मारी - यशवंत.......................................................................................................57&lt;br /&gt;रदास आवाहन - भा. रा. तांब..............................................................................................................................59&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;कोठु िन येते मला कळे ना - बालकवी.......................................................................................................................60&lt;br /&gt;िनझररास - बालकवी.........................................................................................................................................61&lt;br /&gt;सांग मला रे सांग मला - ग. िद. माडगूळकर.............................................................................................................62&lt;br /&gt;आली बघ गाई गाई - इं िदरा संत...........................................................................................................................63&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 3&lt;br /&gt;देवाचे घर - ग. िद. माडगूळकर............................................................................................................................64&lt;br /&gt;माझया छकु लीचे डोळे - िव. िभ. कोलते..................................................................................................................65&lt;br /&gt;शतकानंतर आज पािहली - वसंत बापट..................................................................................................................66&lt;br /&gt;पारवा - बालकवी............................................................................................................................................67&lt;br /&gt;तळयाकाठी - अिनल.........................................................................................................................................68&lt;br /&gt;माझया मराठीची गोडी -िव. म. कु लकणी ................................................................................................................69&lt;br /&gt;अ आ आई, म म मका - मधुसूदन कालेलकर .............................................................................................................70&lt;br /&gt;चढवू गगनी िनशाण - बा. भ. बोरकर ....................................................................................................................71&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे - बा. भ. बोरकर. ...............................................................................................................................72&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;..................................................................................................................................................................72&lt;br /&gt;या बाई या... - दतातय कोडो घाटे........................................................................................................................73&lt;br /&gt;बाळ जातो दूर देशा - गोपीनाथ............................................................................................................................74&lt;br /&gt;बाभुळझाड - वसंत बापट ..................................................................................................................................75&lt;br /&gt;कोलंबसचे गवरगीत - कु सुमागज ...........................................................................................................................76&lt;br /&gt;आमही कोण? - प. के . अते...................................................................................................................................77&lt;br /&gt;सवारतमका िशवसुंदरा - कु सुमागज ........................................................................................................................78&lt;br /&gt;गे मायभू - सुरेश भट ........................................................................................................................................79&lt;br /&gt;जयोऽसतु ते - िवनायक दामोदर सावरकर................................................................................................................80&lt;br /&gt;थोर तुझे उपकार - भासकर दामोदर पाळं द..............................................................................................................81&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;महाराष गीत..................................................................................................................................................82&lt;br /&gt;हा िहददेश माझा - आनंद कृ षणाजी टेकाडे...............................................................................................................83&lt;br /&gt;गाउं तयांना आरती - किव यशवंत..........................................................................................................................84&lt;br /&gt;कणर-शीकृ षण संवाद - मोरोपंत.............................................................................................................................85&lt;br /&gt;फटका - अनंत फं दी...........................................................................................................................................86&lt;br /&gt;घडाळ - के शवसुत...........................................................................................................................................87&lt;br /&gt;ऐकव तव मधु बोल - माधव जुिलयन.....................................................................................................................88&lt;br /&gt;िचमणा राजा - दामोदर अचयुत कारे......................................................................................................................89&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 4&lt;br /&gt;अनंत - बालकवी..............................................................................................................................................90&lt;br /&gt;टप टप पडती अंगावरती - मंगेश पाडगावकर...........................................................................................................91&lt;br /&gt;सदैव सैिनका, पुढेच जायचे - वसंत बापट ...............................................................................................................92&lt;br /&gt;पसायदान - संत जानेशर....................................................................................................................................93&lt;br /&gt;संथ िनळे हे पाणी - मंगेश पाडगांवकर ...................................................................................................................94&lt;br /&gt;िपतात सारे गोड िहवाळा - बा. सी. मढेकर .............................................................................................................95&lt;br /&gt;पेमसवरप आई - माधव जयूिलअन ........................................................................................................................96&lt;br /&gt;कोिकलानयोिक - कृ षणशासी िचपळू णकर ..............................................................................................................97&lt;br /&gt;बाभळीिवषयी अनयोिक - कृ षणशािस िचपळू णकर ...................................................................................................97&lt;br /&gt;अनयोकी - कृ षणशासी िचपळू णकर ......................................................................................................................97&lt;br /&gt;िवदापशंसा - कृ षणशासी िचपळू णकर ..................................................................................................................99&lt;br /&gt;झालया ितनहीसांजा - यशवंत.............................................................................................................................100&lt;br /&gt;कशासाठी पोटासाठी - माधव जयूिलयन ...............................................................................................................101&lt;br /&gt;कादरखां - के शवकु मार ....................................................................................................................................102&lt;br /&gt;लाडकी बाहली - शांता शेळके ...........................................................................................................................103&lt;br /&gt;मामाची गाडी - ग. ह. पाटील ...........................................................................................................................104&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 5&lt;br /&gt;के वढे हे कौयर! - ना .वा .िटळक&lt;br /&gt;कणोकणी पडे, उठे , पिर बळे , उडे बापडी,&lt;br /&gt;चुके पथिह, येउनी िसतिमत दृिषला झापडी.&lt;br /&gt;िकती घळघळा गळे रिधर कोमलांगातुनी,&lt;br /&gt;तशीच िनजकोटरा परत पातली पिकणी.&lt;br /&gt;महणे िनजिशशूंपती, अिधक बोलवेना मला,&lt;br /&gt;तुमहांस अिज अंतीचा कवळ एक मी आणला,&lt;br /&gt;करा मधुर हा! चला, भरिवते तुमहा एकदा,&lt;br /&gt;करी जतन यापुढे पभु िपता अनाथां सदा!&lt;br /&gt;अहा! मधुर गाउनी रमिवले सकाळी जना,&lt;br /&gt;कृ तघ मज मारतील नच ही मनी कलपना,&lt;br /&gt;तुमहांसतव मुखी सुखे धरन घांस झाडावरी&lt;br /&gt;कणैक बसले तो िशरे बाण माझया उरी&lt;br /&gt;िनघुन नरजाितला रमिवणयांत गेले वय,&lt;br /&gt;महणून विधले मला! िकती दया! कसा हा नय!&lt;br /&gt;उदार बह शूर हा नर खरोखरी जाहला&lt;br /&gt;वधुनी मज पाखरा िनरपराध की दुबरला!&lt;br /&gt;महणाल, भुलली जगा, िवसरली िपयां लेकरां&lt;br /&gt;महणून अितसंकटे उडत पातले मी घरा,&lt;br /&gt;नसे लविह उषणता, नच कु शीत माझया िशरा,&lt;br /&gt;समरा मजबरोबरी पिर दयाघना खरा.&lt;br /&gt;असो, रिधर वाहनी नच िभजो सुशयया तरी&lt;br /&gt;महणून तरचया तळी िनजिल ती िदजा भूवरी.&lt;br /&gt;िजवंत बह बोलके िकित सुरमय ते उतपल,&lt;br /&gt;नरे धरन नािशले, खिचत थोर बुिधदबल.&lt;br /&gt;मातीत ते पसिरले अितरमय पंख,&lt;br /&gt;के ले वरी उदर पांडुर िनषकलंक,&lt;br /&gt;चंचू तशीच उघडी पद लांबवीले,&lt;br /&gt;िनषपाण देह पडला! शमही िनमाले!&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता Page 6&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; कणा - कु सुम ागज&lt;br /&gt;ओळखलंत का सर मला, पावसात आला कोणी&lt;br /&gt;कपडे होते कदरमलेल, के सांवरती पाणी&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;कणभर बसला, नंतर हसला, बोलला वरती पाहन&lt;br /&gt;गंगामाई पाहणी आली गेली घरटात राहन&lt;br /&gt;माहेरवाशीण पोरीसारखी चार िभतीत नाचली&lt;br /&gt;मोकळया हाती जाईल कशी बायको मात वाचली&lt;br /&gt;िभत खचली, चूल िवझली होते नवहते गेले&lt;br /&gt;पसाद महणुन पापणयांमधये पाणी थोडे ठे वले&lt;br /&gt;कारभारणीला घेऊन संगे सर आता लढतो आहे&lt;br /&gt;िचखलगाळ काढतो आहे, पडकी िभत बांधतो आहे&lt;br /&gt;िखशाकडे हात जाताच हसत हसत उठला&lt;br /&gt;पैसे नकोत सर जरा एकटेपणा वाटला&lt;br /&gt;मोडू न पडला संसार तरी मोडला नाही कणा&lt;br /&gt;पाठीवरती हात ठे वून फक लढ महणा!&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 7&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; या झोपडीत माझया - संत तुक डोजी महाराज .&lt;br /&gt;राजास जी महाली, सौखये कधी िमळाली&lt;br /&gt;ती सवर पाप झाली, या झोपडीत माझया॥१॥&lt;br /&gt;भूमीवरी पडावे, ताऱयांकडे पहावे&lt;br /&gt;पभुनाम िनतय गावे, या झोपडीत माझया॥२॥&lt;br /&gt;पहारे आिण ितजोऱया, तयातूनी होती चोऱया&lt;br /&gt;दारास नाही दोऱया, या झोपडीत माझया॥३॥&lt;br /&gt;जाता तया महाला, ‘मजाव’ शबद आला&lt;br /&gt;िभतीनं यावयाला, या झोपडीत माझया॥४॥&lt;br /&gt;महाली माऊ िबछाने, कं दील शामदाने&lt;br /&gt;आमहा जमीन माने, या झोपडीत माझया॥५॥&lt;br /&gt;येता तरी सुखे या, जाता तरी सुखे जा&lt;br /&gt;कोणावरी न बोजा, या झोपडीत माझया॥६॥&lt;br /&gt;पाहन सौखयं माझे, देवेद तोही लाजे&lt;br /&gt;शांती सदा िवराजे, या झोपडीत माझया॥७॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 8&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; खबरदार जर टाच मारनी - वा . भा पाठक&lt;br /&gt;सावळया :&lt;br /&gt;खबरदार जर टाच मारनी जाल पुढे िचधडा&lt;br /&gt;उडवीन राई राई एवढा !&lt;br /&gt;कु णया गावचे पाटील आपण कु ठे चालला असे&lt;br /&gt;शीव ही ओलांडून तीरसे ?&lt;br /&gt;लगाम खेचा या घोडीचा रावं टांग टाकु नी&lt;br /&gt;असे या तुमही खडा अंगणी !&lt;br /&gt;पोर महणूनी हसणयावारी वेळ नका नेऊ ही&lt;br /&gt;मला का ओळखले हो तुमही ?&lt;br /&gt;हा मदर मराठाचा मी बचा असे&lt;br /&gt;हे हाड ही माझे लेचपेचे नसे&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;या नसानसातून िहमत बाजी वसे&lt;br /&gt;खबरदार जर टाच मारनी जाल पुढे िचधडा&lt;br /&gt;उडवीन राई राई एवढा !&lt;br /&gt;सवार :&lt;br /&gt;मळयात जाऊन मोटेचे ते पाणी भरावे तुवा&lt;br /&gt;कशाला ताठा तुज हा हवा ?&lt;br /&gt;मुठीत जयाचया मूठ असे ही खडगाची तो बरे&lt;br /&gt;वीर तू समजलास काय रे ?&lt;br /&gt;थोर मािरती अशा बढाया पराकमाचया जरी&lt;br /&gt;कु ठे तव भाला बरची तरी ?&lt;br /&gt;हे खडगाचे बघ पाते िकती चमकते&lt;br /&gt;अणकु चीदार अित भालयाचे टोक ते&lt;br /&gt;या पुढे तुझी वद िहमत का राहते ?&lt;br /&gt;खबरदार जर टाच मारनी जाल पुढे िचधडा&lt;br /&gt;उडवीन राई राई एवढा !&lt;br /&gt;सावळया :&lt;br /&gt;आपण मोठे दाढीवाले अहा शूर वीर की --&lt;br /&gt;िकती ते आमहाला ठाऊकी !&lt;br /&gt;तडफ आमुचया िशवबाची तुमहा मािहती न का?&lt;br /&gt;दािवती फु शारकी का फु का ?&lt;br /&gt;तुमहा सारखे असतील िकती लोळिवले नरमणी --&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया िशवबाने भर रणी&lt;br /&gt;मी असे इमानी चेला तयांचे कडे&lt;br /&gt;हकु मािवण तयांचया समजा याचे पुढे&lt;br /&gt;देई न जाऊ मी शूर वीर फाकडे&lt;br /&gt;पुनहा सांगतो&lt;br /&gt;खबरदार जर टाच मारनी जाल पुढे िचधडा&lt;br /&gt;उडवीन राई राई एवढा !&lt;br /&gt;लाल भडक ते वदन जाहले बाळाचे मग कसे&lt;br /&gt;सवार पिर मनी हळू का हसे ?&lt;br /&gt;तया बाळाचे नयनी चमके पाणी तवेषामुळे&lt;br /&gt;सवार पिर सौमय दृषीने खुले&lt;br /&gt;चंद िदसे जणू एक, दुसरा तपतो रिव का तर&lt;br /&gt;ऐका िशवबाचे हे सवर --&lt;br /&gt;आहेस इमानी माझा चेला खरा&lt;br /&gt;चल इमान घे हा माझा शेला तुला&lt;br /&gt;पण बोल सावळया बोल पुनहा एकदा&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 9&lt;br /&gt;"खबरदार जर टाच मारनी जाल पुढे िचधडा&lt;br /&gt;उडवीन राई राई एवढा !"&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता Page 10&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; आनंद ी आनंद गडे , इकडे ितकडे चोिहकडे - बालकवी&lt;br /&gt;वरती खाली मोद भरे , वायूसंगे मोद िफरे&lt;br /&gt;नभांत भरला, िदशांत िफरला, जगांत उरला&lt;br /&gt;मोद िवहरतो चोिहकडे&lt;br /&gt;सूयरिकरण सोनेरी हे, कौमुिद ही हसते आहे&lt;br /&gt;खुलली संधया पेमाने, आनंदे गाते गाणे&lt;br /&gt;मेघ रं गले, िचत दंगले, गान सफु रले&lt;br /&gt;इकडे, ितकडे, चोिहकडे&lt;br /&gt;नीलनभी नकत कसे, डोकावुिन हे पाहतसे&lt;br /&gt;कु णास बघते ? मोदाला; मोद भेटला का तयाला ?&lt;br /&gt;तयामधे तो, सदैव वसतो, सुखे िवहरतो&lt;br /&gt;इकडे, ितकडे, चोिहकडे&lt;br /&gt;वाहित िनझरर मंदगती, डोलित लितका वृकतती&lt;br /&gt;पकी मनोहर कू िजत रे , कोणाला गातात बरे ?&lt;br /&gt;कमल िवकसले, भमर गुंगले, डोलत वदले&lt;br /&gt;इकडे, ितकडे, चोिहकडे&lt;br /&gt;सवाथारचया बाजारात, िकती पामरे रडतात&lt;br /&gt;तयांना मोद कसा िमळतो, सोडु िन सवाथार तो जातो&lt;br /&gt;देष संपला, मतसर गेला, आता उरला&lt;br /&gt;इकडे, ितकडे, चोिहकडे&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 11&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; उठा उठा िचऊताई - कु सुम ागज&lt;br /&gt;उठा उठा िचऊताई&lt;br /&gt;सारीकडे उजाडले&lt;br /&gt;डोळे तरी िमटलेले&lt;br /&gt;अजुनही, अजुनही&lt;br /&gt;सोनेरी हे दूत आले&lt;br /&gt;घरटयाचया दारापाशी&lt;br /&gt;डोळयांवर झोप कशी&lt;br /&gt;अजुनही, अजुनही ?&lt;br /&gt;लगबग पांखरे ही&lt;br /&gt;गात गात गोड गाणे&lt;br /&gt;िटपतात बघा दाणे&lt;br /&gt;चोहीकडे, चोहीकडे,&lt;br /&gt;झोपलेलया अशा तुमही&lt;br /&gt;आणायाचे मग कोणी&lt;br /&gt;बाळासाठी चारापाणी&lt;br /&gt;िचमुकलया, िचमुकलया ?&lt;br /&gt;बाळाचे मी घेतां नांव&lt;br /&gt;जागी झाली िचऊताई&lt;br /&gt;उडोनीया दूर जाई&lt;br /&gt;भूर भूर, भूर भूर,&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 12&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; शावणमािस हषर मानसी - बालकवी&lt;br /&gt;शावण मािस हषर मानसी िहरवळ दाटे चोिहकडे,&lt;br /&gt;कंणात येते सर सर िशरवे कंणात िफरिन ऊन पडे&lt;br /&gt;वरित बघता इंद धनुचा गोफ दुहरी िवणलासे&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;मंगल तोरण काय बांधले नभोमंडपी कु णी भासे&lt;br /&gt;झालासा सुयारसत वाटतो,सांज अहाहा तो उघडे&lt;br /&gt;तर िशखरावर उं च घरावर िपवळे िपवळे उन पडे&lt;br /&gt;उठती वरती जलदांवरती अनंत संधयाराग पहा&lt;br /&gt;सवर नभावर होय रोिखले सुदरतेचे रप महा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;बलाकमाला उडता भासे कलपसुमांची माळिच ते&lt;br /&gt;उतरिन येती अवनीवरती गहगोलिच की एकमते&lt;br /&gt;फडफड करिन िभजले अपुले पंख पाखरे सावरती&lt;br /&gt;सुंदर हिरणी िहरवा कु रणी िनजबाळांसह बागडती&lt;br /&gt;िखललारे ही चरती रानी गोपही गाणी गात िफरे&lt;br /&gt;मंजूळ पावा गा‌ई तयांचा शावण मिहमा एकसुरे&lt;br /&gt;सुवणर चंपक फु लला िविपनी रमय के वडा दरवळला&lt;br /&gt;पािरजातही बघता भामा रोष मनीचा मावळला&lt;br /&gt;सुंदर परडी घे‌ऊिन हाती पुरोपकं ठी शुधदमती&lt;br /&gt;सुंदर बाला या फु लमाला रमय फु ले पती खुडती&lt;br /&gt;देवदशरना िनघती ललना हषर मावे ना हदयात&lt;br /&gt;वदनी तयांचया वाचून घयावे शावण मिहनयाचे गीत&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 13&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; रे िहदबांध वा , थांब या सथळी - भा . रा . तांब े&lt;br /&gt;रे िहदबांधवा, थांब या सथळी अशु दोन ढाळी,&lt;br /&gt;ती पराकमाची जयोत मावळे इथे झांिशवाली ll धु ll&lt;br /&gt;तांबेकुलवीरशी ती,&lt;br /&gt;नेवाळकरांची कीित,&lt;br /&gt;िहदभूधवजा जणु जळती,&lt;br /&gt;मदारनी राणी लकमीबाई मूतर महाकाली ll १ ll&lt;br /&gt;घोडयावर खंदा सवार,&lt;br /&gt;हातात नंिग तलवार,&lt;br /&gt;खणखणा किरत ती वार,&lt;br /&gt;गोयारची कोडी फोिडत, पाडीत वीर इथे आली ll २ ll&lt;br /&gt;कडकडा कडाडे िबजली,&lt;br /&gt;शतुंची लषकरे िथजली,&lt;br /&gt;मग कीितरप ती उरली,&lt;br /&gt;ती िहदभूमीचया, पराकमाची इितशीच झाली ll ३ ll&lt;br /&gt;िमळतील इथे शाहीर,&lt;br /&gt;लविवतील माना वीर,&lt;br /&gt;तर, झरे ढाळीतील नीर,&lt;br /&gt;हा दगडां फु टतील िजभा कथाया कथा सकळ काळी! ll ४ ll&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 14&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; खोपा - बहीणाबाई&lt;br /&gt;अरे खोपयामधी खोपा&lt;br /&gt;सुगरनीचा चांगला&lt;br /&gt;देखा िपलासाठी ितनं&lt;br /&gt;झोका झाडाले टांगला..&lt;br /&gt;िपलं िनजले खोपयात&lt;br /&gt;जसा झूलता बंगला&lt;br /&gt;ितचा िपलामिध जीव&lt;br /&gt;जीव झाडाले टांगला..!&lt;br /&gt;सुगिरन सुगिरन&lt;br /&gt;अशी माझी रे चतुर&lt;br /&gt;ितले जलमाचा सांगाती&lt;br /&gt;िमये गनयागमपया नर&lt;br /&gt;खोपा इनला इनला&lt;br /&gt;जसा िगलकयाचा कोसा&lt;br /&gt;पाखराची कारािगरी&lt;br /&gt;जरा देख रे मानसा !&lt;br /&gt;ितची उलूशीच चोच,&lt;br /&gt;तेच दात, तेच ओठ&lt;br /&gt;तुले देले रे देवानं&lt;br /&gt;दोन हात दहा बोटं ?&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 15&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; मन वढाय वढाय - बहीणाबाई&lt;br /&gt;मन वढाय वढाय&lt;br /&gt;उभया िपकातल ढोर&lt;br /&gt;िकती हाकलं हाकलं&lt;br /&gt;िफरी येते िपकावर&lt;br /&gt;मन पाखर पाखर&lt;br /&gt;तयाची काय सांगू मात&lt;br /&gt;आता वहत भुइवर&lt;br /&gt;गेल गेल आभायात&lt;br /&gt;मन लहरी लहरी&lt;br /&gt;तयाले हाती धरे कोन&lt;br /&gt;उं डारल उं डारल&lt;br /&gt;जस वारा वाहादन&lt;br /&gt;मन जहरी जहरी&lt;br /&gt;याच नयार रे तनतर&lt;br /&gt;आरे इचू साप बरा&lt;br /&gt;तयाले उतारे मनतर&lt;br /&gt;मन एवहड एवहड&lt;br /&gt;जस खसखसच दान&lt;br /&gt;मन के वढ के वढ&lt;br /&gt;आभायतिब मावेन&lt;br /&gt;देवा आस कस मन&lt;br /&gt;आस कस रे घडल&lt;br /&gt;कु ठे जागेपनी तुले&lt;br /&gt;अस सपन पडल&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 16&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; िपपांत मेल े ओलया उं िदर - बा .सी .मढे क र&lt;br /&gt;िपपांत मेले ओलया उं िदर;&lt;br /&gt;माना पडलया, मुरगळलयािवण;&lt;br /&gt;ओठांवरती ओठ िमळाले;&lt;br /&gt;माना पडलया, आसकीिवण.&lt;br /&gt;गिरब िबचारे िबळांत जगले,&lt;br /&gt;िपपांत मेले उचकी देउन;&lt;br /&gt;िदवस सांडला घाऱया डोळी&lt;br /&gt;गातिलग अन धुऊन घेउन.&lt;br /&gt;जगायची पण सकी आहे;&lt;br /&gt;मरायची पण सकी आहे.&lt;br /&gt;उदासतेला जहरी डोळे ,&lt;br /&gt;काचेचे पण;&lt;br /&gt;मधाळ पोळे&lt;br /&gt;ओठांवरती जमले तेही&lt;br /&gt;बेकलाइटी, बेकलाइटी!&lt;br /&gt;ओठांवरती ओठ लागले;&lt;br /&gt;िपपांत उं िदर नहाले! नहाले!&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 17&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; एका तळयात होती - ग .िद .माडगूळ कर&lt;br /&gt;एका तळयात होती बदले िपले सुरेख&lt;br /&gt;होते कु रप वेडे िपललू तयांत एक ॥&lt;br /&gt;कोणी न तयास घेई खेळावयास संगे&lt;br /&gt;सवारहिन िनराळे ते वेगळे तरं गे&lt;br /&gt;दावूिन बोट तयाला महणती हसून लोक&lt;br /&gt;आहे कु रप वेडे िपललू तयांत एक ॥&lt;br /&gt;िपललस दु:ख भारी भोळे रडे सवत:शी&lt;br /&gt;भावंड ना िवचारी सांगेल ते कु णाशी&lt;br /&gt;जे ते तयास टोची दावी उगाच धाक&lt;br /&gt;होते कु रप वेडे िपललू तयांत एक ॥&lt;br /&gt;एके िदनी परंतु िपललास तया कळाले&lt;br /&gt;भय वेड पार तयाचे वार‌यासवे पळाले&lt;br /&gt;पाणयात पाहताना चोरिनया कणैक&lt;br /&gt;तयाचेच तया कळाले तो राजहंस एक&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 18&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; पैठ णी - शांत ा शेळ के&lt;br /&gt;फडतालात एक गाठोडे आहे; तयाचया तलाशी अगदी खाली&lt;br /&gt;जीथे आहेत जुने कपडे, कुं चया, टोपडी शेले शाली&lt;br /&gt;तयातच आहे घडी करन जपून ठे वलेली एक पैठणी&lt;br /&gt;नारली पदर, जरी चोकडी, रं ग तीचा सुंदर धानी.&lt;br /&gt;माझी आजी लगामधये ही पैठणी नेसली होती&lt;br /&gt;पडली होती सायारचया पाया हाच पदर धरन हाती&lt;br /&gt;पैठनीचया अवती भवती दवलणारा सूकम वास,&lt;br /&gt;ओलखीची ..अनोलखीची ..जाणीव गूढ़ आहे तयास.&lt;br /&gt;धुप.. कापूर..उदतयातून जलत गेले कीती शावण&lt;br /&gt;पैठनीने या जपले एक तन एक मन ..&lt;br /&gt;खस-हीनयात माखली बोटे पैठनीला के वहा पुसली&lt;br /&gt;शेवनतीची, चमेलीची आरास पदाआडू न हसली&lt;br /&gt;वषारमागून वषे गेली, संसाराचा साव झाला,&lt;br /&gt;नवा कोरा कडक पोत एक मउपणा लयाला&lt;br /&gt;पैठनीचया घडीघडीतून अवघे आयुशय उलगडत गेले&lt;br /&gt;अहेवपणी मरण आले, माझया आजीचे सोने झाले.&lt;br /&gt;कधीतरी ही पैठणी मी धरते उरी कवलून&lt;br /&gt;मऊ-रे शमी सपशारमधे आजी भेटते मला जवलून&lt;br /&gt;मधली वषे गलून पडतात, कालपटाचा जुलतो धागा&lt;br /&gt;पैठनीचया चोकदानो आजीला माझे कु शल सांगा ......&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 19&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; गाई पाणयावर - कवी बी&lt;br /&gt;गाई पाणयावर काय महणुनी आलया&lt;br /&gt;का गं गंगा यमुनाही हा िमळालया&lt;br /&gt;उभय िपतरांचया िचतचोरटीला&lt;br /&gt;कोण माझया बोलले गोरटीला&lt;br /&gt;तुला लंकेचया पावरतीसमान&lt;br /&gt;पाहनीया होवोनी सािभमान&lt;br /&gt;काय तयातील बोलली एक कोण&lt;br /&gt;"अहा, आली ही पहां िभकारीण"&lt;br /&gt;पंकसंपके का कमळ िभकारी?&lt;br /&gt;धुलीसंसगे रत का िभकारी?&lt;br /&gt;सूतसंगे सुमहार का िभकारी?&lt;br /&gt;कशी तुही मग मज मुळी िभकारी?&lt;br /&gt;नारीमायेचे रप हे पिसद&lt;br /&gt;सोस लेणयांचा तयास जनमिसद&lt;br /&gt;तोच बीजांकुर धरी तुझा हेतू&lt;br /&gt;िवलासाची होशील मोगरी तू&lt;br /&gt;तुला घेईन पोलके मखमलीचे&lt;br /&gt;कू डी मोतयाची फू ल सुवणारचे&lt;br /&gt;हौस बाई पुरवीन तुझी सारी&lt;br /&gt;परी यांवरी हा पलय महाभारी&lt;br /&gt;पाण जयांचे वर गुंतले सदाचे&lt;br /&gt;कोड िकचीत पुरवीता नये तयांचे&lt;br /&gt;तदा बापाचे हदय कसे होते?&lt;br /&gt;न ये वदता अनुभवी जाणती ते&lt;br /&gt;देव देतो सदगुणी बालकांना&lt;br /&gt;काय महणुनी आमहांस करं टांना?&lt;br /&gt;लांब तयाचया गावास जाऊनीया&lt;br /&gt;गूढ घेतो हे तयांस पुसनीया&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ू&lt;br /&gt;"गावी जातो" ऐकता तयाच गाली&lt;br /&gt;पार बदलूनी ती बालसृषी गेली&lt;br /&gt;गळा घालूनी करपाश रे शमाचा&lt;br /&gt;वदे, "येते मी, पोर अज वाचा"&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 20&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; फु लपांख र - ग .ह .पाटील&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;फु लपांखर !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;छान िकती िदसते । फु लपाखर&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;या वेलीवर । फु लांबरोबर&lt;br /&gt;गोड िकती हसते । फु लपांखर&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;पंख िचमुकले । िनळे जांभळे&lt;br /&gt;हालवुनी झुलते । फु लपांखर ं&lt;br /&gt;डोळे बिरक । किरती लुकलुक&lt;br /&gt;गोल मणी जणुं ते । फु लपांखर&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;मी धरं जाता । येई न हाता&lt;br /&gt;दूरच ते उडते । फु लपांखरं&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 21&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; टप टप टािकत टापा - शांत ा शेळ के&lt;br /&gt;टप टप टप टप टािकत टापा चाले माझा घोडा&lt;br /&gt;पाठीवरती जीन मखमली पािय रपेरी तोडा !&lt;br /&gt;उं च उभारी दोनही कान&lt;br /&gt;ऐिटत वळवी मान-कमान&lt;br /&gt;मधेच के वहा दुडकत दुडकत चाले थोडा थोडा !&lt;br /&gt;घोडा माझा फार हशार&lt;br /&gt;पाठीवर मी होता सवार&lt;br /&gt;नुसता तयाला पुरे इषारा, कशास चाबुक ओढा !&lt;br /&gt;सात अरणये, समुद सात&lt;br /&gt;ओलांिडल हा एक दमात&lt;br /&gt;आला आला माझा घोडा, सोडा रसता सोडा !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 22&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; आजीचे घडाळ - के शवकु मार&lt;br /&gt;आजीचया जवळी घडाळ कसले आहे चमतकािरक,&lt;br /&gt;देई ठे वुिन ते कु ठे अजुिन हे नाही कु णा ठाउक;&lt;br /&gt;तयाची िटक िटक चालते न किधही, आहे मुके वाटते,&lt;br /&gt;िकलली देई न तयास ती किध, तरी ते सारखे चालते&lt;br /&gt;"अभयासास उठीव आज मजला आजी पहाटे तरी,"&lt;br /&gt;जेवहा मी ितज सांगुनी िनजतसे राती िबछानयावरी&lt;br /&gt;साडेपाचही वाजतात न कु ठे तो हाक ये नेमकी&lt;br /&gt;"बाळा झांजर जाहले, अरवला तो कोबडा, उठ की !"&lt;br /&gt;ताईची करणयास जममत, तसे बाबूसवे भांडता&lt;br /&gt;जाई संपुिनयां सकाळ न मुळी पत कधी लागता !&lt;br /&gt;"आली ओिटवरी उनहे बघ!" महणे आजी, "दहा वाजले !&lt;br /&gt;जा जा लौकर !" कािन तो घणघणा घंटाधवनी आदळे .&lt;br /&gt;खेळाचया अगदी भरांत गढु नी जाता अमही अंगणी&lt;br /&gt;हो के वहा ितिनसांज ते न समजे ! आजी परी आंतनी&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;बोले, "खेळ पुरे, घरांत परता ! झाली िदवेलागण,&lt;br /&gt;ओळीने बसुनी महणा परवचा ओटीवरी येउन !"&lt;br /&gt;आजीला िबलगून ऐकत बसू जेवहा भुतांचया कथा&lt;br /&gt;जाई झोप उडू न, रात िकती हो धयानी न ये ऐकता !&lt;br /&gt;"अधी रात िक रे" महणे उलटली, "गोषी पुरे ! जा पडा !'&lt;br /&gt;लागे तो िधडधांग पवरितवरी वाजावया चौघडा&lt;br /&gt;सांगे वेळ, तशाच वार-ितथीही आजी घडाळातुनी&lt;br /&gt;थंडी पाऊस ऊनही कळतसे सारे ितला तयांतुनी&lt;br /&gt;मौजेचे असले घडाळ दडु नी कोठे ितने ठे िवले?&lt;br /&gt;गाठोडे फडताळ शोधुिन ितचे आलो ! तरी ना िमळे !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 23&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; औदुं ब र&lt;br /&gt;ऐल तटावर पैल तटावर िहरवाळी घेऊन&lt;br /&gt;िनळासावळा झरा वाहतो बेटाबेटांतुन&lt;br /&gt;चार घरांचे गाव िचमुकले पैल टेकडीकडे&lt;br /&gt;शेतमळयांची दाट लागली िहरवी गदी पुढे&lt;br /&gt;पायवाट पांधरी तयातून अडवी ितडवी पडे&lt;br /&gt;िहरवा कु रणांमधुन चालली काळया डोहाकडे&lt;br /&gt;झाकळू नी जळ गोड कािळमा पसरी लाटांवर&lt;br /&gt;पाय टाकु नी जळात बसला असला औदुबर ं&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 24&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; पेम कर िभललासारख&lt;br /&gt;पुरे झाले चंद , सूयर पुरे झालया तारा&lt;br /&gt;पुरे झाले नदीनाले पुरे झालया वारा&lt;br /&gt;मोरासारखा छाती काढू न उभा रहा&lt;br /&gt;जाळासारखा नजरे त नजर बांधून रहा&lt;br /&gt;सांग ितला तुझयाच िमठीत सवगर आहे सारा...&lt;br /&gt;शेवाळलेले शबद आिणक यमकछंद करतील काय ?&lt;br /&gt;डांबरी सडके वरती शावण इं दधनू बांधील काय ?&lt;br /&gt;उनहाळयातलया ढगासारखा हवेत राहशील िफरत,&lt;br /&gt;जासतीत जासत बारा मिहने बाई बसेल झुरत&lt;br /&gt;नंतर तुला लगीनिचठी आलयािशवाय राहील काय ?&lt;br /&gt;महणून महणतो , जागा हो जाणयापूवी वेळ&lt;br /&gt;पेम नाही अकरांचा भातुकळीचा खेळ&lt;br /&gt;पेम महणजे वणवा होवून जाळत राहणं&lt;br /&gt;पेम महणजे जंगल होवून जळत जाणं...&lt;br /&gt;पेम कर िभललासारखं बाणावरती खोचलेलं&lt;br /&gt;मातीमधून उगवूनसूधा मेघापयरत पोचलेलं&lt;br /&gt;शबदांचया या धुकयामधये अडकू नकोस&lt;br /&gt;बुरजावरती झेडा सारखा फडकू नकोस&lt;br /&gt;उधळू न दे तुफान सगळं काळजामधये साचलेलं&lt;br /&gt;पेम कर िभललासारख बाणावरती खोचलेलं...&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 25&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; फ़ु लराणी - बालकवी&lt;br /&gt;िहरवे िहरवे गार गािलचे&lt;br /&gt;हिरत तृणांचया मखमालीचे&lt;br /&gt;तया सुदर मखमाली वरती&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;फ़ु लराणी ही खेळत होती&lt;br /&gt;गोड िनळया वातावरणात&lt;br /&gt;अवाज मने होती डोलत&lt;br /&gt;पणय चंचला तय भृिलला&lt;br /&gt;अवगत नवहतया कु मािरके ला&lt;br /&gt;आईचया मंिडवर बसूनी&lt;br /&gt;झोके घयावे गावी गाणी&lt;br /&gt;याहन ठावे काय ितयेला&lt;br /&gt;साधया भोळया फ़ु लराणीला?&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;पुरा िवनोदी संधयावात&lt;br /&gt;डोल डोलवी िहरवे शेत&lt;br /&gt;तोच एके दा हासत आला&lt;br /&gt;चंबून महणे फ़ु लराणीला&lt;br /&gt;"छानी माझै सोनुकली ती&lt;br /&gt;कु णाकडे गं पाहत होती&lt;br /&gt;तो रिवकर का गोिजरवाणा&lt;br /&gt;आवडला अमुचया राणीना"&lt;br /&gt;लाज लाजली हा वचनांनी&lt;br /&gt;साधी भोळी ती फ़ु लराणी&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;आंदोली संधयचया बसूनी&lt;br /&gt;झोके झोके घेते रजनी&lt;br /&gt;तया रजनीचे नेत िवलोल&lt;br /&gt;नभी चमकती ते गहगोल&lt;br /&gt;जादू टॊणा तयांनी के ला&lt;br /&gt;चैन पडेन फ़ु लराणीला&lt;br /&gt;िनजली शेते िनजले रान&lt;br /&gt;िनजले पाणी थोर लहान&lt;br /&gt;अजून जागी फ़ु लराणी ही&lt;br /&gt;आज कशी ताळयावर नाही?&lt;br /&gt;लागेना डोळयाशी डोळा&lt;br /&gt;काय जाहले फ़ु लराणीला&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;या कुं जातून तया कूं जातून&lt;br /&gt;इवलया इवलया िदवटा लावून&lt;br /&gt;मधयरातीचया िनवंत समयी&lt;br /&gt;खेळ खेळते वनराणी ही&lt;br /&gt;तया देवी ला ओवा सुंदर&lt;br /&gt;िनझरर गातो तया तालावर&lt;br /&gt;झुलुनी रािहले सगळे रान&lt;br /&gt;सवपनसंगमी दंग होऊन&lt;br /&gt;पणय चीतनीिवलीन वॄती&lt;br /&gt;कु मािरका ही डोलत होती&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 26&lt;br /&gt;डु लता डु लता गंग होऊिन&lt;br /&gt;सवपे पाही मग फ़ु लराणी&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;कु णी कु णाल अवकाशात&lt;br /&gt;पनयगायने होते गात&lt;br /&gt;हळु च मागुन आले कोण&lt;br /&gt;कु णी कु णा दे चुंबनदान&lt;br /&gt;पनय खेळ हे पाहन िचती&lt;br /&gt;िवरहातार फ़ु लराणी होती&lt;br /&gt;तो वोमीचया पेमेदवता े&lt;br /&gt;वा-यावरती िफ़रता िफ़रता&lt;br /&gt;हलुच आलया उतरन खाली&lt;br /&gt;फ़ु लराणीसह करणया के ली&lt;br /&gt;परसपांना खुणवऊनी नयनी&lt;br /&gt;तया वदलया ही अमुची राणी&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;सवभुरमीचा जुअळिवत हात&lt;br /&gt;नाच नाचतो पभात वात&lt;br /&gt;खेळूनी दमलया तया घह माला&lt;br /&gt;हळु च लागती लपावयाला&lt;br /&gt;आकाशाची गंिभर शांित&lt;br /&gt;मंद मंद ये अवनी वरती&lt;br /&gt;िवर लागले संशय जाल&lt;br /&gt;संपत ये िवरहाचा काल&lt;br /&gt;शुभ धुकलयाचे वस लेऊनी&lt;br /&gt;हषरिनभररा नटली अवनी&lt;br /&gt;सवपनसंगमी रं गत होती&lt;br /&gt;तरीही अजुिन फ़ु लराणी ती&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;तेजोमय नव मंडप के ला&lt;br /&gt;लकख पांढरा दाही िदशांना&lt;br /&gt;िजकडे ितकडे उधिळत मोती&lt;br /&gt;िदव वहारडी गगनी येती&lt;br /&gt;ला सुवणी झगे घालूनी&lt;br /&gt;हासत हासत आले कोणी&lt;br /&gt;कु णी बांिधला गुलािब फ़े टा&lt;br /&gt;झगमगणारा सुंदर मोठा&lt;br /&gt;आकाशी चंडोल चालला&lt;br /&gt;हा वािडनशय करावयाला&lt;br /&gt;हे थाटाचे लग कु णाचे&lt;br /&gt;साधया भोळया फ़ु लराणीचे&lt;br /&gt;गाऊ लागले मंगल पाठ&lt;br /&gt;सृषीचे गाणारे भाट&lt;br /&gt;वाजिव सनई मारत राणा&lt;br /&gt;कोिकळ घे तानावर ताना&lt;br /&gt;नाचू लागले भारदाज&lt;br /&gt;वाजिवती िनझरर पखवाज&lt;br /&gt;नवदेव सोनेरी रिवकर&lt;br /&gt;नवरी ही फ़ु लराणी सुंदर&lt;br /&gt;लग लागते सावध सारे&lt;br /&gt;सावध पकी सावध वारे&lt;br /&gt;््दवमय ह अंत:पट िफ़टला&lt;br /&gt;भेटे रिवकर फ़ु लराणीला&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता Page 27&lt;br /&gt;वधू वरांना िदव रवानी&lt;br /&gt;कु णी गायीली मंगल गाणी&lt;br /&gt;तयात कु णीसे गूिफ़त होते&lt;br /&gt;परसपरांचे पेम अहा ते&lt;br /&gt;आिणक तेिथल वनदेवीही&lt;br /&gt;दीव आपुलया उचछवासांही&lt;br /&gt;िलिहत होतया वातावरणी&lt;br /&gt;फ़ु लराणीची गोड कहाणी&lt;br /&gt;गुंगत गुंगत किव तया ठायी&lt;br /&gt;सफ़ु ती सह िवहराया जाई&lt;br /&gt;तयाने तर अिभषेकच के ला&lt;br /&gt;नवगीतांनी फ़ु लराणीला&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; गवतफु ला - इं िदरा संत&lt;br /&gt;रं गरं गुलया, सानसानुलया,&lt;br /&gt;गवतफु ला रे गवतफु ला;&lt;br /&gt;असा कसा रे सांग लागला,&lt;br /&gt;सांग तुझा रे तुझा लळा.&lt;br /&gt;िमतासंगे माळावरती,&lt;br /&gt;पतंग उडिवत िफरताना;&lt;br /&gt;तुला पािहले गवतावरती,&lt;br /&gt;झुलता झुलता हसताना.&lt;br /&gt;िवसरनी गेलो पतंग निभचा;&lt;br /&gt;िवसरन गेलो िमताला;&lt;br /&gt;पाहन तुजला हरवुन गेलो,&lt;br /&gt;अशा तुझया रे रं गकळा.&lt;br /&gt;िहरवी नाजुक रेिशम पाती,&lt;br /&gt;दोन बाजुला सळसळती;&lt;br /&gt;नीळ िनळु ली एक पाकळी,&lt;br /&gt;पराग िपवळे झगमगती.&lt;br /&gt;मलाही वाटे लहान होऊन,&lt;br /&gt;तुझयाहनही लहान रे ;&lt;br /&gt;तुझया संगती सडा रहावे,&lt;br /&gt;िवसरन शाळा, घर सारे .&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 28&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; तुत ारी - के शवसुत&lt;br /&gt;एक तुतारी दा मज आणुिन&lt;br /&gt;फुं िकन मी जी सवपाणाने&lt;br /&gt;भेदिन टािकन सगळी गगने&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;दीधर िजचया तया िककाळीने&lt;br /&gt;अशी तुतारी दा मजलागुनी&lt;br /&gt;अवकाशाचया ओसाडीतले&lt;br /&gt;पडसाद मुके जे आजवरी&lt;br /&gt;होतील ते वाचाल सतवरी&lt;br /&gt;फुं क मारीता िजला जबरी&lt;br /&gt;कोण तुतारी ती मज देईल?&lt;br /&gt;रढी, जुलूम यांची भेसरू&lt;br /&gt;संताने राकसी तुमहाला&lt;br /&gt;फाडू नी खाती ही हतवेला&lt;br /&gt;जलशाची का? पुसा मनाला!&lt;br /&gt;तुतारीने हा सावध वहा तर!&lt;br /&gt;चमतकार! ते पुराण तेथुनी&lt;br /&gt;सुंदर, सोजवळ गोड मोठे&lt;br /&gt;अिलकडले ते सगळे खोटे&lt;br /&gt;महणती धरनी ढेरी पोटे&lt;br /&gt;िधकार अशा मूखारलागुनी&lt;br /&gt;जुने जाऊ दा मरणालागुनी&lt;br /&gt;जाळु नी िकवा पुरनी टाका&lt;br /&gt;सडत न एकया ठायी ठाका&lt;br /&gt;सावध!ऐका पुढलया हाका&lt;br /&gt;खांदास चला खांदा िभडवूनी&lt;br /&gt;पापकाल हा िवशाल भूधर&lt;br /&gt;सुंदर लेणी तयात खोदा&lt;br /&gt;िनजनामे तयावरती नोदा&lt;br /&gt;बसुनी का वाढिवता मेदा?&lt;br /&gt;िवकम काही करा, चला तर!&lt;br /&gt;धार धरिलया पयार जीवावर&lt;br /&gt;रडतील रडोत रांडापोरे&lt;br /&gt;गतशतकांची पापे घोरे&lt;br /&gt;कालायाला तुमची रिधरे&lt;br /&gt;पािहजेत रे ! सैण न वहा तर!&lt;br /&gt;धमारचे माजवुनी अवडंबर&lt;br /&gt;नीतीला आिणती अडथळे&lt;br /&gt;िवसरनीया जे जातात खुळे&lt;br /&gt;नीतीचे पद जेथे न ढळे&lt;br /&gt;धमर होतसे तेथेच िसथर&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 29&lt;br /&gt;हलला करणया तर दंभावर तर बंडावर&lt;br /&gt;शूरांनो! या तवरा करा रे !&lt;br /&gt;समतेचा धवज उं च धरा रे!&lt;br /&gt;नीतीची दाही पसरा रे !&lt;br /&gt;तुतारीचया हा सुराबरोबर&lt;br /&gt;िनयमन मनुजासाठी, मानव&lt;br /&gt;नसे िनयमनासाठी, जाणा;&lt;br /&gt;पगतीस जर ते हाणी टोणा&lt;br /&gt;झुगारनी दे देऊनी बाणा&lt;br /&gt;िमरवा नीज ओजाचा अिभनव!&lt;br /&gt;घातक भलतया पितबंधांवर&lt;br /&gt;हलला नेणया करा तवरा रे !&lt;br /&gt;उनतीचा धवज उं च धरा रे!&lt;br /&gt;वीरांनो! तर पुढे सरा रे&lt;br /&gt;आवेशाने गजरत हर-हर!&lt;br /&gt;पूवीपासूनी अजुनी सुरासुर&lt;br /&gt;तुंबळ संगामाला किरती&lt;br /&gt;संपित दानव फार माजती&lt;br /&gt;देवावर झेडा िमरवीती!&lt;br /&gt;देवांचया मदतीस चला तर!&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता Page 30&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; िविचत वीणा - बा . भ . बोरकर&lt;br /&gt;िनळया जळावर कमान काळी कु ठे दुधावर आली शेते&lt;br /&gt;थंडावाची कारं िजशी कु ठे गदर बांबूची बेटे&lt;br /&gt;िजकडे ितकडे गवत बागडे कु ठे िभितचया चढे कडेवर&lt;br /&gt;ती महातारी थरथर कापे सुखासवे होउनी अनावर&lt;br /&gt;तारांमधला पतंग कोठे भुलून गेला गगनमंडला&lt;br /&gt;फणा डोलिवत झोबू पाहे असत-रवीचया कवचकुं डला&lt;br /&gt;उं चवटावर महशी गोठलया तसेच कोठे काजळ काळे&lt;br /&gt;वखर तृपीचा पानोपानी बघून ज़ाले ओले-ओले&lt;br /&gt;कोठे तुटलया लाल कडावर चपळ धीट बकरीची पोरे&lt;br /&gt;एक तयातले लुचे आईला सटीन कानती गोरे गोरे&lt;br /&gt;फु लपाखरी फू ल थवावर कु ठे सांडली कुं कु मिटबे&lt;br /&gt;आरसपानी पाणयावरती तरतया बगळयांची पितिबबे&lt;br /&gt;कु ठे आवळीवरी कावळा मावळतीचा शकू न सांगे&lt;br /&gt;पूवेला राऊळ इंदाचे कोरीव संगमरवरी रं गे&lt;br /&gt;घाटामधये िशरली गाडी अन् रातीचा पडला पडदा&lt;br /&gt;पण िचतांची िविचत वीणा अजून किरते िदडदा िदडदा&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 31&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; गणपत वाणी - बा .सी . मढे क र&lt;br /&gt;गणपत वाणी िबडी िपताना&lt;br /&gt;चावायाचा नुसतीच काडी;&lt;br /&gt;महणायचा अन मनाशीच की&lt;br /&gt;या जागेवर बांिधन माडी;&lt;br /&gt;िमचकावुिन मग उजवा डोळा&lt;br /&gt;आिण उडवुनी डावी िभवयी,&lt;br /&gt;िभरकावुिन ती तशीच धयायचा&lt;br /&gt;लके र बेचव जैसा गवयी.&lt;br /&gt;िग~हाईकाची कदर राखणे;&lt;br /&gt;िजरे , धणे अन धानये गिळत,&lt;br /&gt;खोबरे ल अन तेल ितळीचे&lt;br /&gt;िवकू न बसणे िहशेब कोिळत;&lt;br /&gt;सवपांवरती धूर सांडणे&lt;br /&gt;किचत िबडीचा वा पणतीचा&lt;br /&gt;िमणिमण जळतया; आिण लेटणे&lt;br /&gt;वािचत गाथा शीतुकयाचा.&lt;br /&gt;गोणपटावर िवटकररं गी&lt;br /&gt;सतरं जी अन उशास पोते;&lt;br /&gt;आडोशाला वास तुपाचा;&lt;br /&gt;असे झोपणे मािहत होते.&lt;br /&gt;काडे गणपत वाणयाने जया&lt;br /&gt;हाडांची ही ऐशी के ली&lt;br /&gt;दुकानातलया जमीनीस ती&lt;br /&gt;सदैव रतली आिणक रतली.&lt;br /&gt;काडा गणपत वाणयाने जया&lt;br /&gt;चावुिन चावुिन फे कु न िदधलया,&lt;br /&gt;दुकानांतलया जमीनीस तया&lt;br /&gt;सदैव रतलया आिणक रतलया.&lt;br /&gt;गणपत वाणी िबडी बापडा&lt;br /&gt;िपतांिपतांना मरन गेला;&lt;br /&gt;एक मागता डोळे दोन&lt;br /&gt;देव देतसे जनमांधाला&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 32&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; सहानभूत ी - कु सुम ागज&lt;br /&gt;उभे भवती पासाद गगनभेदी&lt;br /&gt;पथी लोकानची होय दाट गदी&lt;br /&gt;पभािदपानची फ़ु ले अनतराळी&lt;br /&gt;दौलतीची िनत चालते िदवाळी&lt;br /&gt;कोपयारशी गुणगुणत अन अभनग&lt;br /&gt;उभा के वहाचा एक तो अपनग&lt;br /&gt;भोवतीचा अनधार जो िनमाला&lt;br /&gt;हदयी तयाचया जणु जात आशयाला&lt;br /&gt;जीभ झालेली ओरडू नी शोश&lt;br /&gt;चार िदवसानचा तयात ही उपास&lt;br /&gt;नयन िथजले थरथरती हात पाय&lt;br /&gt;रप दैनयाचे उभे मुतर काय ?&lt;br /&gt;कीव यावी पण तयाची कु णाला&lt;br /&gt;जात उपहासुनी पसरलया कराला&lt;br /&gt;तोची येइ कु णी परतूनी मजुर&lt;br /&gt;बघूनी िदना तया उभारनी उर&lt;br /&gt;महणे राहीन दीन एक मी उपाशी&lt;br /&gt;पिर लाभु दे दोन घास तयासी&lt;br /&gt;िखसा ओतुनी तया मुकया ओनजळीत&lt;br /&gt;चालू लागे तो िदन बनधू वाट&lt;br /&gt;आणी धिनकानची वाहने पथात&lt;br /&gt;जात होती ती आपुलया मदात.&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 33&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; आमही कोण ? - के शवसुत&lt;br /&gt;आमही कोण महणूिन काय पुससी? आमही असू लाडके -&lt;br /&gt;देवाचे िदधले असे जग तये आमहांस खेळावया;&lt;br /&gt;िवशी या पितभाबले िवचरतो चोहीकडे लीलया,&lt;br /&gt;िदकालांतुिन आरपार अमुची दृषी पहाया शके&lt;br /&gt;सारे ही बिडवार येिथल पहा! आमहांपुढे ते िफके ;&lt;br /&gt;पािणसपशरच आमुचा शकतसे वसतूपती दावया -&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;सौदयारितशया, अशी वसतसे जादू करांमािज या;&lt;br /&gt;फोले पाखिडता तुमही, िनविडतो ते सतव आमही िनके !&lt;br /&gt;शूनयामािज वसाहती वसिवलया कोणी सुरांचया बरे ?&lt;br /&gt;पृथवीला सुरलोक सामय झटती आणावया कोण ते?&lt;br /&gt;ते आमहीच, सुधा कृ तीमधुिनया जयांचया सदा पाझरे ;&lt;br /&gt;ते आमहीच शरणय, मंगल तुमहां जयांपासुनी लाभते!&lt;br /&gt;आमहांला वगळा - गतपभ झणी होतील तारांगणे;&lt;br /&gt;आमहांला वगळा - िवके ल कवडीमोलावरी हे िजणे!&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 34&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; सागरा पाण तळमळला ! - सवा . िवनायक दामोदर सावरकर&lt;br /&gt;ने मजसी ने परत मातृभूमीला, सागरा पाण तळमळला ! ||धृo||&lt;br /&gt;भूमातेचया चरणतला तूज धूता, मी िनतय पािहला होता ;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;मज वदलासी अनय देिश चल जाउं ; सृिषची िविवधता पाह .&lt;br /&gt;तै जननी हद् िवरहशंिकतिह झाले, पिर तुवां वचन ितज िदधले,&lt;br /&gt;'मागरज सवये मीच पृिष वाहीन. तविर तया परत आणीन !'&lt;br /&gt;िवशसलो या तव वचनी, मी, जगदनुभवयोगे बनुनी,मी,&lt;br /&gt;तव अिधक शक ऊदरली मी, "येईन तवरे " कथुिन सोिडले ितजला,&lt;br /&gt;सागरा, पाण तळमळला ! || १ ||&lt;br /&gt;शुक पंजिर वा हरीण िशरावा पाशी, ही फसगत झाली तैशी !&lt;br /&gt;भूिवरह कसा सतत साहं यापुढती, दश िदशा तमोमय होती,&lt;br /&gt;गुणसुमने मी वेिचयली या भावे, की, ितने सुगंधा घयावे !&lt;br /&gt;जिर उदरणी वय न ितचया हो साचा, हा वथर भार िवदेचा.&lt;br /&gt;ती आमवृक-वतसलता, रे, नव कु सुमयुता तया सुलता, रे ,&lt;br /&gt;तो बालगुलाबिह आतां, रे , फु लबाग मला, हाय! पारखा झाला!&lt;br /&gt;सागरा, पाण तळमळला ! || २ ||&lt;br /&gt;निभ नकते बहत, एक पिर पयारा- मज भरतभूिमचा तारा.&lt;br /&gt;पासाद ईथे भव; परी मज भारी- आईची झोपडी पयारी.&lt;br /&gt;ितजवीण नको राजय, मज िपय साचा- वनवास ितचया जरी विनचा.&lt;br /&gt;भुलिवणे वथर हे आता, रे , बह िजवलग गमते िचता, रे ,&lt;br /&gt;तुज सिरतपते, जी सिरता रे , तिदरहाची शपथ घालतो तुजला&lt;br /&gt;सागरा, पाण तळमळला || ३ ||&lt;br /&gt;या फे निमषे हंसिस,िनदरया,कै सा,कां वचन भंिगसी ऐसा ?&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 35&lt;br /&gt;तवसवािमतवा सांपित जी िमरवीते, िभऊिन कां आंगलभूमीते,&lt;br /&gt;मनमातेला अबल महणुिन फसवीसी ? मज िववासनाते नेसी ?&lt;br /&gt;जिर आगलभूिम भयभीता, रे , अबला न मािझ ही माता, रे ,&lt;br /&gt;किथल हे अगिसतस आतां,रे, जो आंचमनी एक कणी तुज पयाला,&lt;br /&gt;सागरा, पाण तळमळला || ४ ||&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 36&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; लेि झम चाले जोरात - शी शीधर बाळकृ षण रानडे&lt;br /&gt;िदवस सुगीचे सुर जाहले, ओला चारा बैल माजले,&lt;br /&gt;शेतकरी मन पसन जाहले..., छनझुन खळझण िझनखळ िछनझुन,&lt;br /&gt;लेिझम चाले जोरात !&lt;br /&gt;चौघांनी वर पाय ऊचलले, िसहासिन तया ऊभे रािहले,&lt;br /&gt;शािहर दोघे ते डफ वाले..., टपढु म, ढु मढु म, डफ तो बोले..&lt;br /&gt;लेिझम चाले जोरात !&lt;br /&gt;िदवटी फु रफु र कर लागली, पटकयांची वर टोके डू लली,&lt;br /&gt;रांग खेळणया सज जाहली, छनखळ झुणिझन, ढु मढु म पटढु म् ,&lt;br /&gt;लेिझम चाले जोरात !&lt;br /&gt;भरभर डफ तो बोले घुमुनी, लेिझम चाले मंडल धरनी,&lt;br /&gt;बाजुस-मागे, पुढे वाकु नी..., झणछीन खळखळ, िझनखळ िझनखळ,&lt;br /&gt;लेिझम चाले जोरात !&lt;br /&gt;डफ तो बोले-लेिझम चाले, वेळेचे तया भान न ऊरले,&lt;br /&gt;नाद भराने धुंध नाचले..., छनझुन खळझण िझनखळ िछनझुन,&lt;br /&gt;लेिझम गुंगे नादात् !&lt;br /&gt;िसहासन ते डु लु लागले, शािहर वरती नाचू लागले,&lt;br /&gt;गरगर िफरले लेिझमवाले..., छनछन खळखळ, झणझण छनछन,&lt;br /&gt;लेिझम गुंगे नादात् !&lt;br /&gt;िदनभर शेती शमूनी खपले, राती साठी लेझीम चाले,&lt;br /&gt;गवई न लगे, सतारवाले..., छनखळ झुणिझन,रात संपली नादात्&lt;br /&gt;लेिझम चाले जोरात् !&lt;br /&gt;पहाट झाली - तारा थकलया, डफवाला तो चंद ऊतरला,&lt;br /&gt;परी न थकला लेिझम मेळां..., छनखळ झुणिझन, लेिझम खाली...&lt;br /&gt;चला जाऊया शेतात् ! चला जाऊया शेतात् !!&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 37&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; लाभले आमहास भागय बोलतो मराठी - सुरे श भट&lt;br /&gt;लाभले आमहास भागय बोलतो मराठी&lt;br /&gt;जाहलो खरे च धनया एक तो मराठी&lt;br /&gt;धमर, पंथ, जात एक जाणतो मराठी&lt;br /&gt;एवढा जगात माय मानतो मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया मनामानात दंग ते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया रगरगात रं गते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया उरा उरात सपंदाते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया नसानसात नाच ते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया िपलािपलात जनमते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया लहानगयात रांगते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया मुलामुलीत खेळते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया घराघरात वाढते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आमुचया कु ला कु लात नांदते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया फु लाफु लात हासते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया िदशािदशात दाट ते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया नगानगात गजरते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया दरीदरीत िहडते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया वनावनात गुंजते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया तरलतात साजते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया कळीकळीत लाजते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया नभामधून वषरते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया िपकांमधून डोलते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया नदांमधून वाहते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;येथलया चराचरात राहते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;पाहणे जरी असंखय पोसते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;आपुलया घरात हाल सोसते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;हे असे िकतीक 'खेळ' पाहते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;शेवटी मदांध तखत फोडते मराठी&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 38&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; मधुघ ट - भा . रा . तांब े&lt;br /&gt;मधु मागिश माझया सखया परी,&lt;br /&gt;मधुघटिच िरकामे पडती घरी&lt;br /&gt;आजवरी कमळाचया दोणी&lt;br /&gt;मधु पजीला तुला भरोिन,&lt;br /&gt;सेवा िह पुवीची समरोनी,&lt;br /&gt;करी रोष न सखया, दया करी&lt;br /&gt;नैवेदाची एकच वाटी&lt;br /&gt;अतां दुधािच माझया गाठी,&lt;br /&gt;देवपुजेसतव ही कोरांटी&lt;br /&gt;बाळगी अंगणी किश तरी&lt;br /&gt;तरण-तरणीची सलज कु जबुज&lt;br /&gt;वृक-झयारचे गुढ मधुर गुज,&lt;br /&gt;संसाराचे ममर हवे तुज,&lt;br /&gt;मधु िपळणया परी रे बळ न करी&lt;br /&gt;ढळला रे ढळला िदन सखया&lt;br /&gt;संधयाछाया िभविवती हदया,&lt;br /&gt;अतां मधुचे नांव कासया?&lt;br /&gt;लागले नेत रे पैलतीरी&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 39&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; नको नको रे पावसा ...!! - इं िदरा संत&lt;br /&gt;नको नको रे पावसा&lt;br /&gt;असा अवेळी िधगाणा&lt;br /&gt;घर माझे चंदमौळी&lt;br /&gt;आिण दारात सायली;&lt;br /&gt;नको नाचूं तडातडा&lt;br /&gt;असा कौलारावरन,&lt;br /&gt;तांबे सतेलीपातेली&lt;br /&gt;आणू भांडी मी कोठू न?&lt;br /&gt;नको कर झोबाझोबी&lt;br /&gt;माझी नाजूक वेलण,&lt;br /&gt;नको टाकू फु लमाळ&lt;br /&gt;अशी मातीत लोटू न;&lt;br /&gt;आडदांडा नको येउं&lt;br /&gt;झेपावत दारांतून,&lt;br /&gt;माझे नेसूचे जुनेर&lt;br /&gt;नको टांकू िभजवून;&lt;br /&gt;िकती सोसले मी तुझे&lt;br /&gt;माझे एवढे ऐक ना,&lt;br /&gt;वाटेवरी माझा सखा&lt;br /&gt;तयाला माघारी आण ना;&lt;br /&gt;वेशीपुढे आठ कोस&lt;br /&gt;जा रे आडवा धावत,&lt;br /&gt;िवजेबा, कडाडू न&lt;br /&gt;मागे िफरव पंथसथ;&lt;br /&gt;आिण पावसा राजसा&lt;br /&gt;नीट आण सांभाळू न,&lt;br /&gt;घाल िकतीही िधगाणा&lt;br /&gt;मग मुळी न बोलेन;&lt;br /&gt;िपतळे ची लोटीवाटी&lt;br /&gt;तुझयासाठी मी मांडीन,&lt;br /&gt;माझया सखयाचया डोळयांत&lt;br /&gt;तुझया िवजेला पूजीन;&lt;br /&gt;नको नको रे पावसा&lt;br /&gt;असा अवेळी िधगाणा&lt;br /&gt;घर माझे चंदमौळी&lt;br /&gt;आिण दारात सायली....&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 40&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता Page 41&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; िकती तरी िदवसांत - बा . सी . मढे क र&lt;br /&gt;िकती तरी िदवसांत&lt;br /&gt;नाही चांदणयात गेलो&lt;br /&gt;िकती तरी िदवसांत&lt;br /&gt;नाही नदीत डु ंबलो&lt;br /&gt;खुलया चांदणयाची ओढ&lt;br /&gt;आहे माझी ही जुनीच&lt;br /&gt;आिण वाहतया पाणयाची&lt;br /&gt;शीळ ओळखीची तीच.&lt;br /&gt;के वहा तरी चांदणयात&lt;br /&gt;पुनहा जाऊन िनभरय&lt;br /&gt;गावाकडचया नदीत&lt;br /&gt;होऊन मी जलमय.&lt;br /&gt;आज अंतरात भीती&lt;br /&gt;खुलया चांदणयाची थोडी&lt;br /&gt;आिण नदीचा पवाह&lt;br /&gt;अंगावर काटा काढी.&lt;br /&gt;बरा महणून हा इथे&lt;br /&gt;िदवा पारवा पा-याचा&lt;br /&gt;बरी तोतया नळाची&lt;br /&gt;िशरी धार मुखी ऋचा&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 42&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; दे ण ा -याने दे त जावे - िवदा करं दीकर&lt;br /&gt;देणा-याने देत जावे&lt;br /&gt;घेणा-याने घेत जावे&lt;br /&gt;िहरवा िपवळया माळावरनी&lt;br /&gt;सहादीचया कडावरनी&lt;br /&gt;छातीसाठी ढाल घयावी&lt;br /&gt;वेडािपशा ढगाकडू न&lt;br /&gt;वेडेिपसे आकार घयावे&lt;br /&gt;रकामधलया पशासाठी&lt;br /&gt;पृथवीकडू न होकार घयावे&lt;br /&gt;उसळलेलया दयारकडू न&lt;br /&gt;िपसाळलेली आयाळ घयावी&lt;br /&gt;भरलेलया िभमेकडू न&lt;br /&gt;तुकोबाची माळ घयावी&lt;br /&gt;देणा-याने देत जावे&lt;br /&gt;घेणा-याने घेत जावे&lt;br /&gt;घेता घेता एक िदवस&lt;br /&gt;देणा-याचे हात घयावे.&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 43&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; पृथ वीचे पेम गीत - कु सुम ागज&lt;br /&gt;युगामागुनी चालली रे युगे ही&lt;br /&gt;करावी िकती भासकरा वंचना&lt;br /&gt;िकती काळ ककेत धावू तुझया मी&lt;br /&gt;िकतीदा कर पीतीची याचना&lt;br /&gt;नवहाळीतले ना उमाळे उसासे&lt;br /&gt;न ती आग अंगात आता उरे&lt;br /&gt;िवझोनी आता यौवनाचया मशाली&lt;br /&gt;ऊरी राहीले काजळी कोपरे&lt;br /&gt;परी अंतरी पीतीची जयोत जागे&lt;br /&gt;अिवशांत राहील अन् जागती&lt;br /&gt;न जाणे न येणे कु ठे चालले मी&lt;br /&gt;कळे तू पुढे आिण मी मागुती&lt;br /&gt;िदमाखात तारे नटोनी थटोनी&lt;br /&gt;िशरी टािकती िदव उलकाफु ले&lt;br /&gt;परंतु तुझया मूतीवाचून देवा&lt;br /&gt;मला वाटते िवश अंधारले&lt;br /&gt;तुवा सांडलेले कु ठे अंतराळात&lt;br /&gt;वेचूिनया िदव तेजःकण&lt;br /&gt;मला मोहवाया बघे हा सुधांशू&lt;br /&gt;तपाचार सवीकारनी दारण&lt;br /&gt;िनराशेत सनयसथ होऊन बैसे&lt;br /&gt;ऋषीचया कु ळी उतरे ला धृव&lt;br /&gt;िपसाटापरी के स िपजारनी हा&lt;br /&gt;करी धूमके तू कधी आजरव&lt;br /&gt;िपसारा पभेचा उभारन दारी&lt;br /&gt;पहाटे उभा शुक हा पेमळ&lt;br /&gt;करी पीतीची याचना लाजुनी&lt;br /&gt;लाल होऊिनया लाजरा मंगळ&lt;br /&gt;परी िदव ते तेज पाहन पूजन&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ू&lt;br /&gt;घेऊ गळयाशी कसे काजवे&lt;br /&gt;नको कूद शृंगार तो दुबरळांचा&lt;br /&gt;तुझी दूरता तयाहनी साहवे&lt;br /&gt;तळी जागणारा िनखारा उफाळू न&lt;br /&gt;येतो कधी आठवाने वर&lt;br /&gt;शहारन येते कधी अंग तूझया&lt;br /&gt;समृतीने उले अन् सले अंतर&lt;br /&gt;गमे की तुझया रद रपात जावे&lt;br /&gt;िमळोनी गळा घालुनीया गळा&lt;br /&gt;तुझया लाल ओठातली आग पयावी&lt;br /&gt;िमठीने तुझया तीव वहावा कळा&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 44&lt;br /&gt;अमयारद िमता तुझी थोरवी अन्&lt;br /&gt;मला जात मी एक धुिलःकण&lt;br /&gt;अलंकारणयाला परी पाय तूझे&lt;br /&gt;धुळीचेच आहे मला भूषण&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता Page 45&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; घरटा - बालकवी&lt;br /&gt;िचव िचव िचव रे&lt;br /&gt;ितकडे तू कोण रे ?&lt;br /&gt;किपलामावशी किपलामावशी&lt;br /&gt;घरटा मोडू न तू का जाशी ?&lt;br /&gt;नाही गं बाई मुळीच नाही&lt;br /&gt;मऊ गवत देईन तुशी&lt;br /&gt;कोबडीताई कोबडीताई&lt;br /&gt;माझा घरटा पािहलास बाई ?&lt;br /&gt;नाही गं बाई मुळीच नाही&lt;br /&gt;तुझा माझा संबंध काही&lt;br /&gt;कावळे दादा कावळे दादा&lt;br /&gt;माझा घरटा नेलास बाबा ?&lt;br /&gt;नाही गं बाई िचमणुताई&lt;br /&gt;तुझा घरटा कोण नेई ?&lt;br /&gt;आता बाई पाह कु ठे ?&lt;br /&gt;जाऊ कु ठे ? राह कु ठे ?&lt;br /&gt;गरीब िबचाऱया िचमणीला&lt;br /&gt;सगळे टपले छळणयाला&lt;br /&gt;िचमणीला मग पोपट बोले&lt;br /&gt;का गं तुझे डोळे ओले?&lt;br /&gt;काय सांगू बाबा तुला&lt;br /&gt;घरटा माझा कोणी नेला&lt;br /&gt;िचऊताई िचऊताई&lt;br /&gt;माझया घरटात येतस बाई ?े&lt;br /&gt;िपजरा िकती छान माझा&lt;br /&gt;सगळा शीण जाईल तुझा&lt;br /&gt;जळो तुझा िपजरा मेला&lt;br /&gt;तयाचे नाव नको मला&lt;br /&gt;राहीन मी घरटािवना&lt;br /&gt;िचमणी उडू न गेली राना&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 46&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; या नभाने या भुई ला दान दावे - ना . धो . महानोर&lt;br /&gt;या नभाने या भुईला दान दावे&lt;br /&gt;आिण या मातीतून चैतनय गावे&lt;br /&gt;कोणती पुणये अशी येती फळाला&lt;br /&gt;जोधळयाला चांदणे लगडू न जावे&lt;br /&gt;या नभाने या भुईला दान दावे&lt;br /&gt;आिण माझया पापणीला पूर यावे&lt;br /&gt;पाहता सुगंध कांती सांडलेली&lt;br /&gt;पाखरांशी खेळ मी मांडून गावे&lt;br /&gt;गुंतलेले पाण या रानात माझे&lt;br /&gt;फाटकी ही झोपडी काळीज माझे&lt;br /&gt;मी असा आनंदन बेहोष होता&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;शबदगंधे तू मला वाहन घयावे&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 47&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; अरे , संस ार संस ार - बिहणाबाई चौधरी&lt;br /&gt;अरे , संसार संसार, जसा तवा चुलहावर&lt;br /&gt;आधी हाताला चटके तंवहा िमळते भाकर !&lt;br /&gt;अरे , संसार संसार, खोटा कधी महनू नही&lt;br /&gt;राउळाचया कयसाले, लोटा कधी महनू नही&lt;br /&gt;अरे , संसार संसार, नही रडनं, कु ढनं&lt;br /&gt;येडा, गयांतला हार, महनू नको रे लोढनं !&lt;br /&gt;अरे , संसार संसार, खीरा येलावरचा तोड&lt;br /&gt;एक तोडामधी कडू , बाकी अवघा लागे गोड&lt;br /&gt;अरे , संसार संसार, महनू नको रे भीलावा&lt;br /&gt;तयाले गोड भीमफू ल, मधी गोडंबयाचा ठे वा&lt;br /&gt;देखा संसार संसार, शेग वरतून काटे&lt;br /&gt;अरे , वरतून काटे, मधी िचके सागरगोटे&lt;br /&gt;ऐका, संसार संसार, दोनही जीवांचा इचार&lt;br /&gt;देतो सुखाले नकार, अन्‌ दुःखाले होकार&lt;br /&gt;देखा, संसार संसार, दोन जीवांचा सुधार&lt;br /&gt;कदी नगद उधार, सुखदुःखाचा बेपार !&lt;br /&gt;अरे , संसार संसार, असा मोठा जादूगार&lt;br /&gt;माझया जीवाचा मंतर, तयाचयावरती मदार&lt;br /&gt;असा, संसार संसार, आधी देवाचा ईसार&lt;br /&gt;माझया देवाचा जोजार, मग जीवाचा आधार !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 48&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; उगवले नारायण - बिहणाबाई चौधरी&lt;br /&gt;उगवले नारायण, उगवले गगनांत&lt;br /&gt;पभा सोनीयाची फांके उनहे आली अंगणात ll १ ll&lt;br /&gt;उनहे आली अंगणात, उनहे आली ओटीवर&lt;br /&gt;सोनपावलांनी देवा, उजळले माझे घर ll २ ll&lt;br /&gt;उजळले माझे घर, झळाळले ग, कळस&lt;br /&gt;डु लुं लागे आनंदाने वृंदावनीची तुळस ll ३ ll&lt;br /&gt;वृंदावनीची तुळस, िदसे िहरवी अंिजरी&lt;br /&gt;वािरयाचया झुळुिकने हंसे मंिजरी मंिजरी ll ४ ll&lt;br /&gt;हंसे मंिजरी मंिजरी, पाजकाचया पावलाशी&lt;br /&gt;सडा फु लांचा घालतो, मोती-पोवळयाचया राशी ll ५ ll&lt;br /&gt;मोती-पोवळयाचया राशी, वैभवाला नाही अंत&lt;br /&gt;सुख वेिचते संसारी, माउली मी भागयवंत ll ६ ll&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 49&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; बाळ , चालला रणा - पदमा गोळे&lt;br /&gt;बाळ, चाललासे रणा&lt;br /&gt;घरा बांिधते तोरण,&lt;br /&gt;पंचपाणांचया जयोतीनी&lt;br /&gt;तुज किरते औकण.&lt;br /&gt;याच िवकमी बाहंनी&lt;br /&gt;सवतंतता राखायची,&lt;br /&gt;खांदावरी या िवसावे&lt;br /&gt;शांती उदाचया जगाची.&lt;br /&gt;महणूिनया माझया डोळा&lt;br /&gt;नाही थेबही दुःखाचा,&lt;br /&gt;मीही महाराष् कनया&lt;br /&gt;धमर जाणते िवरांचा.&lt;br /&gt;नाही एकही हंदका&lt;br /&gt;मुखावाटे काढणार,&lt;br /&gt;मीच लावुनी ठे िवली&lt;br /&gt;तुझया तलवारीस धार.&lt;br /&gt;अशुभाची सावलीही&lt;br /&gt;नाही पडणार येथे&lt;br /&gt;अरे मीही सांगते ना&lt;br /&gt;जीजा लकमीशी नाते.&lt;br /&gt;तुझया शसांना, असांना&lt;br /&gt;शकी देईल भवानी,&lt;br /&gt;िशवरायांचे सवरप&lt;br /&gt;आठवावे रणांगणी.&lt;br /&gt;घनय करी माझी कू स&lt;br /&gt;येई िवजयी होऊन,&lt;br /&gt;पुनहा मािझया हाताने&lt;br /&gt;दूधभात भरवीन.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; अनामवीरा - कु सुम ागज&lt;br /&gt;अनामवीरा, िजथे जाहला तुझा जीवनानत&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 50&lt;br /&gt;सतंभ ितथे ना कु णी बांधला, पेटली ना वात&lt;br /&gt;धगधगता समराचया जवाला या देशासाठी&lt;br /&gt;जळावयासतव संसारातून उठोिनया जाशी&lt;br /&gt;मूकपणाने तमी लोपती संधयेचया रे षा&lt;br /&gt;मरणामधये िवलीन होसी, ना भय ना आशा&lt;br /&gt;जनभकीचे तुझयावरी नच उधाणले भाव&lt;br /&gt;िरयासतीवर नसे नोदले कु णी तुझे नाव&lt;br /&gt;जरी न गातील भाट डफावर तुझे यशोगान&lt;br /&gt;सफल जाहले तुझेच हे रे तुझे बिलदान&lt;br /&gt;काळोखातूनी िवजयाचा हे पहाटचा तारा&lt;br /&gt;पणाम माझा पिहला तुजला मृतयूंजय वीरा&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता Page 51&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; उतुंग आमुच ी उतर सीमा इं च इं च लढवू - वसंत बापट&lt;br /&gt;उतुंग आमुची उतर सीमा इं च इं च लढवू&lt;br /&gt;अिभमान धर, बिलदान कर, धवज उं च उं च चढवू&lt;br /&gt;परकयांचा येता हलला, पतयेक घर बने िकलला&lt;br /&gt;हे कोिट कोिट भुजदंड, होतील इथे धवजदंड&lt;br /&gt;छातीची करनी ढाल, लाल या संिगनीस िभडवू&lt;br /&gt;बलवंत उभा िहमवंत, किर हैवानाचा अंत&lt;br /&gt;हा धवलिगरी हा नंगा, हा ितशूळ कांचनगंगा&lt;br /&gt;जिर झुंड पुंड शतूंची आली, िखड िखड लढवू&lt;br /&gt;जिर हजार अमुचया जाती, संकटामधये िवरघळती&lt;br /&gt;परचक येतसे जेवहा, चौदांची एकच िजवहा&lt;br /&gt;मग पक, पंथ जिर लक आमुचे, सागरात बुडवू&lt;br /&gt;राषाचा दृढ िनधारर, कर पाणपणे पितकार&lt;br /&gt;हा नसानसांितल रक, जाळील आसुरी तखत&lt;br /&gt;आमही न कु णाचे दास, नवा इितहास पुनहा घडवू&lt;br /&gt;अनयाय घडो शेजारी, की दुिनयेचया बाजारी&lt;br /&gt;धावून ितथेही जाऊ, सवातंतय-मंत हा गाऊ&lt;br /&gt;सवातंतय, बंधुता, समता यांचा घोष सदा घुमवू&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 52&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; खरा तो एकची धमर - साने गुर जी&lt;br /&gt;खरा तो एकची धमर,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;जगी जे हीन अितपितत,&lt;br /&gt;जगी जे दीन पददिलत&lt;br /&gt;तया जाऊन उठवावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;जयांना कोणी ना जगती&lt;br /&gt;सदा ते अंतरी रडती&lt;br /&gt;तया जाऊन सुखवावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;समसतां धीर तो दावा,&lt;br /&gt;सुखाचा शबद बोलावा&lt;br /&gt;अनाथा साह ते दावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;सदा जे आतर अितिवकल,&lt;br /&gt;जयांना गांजती सकल&lt;br /&gt;तया जाऊन हसवावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;कु णा ना वथर िशणवावे,&lt;br /&gt;कु णा ना वथर िहणवावे&lt;br /&gt;समसतां बंधु मानावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;पभूची लेकरे सारी&lt;br /&gt;तयाला सवरही पयारी&lt;br /&gt;कु णा ना तुचछ लेखावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;असे जे आपणापाशी,&lt;br /&gt;असे जे िवत वा िवदा&lt;br /&gt;सदा ते देतची जावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;भरावा मोद िवशात&lt;br /&gt;असावे सौखय जगतात&lt;br /&gt;सदा हे धयेय पूजावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;असे हे सार धमारचे&lt;br /&gt;असे हे सार सतयाचे&lt;br /&gt;पराथी पाणही दावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;जयाला धमर तो पयारा,&lt;br /&gt;जयाला देव तो पयारा&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 53&lt;br /&gt;तयाने पेममय वहावे,&lt;br /&gt;जगाला पेम अपारवे&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता Page 54&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; घाल घाल िपगा वाऱया - कृ . ब . िनकुं ब&lt;br /&gt;घाल घाल िपगा वाऱया, माझया परसात&lt;br /&gt;माहेरी जा, सुवासाची कर बरसात !&lt;br /&gt;"सुखी आहे पोर"- सांग आईचया कानात&lt;br /&gt;"आई, भाऊसाठी परी मन खंतावतं !&lt;br /&gt;िवसरली का ग, भादवात वसर झालं,&lt;br /&gt;माहेरीचया सुखाला ग, मन आचवलं.&lt;br /&gt;िफरन-िफरन सय येई, जीव वेडावतो&lt;br /&gt;चंदकळे चा ग, शेव, ओलािचब होतो.&lt;br /&gt;काळया किपलेची नंदा खोडकर फार,&lt;br /&gt;हंगहंगुिनया करी कशी ग, बेजार !&lt;br /&gt;परसात पािरजातकाचा सडा पडे,&lt;br /&gt;कधी फु लं वेचायला नेशील तू गडे ?&lt;br /&gt;किपलेचया दुधावर मऊ दाट साय&lt;br /&gt;माया माझयावर दाट जशी तुझी, माय ... !"&lt;br /&gt;आले भरन डोळे पुनहा गळा िन दाटला&lt;br /&gt;माउलीचया भेटीसाठी जीव वाकू ळला !&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 55&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; दे व ाचे घर - ग . िद . माडगूळ कर&lt;br /&gt;इवलया इवलयाशा, िटकलया-िटकलयांचे&lt;br /&gt;देवाचे घर बाइ, उं चावरी&lt;br /&gt;ऐक मजा तर ऐक खरी&lt;br /&gt;िनळी िनळी वाट, िनळे िनळे घाट&lt;br /&gt;िनळया िनळया पाणयाचे झुळझुळ पाट&lt;br /&gt;िनळया िनळया डोगरात िनळी िनळी दरी&lt;br /&gt;चांदीचया झाडांना सोनयाची पाने&lt;br /&gt;सोनेरी मैनेचे सोनेरी गाणे&lt;br /&gt;सोनयाची के ळी, सोनयाचा पेर&lt;br /&gt;सोनेरी आंबयाला सोनयाची कै री&lt;br /&gt;देवाचया घरात गुलाबाची लादी&lt;br /&gt;मऊ मऊ ढगांची अंथरली गादी&lt;br /&gt;चांदणयांची हंडी, चांदणयांची भांडी&lt;br /&gt;चांदोबाचा िदवा मोठा लावला वरी&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 56&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; आई ' महणोनी कोणी , आईस हाक मारी - यशवंत&lt;br /&gt;आई' महणोनी कोणी, आईस हाक मारी&lt;br /&gt;ती हाक येई कानी, मज होय शोकारी&lt;br /&gt;नोहेच हाक माते, मारी कु णी कु ठारी&lt;br /&gt;आई कु णा महणू मी, आई घरी न दारी&lt;br /&gt;ही नयूनता सुखाची, िचती सदा िवदारी&lt;br /&gt;सवामी तीनही जगाचा आईिवना िभकारी ---&lt;br /&gt;चारा मुखी िपललानचया, िचमनी हलूच देई&lt;br /&gt;गोठात वासाना , या चाटतात गाई&lt;br /&gt;वातसलय हे पशुंच,मी रोज रोज पाही&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;पाहन अंतरातमा, वाकु ळ मात होई&lt;br /&gt;वातसलय माउलीचे, आमहा जगात नाही&lt;br /&gt;दुभारगय यािवना का, आमहास नाही आई ........&lt;br /&gt;शालेतुनी घराला, येता धरील पोटी&lt;br /&gt;काढू न ठे वलेला, घालील घांस ओठी&lt;br /&gt;उषटा तशा मुखाचया, धावेल चुंबना ती&lt;br /&gt;कोण तुझयािवना गे, का या करील गोषी&lt;br /&gt;तुझयािवना गे कोणी, लावील सांजवाती&lt;br /&gt;सांगेल ना महणाया, आमहा 'शुभं करोती'.........&lt;br /&gt;ताइस या कशाची, जाणीव नाही काही&lt;br /&gt;तया सान बािलके ला, समजे न यात काही&lt;br /&gt;पाणी ततारना , नेतात बावरे ही&lt;br /&gt;ऐकु नी घे परंतु आमहास नाही आई&lt;br /&gt;सांगे तसे मुलीना आमहास नाही आई&lt;br /&gt;ते बोल येत कानी, आमहास नाही आई ................&lt;br /&gt;आई, तुझयाच ठाई, सामथयर नंिदनीचे&lt;br /&gt;माहेर मंगलाचे, अदैत तापसांचे&lt;br /&gt;गांभीयर सागराचे, औदायर या धेचे&lt;br /&gt;नेतात तेज नाचे , तया शांत चंिदके चे&lt;br /&gt;वासतव या गुणांच, आई तुझयात साचे...............&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;गुंफुनी पूवरजांचया, मी गाइले गुणांला&lt;br /&gt;सायार सभाजनांनी , या वािनले कृ तीला&lt;br /&gt;आई, करावा तू नाहीस कौतुकाला&lt;br /&gt;या नयुनतेमुले ही, मज तयाजय ही पुषपमाला&lt;br /&gt;पंचारती जनांची, ना तोषवी मनाला&lt;br /&gt;पाही जीव बालकाचा, तव कॉतुका भुकेला..........&lt;br /&gt;येशील तू घराला, परतून के धवा गे&lt;br /&gt;दवडू नको घडीला, ये ये िनघून वेगे&lt;br /&gt;हे गुंतले जीवाचे, पायी तुझयाच धागे&lt;br /&gt;कतरव माउलीचे, करणयास येई वेगे&lt;br /&gt;रसणार मी न आता, जरी बोलशील रागे&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 57&lt;br /&gt;ये रागावाही पी येई येई वेगे.................&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 58&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; रदास आवाहन - भा . रा . तांब े&lt;br /&gt;डु मडु मत डमर ये, खणखणत शूल ये,&lt;br /&gt;शंख फुं कत ये, येई रदा!&lt;br /&gt;पलयघनभैरवा, करीत ककर श खा&lt;br /&gt;कू र िवकाळ घे कु धद मुदा !&lt;br /&gt;कडकडा फोड नभ, उडव उडु मिकका,&lt;br /&gt;खडबडिव िदगगजां, तुडव रिवमािलका,&lt;br /&gt;मांड वादळ, उधळ िगरी जशी मृितका&lt;br /&gt;खवळवी चहंकडे या समुदां !&lt;br /&gt;पाड िसहासने दुष ही पालथी,&lt;br /&gt;ओढ हतीवरनी मत नृप खालती,&lt;br /&gt;मुकुट रंकास दे, करटी भूपापती,&lt;br /&gt;झाड खटखट तुझे खडग कुदां !&lt;br /&gt;जळ तडागं सडे, बुडबुडे, तडतडे&lt;br /&gt;"शांित ही!" बापुडे बडबडित जन-कीडे !&lt;br /&gt;धडधडा फोड तट! रद ये चहंकडे,&lt;br /&gt;धगधिगत अिगमंिध उजळ भदा !&lt;br /&gt;पूवी नरिसह तूं पगटु नी फािडले&lt;br /&gt;दुष जयी अनय गृही दरवडे पािडले,&lt;br /&gt;बनुिन नृप, तापुनी चंड, जन नािडले&lt;br /&gt;दे जयांचे तयां वीरभदा!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 59&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; कोठु िन येत े मला कळे ना - बालकवी&lt;br /&gt;कोठु िन येते मला कळे ना&lt;br /&gt;उदासीनता ही हदयाला&lt;br /&gt;काय बोचते ते समजेना&lt;br /&gt;हदयाचया अंतहरदयाला ।।&lt;br /&gt;येथे नाही तेथे नाही,&lt;br /&gt;काय पािहजे िमळावयाला?&lt;br /&gt;कु णीकडे हा झुकतो वारा?&lt;br /&gt;हाका मारी जीव कु णाला?&lt;br /&gt;मुकया मनाचे मुके बोल हे&lt;br /&gt;घरे पािडती पण हदयाला&lt;br /&gt;तीव वेदना किरती, पिर ती&lt;br /&gt;िदव औषधी कसली तयाला !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 60&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; िनझरर ास - बालकवी&lt;br /&gt;िगिरिशखरे , वनमालाही&lt;br /&gt;कडावरिन घेऊन उडा&lt;br /&gt;घे लोळण खडकावरती,&lt;br /&gt;जा हळु हळु वळसे घेत&lt;br /&gt;पाचूंची िहरवी राने&lt;br /&gt;वसंतमंडप-वनराई&lt;br /&gt;शमलासी खेळुिन खेळ&lt;br /&gt;ही पुढिच िपवळी शेते&lt;br /&gt;झोप कोठु नी तुला तरी,&lt;br /&gt;बालझरा तू बालगुणी&lt;br /&gt;दरीदरी घुमिवत येई!&lt;br /&gt;खेळ लतावलयी फु गडा.&lt;br /&gt;िफर गरगर अंगाभवती;&lt;br /&gt;लपत-छपत िहरवाळीत;&lt;br /&gt;झुलव गडे, झुळझुळ गाने!&lt;br /&gt;आंबयाची पुढती येई.&lt;br /&gt;नीज सुखे कणभर बाळ !&lt;br /&gt;सळसळती गाती गीते;&lt;br /&gt;हांस लाडकया! नाच करी.&lt;br /&gt;बालयिच रे! भिरसी भुवनी&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 61&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; सांग मला रे सांग मला - ग . िद . माडगूळ कर&lt;br /&gt;सांग मला रे सांग मला&lt;br /&gt;आई आणखी बाबा यातुन, कोण आवडे अिधक तुला ?&lt;br /&gt;आई िदसते गोिजरवाणी, आई गाते सुंदर गाणी&lt;br /&gt;तऱहेतऱहेचे खाऊ येती, बनवायाला सहज ितला !&lt;br /&gt;आई आवडे अिधक मला !&lt;br /&gt;गोिजरवाणी िदसते आई, परं तु िभती भागुबाई&lt;br /&gt;शिकवान िकती असती बाबा थपपड देती गुरखयाला !&lt;br /&gt;आवडती रे विडल मला !&lt;br /&gt;घरात करते खाऊ आई, घरातलयाला गंमत नाही&lt;br /&gt;िचगम अन्‌ चॉकलेट तर, बाबा घेती रसतयाला !&lt;br /&gt;आवडती रे विडल मला !&lt;br /&gt;कु शीत घेता राती आई थंडी, वारा लागत नाही&lt;br /&gt;मऊ सायीचे हात आईचे सुगंध ितिचया पापयाला !&lt;br /&gt;आई आवडे अिधक मला !&lt;br /&gt;िनजता संगे बाबांजवळी भुत-राकसे पळती सगळी&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;िमशा िचमुकलया करती गुदगुलया तयांचया अपुलया गालाला !&lt;br /&gt;आवडती रे विडल मला !&lt;br /&gt;आई सुंदर कपडे िशवते, पावडर, ितटी तीच लावते&lt;br /&gt;तीच सजिवते सदा मुलीना िरबीन बांधुन वेणीला !&lt;br /&gt;आई आवडे अिधक मला !&lt;br /&gt;तया िरिबनीला पैसे पडती ते तर बाबा िमळवुिन आणती&lt;br /&gt;कु णी न देती पैसा-िदडकी घरात बसलया आईला !&lt;br /&gt;आवडती रे विडल मला !&lt;br /&gt;बाई महणती माय पुजावी, माणुस ती ना असते देवी&lt;br /&gt;रोज सकाळी नमन करावे हात लावूनी पायाला !&lt;br /&gt;आई आवडे अिधक मला !&lt;br /&gt;बाबांचा कम वरती राही, तयांचया पाया पडते आई !&lt;br /&gt;बाबा येता िभऊनी जाई सावरते ती पदराला !&lt;br /&gt;आवडती रे विडल मला !&lt;br /&gt;धडा शीक रे तू बैलोबा, आईहनही मोठे बाबा&lt;br /&gt;महणून आया तयार होती, बाबांसंगे लगाला !&lt;br /&gt;आवडती रे विडल मला !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 62&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; आली बघ गाई गाई - इं िदरा संत&lt;br /&gt;आली बघ गाई गाई शेजारचया अंगणात&lt;br /&gt;फु ललासे िनिशगंध, घोटळली ताटवांत&lt;br /&gt;आली बघ गाई गाई, चांदणयांचे पायी चाळ&lt;br /&gt;लािवले का अवधान ऐकावया तयांचा ताल ?&lt;br /&gt;आली बघ गाई गाई, लावी करांगुली गाली&lt;br /&gt;महणुन का हसलीस, उमटली गोड खळी&lt;br /&gt;आली बघ गाई गाई, लोचनांचे घेई पापे&lt;br /&gt;महणून का भारावले, डोळे माझया लाडकीचे ?&lt;br /&gt;आली बघ गाई गाई किढतसे लांब झोका&lt;br /&gt;दमलीस खेळूिनया, झाक मोितयांचया िशपा&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 63&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; दे व ाचे घर - ग . िद . माडगूळ कर&lt;br /&gt;इवलया इवलयाशा, िटकलया-िटकलयांचे&lt;br /&gt;देवाचे घर बाइ, उं चावरी&lt;br /&gt;ऐक मजा तर ऐक खरी&lt;br /&gt;िनळी िनळी वाट, िनळे िनळे घाट&lt;br /&gt;िनळया िनळया पाणयाचे झुळझुळ पाट&lt;br /&gt;िनळया िनळया डोगरात िनळी िनळी दरी&lt;br /&gt;चांदीचया झाडांना सोनयाची पाने&lt;br /&gt;सोनेरी मैनेचे सोनेरी गाणे&lt;br /&gt;सोनयाची के ळी, सोनयाचा पेर&lt;br /&gt;सोनेरी आंबयाला सोनयाची कै री&lt;br /&gt;देवाचया घरात गुलाबाची लादी&lt;br /&gt;मऊ मऊ ढगांची अंथरली गादी&lt;br /&gt;चांदणयांची हंडी, चांदणयांची भांडी&lt;br /&gt;चांदोबाचा िदवा मोठा लावला वरी&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 64&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; माझया छकु लीचे डोळे - िव . िभ . कोलते&lt;br /&gt;माझया छकु िलचे डोळे , दुधया कवडीचे डाव&lt;br /&gt;बाई! कमळ कमळ, गोड िचडीचं ग नांव!&lt;br /&gt;जरी बोलते ही मैना, माझी अजून बोबडे&lt;br /&gt;मला लागती ते बाई, खडीसाखरे चे खडे!&lt;br /&gt;सवर जगाचं कौतुक, िहचया झांकलया मुठीत&lt;br /&gt;कु ठे ठे वूं ही साळु नकी, माझया डोळयाचया िपजर‌यात&lt;br /&gt;कसे हांसले ग खुदकु न, माझया बाईचे हे ओठ&lt;br /&gt;नजर होईल कोणाची, लावुं दा ग गालबोट!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 65&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; शतकानंत र आज पािहली - वसंत बापट&lt;br /&gt;शतकानंतर आज पािहली पिहली रमय पहाट&lt;br /&gt;मेघ िवतळले गगन िनवळले&lt;br /&gt;िकितजावर नव रं ग उसळले&lt;br /&gt;पितिबिबत ते हो‌उिन उठले.. भारतभूिमललाट&lt;br /&gt;आजवरीचया अंधारात&lt;br /&gt;अनंत झाले उलकापात&lt;br /&gt;एकवटोनी तेज तयांचे ितिमर सरे घनदाट&lt;br /&gt;फिकरांनी शत यज मांिडले&lt;br /&gt;वेदीवरती रक सांडले&lt;br /&gt;तया रकाची िकितजावर ये.. आरण मंगल लाट&lt;br /&gt;दीप पेटवुिन घरदारांचे&lt;br /&gt;पूजन के ले सवातंतयाचे&lt;br /&gt;तया जयोतीचे तेज िमसळु नी... झाले आज िवराट&lt;br /&gt;पुरेत अशू, दुबळे कं दन&lt;br /&gt;भावपूणर कर िवनम वंदन&lt;br /&gt;नव अरणाचे होऊ आमही.. पितभाशाली भाट&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 66&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; पारवा - बालकवी&lt;br /&gt;िभत खचली कलथून खांब गेला&lt;br /&gt;जुनी पडकी उदधवसत धमरशाला&lt;br /&gt;ितचया कौलारी बसुनी पारवा तो&lt;br /&gt;िखन नीरस एकांतगीत गातो&lt;br /&gt;सूयर मधयानही उभा राहे&lt;br /&gt;घार मंडळ तयाभवती घालताहे&lt;br /&gt;पकी पानांचया शांत सावलयांत&lt;br /&gt;सुखे साखरझोपेत पेगतात.&lt;br /&gt;तुला नाही पिर हौस उडायाची&lt;br /&gt;गोड िहरवा झुबकयात दडायाची&lt;br /&gt;उषण झळया बाहेर तापतात&lt;br /&gt;गीतिनदा तव आंत अखंिडत&lt;br /&gt;िचत िकवा तव कोवळया िवखारे&lt;br /&gt;दुखतेखुपते का सांग सांग बा रे&lt;br /&gt;तुला काही जगतात नको मान&lt;br /&gt;गोड गावे मग भान हे कु ठू न&lt;br /&gt;झोप सौखयानंदात मानवाची&lt;br /&gt;पुरी कणही कोठू न िटकायाची&lt;br /&gt;दुःखिनदे िनिदसत बुधदराज&lt;br /&gt;करणगीते घुमवीत जगी आज.&lt;br /&gt;दुःखिनदा ती आज तुला लागे&lt;br /&gt;तुझे जगही िनिदसत तुझया संगे&lt;br /&gt;िफरे माझया जगतात उषण वारे&lt;br /&gt;तुला तयाचे भानही नसे बा रे .&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 67&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; तळयाकाठी - अिनल&lt;br /&gt;अशा एखादा तळयाचया काठी बसून राहावे, मला वाटते,&lt;br /&gt;िजथे शांतता सवतःच िनवारा शोधीत थकू न आली असते&lt;br /&gt;जळाआतला िहरवा गाळ िनळयाशी िमळू न असतो काही&lt;br /&gt;गळू न पडत असताना पान मुळी सळसळ करीत नाही&lt;br /&gt;सावलयांना भरवीत कापरे जलवलये उठवून देत&lt;br /&gt;उगीच उसळी मारन मासळी, मधूनच वर नसते येत&lt;br /&gt;पंख वाळवीत बदकांचा थवा वाळू त िवसावा घेत असतो&lt;br /&gt;दूर कोपर‌यात एक बगळा धयानभंग होऊ देत नसतो&lt;br /&gt;हदयावरची िवचारांची धूळ हळू हळू िजथे िनवळत जाते&lt;br /&gt;अशा एखादा तळयाचया काठी बसून राहावे, मला वाटते!&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 68&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; माझया मराठीची गोडी -िव . म . कु लकणी&lt;br /&gt;माझया मराठीची गोडी&lt;br /&gt;मला वाटते अवीट&lt;br /&gt;माझया मराठीचा छंद&lt;br /&gt;मना िनतय मोहिवत&lt;br /&gt;जानोबांची तुकयाची&lt;br /&gt;मुकेशाची जनाईची&lt;br /&gt;माझी मराठी गोडी&lt;br /&gt;रामदास िशवाजीची&lt;br /&gt;'या रे , या रे अवघे जण,&lt;br /&gt;हाक मायमराठीची&lt;br /&gt;बंध खळाळा गळाले&lt;br /&gt;साक भीमेचया पाणयाची&lt;br /&gt;डफ तुणतुणे घेऊन&lt;br /&gt;उभी शाहीर मंडळी&lt;br /&gt;मुजर‌याची मानकरी&lt;br /&gt;वीरांची ही मायबोली&lt;br /&gt;नांगराचा चाले फाळ&lt;br /&gt;अभंगाचया तालावर&lt;br /&gt;कोवळीक िवसावली&lt;br /&gt;पहाटेचया जातयावर&lt;br /&gt;िहचे सवरप देखणे&lt;br /&gt;िहची चाल तडफे ची&lt;br /&gt;िहचया नेती पभा दाटे&lt;br /&gt;साितवकाची, कांचनाची&lt;br /&gt;कृ षणा गोदा िसधुजळ&lt;br /&gt;िहची वाढवती कांती&lt;br /&gt;आचायारचे आिशवाद&lt;br /&gt;िहचया मुखी वेद होती&lt;br /&gt;माझया मराठीची थोरी&lt;br /&gt;िनतय नवे रप दावी&lt;br /&gt;अवनत होई माथा&lt;br /&gt;मुखी उमटते ओवी&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 69&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; अ आ आई , म म मका - मधुस ूद न कालेल कर&lt;br /&gt;अ आ आई, म म मका&lt;br /&gt;मी तुझा मामा दे मला मुका&lt;br /&gt;प प पतंग आभाळात उडे&lt;br /&gt;ढ ढ ढगांत चांदोमामा दडे&lt;br /&gt;घ घ घडाळ, थ थ थवा&lt;br /&gt;बाळ जिर खटाळ, तिर मला हवा&lt;br /&gt;ह ह हममा गोड दूध देते&lt;br /&gt;च च िचऊ अंगणात येते&lt;br /&gt;भ भ भटजी, स स ससा&lt;br /&gt;मांिडवर बसा िन खुदकन हसा&lt;br /&gt;क क कमळ पाणयावर डु ले&lt;br /&gt;ब ब बदक तुरतुर चाले&lt;br /&gt;ग ग गाडी झुक झुक जाई&lt;br /&gt;बाळ माझे कसे गोड गाणे गाई&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 70&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; चढवू गगनी िनशाण - बा . भ . बोरकर&lt;br /&gt;चढवू गगनी िनशाण, आमुचे चढवू गगनी िनशाण&lt;br /&gt;कोिट मुखांनी गजूर जय जय सवतंत िहदुसथान&lt;br /&gt;िनशाण अमुचे मनःशांतीचे, समतेचे अन् िवशशांतीचे&lt;br /&gt;सविसतिचनह हे युगायुगांचे ऋिषमुखतेजमहान&lt;br /&gt;मुठ न सोडू जरी तुटला कर, गाऊ फासही जरी आवळला तर&lt;br /&gt;ठे वू िनभरय ताठ मान ही झाले जरी िशरकाण&lt;br /&gt;साह शसासांचा पाऊस, आमही पलहादाचे वारस&lt;br /&gt;सतय िवदारक आणू भूवर दुभंगूनी पाषाण&lt;br /&gt;िवराटशकी आमही मानव, वाण अमुचे दिलतोदारण&lt;br /&gt;मनवू बळीचा िकिरट उदट ठे वुनी पादताण&lt;br /&gt;िहमालयासम अमुचा नेता, अजातशतू आतमिवजेता&lt;br /&gt;नामे तयाचया मृतयुजय हे चढवू वरती िनशाण&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 71&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; गदड िनळे - बा . भ . बोरकर .&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे गडद िनळे जलद भरनी आले&lt;br /&gt;शीतल तनु चपल चरण अिनल गण िनघाले&lt;br /&gt;िदन लंघनी जाय िगरी, पद उमटे िकितजावरी&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;पदराग वृषी होय माड भव नाचे&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे गडद िनळे जलद भरनी आले&lt;br /&gt;धुंद सजल हसीत िदशा, तृणपणी सज तृषा&lt;br /&gt;तृपीचे धन घनात बघुनी मन िनवाले&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे गडद िनळे जलद भरनी आले&lt;br /&gt;उतट बघुनी हरी करणा हिरत धरा हो गहना&lt;br /&gt;मंदािकनी वरनी धवल िवहगवृंद डोले&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे गडद िनळे जलद भरनी आले&lt;br /&gt;रजत नील ताम नील िसथर पल जल पल सलील&lt;br /&gt;िहरवा तटी नावांचा कृ शण मेळ खेळे&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे गडद िनळे जलद भरनी आले&lt;br /&gt;मीन चमकु नी उसळे , जलवलयी रव िमसळे&lt;br /&gt;नवथर रस रंग गहन किरती नयन ओले&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे गडद िनळे जलद भरनी आले&lt;br /&gt;धूसर हो िकितज तविरत, घोर पथी अचल चिकत&lt;br /&gt;तृण िवसरनी जवळील ते िखळवी गगनी डोळे&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे गडद िनळे जलद भरनी आले&lt;br /&gt;टप टप टप पडती थेब मनी वनीचे िवझती डोब&lt;br /&gt;वतसल ये वास, भूमी आशीवरच बोले&lt;br /&gt;गदड िनळे गडद िनळे जलद भरनी आले&lt;br /&gt;शीतल तनु चपल चरण अिनल गण िनघाले&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 72&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; या बाई या ... - दतातय कोडो घाटे&lt;br /&gt;या बाई या,&lt;br /&gt;बघा बघा कशी माझी बसली बया......१&lt;br /&gt;ऐकू न येते,&lt;br /&gt;हळु हळु अिश माझी छिब बोलते.......२&lt;br /&gt;डोळे िफरवीते,&lt;br /&gt;टुकु टुकु कशी माझी सोिन बघते......३&lt;br /&gt;बघा बघा ते,&lt;br /&gt;गुलुगुलु गालांतच कशी हंसते......४&lt;br /&gt;मला वाटते,&lt;br /&gt;िहला बाई सारे काही सारे कळते......५&lt;br /&gt;सदा खेळते,&lt;br /&gt;किध हट धरिन न मागे वळते......६&lt;br /&gt;शहाणी कशी!&lt;br /&gt;सािडचोळी नवी ठे िव जिशचया तशी......७&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 73&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; बाळ जातो दू र दे श ा - गोपीनाथ&lt;br /&gt;बाळ जातो दूर देशा, मन गेले वेडावून&lt;br /&gt;आज सकाळपासुन&lt;br /&gt;हात लागेना कामाला, वृित होय वेडयावाणी&lt;br /&gt;डोळयांचे ना खळे पाणी&lt;br /&gt;आणा दूध िजनसा नवा, आणा ताजा भाजीपाला&lt;br /&gt;माझया लाडकया लेकाला&lt;br /&gt;तयाचया आवडीचे चार, कर पदाथर सुदर&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;कांही देऊ बरोबर&lt;br /&gt;तयाचे बघा ठे िवले कां, नीट सामान बांधन&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ू&lt;br /&gt;कांही राहील मागून&lt;br /&gt;नको जाऊ आतां बाळा, कु णा बाहेर भेटाया&lt;br /&gt;िकती िशणिवसी काया&lt;br /&gt;वार‌यासारखी धांवते, वेळ भराभरा कशी!&lt;br /&gt;गाडी थांबेल दाराशी&lt;br /&gt;पत धाड वेळोवेळी, जप आपुलया जीवास&lt;br /&gt;नाही मायेचे माणूस&lt;br /&gt;उं च भरारी घेवुन, घार िहडते आकाशी&lt;br /&gt;िचत ितचे िपलापाशी&lt;br /&gt;बाळा, तुझयाकडे माझा, जीव तसाच लागेल&lt;br /&gt;सवपी तुलाच पाहील&lt;br /&gt;बाळ जातो दूर देशा, देवा! येऊन ऊमाळा&lt;br /&gt;लावी पदर डोळयाला!&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 74&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; बाभुळ झाड - वसंत बापट&lt;br /&gt;अससल लाकू ड, भकम गाठ&lt;br /&gt;ताठर कणा टणक पाठ&lt;br /&gt;वारा खात गारा खात&lt;br /&gt;बाभुळझाड उभेच आहे ll १ ll&lt;br /&gt;देहा फु टले बारा फाटे&lt;br /&gt;अंगावरचे िपकले काटे&lt;br /&gt;आभाळात खुपसून बोटे&lt;br /&gt;बाभुळझाड उभेच आहे ll २ ll&lt;br /&gt;अंगावरची लवलव िमटली&lt;br /&gt;माथयावरची हळद िवटली&lt;br /&gt;छाताडाची ढलपी फु टली&lt;br /&gt;बाभुळझाड उभेच आहे ll ३ ll&lt;br /&gt;जगले आहे जगते आहे&lt;br /&gt;काकु ळतीने बघते आहे&lt;br /&gt;खांदयावरती सुतारांचे&lt;br /&gt;घरटे घेउन उभेच आहे ll ४ ll&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 75&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; कोलंब सचे गवरग ीत - कु सुम ागज&lt;br /&gt;हजार िजवहा तुझया गजुर दे पितधविनने तया&lt;br /&gt;समुदा, डळमळु दे तारे !&lt;br /&gt;िवराट वादळ हेलकाउदे पवरत पाणयाचे&lt;br /&gt;ढळु दे िदशाकोन सारे !&lt;br /&gt;तामसुरा पाशुन मातुदे दैतय नभामधले&lt;br /&gt;दडु दा पाताळी सिवता&lt;br /&gt;आिण तयांची ही अिधराणी दुभंग धरणीला&lt;br /&gt;करायला पाजुळु दे पलीता !&lt;br /&gt;की सवगारतुन कोसळलेला, सुड समाधान&lt;br /&gt;िमळाया पमत सैतान&lt;br /&gt;जमवुनी मेळा वेताळांचा या दयारवरती&lt;br /&gt;करी हे तांडव थैमान !&lt;br /&gt;पदचयुता, तव िभषण नतरन असेच चालु दे&lt;br /&gt;फ़ु टु दे नभ माथयावरती&lt;br /&gt;आिण, तुटु दे अखंड ऊलका वषारवात अगी&lt;br /&gt;नािवका ना कु ठली िभती&lt;br /&gt;सहकायारनो, का िह खंत जनम खलाशाचा&lt;br /&gt;झूंजणया अखंड संगाम&lt;br /&gt;नकतापरी असीम नभामधये संचरावे&lt;br /&gt;िदशांचे आमहांला धाम&lt;br /&gt;काय सागरी तार लोटले परताया मागे&lt;br /&gt;असे का आपुला बाणा&lt;br /&gt;तयाहनी घेऊ जळी समािध सुखे, कशासाठी&lt;br /&gt;जपावे पराभुत पाणा !&lt;br /&gt;कोटावधी जगतात िजवाणू जगती अन मरती&lt;br /&gt;जशी ती गवताची पाती&lt;br /&gt;नािवक आमही परं तु िफ़रतो सात नभांखाली&lt;br /&gt;िनमीतो नव िकितजे पूढती !&lt;br /&gt;मागर आमुचा रोधु शकित ना धन, ना दारा&lt;br /&gt;घराची वा िवतभर कारा&lt;br /&gt;मानवतेचे िनशाण िमरवू महासागरात&lt;br /&gt;िजकु खंड खंड सारा !&lt;br /&gt;चला उभारा शुभ िशडे ित गवारने वरती&lt;br /&gt;कथा या खुळया सागराला&lt;br /&gt;” अनंत आमुची धयेयसकी अनंत अन आशा&lt;br /&gt;िकनारा तुला पामराला ! ”&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 76&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; आमही कोण ? - प . के . अते&lt;br /&gt;[के शवसुत यांचया "आमही कोण?" या मुळ किवतेचे प. के . अते यांनी के लेले िवडंबन]&lt;br /&gt;'आमही कोण?' महणून काय पुसता दाताड वेगाडु नी?&lt;br /&gt;'फोटो' मािसक पुसतकात न तुमही का अमुचा पािहला?&lt;br /&gt;िकवा 'गुचछ' 'तरं ग' 'अंजली' कसा अदािप न वाचला?&lt;br /&gt;चाले जयावरती अखंड सतुितचा वषारव पतांतुनी?&lt;br /&gt;ते आमही - परवाङयातील कर चोरन भाषांतरे ,&lt;br /&gt;ते आमही - न कु णास देऊ अगदी याचा सुगावा परी!&lt;br /&gt;डोळयांदखत घालुनी दरवडा आमही कु बेराघरी!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;तयाचे वागधन वापरन लपवू ही आमुची लकरे !&lt;br /&gt;कावाची भरगच घेउिन सदा काखोिटला पोतडी,&lt;br /&gt;दावू गाउनी आमुचयाच किवता आमहीच रसतयामधे,&lt;br /&gt;दोसतांचे घट बैसवून कर या आमही तयांचा 'उदे'&lt;br /&gt;दुषमानावर एकजात तुटुनी की लोबवू चामडी!&lt;br /&gt;आमहाला वगळा-गतपभ झणी होतील सापािहके !&lt;br /&gt;आमहाला वगळा-खलास सगळी होतील ना मािसके !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 77&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; सवारत मका िशवसुंद रा - कु सुम ागज&lt;br /&gt;सवारतमका, िशवसुंदरा सवीकार या अिभवादना&lt;br /&gt;ितिमरातूनी तेजाकडे पभू आमुचया ने जीवना ॥ धृ. ॥&lt;br /&gt;सुमनांत तू, गगनांत तू&lt;br /&gt;ताऱयांमधये फु लतोस तू&lt;br /&gt;सदमर जे जगतामधये&lt;br /&gt;सवारत तया वसतोस तू&lt;br /&gt;चोहीकडे रपे तुझी जाणीव ही माझया मना ॥ १ ॥&lt;br /&gt;शमतोस तू शेतामधये&lt;br /&gt;तू राबसी शिमकांसवे&lt;br /&gt;जे रंजले अन् गांजले&lt;br /&gt;पुसतोस तयांची आसवे&lt;br /&gt;सवाथारिवना सेवा िजथे तेथे तुझे पद पावना ॥ २ ॥&lt;br /&gt;करणाकरा करणा तुझी&lt;br /&gt;असता मला भय कोठले?&lt;br /&gt;मागारवरी पुढती सदा&lt;br /&gt;पाहीन मी तव पाउले&lt;br /&gt;सृजनतव या हदयामधये िनत जागवी भीतीिवना ॥ ३ ॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 78&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; गे मायभू - सुरे श भट&lt;br /&gt;गे मायभू तुझे मी फे डीन पांग सारे ;&lt;br /&gt;आणीन आरतीला हे सूयर, चंद, तारे .&lt;br /&gt;आई, तुझयापुढे मी आहे अजून तानहा;&lt;br /&gt;शबदात सोड माझया आता हळू च पानहा.&lt;br /&gt;आई, तुझयापुढे ही माझी वथा कशाला ?&lt;br /&gt;जेवहा तुझयामुळे हा जनमास अथर आला !&lt;br /&gt;मी पायधुळ घेतो जेवहा तुझी जराशी,&lt;br /&gt;माझी ललाटरे षा बनते पयागकाशी !&lt;br /&gt;आई, तुझी अशी मी गाईन रोज गाणी&lt;br /&gt;माझी तुझया दुधाने गेली िभजून वाणी !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 79&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; जयोऽसतु ते - िवनायक दामोदर सावरकर&lt;br /&gt;जयोऽसतु ते! जयोऽसतु ते!&lt;br /&gt;शी महनमंगले िशवासपदे शुभदे&lt;br /&gt;सवतंतते भगवती तवामहम् यशोयुतां वंदे!&lt;br /&gt;राषाचे चैतनय मूतर तूं नीती संपदांची&lt;br /&gt;सवतनतते भगवती शीमती राजी तूं तयांची&lt;br /&gt;परवशतेचया नभांत तूंिच आकाशी होशी&lt;br /&gt;सवतनतते भगवती चांदणी चमचम-लखलखशी&lt;br /&gt;गालावरचया कु सुमी िकवा कु सुमांचया गाली&lt;br /&gt;सवतनतते भगवती तूच जी िवलसतसे लाली&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;तुं सूयारचे तेज उदिधचे गांभीयरिह तूिच&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;सवतनतते भगवती अनयथा गहणनषतेची&lt;br /&gt;मोक-मुिक ही तुझीच रपे तुलाच वेदांती&lt;br /&gt;सवतनतते भगवती योिगजन परबह वदती&lt;br /&gt;जे जे उतम उदात उनत महनमधुर ते ते&lt;br /&gt;सवतनतते भगवती सवर तव सहकारी होती&lt;br /&gt;हे अधमरकरिञते सुजनपूिजते शी सवतनतते&lt;br /&gt;तुजसािठ मरण ते जनन&lt;br /&gt;तुजवीण जनन ते मरण&lt;br /&gt;तुज सकल-चराचर-शरण चराचर-शरण&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 80&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; थोर तुझ े उपकार - भासकर दामोदर पाळं दे&lt;br /&gt;थोर तुझे उपकार&lt;br /&gt;आई, थोर तुझे उपकार॥धु॥&lt;br /&gt;वदत िवनोदे, हांसत सोडी&lt;br /&gt;कोण दुधाची धार॥१॥&lt;br /&gt;नीज न आली तर गीत महणे&lt;br /&gt;पेम िजचे अिनवार॥२॥&lt;br /&gt;येई दुखणे तेवहा मजला&lt;br /&gt;कोण करी उपचार॥३॥&lt;br /&gt;कोण कडेवर घेउिन िफरवी&lt;br /&gt;िचती लोभ अपार॥४॥&lt;br /&gt;बाळक दुबरळ होतो तेवहा&lt;br /&gt;रकण के ले फार॥५॥&lt;br /&gt;तवांिच िशकिवले वाढिवले तवां&lt;br /&gt;आहे मजवर भार॥६॥&lt;br /&gt;समरण तुझया या दृढ ममतेचे&lt;br /&gt;होते वारं वार॥७॥&lt;br /&gt;िनतय करावे साह तुला मी&lt;br /&gt;हा माझा अिधकार॥८॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 81&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; महाराष गीत&lt;br /&gt;बह असोत सुदर संपन की महा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;िपय अमुचा एक महाराष देश हा॥&lt;br /&gt;गगनभेिद िगिरिवण अणु नच िजथे उणे&lt;br /&gt;आकांकांपुढित िजथे गगन ठे गणे&lt;br /&gt;अटके विर जेथील तुरंिग जल िपणे&lt;br /&gt;तेथ अडे काय जलाशयनदांिवणे ?&lt;br /&gt;पौरषािस अटक गमे जेथ दु:सहा॥१॥&lt;br /&gt;पासाद कशास जेथ हदयमंिदरे&lt;br /&gt;सदावांचीच भव िदव आगरे&lt;br /&gt;रतां वा मौिककांिह मूलय मुिळ नुरे&lt;br /&gt;रमणीची कू स िजथे नृमिणखिन ठरे&lt;br /&gt;शुद ितचे शीलिह उजविळ गृहा गृहा॥२॥&lt;br /&gt;नग खडग किर, उघडे बघुिन मावळे&lt;br /&gt;चतुरंग चमुचही शौयर मावळे&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;दौडत चहंकडु िन जवे सवार जेथले&lt;br /&gt;भासित शतगुिणत जरी असित एकले&lt;br /&gt;यनामा पिरसुिन िरपु शिमतबल अहा॥३॥&lt;br /&gt;िवकम वैरागय एक जािग नांदती&lt;br /&gt;जिरपटका भगवा झेडािह डोलती&lt;br /&gt;धमर-राजकारण समवेत चालती&lt;br /&gt;शिकयुिक एकवटु िन कायर सािधती&lt;br /&gt;पसरे यतकीित अशी िवसमयावहा॥४॥&lt;br /&gt;गीत मराठांचे शवणी मुखी असो&lt;br /&gt;सफु ित दीिप धृितिह देत अंतरी ठसो&lt;br /&gt;वचिन लेखनीिह मराठी िगरा िदसो&lt;br /&gt;सतत महाराषधमरममर मिन वसो&lt;br /&gt;देह पडो ततकारिण ही असे सपृहा॥५॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 82&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; हा िहददे श माझा - आनंद कृ षणाजी टे क ाडे&lt;br /&gt;आनंदकं द ऐसा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;सतयास ठाव देई,&lt;br /&gt;वृतीस ठे िव नयायी&lt;br /&gt;सतयािस मािन राजा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;जगदीश जनम घेई,&lt;br /&gt;पदवीस थोर नेई&lt;br /&gt;चढवी सवधमरसाजा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;जनकािद राजयोगी,&lt;br /&gt;शुक वामदेव तयागी&lt;br /&gt;घुमवीत कीितवाजा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;गमयंित, जानकी ती,&lt;br /&gt;शीलास भूषवीती&lt;br /&gt;नटली नटेश-िगिरजा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;िवशास मोह घाली,&lt;br /&gt;ऐशी मुकुंद-मुरली&lt;br /&gt;रमवी िजथे िनकुं जा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;गंगा िहमाचलाची,&lt;br /&gt;वसती िजथे सदाची&lt;br /&gt;होऊिन रािह किलजा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;पृथराज िसह िशवजी,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;सवातंतयवीर गाजी&lt;br /&gt;किरतां रणांत मौजा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;ितलकािद जीव देही,&lt;br /&gt;पसवूिन धनय होई&lt;br /&gt;मरती सवलोककाजा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;जिग तयािवना कु णीही&lt;br /&gt;समरणीय अनय नाही&lt;br /&gt;थोरांत थोर समजा। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;पूजोिन तयांस जीवे&lt;br /&gt;वंदोिन पेमभावे&lt;br /&gt;जयनाद हािच गजार। हा िहददेश माझा॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 83&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; गाउं तयांन ा आरती - किव यशवंत&lt;br /&gt;संगरी वीरागणी जे धैयरमेर संकटी&lt;br /&gt;जनमले या भारती,&lt;br /&gt;राषचकोदारणी करं आपरी जयांना मृती&lt;br /&gt;गाउं तयांना आरती. ||१||&lt;br /&gt;कोदला अंधार मागी खांचखडे मातले&lt;br /&gt;तसकरांनी वेिढले,&lt;br /&gt;संभमी तया जाहले, कृ षणापरी जे सारथी&lt;br /&gt;गाउं तयांना आरती. ||२||&lt;br /&gt;सवाथरहतूला िदला संकप जयांनी जीिवती&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;तो पराथी पाहती,&lt;br /&gt;आपिवसतारांत जयांचया देशही सामावती&lt;br /&gt;गाउं तयांना आरती. ||३||&lt;br /&gt;देश जयांचा देव, तयांचे दासय जयांचा धमर हो&lt;br /&gt;दासयमुिक धयेय हो,&lt;br /&gt;आिण माकर डेयसे जे िजिकती काळापती&lt;br /&gt;गाउं तयांना आरती. ||४||&lt;br /&gt;देह जावो देह राहो, नािह जयांना तितकती&lt;br /&gt;लोकसेवा दे रती,&lt;br /&gt;आिण सौभदापरी देतात जे पाणाहती,&lt;br /&gt;गाउं तयांना आरती. ||५||&lt;br /&gt;जाहलया िदङमूढ लोकां अिपती जे लोचने&lt;br /&gt;काळु नी तयांची मने,&lt;br /&gt;कोिटदीपजयोितशा जयांचया कृ ती, जयांचया समृती&lt;br /&gt;गाउं तयांना आरती. ||६||&lt;br /&gt;नेटके कांही घडेना, काय हेत जीवना&lt;br /&gt;या िवचारी मनमना&lt;br /&gt;बोिधतो की एवढी होवो तरी रे सतकु ती&lt;br /&gt;गा तयांची आरती. ||७||&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 84&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; कणर-शीकृ षण संव ाद - मोरोपंत&lt;br /&gt;सवविधदताजुनाते कणर महणे, " बळ तुझे अनंत रहा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; र&lt;br /&gt;सवसथ मुहतरभिर, रण-शदा पुरवील, गा, अनंतर हा॥&lt;br /&gt;रथचक उदर दे शुित-शासजा, महा-रथा कु ल-जा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;साधु न हािणित अिरला, पाहित अ-धृतायुध वथाकु ल जया॥&lt;br /&gt;तूं सवरथी, िकितविर मी, तूं सायुध, मी अशसकवच रणी&lt;br /&gt;न वधावे मज, जो मी गुंतुिन गेला असे रथोदरणी॥&lt;br /&gt;भयालो न तुज हिरसिह; जो न तुला िवमुख, काय कातर तो ?&lt;br /&gt;किथतो यासतव की जन धमे भविसधु, नायका, तरतो॥&lt;br /&gt;रकावा धमर बुधे, कु शळाचा धमर हा िनधी, राहे&lt;br /&gt;िसथर, जे किरसी िनरायुधमथन किरल धमरहािन, धीरा हे"॥&lt;br /&gt;कृ षण महणे, "राधेया, भला बरा समरिस आज धमारते&lt;br /&gt;नीच वसनी बुडतां िनिदित दैवास, न सवकमारते॥&lt;br /&gt;जेवहा तूं दुयोधन, दु:शासन, शकु िन एकमित झालां&lt;br /&gt;कै से कपटदूती िचतीिह न धमर लंिघतां भयालां ? ॥&lt;br /&gt;जेवहा सभेिस नेली पांचाळी, मािनले मनी शमर!&lt;br /&gt;तेवहा गेला कोठे होता, राधासुता, तुझा धमर ? ॥&lt;br /&gt;फे डी वस सतीचे जेवहा उघडे करावया आंग&lt;br /&gt;गेला होता कोठे धमर तुझा तेधवां? वृषा, सांग॥&lt;br /&gt;चारिन िवषान भीमा सपर डसिवले, असे नृपे खोटे&lt;br /&gt;कमर करिवतां, कणार, होता तव धमर तेधवां कोठे ? ॥&lt;br /&gt;के ले दगध जतु-गृही तवां पांडव वारणावती जेवहां&lt;br /&gt;गेला होता कोठे धमर तुझा, सूतनंदना, तेवहां॥&lt;br /&gt;अिभमनयु बाळ बहती विधतां, तवां वािरले न ते कमर&lt;br /&gt;तेवहा गेला होता कोठे , राधासुता, तुझा धमर ? ॥&lt;br /&gt;पूवी धमर न रचला, तयिजला िनपटु िन जो जसा कु चला&lt;br /&gt;आतांिच बरा सुचला! काळगृहा सवर वहा परासु चला॥&lt;br /&gt;मागेिच तुमही भजतां धमारला तिर तुमहांस वांचिवता,&lt;br /&gt;आतां मरा, न वाचे दीप-गृही जो न तोय सांचिवता॥&lt;br /&gt;मागेिच धमर किरतां, जिर देतां राजय, धमर वांचिवता,&lt;br /&gt;न जगे, जो दुिभक-वसनापूवी न धानय सांचिवता॥&lt;br /&gt;आतां रकील कसा धमर ? तुमही िवत-मद-मतांनी&lt;br /&gt;जो लोिटला दहादां, सविहतिह मानूिन अिहत, लतांनी॥&lt;br /&gt;रकावा धमर असा किरशी उपदेश, तिर असे मानय,&lt;br /&gt;रिकतसो धमारते, आमहांला धमर ठाउका नानय "॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 85&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; फटका - अनंत फं दी&lt;br /&gt;िबकट वाट विहवाट नसावी, धोपट मागार सोडु नको&lt;br /&gt;संसारामिध ऐस आपला, उगाच भटकत िफर नको&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;चल सालसपण, धरिन िनखालस, खोटा बोला बोलुं नको&lt;br /&gt;अंिग नमता सदा असावी, राग कु णावर धर नको ं&lt;br /&gt;नािसतकपिण तूं िशरिन जनाचा बोल आपणा घेउं नको&lt;br /&gt;आलया अितथा मुठभर दाया मागेपुढती पाह नको&lt;br /&gt;मायबापावर रसूं नको&lt;br /&gt;दुमुरखलेला असूं नको&lt;br /&gt;ववहारामिध फसूं नको&lt;br /&gt;परी उलाढाली भलभलतया पोटासाठी कर नको॥१॥&lt;br /&gt;वमर काढु नी शरमायाला उणे कु णाला बोलुं नको&lt;br /&gt;बुडवाया दुसर‌याचा ठे वा, करनी हेवा, झटू नको&lt;br /&gt;मी मोठा शाहणा धनाढिह, गवरभार हा वाहं नको&lt;br /&gt;एकाहन चढ एक जगामिध, थोरपणाला िमरवु नको&lt;br /&gt;िहमायतीचया बळे गिरबगुिरबांला तूं गुरकावुं नको&lt;br /&gt;दो िदवसाची जाइल सता, अपेश माथां घेउं नको&lt;br /&gt;िवडा पैजेचा उचलुं नको&lt;br /&gt;उणी तराजू तोलुं नको&lt;br /&gt;गहाण कु णाचे डु लवु नको&lt;br /&gt;उिगच भीक तूं मागुं नको&lt;br /&gt;सेहासाठी पदरमोड कर, परं तु जािमन राहं नको॥२॥&lt;br /&gt;उगीच िनदा सतुती कु णाची सविहतासाठी कर नको&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;बरी खुशामत शाहणयािच पिर मूखारची ती मैित नको&lt;br /&gt;कषाची बिर भािजभाकरी, तूपसाखरे चोरं नको&lt;br /&gt;िदली िसथती देवाने तीतच मानी सुख, किध िवटूं नको&lt;br /&gt;असलया गांठी धनसंचय, कर सतकायी वय, हटूं नको&lt;br /&gt;आतां तुज गुज गोष सांगतो. सतकमार तूं टाकुं नको&lt;br /&gt;सुिवचारा कातर नको&lt;br /&gt;सतसंगत अंतर नको&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;दैताला अनुसर नको&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;हिरभजना िवसमर नकों&lt;br /&gt;सतकीती-नौबितचा डंका गाजे मग शंकाच नको॥३॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 86&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; घडाळ - के शवसुत&lt;br /&gt;गडबड घाई जगात चाले,&lt;br /&gt;आळस डु लकया देतो पण;&lt;br /&gt;गंभीरपणे घडाळ बोले --&lt;br /&gt;'आला कण -- गेला कण' १&lt;br /&gt;घडाळास या घाई नाही,&lt;br /&gt;िवसांवािह तो नाही पण;&lt;br /&gt;तयाचे महणणे धयानी घेई --&lt;br /&gt;'आला कण -- गेला कण' २&lt;br /&gt;कतरवा जे ततपर तयांचे&lt;br /&gt;दृढ िनयिमत वहावयास मन,&lt;br /&gt;घडाळ बोले अपुलया वाचे --&lt;br /&gt;'आला कण -- गेला कण' ३&lt;br /&gt;कतरवाला िवमुख आळशी&lt;br /&gt;तयांचया हदयी हािणत घण,&lt;br /&gt;काळ -- ऐक! -- गातो अपुलयाशी&lt;br /&gt;'आला कण -- गेला कण' ४&lt;br /&gt;लवाजमयाचे हती झुलती&lt;br /&gt;लक तयांकडे देतो कोण,&lt;br /&gt;िमत रच जर हे सावध किरती --&lt;br /&gt;'आला कण -- गेला कण' ५&lt;br /&gt;आनंदी आनंद उडाला,&lt;br /&gt;नवरीला वर योगय िमळाला!&lt;br /&gt;थाट बहत मंडपात चाले --&lt;br /&gt;भोजन, वादन, नतरन, गान!&lt;br /&gt;काळ हळू ओटीवर बोले --&lt;br /&gt;'आला कण -- गेला कण' ६&lt;br /&gt;"कौतुक भारी वाटे लोकां&lt;br /&gt;दाखिवणया पाहणया िदमाखा,&lt;br /&gt;तेणे फु कटिच िजणे होतसे!&lt;br /&gt;झटा! करा तर सतकृ ितला!"&lt;br /&gt;सुचिवत ऐसे, काळ वदतसे --&lt;br /&gt;'कण आला -- कण गेला!' ७&lt;br /&gt;वादरक जर सौखयांत जावया&lt;br /&gt;वहावे, पशाताप नुरिनयां,&lt;br /&gt;तर तरणा रे ! मला वाटते,&lt;br /&gt;धयानी संतत अपुलया आण&lt;br /&gt;घडाळ जे हे अिवरत वदते --&lt;br /&gt;'आला कण -- गेला कण!' ८&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 87&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ऐकव तव मधु बोल - माधव जुि लयन&lt;br /&gt;ऐकव तव मधु बोल, कोिकळे ,&lt;br /&gt;ऐकव तव मधु बोल ॥धु॥&lt;br /&gt;नकोत मजला मैना, राघू,&lt;br /&gt;साळुं की, चंडोल&lt;br /&gt;नकोत मजला िविवध सुरांचे&lt;br /&gt;कृ ितम हे िहदोल ॥१॥&lt;br /&gt;एक तुझा सवर आतर खरोखर&lt;br /&gt;वाटे मज िबनमोल,&lt;br /&gt;वसंत नाही अजुन संपला,&lt;br /&gt;कां झालीस अबोल? ॥२॥&lt;br /&gt;सुखे वसंतासंगे जा मग&lt;br /&gt;पहावया भूगोल,&lt;br /&gt;गा शेवटचा बोल लपुनिह&lt;br /&gt;पणारमाजी खोल ॥३॥&lt;br /&gt;पािहन नंतर वाट वषरभर&lt;br /&gt;दाबुिन िचत िवलोल&lt;br /&gt;नको कर पण आस एवढी&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;जातां जातां फोल! ॥४॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 88&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; िचमणा राजा - दामोदर अचयुत कारे&lt;br /&gt;गृहराजयावर गाजिव सता राजा िचमणा एक&lt;br /&gt;जनमजात हा! नको कराया यास कु णी अिभषेक! ||१||&lt;br /&gt;किट आईची मृदल आपुले िसहासन बनवून&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;मधुर बोबडा असफु ट वचनी सोिड हकू म ितथून ||२||&lt;br /&gt;बसावयाला सुदर घोडा तयास असे काठीचा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;पिर आवडता अिधक तयाहनी ताईचया पाठीचा! ||३||&lt;br /&gt;तया घोडावर डौले बैसे, चाबुक नाजुक हाती&lt;br /&gt;सहल करोनी देखरे खही ठे वी राजयावरती ||४||&lt;br /&gt;राजदंड जड राजे दुसरे वागिवती सवकरांत&lt;br /&gt;मने दुजयांची मुठीत पिर हा ठे िवतसे िदनरात! ||५||&lt;br /&gt;मृदल करांची िमठी सोडवूं येइ न मललांनाही&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;अमोघ याची शिक यापरी, उपमा कसली नाही ||६||&lt;br /&gt;पराभवाचे लकण िदसतां रदनासा सोडीत&lt;br /&gt;पबल शतुही मग तयायोगे सहजिच होई चीत! ||७||&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 89&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; अनंत - बालकवी&lt;br /&gt;अनंत तारा नकते ही अनंत या गगनात&lt;br /&gt;अनंत दीपी, अनंत वसुधा, हे शिशसूयर अनंत.&lt;br /&gt;वरती खाली सवर साठले वातावरण अनंत,&lt;br /&gt;माप कशाचे, कु णा मोिजता, सवर अनंत अनंत।&lt;br /&gt;िकतेक मानव झटती, किरती हाडाचेही पाणी,&lt;br /&gt;अनंत वसुधा आजवरी हो परी मोजली कोणी!&lt;br /&gt;महणोत कोणी 'आमही गिणला हा गह- हा तारा,'&lt;br /&gt;परंतु सांगा कु णी मोिजला हा सगळाच पसारा?&lt;br /&gt;िवशाल वरती गगन नवहे, हे िवशाचे कोठार,&lt;br /&gt;उदाततेचा सागर हा, िचचछांतीचा िवसतार.&lt;br /&gt;कु णी मोिजला, कु णास तयाची लांबीरदी ठावी?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;फार कशाला िदगविनताची तरी कु णी सांगावी?&lt;br /&gt;अनंत सारे िवश जाहले अनंतात या लीन,&lt;br /&gt;कुद मानवा, सांग कशाचा बाळिगसी अिभमान?&lt;br /&gt;तव वैभव हे तुझे धनी ही, हे अतयुच महाल,&lt;br /&gt;जाितल का गगनास भेदिन? अनंत का होतील?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ू&lt;br /&gt;तुझया कीितचे माप गडा का काळाला मोजील!&lt;br /&gt;जान तुझे तू महणशी 'जाईल', कोठवरी जाईल?&lt;br /&gt;'मी' 'माझे' या वृथा कलपना, तू कोणाचा कोण?&lt;br /&gt;िकतेक गेले मी मी महणता या चकी िचरडू न।&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 90&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; टप टप पडती अंग ावरती - मंग ेश पाडगावकर&lt;br /&gt;टप टप पडती अंगावरती पाजकाची फु ले&lt;br /&gt;िभर िभर िभर िभर तया तालावर गाणे अमुचे जुळे !&lt;br /&gt;कु रणावरती, झाडांखाली&lt;br /&gt;ऊन-सावली िवणते जाळी&lt;br /&gt;येतो वारा पाहा भरारा, गवत खुशीने डु ले !&lt;br /&gt;दूर दूर हे सूर वाहती&lt;br /&gt;उनहात िपवळया पाहा नाहती&lt;br /&gt;हसते धरती, फांदीवरती हा झोपाळा झुले !&lt;br /&gt;गाणे अमुचे झुळ-झुळ वारा&lt;br /&gt;गाणे अमुचे लुक-लुक तारा&lt;br /&gt;पाऊस, वारा, मोरिपसारा या गाणयातुन फु ले !&lt;br /&gt;फु लांसारखे सवर फु ला रे&lt;br /&gt;सुरात िमसळु िन सूर, चला रे&lt;br /&gt;गाणे गाती तेच शहाणे बाकी सारे खुळे !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 91&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; सदै व सैि नका , पुढे च जायचे - वसंत बापट&lt;br /&gt;सदैव सैिनका, पुढेच जायचे&lt;br /&gt;न मागुती तुवा, कधी िफरायचे&lt;br /&gt;सदा तुझयापुढ, उभी असे िनशा&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;सदैव काजळी, िदसायचया िदशा&lt;br /&gt;मधून मेघ हे, नभास गासती&lt;br /&gt;मधेच या िवजा, भयाण हासती&lt;br /&gt;दहा िदशांतनी, तुफान वहायचे&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;सदैव सैिनका, पुढेच जायचे&lt;br /&gt;पलोभने तुला, न लोभ दािवती&lt;br /&gt;न मोहबंधने, पदांस बांिधती&lt;br /&gt;िवरोध कोध वा, तुला न थांबवी&lt;br /&gt;न मोह भासतो, गजांत वैभवी&lt;br /&gt;न दैनयही तुझ, कधी सरायचे&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;सदैव सैिनका, पुढेच जायचे&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 92&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; पसायदान - संत जानेश र&lt;br /&gt;आता िवशातमके देवे । येणे वागयजे तोषावे ।&lt;br /&gt;तोषोिन मज जावे । पसायदान हे ॥&lt;br /&gt;जे खळांची वंकटी सांडो । तया सतकमी- रती वाढो ।&lt;br /&gt;भूतां परसपरे जडो । मैत जीवाचे ॥&lt;br /&gt;दुिरतांचे ितिमर जावो । िवश सवधमर सूये पाहो ।&lt;br /&gt;जो जे वांिचछल तो ते लाहो । पािणजात ॥&lt;br /&gt;वषरत सकळ मंगळी । ईशरिनषांची मांिदयाळी ।&lt;br /&gt;अनवरत भूमंडळी । भेटतु भूतां ॥&lt;br /&gt;चलां कलपतरचे आरव । चेतना िचतामणीचे गाव ।&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;बोलते जे अणरव । पीयूषाचे ॥&lt;br /&gt;चंदमे जे अलांछन । मातरड जे तापहीन ।&lt;br /&gt;ते सवारही सदा सजन । सोयरे होतु ॥&lt;br /&gt;िकबहना सवर सुखी । पूणर होऊिन ितनही लोकी ।&lt;br /&gt;भिजजो आिदपुरखी । अखंिडत ॥&lt;br /&gt;आिण गंथोपजीिवये । िवशेषी लोकी इये ।&lt;br /&gt;दृषादृष िवजये । होआवे जी ।&lt;br /&gt;येथ महणे शी िवशेशराओ । हा होईल दान पसावो ।&lt;br /&gt;येणे वरे जानदेवो । सुिखया जाला ॥&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 93&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; संथ िनळे हे पाणी - मंग ेश पाडगांव कर&lt;br /&gt;संथ िनळे हे पाणी&lt;br /&gt;वर शुकाचा तारा&lt;br /&gt;कु रळया लहंरीमधुनी&lt;br /&gt;िशळ घालतो वारा&lt;br /&gt;दुर कमान पुलाची&lt;br /&gt;एकलीच अंधारी&lt;br /&gt;थरथरतया पाणयाला&lt;br /&gt;कसले गुपीत िवचारी&lt;br /&gt;भरन काजवाने हा&lt;br /&gt;चमके िपपळ सारा&lt;br /&gt;िसतमीत होऊनी तेथे&lt;br /&gt;अविचत थबके वारा&lt;br /&gt;िकरकीर रात िकडांची&lt;br /&gt;िनरवतेस िकनारी&lt;br /&gt;ओढ लागुनी छाया&lt;br /&gt;थरथरते अंधारी&lt;br /&gt;मधयेच िकतीजावरनी&lt;br /&gt;िवज लकाकु न जाई&lt;br /&gt;अन धयानसथ िगरी ही&lt;br /&gt;उघडु नी लोचन पाही&lt;br /&gt;हळु च चांदणे ओले&lt;br /&gt;िथबके पाणयावरनी&lt;br /&gt;कसला कण सोनेरी&lt;br /&gt;उमले पाणामधुनी&lt;br /&gt;संथ िनळे हे पाणी&lt;br /&gt;वर शुकाचा तारा&lt;br /&gt;दरवळला गंधाने&lt;br /&gt;मनाचा गाभारा&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 94&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; िपतात सारे गोड िहवाळा - बा . सी . मढे क र&lt;br /&gt;नहालेलया जणू गभरवतीचया, सोजवळ मोहकतेने बंदर&lt;br /&gt;मुंबापुरीचे उजळीत येई, माघामधली पभात सुंदर&lt;br /&gt;सचेतनांचा हरप शीतल, अचेतनांचा वास कोवळा&lt;br /&gt;हवेत जाती िमसळू न दोनही, िपतात सारे गोड िहवाळा&lt;br /&gt;डोकी अलगद घरे उचलती, काळोखाचया उशीवरनी&lt;br /&gt;िपवळे हंडे भरन गवळी, कावड नेती मान मोडु नी&lt;br /&gt;िनतळ नयाहारीस िहरवी झाडे, काळा वायु हळु च घेती&lt;br /&gt;संथ िबलंदर लाटांमधुनी, सागरपकी सूयर वेचती&lt;br /&gt;गंजदार पांढर‌या िन काळया, िमरवीत रं गा अन नारं गी&lt;br /&gt;धककयावरचया अजून बोटी, साखरझोपेमधे िफरं गी&lt;br /&gt;कु ठे धुराचा जळका पिरमल, गरम चहाचा पती गंध&lt;br /&gt;कु ठे डांबरी रसतयावरचा, भुर‌या शांततेचा िनिशगंध&lt;br /&gt;या सृषीचया िनवांत पोटी, परं तु लपली सैरावैरा&lt;br /&gt;अजस धांदल कणात देईल, िजवंततेचे अधयर भासकरा&lt;br /&gt;थांब जरासा वेळ तोवरी, अचेतनांचा वास कोवळा&lt;br /&gt;सचेतनांचा हरप शीतल, उरे घोटभर गोड िहवाळा&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 95&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; पेम सवरप आई - माधव जयूि लअन&lt;br /&gt;पेमसवरप आई! वातसलयिसधु आई !&lt;br /&gt;बोलावु तूज आता मी कोणतया उपायी ?&lt;br /&gt;तू माय, लेकर मी; तू गाय, वासर मी;&lt;br /&gt;ताटातुटी जहाली, आता कसे कर मी ?&lt;br /&gt;गेली दुरी यशोदा टाकू िन येथ कानहा,&lt;br /&gt;अन्‌ रािहला कधीचा तानहा ितचा भुका ना?&lt;br /&gt;तानहास दूर ठे वी - पानहा तरीिह वाहे -&lt;br /&gt;जाया सती िशरे जी आगीत, शांत राहे;&lt;br /&gt;नैषुयर तया सतीचे तू दािवलेस माते,&lt;br /&gt;अकयय हतपभूचे सामीषय साधणयाते.&lt;br /&gt;नाही जगात झाली आबाळ या िजवाची,&lt;br /&gt;तूझी उणीव िचती आई, तरीिह जाची.&lt;br /&gt;िचती तुझी समरे ना काहीच रपरे खा,&lt;br /&gt;आई हवी महणूनी सोडी न जीव हेका.&lt;br /&gt;िवदाधनपितषा लाभे अता मला ही,&lt;br /&gt;आईिवणे परी मी हा पोरकाच राही.&lt;br /&gt;सारे िमळे परंतू आई पुनहा न भेटे,&lt;br /&gt;तेणे िचताच िचती माझया अखंड पेटे.&lt;br /&gt;आई तुझया िवयोगे बमहांड आठवे गे !&lt;br /&gt;कै लास सोडु नी ये उलके समान वेगे.&lt;br /&gt;िकवा िवदेह आतमा तूझा िफरे सभोती,&lt;br /&gt;अवक अशुधारा की तीथररप ओती !&lt;br /&gt;ही भूक पोरकयाची होई न शांत आई&lt;br /&gt;पाहिनया दुजयांचे वातसलय लोचनांही&lt;br /&gt;वाटे इथूिन जावे, तूझयापुढे िनजावे&lt;br /&gt;नेती तुझया हसावे, िचती तुझया ठसावे !&lt;br /&gt;वकी तुझया परी हे के वहा िसथरे ल डोके ,&lt;br /&gt;देईल शांतवाया हतसपंद मंद झोके ?&lt;br /&gt;घे जनम तू िफरनी, येईन मीिह पोटी,&lt;br /&gt;खोटी ठरो न देवा, ही एक आस मोठी !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 96&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; कोिकलानयोिक - कृ षणशासी िचपळू णकर&lt;br /&gt;[ वसंतितलका]&lt;br /&gt;येथे समसत बिहरे वसताित लोक,&lt;br /&gt;कां भाषणे मधुर तूं किरशी अनेक.&lt;br /&gt;हे मूखर यांस िकमपीिह नसे िववेक,&lt;br /&gt;वणारवरन तुजला गणतील काक. !! १ !!&lt;br /&gt;[शादूलिवकीिडत]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; र&lt;br /&gt;या माळाविर वृक एकिह नसे, बाळा खुळया कोिकला,&lt;br /&gt;येथे मंजुळ शबद काढु िन गळा कां शोिषशी आपुला?&lt;br /&gt;जेथे बोल अमोल वाटित तुझ, तो देश, बा, वेगळा;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;तेथे आम फु लोिन गंध िवखरे चोिहकडे आगळा. !! २ !!&lt;br /&gt;[पृथवी]&lt;br /&gt;वसंतसमयी फु ले, पिरमळे िदशा वािप जो,&lt;br /&gt;जयास अवलोकु नी सुरतरिह िचती िथजो,&lt;br /&gt;तया सतत सेिवती िवहग आमवृका िकती;&lt;br /&gt;परी िपकिच एकला मधुर वािण लाधे कृ ती. !! ३ !!&lt;br /&gt;[शादूलिवकीिडत]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; र&lt;br /&gt;कां, बा, सुसवर शबद कािढिश िपका? राहे उगा; काळ हा&lt;br /&gt;लोटेतो तरकोटरी लपुिनयां कोठे तरीही रहा.&lt;br /&gt;पाने तीव िहमे गळोिन िदसती झाडे जळालयापरी,&lt;br /&gt;गजे ककर श शबद थोर करनी काकावली तयांवरी. !! ४ !!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; बाभळीिवषयी अनयोिक - कृ षणशािस िचपळू णकर&lt;br /&gt;कांटांनी भरले शरीर अवघे, छाया नसे दाटही,&lt;br /&gt;नाही वास फु लांस, भूक न िनवे जयाचया फळे अलपही,&lt;br /&gt;नाही एकिह पांथ येत जवळी तूझया, असो गोष ही&lt;br /&gt;अनयाची न फळे िमळोत महणुनी होशी तयांते वही.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; अनयोकी - कृ षणशासी िचपळू णकर&lt;br /&gt;(शादूलिवकीिडत)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; र&lt;br /&gt;देखूनी उदया तुझया िदजकु ळे गाती अती हषुनी,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; र&lt;br /&gt;शादूलािदक सवर दुष दडती िगयरतरी जाउनी,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; र&lt;br /&gt;देशी ताप परी जसा विरवरी येशी नभी, भासकरा,&lt;br /&gt;अतयुची पिद थोरही िबधडतो हा बोल आहे खरा.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(सगधरा)&lt;br /&gt;जयाची सपधार कराया इतर गज कधी शक नाहीच झाले&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 97&lt;br /&gt;सांगावे काय? जयाचया मृगपितिह भये रान सोडू न गेले,&lt;br /&gt;तो पंकामािज आजी गजवर फसला, युिक नाही िनघाया.&lt;br /&gt;अवहेिरती, पहा, हे कलकल करनी कुद कोलहे तयाला.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(शादूलिवकीिडत)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; र&lt;br /&gt;जाळे तोडु िनयां बळे हिरण तो टाळोिन दावािगला,&lt;br /&gt;वाधाचे चुकवूिन बाणिह महावेगे पुढे चािलला,&lt;br /&gt;तो घाईत उडी फसूिन पडला आडामधे बापडा;&lt;br /&gt;होती सवरिह यत िनषफळ, जरी होई िवधी वांकडा.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(शादूलिवकीिडत)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; र&lt;br /&gt;जयाचे पललव मंगलपद, िशणा छाया जयाची हरी&lt;br /&gt;गंधे युके फु ले, फळे ही असती जयाची सुधेचया परी,&lt;br /&gt;वाटे जो रमणीय भूषण वनशीचे मुखीचे, भला&lt;br /&gt;आमा तया िपक सेिवतां समसमां संयोग की जाहला!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(िशखिरणी)&lt;br /&gt;उभा राहे एके चरिण धरणीते धरिनयां&lt;br /&gt;तपशयार वाटे किरत जणुं डोळे िमटु िनयां,&lt;br /&gt;बका ऐशा ढोगे तव अमित मासेच ठकती,&lt;br /&gt;पिर जाते तूझे कपट लवलाही उमजती.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(पृथवी)&lt;br /&gt;वनी िवलसती बह िविवध वृक चोहीकडे,&lt;br /&gt;तयांत मज चंदनासम न एकही सांपडे,&lt;br /&gt;जयास न िदली फळे न कु सुमेिह दैवे जरी,&lt;br /&gt;शरीर िझजवूिन जो तिर परोपकारा करी.&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 98&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; िवदापशंस ा - कृ षणशासी िचपळू णकर&lt;br /&gt;[आयार]&lt;br /&gt;िवदेनेच मनुषया आले शेषतव हा जगामाजी;&lt;br /&gt;न िदसे एकिह वसतू िवदेनेही असाधय आहे जी. !! १ !!&lt;br /&gt;वासिदक आद मुनी किव अवारचीन सवरथोर तसे&lt;br /&gt;महणती एकमते की, धन िवदासम नरास अनय नसे. !! २ !!&lt;br /&gt;देउिन िकवा भोगुिन उणे न होतां सदैव वाढतसे&lt;br /&gt;ऐसे एकच िवदा-धन, अदभुत गुण न हा दुजयांत वसे. !! ३ !!&lt;br /&gt;न बलातकारे राजा, न चोर कपटे, जया हरायास&lt;br /&gt;होई समथर, जयाचया अलपिह संरकणी न आयास.!! ४ !!&lt;br /&gt;नानािवध रतांची कनकाची असित भूषणे फार;&lt;br /&gt;पिर िवदासम एकिह शोभादायक नसे अलंकार. !! ५ !!&lt;br /&gt;या सार‌या भुवनी िहत-कर िवदेसारखा सखा नाही;&lt;br /&gt;अनुकूळ ती जयाला िनतय तयाला उणे नसे कांही !! ६ !!&lt;br /&gt;गुरपिर उपदेश करी, संकट्-समयी उपायही सुचवी,&lt;br /&gt;िचितत फल देउिनयां कलपतरपिर मनोरथां पुरवी. !! ७ !!&lt;br /&gt;िवदाबलसम अढळे न दुजे बल कोणतेिह या लोकी;&lt;br /&gt;तीने िनजपभावे वश के ले सकल िवश, अवलोकी ! !! ८ !!&lt;br /&gt;कुदा पशुपकयांची काय कथा? पांचही महाभूते&lt;br /&gt;जानबळे आकळु नी के ले मनुजे सवदाससम तयांत. !! ९ !!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;िवसरिन परसपरांचा िवरोध जल विनह सेिवती तयाते;&lt;br /&gt;दासापिर वश होउिन किरती तयाचया समसत कृ तयांते. !!१० !!&lt;br /&gt;तयाची वसे िविणती, रथ ओिढित, लोिटतीिह नौकाते;&lt;br /&gt;बह सांगणे कशाला? किरती तो सांगतो तयां ते ते ! !! ११ !!&lt;br /&gt;मोठे मोठे तरवर मोडी, फोडीिह जी िशलारशी,&lt;br /&gt;िवदुललता नरे ती के ली संदशहािरका दासी ! !! १२ !!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; े&lt;br /&gt;िवदेचया सामथे के ला रिव िचतकार मनुजाने;&lt;br /&gt;होउिन अंिकत वायुिह तुष करी तयास सुसवरे गाने ! !! १३ !!&lt;br /&gt;यापिर सकल सुखे जी देई, दु:खे समसत जी वारी,&lt;br /&gt;तया िवदादेवीते अननयभावे सदा भजा भारी. !! १४ !!&lt;br /&gt;नाही परोपकारापिर दुसरे थोर पुणय हे वचन&lt;br /&gt;सतय असे तिर िवदादानाशी तुलय पुणय आिणक न.!! १५ !!&lt;br /&gt;ऐकवयरबलधनािदक सौखये पसवे समसत जी कांही,&lt;br /&gt;ती िवदा जो देई, तेणे वद काय ते िदले नाही? !! १६ !!&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 99&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; झालया ितनहीसांज ा - यशवंत&lt;br /&gt;अजुनी कसे येती ना, परधानया राजा&lt;br /&gt;िकरिकरती रातिकडे, झालया ितनहीसांजा ll धु.ll&lt;br /&gt;उिशर होई काढाया गाईचया धारा&lt;br /&gt;शालु िहरा कालवडी देती हंकारा&lt;br /&gt;टवकािरती कान जरी वाजे दरवाजा ll १ ll&lt;br /&gt;वाट तरी सरळ कु ठे पांिदितल सारी&lt;br /&gt;तयांतनी तर आज रात अंधारी भारी&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ु&lt;br /&gt;आिण बैल कसलयाही बुजती आवाजा ll २ ll&lt;br /&gt;'जेवणार मी पुढात' घाली मधु रं जी&lt;br /&gt;झोपेने पेगुळली तरी न नीजे मंजी&lt;br /&gt;आिण िकती करती आंत-बाहेरी ये-जा ll ३ ll&lt;br /&gt;िनवलयावर हरडयाचया उसळीस न गोडी&lt;br /&gt;लवकर कां सोिडती न मोट तरी थोडी&lt;br /&gt;अिधकािधक खाली-वर होई जीव माझा ll ४ ll&lt;br /&gt;गुरगुरला जो िपसाळ काल जरा कांही&lt;br /&gt;महणती तया मेलयाला कािळज की नाही&lt;br /&gt;पिर पाठीराखी ती आहे अषभुजा ll ५ ll&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 100&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; कशासाठी पोटासाठी - माधव जयूि लयन&lt;br /&gt;कशासाठी पोटासाठी&lt;br /&gt;खंडाळयाचया घाटासाठी&lt;br /&gt;चला खेळू आगगाडी,&lt;br /&gt;झोका उं च कोण काढी?&lt;br /&gt;बाळू , नीट कडी धर&lt;br /&gt;झोका चाले खाली वर&lt;br /&gt;ऐका कु कु क् ‌ िशटी झाली&lt;br /&gt;बोगदात गाडी आली&lt;br /&gt;खडखड भकभक&lt;br /&gt;अंधारात लखलख&lt;br /&gt;इंिजनाची पहा खोडी&lt;br /&gt;बोगदात धूर सोडी&lt;br /&gt;नका िभऊ थोडासाठी&lt;br /&gt;लागे कु ते िभतयापाठी&lt;br /&gt;उजेड तो दूर कसा&lt;br /&gt;इवलासा कवडसा&lt;br /&gt;नागफणी डावीकडे&lt;br /&gt;कोकण ते तळी पडे&lt;br /&gt;पाठमोरी आता गाडी&lt;br /&gt;वाट मुंबईची काढी&lt;br /&gt;खोल दरी उललासाची&lt;br /&gt;दोन डोकयांचा राजमाची&lt;br /&gt;पडे खळाळत पाणी&lt;br /&gt;फे साळलया दुधावाणी&lt;br /&gt;आता जरा वाटे दाटी&lt;br /&gt;थंड वारा वरघाटी&lt;br /&gt;डावलून माथेरान&lt;br /&gt;धावे गाडी सुटे भान&lt;br /&gt;तारखांब हे वेगात&lt;br /&gt;मागे मागे धावतात&lt;br /&gt;तार खाली वर डोले&lt;br /&gt;ितचयावर दोन होले&lt;br /&gt;झाडी िफरे मंडलात&lt;br /&gt;रळ संगे धावतात&lt;br /&gt;आली मुंबई या जाऊ&lt;br /&gt;राणीचा तो बाग पाह&lt;br /&gt;गदी झगमग हाटी-&lt;br /&gt;कशासाठी? पोटासाठी !&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 101&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; कादरखां - के शवकु मार&lt;br /&gt;हा कोण इथे पडलेला ! 'कादरखां काबुलवाला' ! धृ.&lt;br /&gt;िधपपाड देह हा अडवा ! पसरला सहा अन् फू ट !&lt;br /&gt;पालथे पिलकडे पडले ! िवकाळ िखळयांचे बूट !&lt;br /&gt;चुिणदार चोळणा आतां ! फाटून होय िचरगूट !&lt;br /&gt;बैसला पठाणी बडगा ! बाजूला दूर िनमूट !&lt;br /&gt;िचखलांत बुडाले कलले !&lt;br /&gt;तयां ओिढित िचलले-िपलले !&lt;br /&gt;िखसमीस िखशांितल उरले&lt;br /&gt;कु णी मािर तयावर डलला ! 'कादरखां काबुलवाला' !.....१&lt;br /&gt;अफगाण दर‌यांितल आतां ! डु रकाळया फोिडित शेर !&lt;br /&gt;बुरखयांतुिन कं दाहारी ! उठलासे हाहा:कार !&lt;br /&gt;तो शबरत पीतां-पीतां ! दचके ल मधेच अमीर !&lt;br /&gt;'कया हवा!' ओरडु िन ऐसे ! बडवतात सगळे ऊर !&lt;br /&gt;ते हेरतचे अकोड&lt;br /&gt;ते बदाम-िपसते गोड&lt;br /&gt;रडरडु नी होती रोड&lt;br /&gt;अलबुखार अंबुिन गेला ! 'कादरखां काबुलवाला' !....२&lt;br /&gt;तो िहग काबुली आतां ! िवकणार यापुढे कोण ?&lt;br /&gt;वाजासतव बसुनी दारी ! गिरबांचा घेइल पाण ?&lt;br /&gt;खाणार कोण यापुढती ! ती किलगडे कोरन?&lt;br /&gt;सजवी नूर नयनांचा ! की सुरमा घालुिन कोण ?&lt;br /&gt;रसतयावर मांडुिन खाटा&lt;br /&gt;हककयासह मािरल बाता-&lt;br /&gt;िहडेल कोण वा आतां&lt;br /&gt;घालून चमेलीमाळा ? ! 'कादरखां काबुलवाला' ! .....३&lt;br /&gt;करं नका गलबला अगदी ! झोपला असे हा वीर !&lt;br /&gt;जनमांत असा पिहलयाने ! पहडला शांत गंभीर !&lt;br /&gt;राहणे िजते जर, मागे ! वहा दोन पावले दूर !&lt;br /&gt;हा बसेल मानगुटीला ! ना तरी होउनी पीर !&lt;br /&gt;जा पळा-पंचनामयाला&lt;br /&gt;तो आला डगलेवाला,--&lt;br /&gt;अडकवील की साकीला,&lt;br /&gt;मग महणाल "पुरता भंवला ! 'कादरखां काबुलवाला' !....४&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 102&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; लाडकी बाहली - शांत ा शेळ के&lt;br /&gt;लाडकी बाहली होती माझी एक&lt;br /&gt;िमळणार तशी ना शोधूनी दुसर‌या लाख&lt;br /&gt;िकती गोरी गोरी गाल गुलाबच फु लले&lt;br /&gt;हासती के स ते सुदर काळे कु रळे&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;झाकती उघडती िनळे हासरे डोळे&lt;br /&gt;अन ओठ जसे की आताच खुदकन हसले&lt;br /&gt;अंगात शोभला झगा रे शमी लाल&lt;br /&gt;के सांवर फु लले लाल िफतीचे फु ल&lt;br /&gt;िकतीतरी बाहलया होतया माझयाजवळी&lt;br /&gt;पण तीच सोनुली फार मला आवडली&lt;br /&gt;मी गेले तीजसह माळावर खेळाया&lt;br /&gt;मी लपून महणते साई सुटटा हो या या&lt;br /&gt;िकती शोध शोधली परी कु ठे न ती िदसली&lt;br /&gt;परतले घरी मी होउन िहरमुसलेली&lt;br /&gt;सवपात तीने मम रोज एकदा यावे&lt;br /&gt;हलवून मला हळु माळावरती नयावे&lt;br /&gt;वाटते सारखे जावे तयाच िठकणी&lt;br /&gt;शोधुनी पहावी पुनहा पुनहा ती िचमणी&lt;br /&gt;जाणार कशी पण संतत पाउस धार&lt;br /&gt;खल मुळी न ितजला वारा झोबे फर&lt;br /&gt;पाऊस उघडता गेले माळावरती&lt;br /&gt;गवतावर ओलया मजला सापडली ती&lt;br /&gt;कु णी गेली होती गाय तुडवूनी ितजला&lt;br /&gt;पाहनी दशा ती रडू च आले मजला&lt;br /&gt;मैितणी महणालया काय अहा हे धयान&lt;br /&gt;के सांचया िझपर‌या रं गही गेला उडू न&lt;br /&gt;परी आवडली ती तशीच मजला राणी&lt;br /&gt;लाडकी बाहली होती माझी महणुनी&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 103&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; मामाची गाडी - ग . ह . पाटील&lt;br /&gt;माझया मामाची रं गीत गाडी हो&lt;br /&gt;ितला िखललाऱया बैलांची जोडी हो&lt;br /&gt;कशी दौडत दौडत येई हो&lt;br /&gt;मला आजोळी घेऊन जाई हो&lt;br /&gt;नाही िबकट घाट,&lt;br /&gt;सारी सपाट वाट,&lt;br /&gt;मऊ गालीचे ठायी ठायी हो&lt;br /&gt;शीळ घालून मंजूळ वाणी हो&lt;br /&gt;पाजी बैलांना ओहोळ पाणी हो&lt;br /&gt;गळा खुळखुळ घुंगुर माळा हो&lt;br /&gt;गाई िकलबील िवहंग मेळा हो&lt;br /&gt;बाजरीचया शेतात,&lt;br /&gt;करी सळसळ वात,&lt;br /&gt;कशी घुमली अंबेराई हो&lt;br /&gt;कोण कानोसा घेऊन पाही हो&lt;br /&gt;कोण लगबग धावून येई हो&lt;br /&gt;गिहवरन धरन पोटी हो&lt;br /&gt;माझे आजोबा चुबन घेती हो&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ं&lt;br /&gt;लेक एकु लती,&lt;br /&gt;नातू एकु लता,&lt;br /&gt;िकती कौतुक कौतुक होई हो&lt;br /&gt;बालभारती आिण कु मारभारतीतलया मराठी किवता&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Page 104&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-7871888322979921594</id><published>2009-12-30T13:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:01:29.345+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Save The Best For Last Lyrics by Vanessa Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the snow comes down in June&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the sun goes 'round the moon&lt;br /&gt;I see the passion in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's all a big surprise&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there was a time when all I did was wish&lt;br /&gt;You'd tell me this was love&lt;br /&gt;It's not the way I hoped or how I planned&lt;br /&gt;But somehow it's enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we're standing face to face&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this world a crazy place&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought our chance had passed&lt;br /&gt;You go and save the best for last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the nights you came to me&lt;br /&gt;When some silly girl had set you free&lt;br /&gt;You wondered how you'd make it through&lt;br /&gt;I wondered what was wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause how could you give your love to someone else&lt;br /&gt;And share your dreams with me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the very thing you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;Is the one thing you can't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we're standing face to face&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this world a crazy place&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought our chance had passed&lt;br /&gt;You go and save the best for last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the very thing you're looking for&lt;br /&gt;Is the one thing you can't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the snow comes down in June&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the sun goes 'round the moon&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought 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Escher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-7739318824938413023?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/7739318824938413023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/sky-and-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/7739318824938413023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/7739318824938413023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/sky-and-water.html' title='Sky and Water'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RfVS3nBHLTs/SyMDAGi7GHI/AAAAAAAAEY0/esadSKBnBT0/s72-c/m+c+escher+sky+and+water+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-835450861750880781</id><published>2009-12-12T00:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:12:07.591+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dance Like No One Is Watching</title><content type='html'>We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another.  Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough and we'll be more content when they are.  After that we're frustrated that we have teenagers to deal with.  We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage.  We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our spouse gets his or her act together, when we get a nicer car, are able to go on a nice vacation, when we retire.  &lt;br /&gt;The truth is, there's no better time to be happy than right now.  If not now, when?  Your life will always be filled with challenges.  It's best to admit this to yourself and decide to be happy anyway.  One of my favorite quotes comes from Alfred D Souza.  &lt;br /&gt;He said, "For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life.  But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid.   Then life would begin.  At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life."  &lt;br /&gt;This perspective has helped me to see that there is no way to happiness.   Happiness is the way.  So, treasure every moment that you have.  And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time...and remember that time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;So stop waiting until you finish school, until you go back to school, until you lose ten pounds, until you gain ten pounds, until you have kids, until your kids leave the house, until you start work, until you retire, until you get married, until you get divorced, until Friday night, until Sunday morning, until you get a new car or home, until your car or home is paid off, until spring, until summer, until fall, until winter, until you are off welfare, until the first or fifteenth, until your song comes on, until you've had a drink, until you've sobered up, until you die, until you are born again to decide that there is no better time than right now to be happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a journey, not a destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day: "Work like you don't need money,  Love like you've never been hurt,  And dance like no one's watching."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-835450861750880781?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.zealland.com/Treasure_Chest_Jan25-31,99.htm' title='Dance Like No One Is Watching'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/835450861750880781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/dance-like-no-one-is-watching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/835450861750880781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/835450861750880781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/dance-like-no-one-is-watching.html' title='Dance Like No One Is Watching'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-6722349526072733216</id><published>2009-12-12T00:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:10:24.779+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WARNING! 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College Stress Buster Secrets Professors Don&apos;t Know and Parents Can&apos;t Tell!'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-91350987244341621</id><published>2009-12-11T11:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:50:02.172+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About College</title><content type='html'>College is a bunch of rooms where you sit for 2,000 hours or so and&lt;br /&gt;try to memorize things. The 2,000 hours are spread out over four&lt;br /&gt;years. You spend the rest of the time sleeping, partying, and trying to&lt;br /&gt;get dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you learn two kinds of things in college:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Things you will need to know in later life (two hours). 2. Things you&lt;br /&gt;will not need to know in later life (1,998 hours).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter are the things you learn in classes whose names end in&lt;br /&gt;-ology, -osophy, -istry, -ics, and so on. The idea is you memorize&lt;br /&gt;these things, then write them down in little exam books, then forget&lt;br /&gt;them. If you fail to forget them, you become a professor and have to stay&lt;br /&gt;in college for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've been in college for a year or so, you're supposed to&lt;br /&gt;choose a major, which is the subject you intend to memorize and&lt;br /&gt;forget the most things about. Here is a very important piece of&lt;br /&gt;advice: Be sure to choose a major that does not involve Known Facts&lt;br /&gt;and Right Answers. This means you must not major in mathematics,&lt;br /&gt;physics, biology, chemistry, or geology because these subjects&lt;br /&gt;involve actual facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, for example, you major in mathematics, you're going to wander&lt;br /&gt;into class one day and the professor will say: "Define the cosine&lt;br /&gt;integer of the quadrant of a rhomboid binary axis, and extrapolate&lt;br /&gt;your result to five significant vertices." If you don't come up with&lt;br /&gt;exactly the answer the professor has in mind, you fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same is true of chemistry: If you write in your exam book that&lt;br /&gt;carbon and hydrogen combine to form oak, your professor will flunk&lt;br /&gt;you. He wants you to come up with the same answer he and all the&lt;br /&gt;other chemists have agreed on. Scientists are extremely snotty about&lt;br /&gt;this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you should major in subjects like English, philosophy, psychology, and&lt;br /&gt;sociology - subjects in which nobody really understands what anybody else&lt;br /&gt;is talking about, and which involve virtually no actual facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended classes in all these subjects, so I'll give you a quick&lt;br /&gt;overview of each:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH: This involves writing papers about long books you have read&lt;br /&gt;little snippets of just before class. Here is a tip on how to get good&lt;br /&gt;grades on your English papers: Never say anything about a book that&lt;br /&gt;anybody with any common sense would say. For example, suppose you are&lt;br /&gt;studying Moby Dick. Anybody with any common sense would say Moby Dick is&lt;br /&gt;a big white whale, since the characters in the book refer to it as a big&lt;br /&gt;white whale roughly 11,000 times. So in your paper, you say Moby Dick is&lt;br /&gt;actually the Republic of Ireland. Your professor, who is sick to death of&lt;br /&gt;reading papers and never liked Moby Dick anyway, will think you are&lt;br /&gt;enormously creative. If you can regularly come up with lunatic&lt;br /&gt;interpretations of simple stories, you should major in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHILOSOPHY: Basically, this involves sitting in a room and deciding&lt;br /&gt;there is no such thing as reality and then going to lunch. You should&lt;br /&gt;major in philosophy if you plan to take a lot of drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSYCHOLOGY: This involves talking about rats and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Psychologists are obsessed with rats and dreams. I once spent an&lt;br /&gt;entire semester training a rat to punch little buttons in a certain&lt;br /&gt;sequence, then training my roommate to do the same thing. The rat&lt;br /&gt;learned much faster. My roommate is now a doctor. If you like rats or&lt;br /&gt;dreams, and above all if you dream about rats, you should major in&lt;br /&gt;psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIOLOGY: For sheer lack of intelligibility, sociology is far and&lt;br /&gt;away the number one subject. I sat through hundreds of hours of&lt;br /&gt;sociology courses, and read gobs of sociology writing, and I never&lt;br /&gt;once heard or read a coherent statement. This is because sociologists&lt;br /&gt;want to be considered scientists, so they spend most of their time&lt;br /&gt;translating simple, obvious observations into scientific-sounding code.&lt;br /&gt;If you plan to major in sociology, you'll have to learn to do the same&lt;br /&gt;thing. For example, suppose you have observed that children cry when they&lt;br /&gt;fall down. You should write: "Methodological observation of the&lt;br /&gt;sociometrical behavior tendencies of prematurated isolates indicates that&lt;br /&gt;a causal relationship exists between groundward tropism and lachrimatory&lt;br /&gt;behavior forms." If you can keep this up for 50 or 60 pages, you will get&lt;br /&gt;a large government grant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-91350987244341621?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/91350987244341621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/truth-about-college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/91350987244341621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/91350987244341621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/truth-about-college.html' title='The Truth About College'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-2592514903895411555</id><published>2009-12-11T11:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:30:48.114+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meaning'/><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>Life:&lt;br /&gt;Explained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not very long," answered the Mexican. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the American. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And after that?" asked the Mexican. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long would that take?" asked the Mexican. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And after that?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the American, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the Mexican. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the moral of this story is: ......... Know where you're going in life... you may already be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-2592514903895411555?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/2592514903895411555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/2592514903895411555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/2592514903895411555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-123971372070106633</id><published>2009-12-11T11:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:18:53.347+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><title type='text'>WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE  ROAD???</title><content type='html'>WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE  ROAD???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plato:  For the greater good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristotle:  To fulfill its nature on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl Marx:  It was a historical inevitability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machiavelli:  So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a&lt;br /&gt;chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road,&lt;br /&gt;but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend&lt;br /&gt;with such a paragon of avian virtue?  In such a manner is the princely &lt;br /&gt;chicken's dominion maintained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippocrates:  Because of an excess of light pink gooey stuff in its&lt;br /&gt;pancreas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacques Derrida: Any number of contending discourses may be discovered&lt;br /&gt;within the act of the chicken crossing the road, and each&lt;br /&gt;interpretation is equally valid as the authorial intent can never be &lt;br /&gt;discerned, because structuralism is DEAD, DAMMIT, DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas de Torquemada:  Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I'll &lt;br /&gt;find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy Leary:  Because that's the only kind of trip the Establishment&lt;br /&gt;would let it take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas Adams:  Forty-two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nietzsche:  Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road &lt;br /&gt;gazes also across you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver North:  National Security was at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.F. Skinner:  Because the external influences which had pervaded its&lt;br /&gt;sensorium from birth had caused it to develop in such a fashion that &lt;br /&gt;it would tend to cross roads, even while believing these actions to be &lt;br /&gt;of its own free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carl Jung:  The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt &lt;br /&gt;necessitated that individual chickens cross roads at this historical &lt;br /&gt;juncture, and therefore synchronicitously brought such occurrences &lt;br /&gt;into being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Paul Sartre:  In order to act in good faith and be true to &lt;br /&gt;itself, the chicken found it necessary to cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludwig Wittgenstein:  The possibility of "crossing" was encoded into &lt;br /&gt;the objects "chicken" and "road", and circumstances came into being &lt;br /&gt;which&lt;br /&gt;caused the actualization of this potential occurrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein:  Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road&lt;br /&gt;crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristotle:  To actualize its potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha:  If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howard Cosell:  It may very well have been one of the most astonishing&lt;br /&gt;events to grace the annals of history.  An historic, unprecedented&lt;br /&gt;avian biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean achievement &lt;br /&gt;formerly relegated to homo sapien pedestrians is truly a remarkable &lt;br /&gt;occurence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvador Dali:  The Fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwin:  It was the logical next step after coming down from the &lt;br /&gt;trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Dickinson:  Because it could not stop for death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epicurus:  For fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson: It didn't cross the road; it transcended it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johann Wolfgang von Goethe:  The eternal hen-principle made it do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernest Hemingway:  To die.  In the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werner Heisenberg:  We are not sure which side of the road the chicken&lt;br /&gt;was on, but it was moving very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Hume:  Out of custom and habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddam Hussein:  This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were&lt;br /&gt;quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Nicholson:  'Cause it (censored) wanted to.  That's the &lt;br /&gt;(censored) reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pyrrho the Skeptic: What road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronald Reagan:  Well,...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Sununu:  The Air Force was only too happy to provide the&lt;br /&gt;transportation, so quite understandably the chicken availed himself&lt;br /&gt;of the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sphinx:  You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry David Thoreau:  To live deliberately ... and suck all the marrow&lt;br /&gt;out of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain:  The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mishima:   For the beauty of it. The chicken's extension of its &lt;br /&gt;sinuous legs sent shivers of a dark despair into the souls not only of &lt;br /&gt;the silently watching hens but also the roosters, who felt a sudden&lt;br /&gt;sexual desire for their exquisite comrade.  The dark courage of the&lt;br /&gt;chicken was as beautiful as drops of dew upon jade at midnight, struck &lt;br /&gt;by a partial moon, its light filtered through clouds. One of the &lt;br /&gt;deeply aroused roosters could stand the intensity of the moment no &lt;br /&gt;more and bit off the head of the beautiful, courageous chicken-hero, &lt;br /&gt;whose wine blood was deliciously drunken by the road, and he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Cochran:  The chicken didn't cross the road. Some &lt;br /&gt;chicken-hating, genocidal, lying public official moved the road right &lt;br /&gt;under the chicken's feet while he was practicing his golf swing and &lt;br /&gt;thinking about his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camus:  The chicken's mother had just died.  But this did not really&lt;br /&gt;upset him, as any number of witnesses can attest.  In fact, he&lt;br /&gt;crossed just because the sun got in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Sununu (again):  I would argue that the chicken never crossed the&lt;br /&gt;road at all.  That it is a story concocted by the Clinton &lt;br /&gt;Administration to distract attention from their failed agriculture&lt;br /&gt;policy. Where is the evidence that the chicken crossed the road? &lt;br /&gt;Where, Michael?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Kinsley:  Oh, John, come on!  Everybody knows the chicken &lt;br /&gt;crossed the road.  What evidence do you need?  It's obvious that the &lt;br /&gt;chicken crossed the road.  Your whole argument is just a smoke and &lt;br /&gt;mirror tactic to distract us from the fact that most chickens polled &lt;br /&gt;now back the Democratic Party.  You ought to be ashamed of yourself,&lt;br /&gt;John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siskel:  I don't know why it crossed the road, but I loved it.  Thumbs&lt;br /&gt;up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebert:  I disagree.  The whole thing left the audience wondering; the&lt;br /&gt;chicken's crossing the road was never clearly explained and the &lt;br /&gt;chicken didn't emote very well.  It couldn't even speak English!&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Kinsley:  But you both agree it did cross the road, right? &lt;br /&gt;See, John.  I'm right as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-123971372070106633?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/123971372070106633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-did-chicken-cross-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/123971372070106633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/123971372070106633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-did-chicken-cross-road.html' title='WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE  ROAD???'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-5796587210617536233</id><published>2009-12-09T13:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:20:43.030+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Day In The Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.onlineeducation.net/internet/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onlineeducation.net/internet/social-media-count_full.jpg" alt="A Day in the Internet" width="500" height="1624" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://www.onlineeducation.net"&gt;OnlineEducation.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-5796587210617536233?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/5796587210617536233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-in-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/5796587210617536233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/5796587210617536233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-in-internet.html' title='A Day In The Internet'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-2656503127670164589</id><published>2009-12-07T19:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:42:43.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Improve</title><content type='html'>1. There is is no personal development ceiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a time in your personal growth where you can say “okay, I’m done.” You can’t grow so much that you will ever reach a ceiling. The beauty of personal development is that you’ll find whenever you grow, achieve goals or find more personal freedom, your context changes. The more you grow, the more your life will take on an upward spiral of personal growth. The more things get better, the more you realize what you thought was a 10 was really a 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people tend to think if you “fix” certain parts of your life, you’ll reach some kind of ever-lasting contentment. True growth, however, isn’t linear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Re-framing just doesn’t always work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of personal development blogs will give you advice on how to be more happy. They’ll also try to tell you how to re-frame negative situations and see the positive side of it. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing, for every negative there is obviously a positive. It’s just the way the universe works. But sometimes negative situations just plain suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got hit by a car, I’m not going to be thinking about how I can re-frame this experience. I’m probably going to be more concerned with whether or not I’ll be able to walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Acceptance is more important than happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people when pursuing personal development go on a happiness mono-diet. They want to be happy all the time and will do whatever it takes to make this happen. They have a realization that their life sucked because they were focusing only on the negative parts of their life. While this is a huge breakthrough for most people, many people don’t really “get it.” They go from one extreme to the other; instead of embracing both equally important sides of life (the good and the bad) and learning from them, they become Mary Poppins delusional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denying your negative feelings isn’t the path to greater happiness. Ignoring all the shitty parts of your life won’t make them go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As important as it is to appreciate the positive, we have to acknowledge and accept the negative. After all, if white wins over black, all we have left is empty space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The outside is just as important as the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety five percent of all personal development blogs will tell you in order to change your life, you need to change the inside. You need to change your beliefs and agreements that you have with yourself. Drop dis-empowering contexts and embrace empowering ones. Makes sense right? When learning this new-fangled concept people can get pretty crazy. They’ve been searching for happiness from the outside in and this seems to be pretty enlightening. They’ve been looking for fancy products, an exciting job, new cars, and Armani shades to make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’ve realized that no matter how much of these things they acquire, their drug like bliss is fleeting at best. So we wisely start searching for happiness within. But internal happiness will not make you fall in love with a dead end job you hate, it will not make you “come to terms” with your abusive relationship and it will not put food on your table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we go from focusing on the negative to solely on the positive, we become extremists on the other side of the fence. In truth, there is no competition. Integrated and learning from the positive and negative are equally important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Happiness creates productivity, not the other way around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increased productivity is the result of increased happiness. Placing a complex productivity system on top of work you dread will be a short lived fix at best. We’re also often the most productive when what we’re doing has no purpose whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Simply reading a bunch of productivity blogs will not improve your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading seven thousand ways to hack your motivation and the ultimate guide to be a productivity samurai will not improve your life alone. Reading a list about 100 things to be happy about will not make you a happier person. Passively absorbing information will not revolutionize your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inner coup against doing things that make you feel dead and liberating yourself requires hard work, introspection and action. While getting ideas and advice from other people can inspire you, what matters most is how you feel about your life and what you want. The only person that can figure that out is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Doing less of what you hate is as powerful as doing more of what you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes quitting and dropping out of society and others expectations is just as powerful as doing more of what you love. In fact, I think you’ll find in order to really pursue your dreams, you’ll have to quit a lot of things and forget unwanted expectations; ones that other people would find normal and unnegotiable. They’ll probably find you absurd and completely insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing more of what you love will always involve quitting things that are really negotiable (but seem like they’re not) and dealing with some major critics. Don’t worry, your courage to live authentically just scares them. Who knows, maybe you’ll inspire them to come to terms with the fact that they’re living in drudgery and denial too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The “Golden Rule” is flawed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows the golden rule, do to others what you would have done to you. While this obviously has good intentions, it doesn’t work in all situations. Particularly, in relationships. If you do to your partner what you would have done to you, you’ll probably annoy them, piss them off and leave them feeling neglected. Real meaningful relationships are built on trust and interdependency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really care about someone, you’ll do everything you can to find out how they would like to be treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your search for happiness, can often make you miserable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for happiness will often mean that you have to face a lot negative aspects of your life you’d rather ignore. You’ll have to deal with all the negative experiences you’ve had in your past and try to find ways to learn from them. Moving forward sometimes means taking two steps back in order to take a step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Addiction to self-improvement can ruin your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think if you’re all gung-ho about self improvement, there’s no chance your enthusiasm can back-fire. Unfortunately, addiction to seemingly positive pursuits can be just as detrimental to negative ones. Addiction to self improvement can cause you to spend all your time trying to improve, but never actually living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal of self improvement is to learn and grow, not to get sucked into a vacuum of obsession. There are many ways self improvement can ruin your life. We just need to keep in mind that self improvement is a means to an end, not an end in itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-2656503127670164589?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/2656503127670164589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/improve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/2656503127670164589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/2656503127670164589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/improve.html' title='Improve'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-8705460289774277923</id><published>2009-12-06T11:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-06T11:39:17.474+05:30</updated><title type='text'>जीवन</title><content type='html'>जीवन में एक सितारा था&lt;br /&gt;माना वह बेहद प्यारा था&lt;br /&gt;वह डूब गया तो डूब गया&lt;br /&gt;अंबर के आंगन को देखो&lt;br /&gt;कितने इसके तारे टूटे&lt;br /&gt;कितने इसके प्यारे छूटे&lt;br /&gt;जो छूट गये फ़िर कहां मिले&lt;br /&gt;पर बोलो टूटे तारों पर&lt;br /&gt;कब अंबर शोक मनाता है&lt;br /&gt;जो बीत गई सो बात गई&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जीवन में वह था एक कुसुम&lt;br /&gt;थे उस पर नित्य निछावर तुम&lt;br /&gt;वह सूख गया तो सूख गया&lt;br /&gt;मधुबन की छाती को देखो&lt;br /&gt;सूखी कितनी इसकी कलियां&lt;br /&gt;मुरझाईं कितनी वल्लरियां&lt;br /&gt;जो मुरझाईं फ़िर कहां खिली&lt;br /&gt;पर बोलो सूखे फ़ूलों पर&lt;br /&gt;कब मधुबन शोर मचाता है&lt;br /&gt;जो बीत गई सो बात गई&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जीवन में मधु का प्याला था&lt;br /&gt;तुमने तन मन दे डाला था&lt;br /&gt;वह टूट गया तो टूट गया&lt;br /&gt;मदिरालय का आंगन देखो&lt;br /&gt;कितने प्याले हिल जाते हैं&lt;br /&gt;गिर मिट्टी में मिल जाते हैं&lt;br /&gt;जो गिरते हैं कब उठते हैं&lt;br /&gt;पर बोलो टूटे प्यालों पर&lt;br /&gt;कब मदिरालय पछताता है&lt;br /&gt;जो बीत गई सो बात गई&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मृदु मिट्टी के बने हुए हैं&lt;br /&gt;मधु घट फ़ूटा ही करते हैं&lt;br /&gt;लघु जीवन ले कर आए हैं&lt;br /&gt;प्याले टूटा ही करते हैं&lt;br /&gt;फिर भी मदिरालय के अन्दर&lt;br /&gt;मधु के घट हैं मधु प्याले हैं&lt;br /&gt;जो मादकता के मारे हैं&lt;br /&gt;वे मधु लूटा ही करते हैं&lt;br /&gt;वह कच्चा पीने वाला है&lt;br /&gt;जिसकी ममता घट प्यालों पर&lt;br /&gt;जो सच्चे मधु से जला हुआ&lt;br /&gt;कब रोता है चिल्लाता है&lt;br /&gt;जो बीत गई सो बात गई&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-8705460289774277923?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/8705460289774277923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_6033.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/8705460289774277923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/8705460289774277923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_6033.html' 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/&gt;किन आँखो ने तेरे उर पर&lt;br /&gt;ऐसे सपनों के मधुवन का मधुमय बीज, बता, बोया था?&lt;br /&gt;मैं कल रात नहीं रोया था!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-4774790013515601077?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/4774790013515601077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4774790013515601077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4774790013515601077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_06.html' title='मैं कल रात नहीं रोया था'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-4943503407961740271</id><published>2009-12-05T18:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:53:59.485+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says</title><content type='html'>This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first story is about connecting the dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second story is about love and loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third story is about death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-4943503407961740271?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/4943503407961740271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/youve-got-to-find-what-you-love-jobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4943503407961740271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4943503407961740271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/youve-got-to-find-what-you-love-jobs.html' title='You&apos;ve got to find what you love,&apos; Jobs says'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-4761876139379828473</id><published>2009-12-05T18:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:43:29.317+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I learned..</title><content type='html'>I've Learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that it's not what you have in your life but who you have in your life that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you should never ruin an apology with an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you'd better know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best others can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you can keep going long after you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that either you control your attitude or it controls you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that money is a lousy way of keeping score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down will be the ones to help you get back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you should never tell a child their dreams are unlikely or outlandish. Few things are more humiliating, and what a tragedy it would be if they believed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that your family won't always be there for you. It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families aren't biological.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you are to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that a rich person is not the one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that no matter how you try to protect your children, they will eventually get hurt and you will hurt in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that it's hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting people's feelings, and standing up for what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned- &lt;br /&gt;that people will forget what you said, and people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I found out the secret of the Universe. I have forgotten what it was, but I know that the Creator does not take Creation seriously, for I remember that He sat in Space with all His Work in front of Him and laughed. -- Lord Dunsany, "The Hashish Man"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-4761876139379828473?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/4761876139379828473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-learned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4761876139379828473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4761876139379828473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-learned.html' title='I learned..'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-8306305679757082139</id><published>2009-12-04T23:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:03:31.068+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='who are you? 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoRbIkew1Ck"&gt;For tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Some day you'll know I was the one.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun.&lt;br /&gt;And now the time has come&lt;br /&gt;And so my love I must go.&lt;br /&gt;And though I lose a friend,&lt;br /&gt;In the end you will know, oooh.&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll find that I have gone.&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun.&lt;br /&gt;And now the time has come&lt;br /&gt;And so my love I must go.&lt;br /&gt;And though I lose a friend,&lt;br /&gt;In the end you will know, oooh.&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll find that I have gone.&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoRbIkew1Ck"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoRbIkew1Ck"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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ऐकू&lt;br /&gt;एक्झॉस्ट् फॅनची संथ घरघर&lt;br /&gt;कण्हल्यासारखी&lt;br /&gt;ताटंबिटं | ग्लासंबिसं | बशाकप | डबेबिबे&lt;br /&gt;नावं लेबलासहित&lt;br /&gt;व्यवस्थितपणे मांडून फडताळावर. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हॉलमधल्या भिंतीच्या रंगाला&lt;br /&gt;मॅचिंग असलेलं सागवानी फर्निचर&lt;br /&gt;बोन्सायची झाडं | शोभेच्या वस्तू&lt;br /&gt;गणपतीची कलात्मक फ्रेम&lt;br /&gt;एकंदर सगळं छानच. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आपण त्यात मिसमॅच की काय ?&lt;br /&gt;या विचारानं मी एसीकंटेन्ड रूममधे&lt;br /&gt;घामाघूम. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मित्र म्हणाला:&lt;br /&gt;खिडकीतून पाऊस छानच दिसतो&lt;br /&gt;आणि चंद्र&lt;br /&gt;नुकताच पेंट दिलेल्या बंगल्यासारखा. उजळ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मी जेवलो&lt;br /&gt;सवय नसताना&lt;br /&gt;काटेचमच्यातून&lt;br /&gt;ताटाभोवती खरकटं पडू न देण्याची खबरदारी घेत. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;इतपत सर्व ठीक होतं.&lt;br /&gt;मात्र मित्राच्या बायकोनं कपाटातून व्हॅक्युमक्लीनर काढला&lt;br /&gt;तेव्हा&lt;br /&gt;लटपटलोच&lt;br /&gt;निघालो घाई-घाई करत फ्लॅटबाहेर&lt;br /&gt;वाटलं आता ओढला जाईन की काय ?&lt;br /&gt;फोलपटासारखा&lt;br /&gt;फरशीवरल्या धुळीबरोबर.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-1698410019352034787?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/1698410019352034787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacuum-cleaner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/1698410019352034787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/1698410019352034787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/vacuum-cleaner.html' title='Vacuum 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/&gt;वार्र्याला दिशा किती असतात !&lt;br /&gt;प्राणी जसे मरून पडतात&lt;br /&gt;तसे आपण मरतो&lt;br /&gt;घरामध्ये&lt;br /&gt;धूळ होतो….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for his son:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुला माझ्यापर्यंत यायचं तर&lt;br /&gt;कागदी पानावर उतरावं लागेल&lt;br /&gt;ओळीत उभं राहावं लागेल ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-7220605643119828653?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/7220605643119828653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/7220605643119828653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;उमलतात-बिमलतात.&lt;br /&gt;महागाई-बिहगाई&lt;br /&gt;वाढते-बिढते.&lt;br /&gt;अटका-बिटका&lt;br /&gt;होतात-बितात.&lt;br /&gt;पोरं-बिरं&lt;br /&gt;मरतात-बिरतात.&lt;br /&gt;प्रश्नं-बिश्नं&lt;br /&gt;पडतात-बिडतात.&lt;br /&gt;बूट-बीट&lt;br /&gt;झिजतात-बिजतात.&lt;br /&gt;तारा-बिरा&lt;br /&gt;तुटतात-बिटतात.&lt;br /&gt;पाणी-बिणी&lt;br /&gt;संपतं-बिंपतं&lt;br /&gt;वर्ष-बिर्ष&lt;br /&gt;सरतात-बिरतात.&lt;br /&gt;देव-बीव&lt;br /&gt;असतो-बिसतो&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आभाळात-बिभाळात.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-2983498450846997688?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/2983498450846997688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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versts and the versts and the versts and a hunk of your bread&lt;br /&gt;The wheels’ endless round&lt;br /&gt;The rivers streaming to ground&lt;br /&gt;The road …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the heavenly the Gypsy the early dawn light&lt;br /&gt;Remember the breeze in the morning, the steppe silver bright&lt;br /&gt;Wisps of blue smoke from the rise&lt;br /&gt;And the song of the wise&lt;br /&gt;Gypsy czar …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark midnight, under the ancient trees’ shroud&lt;br /&gt;We gave you sons as perfect as night, sons&lt;br /&gt;As poor as the night&lt;br /&gt;And the nightingale chirred&lt;br /&gt;Your might …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never stopped you, companions for marvelous hours&lt;br /&gt;Poverty’s passions, the impoverished meals we shared&lt;br /&gt;The fierce bonfire’s glow&lt;br /&gt;And there, on the carpet below,&lt;br /&gt;Fell stars …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-4082880762030434616</id><published>2009-11-30T23:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:00:02.303+05:30</updated><title type='text'>सुख आणि रबिआ</title><content type='html'>रबिआ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुझा विश्वास होता देवावर&lt;br /&gt;तुडुंब&lt;br /&gt;पण त्याचा कुठं विश्वास होता तुझ्यावर&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सुख आणि रबिआ&lt;br /&gt;रबिआ आणि सुख&lt;br /&gt;यांची गाठभेट म्हणून होऊच द्यायची नाही&lt;br /&gt;आयुष्यात कधीही&lt;br /&gt;त्यांची चुकामुकच होत रहावी नेहमी&lt;br /&gt;अशी मुद्दामच सगळी आखणी केलेली होती त्यानं अगदी &lt;br /&gt;पहिल्यापासनं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सुखाचा वाराही तुला लागू नये&lt;br /&gt;म्हणून फार जपायचा तो&lt;br /&gt;झुळूक जरी लागली &lt;br /&gt;तरी तू विसरायचीस त्याला एकादवेळेस&lt;br /&gt;म्हणून घाबरायचा की काय &lt;br /&gt;कुणास ठाऊक?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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मजला&lt;br /&gt;संपले बालपण माझे&lt;br /&gt;खिडकीवर धुरकट तेव्हां&lt;br /&gt;कंदील एकटा होता&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हे रक्त वाढतानाही&lt;br /&gt;मज आता गहिंवर नाहीं&lt;br /&gt;वस्त्रांत द्रौपदीच्याही&lt;br /&gt;तो क्रुष्ण नागडा होतां&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ती गेली तेव्हां रिमझिम&lt;br /&gt;पाऊस निनादत होता&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-4103248537463373517?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/4103248537463373517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_1889.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/4103248537463373517'/><link rel='self' 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मध्यभागी.....................................In the middle of the procession&lt;br /&gt;माझ्या खांद्यावर त्याचा बॅनर होता...........................I carried his banner on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;जानकी अक्का म्हणाली, 'वळिखलंस ह्याला -.............. Janaki Akka said - 'Did you recognize him ?&lt;br /&gt;ह्यो आमचा मार्क्सबाबा......................................This is uncle Marx&lt;br /&gt;जर्मनीत जलमला, पोताभर ग्रंथ लिवले......................Born in Germany, wrote a sackful of books.&lt;br /&gt;आणि इंग्लंडच्या मातीला मिळाला.............................Back to the dust in England.&lt;br /&gt;संन्याशाला काय बाबा..........................................To the holy man&lt;br /&gt;सगळीकडची भूमी सारखीच....................................All land is the same.&lt;br /&gt;तुझ्यासारखी त्यालाही चार कच्चीबच्ची होती.'..............He too had a few young 'uns like you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;माझ्या पहिल्या संपातच.....................................During my first strike&lt;br /&gt;मार्क्स मला असा भेटला.................................... This is how I met Marx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;पुढे; एका सभेत मी बोलत होतो,..............................Later, I was speaking at a rally&lt;br /&gt;तर या मंदीचे कारण काय ? ..................................Why is there a slowdown ?&lt;br /&gt;दारिद्र्याचे गोत्र काय ?......................................What is the origin of poverty ?&lt;br /&gt;पुन्हा मार्क्स पुढे आला; मी सांगतो म्हणाला,.............Marx stepped forward; "I'll explain" he said&lt;br /&gt;आणि घडाघडा बोलतच गेला.................................And kept on speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;परवा एका गेटसभेत भाषण ऐकत उभा होता. ..............The other day he stood at the factory gate&lt;br /&gt;मी म्हणालो -............................................... I said --&lt;br /&gt;'आता इतिहासाचे नायक आपणच आहोत,..................'We are the heroes of history&lt;br /&gt;या पुढच्या सर्व चरित्रांचेही.'...............................And all the lives to come'&lt;br /&gt;तेव्हा मोठ्याने टाळी त्यानेच वाजविली......................He clapped loudly&lt;br /&gt;खळखळून हसत, पुढे येत;....................................Laughing openly, stepping forth&lt;br /&gt;खांद्यावर हात ठेवीत म्हणाला,...............................Put his hand on my shoulder and said&lt;br /&gt;'अरे, कविता-बिविता लिहीतोस की काय ?.................. 'So do you write poems or something ?&lt;br /&gt;छान, छान....................................................Good, good.&lt;br /&gt;मलासुध्दा गटे आवडायचा.'[.................................I, too, was fond of Goethe.'&lt;br /&gt;-- 'Karl Marx' by Narayan Surve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-6636609535013460119?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/6636609535013460119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/11/marx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/6636609535013460119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ही शून्याकार आग, ही जळती मोकळीक&lt;br /&gt;रोजचीच आहे&lt;br /&gt;ही सर्वस्वी सर्कस तुझीच आहे&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-3183395988794376714?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/3183395988794376714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_563.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/3183395988794376714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/3183395988794376714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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वनवासातिल&lt;br /&gt;जणु अंगी राघव शेला&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;स्तोत्रांत इन्द्रिये अवघी&lt;br /&gt;गुणगुणती दु:ख कुणाचे&lt;br /&gt;हे सरता संपत नाही&lt;br /&gt;चांदणे तुझ्या स्मरणाचे&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;भय इथले संपत नाही....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-7889135976773141551?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/7889135976773141551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_6682.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/7889135976773141551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;यह चाँद उदित होकर नभ में कुछ ताप मिटाता जीवन का,&lt;br /&gt;लहरालहरा यह शाखाएँ कुछ शोक भुला देती मन का,&lt;br /&gt;कल मुर्झानेवाली कलियाँ हँसकर कहती हैं मगन रहो,&lt;br /&gt;बुलबुल तरु की फुनगी पर से संदेश सुनाती यौवन का,&lt;br /&gt;तुम देकर मदिरा के प्याले मेरा मन बहला देती हो,&lt;br /&gt;उस पार मुझे बहलाने का उपचार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;इस पार, प्रिये मधु है तुम हो, उस पार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जग में रस की नदियाँ बहती, रसना दो बूंदें पाती है,&lt;br /&gt;जीवन की झिलमिलसी झाँकी नयनों के आगे आती है,&lt;br /&gt;स्वरतालमयी वीणा बजती, मिलती है बस झंकार मुझे,&lt;br /&gt;मेरे सुमनों की गंध कहीं यह वायु उड़ा ले जाती है!&lt;br /&gt;ऐसा सुनता, उस पार, प्रिये, ये साधन भी छिन जाएँगे,&lt;br /&gt;तब मानव की चेतनता का आधार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;इस पार, प्रिये मधु है तुम हो, उस पार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;प्याला है पर पी पाएँगे, है ज्ञात नहीं इतना हमको,&lt;br /&gt;इस पार नियति ने भेजा है, असमर्थबना कितना हमको,&lt;br /&gt;कहने वाले, पर कहते है, हम कर्मों में स्वाधीन सदा,&lt;br /&gt;करने वालों की परवशता है ज्ञात किसे, जितनी हमको?&lt;br /&gt;कह तो सकते हैं, कहकर ही कुछ दिल हलका कर लेते हैं,&lt;br /&gt;उस पार अभागे मानव का अधिकार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;इस पार, प्रिये मधु है तुम हो, उस पार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;कुछ भी न किया था जब उसका, उसने पथ में काँटे बोये,&lt;br /&gt;वे भार दिए धर कंधों पर, जो रोरोकर हमने ढोए,&lt;br /&gt;महलों के सपनों के भीतर जर्जर खँडहर का सत्य भरा!&lt;br /&gt;उर में एसी हलचल भर दी, दो रात न हम सुख से सोए!&lt;br /&gt;अब तो हम अपने जीवन भर उस क्रूरकठिन को कोस चुके,&lt;br /&gt;उस पार नियति का मानव से व्यवहार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;इस पार, प्रिये मधु है तुम हो, उस पार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;संसृति के जीवन में, सुभगे! ऐसी भी घड़ियाँ आऐंगी,&lt;br /&gt;जब दिनकर की तमहर किरणे तम के अन्दर छिप जाएँगी,&lt;br /&gt;जब निज प्रियतम का शव रजनी तम की चादर से ढक देगी,&lt;br /&gt;तब रविशशिपोषित यह पृथिवी कितने दिन खैर मनाएगी!&lt;br /&gt;जब इस लंबेचौड़े जग का अस्तित्व न रहने पाएगा,&lt;br /&gt;तब तेरा मेरा नन्हासा संसार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;इस पार, प्रिये मधु है तुम हो, उस पार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ऐसा चिर पतझड़ आएगा, कोयल न कुहुक फिर पाएगी,&lt;br /&gt;बुलबुल न अंधेरे में गागा जीवन की ज्योति जगाएगी,&lt;br /&gt;अगणित मृदुनव पल्लव के स्वर 'भरभर' न सुने जाएँगे,&lt;br /&gt;अलिअवली कलिदल पर गुंजन करने के हेतु न आएगी,&lt;br /&gt;जब इतनी रसमय ध्वनियों का अवसान, प्रिय हो जाएगा,&lt;br /&gt;तब शुष्क हमारे कंठों का उद्गार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;इस पार, प्रिये मधु है तुम हो, उस पार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;सुन काल प्रबल का गुरु गर्जन निर्झरिणी भूलेगी नर्तन,&lt;br /&gt;निर्झर भूलेगा निज 'टलमल', सरिता अपना 'कलकल' गायन,&lt;br /&gt;वह गायकनायक सिन्धु कहीं, चुप हो छिप जाना चाहेगा!&lt;br /&gt;मुँह खोल खड़े रह जाएँगे गंधर्व, अप्सरा, किन्नरगण!&lt;br /&gt;संगीत सजीव हुआ जिनमें, जब मौन वही हो जाएँगे,&lt;br /&gt;तब, प्राण, तुम्हारी तंत्री का, जड़ तार न जाने क्या होगा!&lt;br /&gt;इस पार, प्रिये मधु है 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However, I find great inspiration in the way they try to live their lives: the simplicity of their lives, the concentration and mindfulness of every activity, the calm and peace they find in their days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably don’t want to become a Zen monk either, but you can live your life in a more Zen-like manner by following a few simple rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why live more like a Zen monk? Because who among us can’t use a little more concentration, tranquility, and mindfulness in our lives? Because Zen monks for hundreds of years have devoted their lives to being present in everything they do, to being dedicated and to serving others. Because it serves as an example for our lives, and whether we ever really reach that ideal is not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite Zen monks, Thich Nhat Hanh, simplified the rules in just a few words: “Smile, breathe and go slowly.” It doesn’t get any better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for those who would like a little more detail, I thought I’d share some of the things I’ve discovered to work very well in my experiments with Zen-like living. I am no Zen master … I am not even a Zen Buddhist. However, I’ve found that there are certain principles that can be applied to any life, no matter what your religious beliefs or what your standard of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “Zen is not some kind of excitement, but concentration on our usual everyday routine.” - Shunryu Suzuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Do one thing at a time. This rule (and some of the others that follow) will be familiar to long-time Zen Habits readers. It’s part of my philosophy, and it’s also a part of the life of a Zen monk: single-task, don’t multi-task. When you’re pouring water, just pour water. When you’re eating, just eat. When you’re bathing, just bathe. Don’t try to knock off a few tasks while eating or bathing. Zen proverb: “When walking, walk. When eating, eat.”&lt;br /&gt;   2. Do it slowly and deliberately. You can do one task at a time, but also rush that task. Instead, take your time, and move slowly. Make your actions deliberate, not rushed and random. It takes practice, but it helps you focus on the task.&lt;br /&gt;   3. Do it completely. Put your mind completely on the task. Don’t move on to the next task until you’re finished. If, for some reason, you have no choice but to move on to something else, try to at least put away the unfinished task and clean up after yourself. If you prepare a sandwich, don’t start eating it until you’ve put away the stuff you used to prepare it, wiped down the counter, and washed the dishes used for preparation. Then you’re done with that task, and can focus more completely on the next task.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Do less. A Zen monk doesn’t lead a lazy life: he wakes early and has a day filled with work. However, he doesn’t have an unending task list either — there are certain things he’s going to do today, an no more. If you do less, you can do those things more slowly, more completely and with more concentration. If you fill your day with tasks, you will be rushing from one thing to the next without stopping to think about what you do.&lt;br /&gt;   5. Put space between things. Related to the “Do less” rule, but it’s a way of managing your schedule so that you always have time to complete each task. Don’t schedule things close together — instead, leave room between things on your schedule. That gives you a more relaxed schedule, and leaves space in case one task takes longer than you planned.&lt;br /&gt;   6. Develop rituals. Zen monks have rituals for many things they do, from eating to cleaning to meditation. Ritual gives something a sense of importance — if it’s important enough to have a ritual, it’s important enough to be given your entire attention, and to be done slowly and correctly. You don’t have to learn the Zen monk rituals — you can create your own, for the preparation of food, for eating, for cleaning, for what you do before you start your work, for what you do when you wake up and before you go to bed, for what you do just before exercise. Anything you want, really.&lt;br /&gt;   7. Designate time for certain things. There are certain times in the day of a Zen monk designated for certain activities. A time for for bathing, a time for work, a time for cleaning, a time for eating. This ensures that those things get done regularly. You can designate time for your own activities, whether that be work or cleaning or exercise or quiet contemplation. If it’s important enough to do regularly, consider designating a time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   8. Devote time to sitting. In the life of a Zen monk, sitting meditation (zazen) is one of the most important parts of his day. Each day, there is time designated just for sitting. This meditation is really practice for learning to be present. You can devote time for sitting meditation, or do what I do: I use running as a way to practice being in the moment. You could use any activity in the same way, as long as you do it regularly and practice being present.&lt;br /&gt;   9. Smile and serve others. Zen monks spend part of their day in service to others, whether that be other monks in the monastery or people on the outside world. It teaches them humility, and ensures that their lives are not just selfish, but devoted to others. If you’re a parent, it’s likely you already spend at least some time in service to others in your household, and non-parents may already do this too. Similarly, smiling and being kind to others can be a great way to improve the lives of those around you. Also consider volunteering for charity work.&lt;br /&gt;  10. Make cleaning and cooking become meditation. Aside from the zazen mentioned above, cooking and cleaning are to of the most exalted parts of a Zen monk’s day. They are both great ways to practice mindfulness, and can be great rituals performed each day. If cooking and cleaning seem like boring chores to you, try doing them as a form of meditation. Put your entire mind into those tasks, concentrate, and do them slowly and completely. It could change your entire day (as well as leave you with a cleaner house).&lt;br /&gt;  11. Think about what is necessary. There is little in a Zen monk’s life that isn’t necessary. He doesn’t have a closet full of shoes, or the latest in trendy clothes. He doesn’t have a refrigerator and cabinets full of junk food. He doesn’t have the latest gadgets, cars, televisions, or iPod. He has basic clothing, basic shelter, basic utensils, basic tools, and the most basic food (they eat simple, vegetarian meals consisting usually of rice, miso soup, vegetables, and pickled vegetables). Now, I’m not saying you should live exactly like a Zen monk — I certainly don’t. But it does serve as a reminder that there is much in our lives that aren’t necessary, and it can be useful to give some thought about what we really need, and whether it is important to have all the stuff we have that’s not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;  12. Live simply. The corollary of Rule 11 is that if something isn’t necessary, you can probably live without it. And so to live simply is to rid your life of as many of the unnecessary and unessential things as you can, to make room for the essential. Now, what is essential will be different to each person. For me, my family, my writing, my running and my reading are essential. To others, yoga and spending time with close friends might be essential. For others it will be nursing and volunteering and going to church and collecting comic books. 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run relay races, lie down to create a modern version of the Etch A Sketch® toy, and even work as photographic film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it may sound like a weird world, Endy sees big promise in convincing living things to work as machines and perform useful tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endy, 35, is a synthetic biologist at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) in Cambridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and other researchers who work in this emerging area of science blend engineering, biology, and computer programming to find out how life works and how we can make it work for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Biology is often thought of as [a mysterious process], where you don't actually know what's going on...or wet, goopy stuff that doesn't feel like it should be like a clock or something with gears and pistons and rods," he explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While biological materials and organisms may well be wet and goopy, to Endy they aren't all that different from engine parts. Not because of what they're made of, he says, but because of what they can do. The sheer capacity for innovation in biology is what makes it so cool to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's definitely cool to his students, as well: Every one of the bacterial tools mentioned above was dreamed up by a college student participating in the International Genetically Engineered Machines, or iGEM, competition that grew out of Endy's synthetic biology class at MIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;Endy is by all accounts an engineer, in thinking and in training. He earned a bachelor's degree in civil engineering from Lehigh University in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even then, during a molecular genetics course, Endy's interest turned biological and he became fascinated with the nuts and bolts of living things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went on to earn a master's degree in environmental engineering 2 years later, also from Lehigh, and then a Ph.D. in biochemical engineering, this time from Dartmouth College in Hanover, New Hampshire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the building materials Endy works with are far from steel and concrete. The parts in his lab "shop" are made of DNA: Endy builds genomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genome is the scientific term for all of the genetic material in an organism. By studying how genome organization creates templates for living things as diverse as people, penguins, and petunias, researchers can get clues about how genes affect health and disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For his research, Endy decided to focus on the tiny T7 bacteriophage, a virus that infects bacteria. The T7 genome has been intensively studied for years by researchers interested in questions about how information carried in DNA can cause a cell to reprogram itself, generating new products and behaviors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To analyze any system, engineers begin by identifying all of its parts and then figuring out how they connect together to produce a functioning whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For T7, this work had been done. The organization of the T7 phage genome—or the order in which all of its genes string together—was already known. Scientists had figured out that the phage's genome has only 56 genes, which produce 60 proteins that direct various stages and types of infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The T7 genes cluster into several distinct classes, each of which is expressed at a specific point during infection. As the virus infects a bacterium, Endy explains, it has to switch from expressing one class of genes to another in order for the infection to continue and be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One approach to understanding T7 would be to look at its genome and try to pry it apart piece by piece, to investigate the function of each individual gene. But Endy had a different idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's immediately obvious when you encounter [a] DNA sequence that this is a program, and that you could change it," Endy says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But decoding the T7 phage "program" proved harder than he thought it would be. Endy's engineering background gave him a new strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The biological systems that we find in nature are not themselves designed by nature to be easy to understand. And so if I wanted to have biology that I understand," Endy recalls thinking, "I'd be better off building it myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You might try to understand a car, or a bicycle, by taking it apart and having the pieces all over your lawn," says Endy, "But you're going to have a much better understanding of a car or a bicycle if you take the bits and pieces and put them together to build one from scratch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programming Life&lt;br /&gt;Synthetic biologists like Endy are driven by their desire to understand life's design rules, because this knowledge would make biological processes much more predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In turn, the hope is, we'll all be better off. Knowing the rules of biology—and how the rules get broken in the early stages of disease—would provide the opportunity to implement health interventions well before symptoms appear, when the chance for cure is highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do we get to some future where the programming of living systems is as simple, understandable, and reliable as computers are today?" Endy asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also doesn't hurt that Endy has a driving need to solve problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I don't understand how things work, I'm curious," he explains. "It bothers me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he went to work rebuilding the T7 genome from its parts. His goal was to construct a stripped-down, functional version of the genome that would be easy to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is that if he could build a version of T7 that works like the real thing, it would be a great step toward understanding the entire biological machine. And then Endy could simultaneously test each part of his synthetic, model genome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Endy thought about how to construct his own T7, he decided to equip it not only with the viral genes it needs to survive, but also with "cut-and-paste" sites in the DNA that would make it easy to change the phage's genetic program. That means scientists could add new DNA sequences, deactivate genes, or measure the activity or expression of any particular gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Building is a great way to learn," says Endy, explaining that failure just means more experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, Endy succeeded in partially redesigning the T7 phage. His lab creation, called T7.1, could perform just as well as the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the effort, Endy explains, involved untangling some overlapping genes. This genetic handiwork, he says, will enable other scientists to manipulate parts of the T7 genome that could never before be separated in the real virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in truth, T7.1 was only a partial redesign, because Endy was unsure of how many changes T7 could tolerate at one time. Following on the success of the first effort, researchers in Endy's lab are working on a new genome, T7.2. This one, he says, will have even more tools to make it user-friendly for other molecular builders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all his building enthusiasm and excitement for figuring out biology, Endy has other passions, unrelated to science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would he do if he weren't building genomes? To this, Endy simply shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"[I'd probably be] surfing...writing poetry and surfing. But probably in the other order."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication Breakdown&lt;br /&gt;As Endy continued his work retooling the T7 genome, he grew frustrated that biological engineering didn't seem to be evolving like other engineering disciplines. For example, a mechanical engineer can pick up a screw and know exactly what size and shape it is, he says, but many genetic devices are designed only to work in the research lab in which they were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It'd be like having an MP3 player that you could only hook up to your computer and your stereo," Endy explains, "whereas what you'd like is to have an MP3 player that could be hooked up to any computer and any stereo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through some trial-and-error efforts, Endy and his coworkers did discover a standardized way to get molecular machines to talk the same language. But what proved more difficult, he says, was trying to teach the language to new students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution to this problem turned out to be, of all things, humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While attending a meeting in Los Angeles, California, Endy wore a name tag with a picture of one of his genetic gizmos. Out of the blue, one of the other attendees at the conference asked him to explain his image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't turn out quite as well as Endy might have hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I tell him the story about how a genetically encoded inverter works," Endy remembers. "I finish my story, and he goes, 'That sucks!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man's harsh words took Endy by surprise until he realized that the guy had a point. The image needed way too much explanation to be understood clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man went on to suggest that a comic strip might get the message across. Endy laughingly recalls wondering at the time who in the world this person he was talking to might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out, the man who verbally accosted Endy was Larry Gonick, author of The Cartoon Guide to Genetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Endy returned to Boston after the meeting, he got to work sketching a draft of the comic strip. But his assistant, who also happens to be a screenwriter, wasn't impressed. In fact, she responded with criticism similar to Gonick's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She happened to know the guy who does the storyboards for Spider-Man," remembers Endy, adding that they convinced the artist, Chuck Wadey, to do some drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result was the comic book Adventures in Synthetic Biology. In the first issue, boy scientist "The Dude" and his wisecracking teacher navigate the tricky terrain of synthetic biology and sum up all of its principles in living color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Same Page&lt;br /&gt;Endy's comic helped establish a way for scientists to talk the same synthetic biology language, but he knew that another key step would be finding a common place to keep all the parts so researchers could easily find and use them. It would not be an actual warehouse, but rather a common framework for organizing all the components of biological machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That amounts to a registry, or database, where everyone can find information and detailed descriptions about how to use that information. The Registry of Standard Biological Parts, which Endy helped to establish, keeps track of genetic components the way an engineer might keep track of machine parts or electrical circuit diagrams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single genetic "part" could be made up of several related and interacting genes. Endy's hope is that the tools for biological engineering become so advanced that someone with little or no biology background could still build a useful, living organism from off-the-shelf parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endy likens the situation to household appliances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if, in order to use a television, you had to know how every wire and tube functioned, and why only certain ones could connect to certain others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for us, watching television is no more complicated than switching on the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My motivation is that years from now, anybody who wants to [can] dream up a useful biological system and pull it off, without having to go through this whole big research process to do it," Endy explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others have already begun to use the biological parts in the registry Endy set up: that's how students made the bacterial machines that create living photos and run relay races. Those projects emerged from the iGEM competition, which Endy helped launch in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the summer of 2006, 37 different schools from around the world registered teams of undergraduates to engineer biological machines for the iGEM competition held last November. Participating students came not just from U.S. schools, but from all over the world. The contest hosted teams from the United Kingdom, Spain, India, Japan, and Slovenia, the 2006 grand-prize winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Future Is Now&lt;br /&gt;By bringing together undergraduates to engineer biology, the iGEM competition is a community teaching tool. It inspires students to try new combinations and build amazing genetic machines with standard biological parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endy says what's really neat about the living photographic film, for instance, isn't what it can do, but how it was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"[The bacterial film] was doubly cool because [the students] made the system out of some of the components that we already had...a novel combination of off-the-shelf parts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a cutting-edge field like synthetic biology, even the professors learn something new with each competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endy continues to teach in innovative ways, and he has won awards for his creative educational approaches. Through his teaching and research, Endy aims to change the way biologists and engineers think about and use biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, he wants engineers to see biology as just another way to build things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you ask engineers what they want to do in their hearts, they want to make something," Endy says. He hopes to attract more engineers into synthetic biology by teaching them what they can make and how they can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as far as Endy's concerned, there's nowhere else he'd rather be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm doing what I want to be doing, and if I wasn't, I would change it," Endy says. "If at some point in the future, I'd rather be raising pheasants in southern France, or in northern France...or wherever they raise pheasants in France, I presume I would go do that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't see what I'm doing as work," he declares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.utexas.edu/opa/media/051123photos.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-2933540361311477146?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/2933540361311477146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-it-yourself-biology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/2933540361311477146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/2933540361311477146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-it-yourself-biology.html' title='Do-It-Yourself Biology'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-9123429985711515310</id><published>2008-10-18T21:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:40:08.443+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Great sachin Tendulkar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfVS3nBHLTs/SPoKJ4FTybI/AAAAAAAACpI/AzEVqAoIUcA/s1600-h/_45118749_38789be1-0e99-47aa-a775-714122bb0a48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfVS3nBHLTs/SPoKJ4FTybI/AAAAAAAACpI/AzEVqAoIUcA/s320/_45118749_38789be1-0e99-47aa-a775-714122bb0a48.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258526679698229682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akash chopra shares his experiences about his idol on BBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; couple of decades ago when I started playing cricket I, like everyone else in India at the time, wanted to be the next Sunil Gavaskar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years of watching and playing cricket changed it all. And let me assure you that it was not just I who found a new idol, the whole of India had found a new hero too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He is someone who was born to play cricket&lt;br /&gt;A young kid of 15 stormed on to the international scene and completely took over the imagination of the millions of cricket-crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, every kid, including me, wanted to be like him. It holds true even now, without realising that geniuses like Sachin are not made but born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know then that I would get an opportunity to share a dressing room with the man himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modest man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I met him was when I was picked to play for India against New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tendulkar on his Test debut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendulkar's career in pictures&lt;br /&gt;I will be honest: I was in awe of him and could not strike a conversation beyond exchanging a few formal pleasantries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He being what he is, an extremely humble and modest man, sensed it and did his best to make me feel at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me about how Vettori and the rest had bowled in the warm-up games. I knew that he did it to get me involved and help settle my nerves. And it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot write anything about Sachin's batting that has not been written ad nauseam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His immaculate balance at the crease sets him apart and his insatiable hunger for runs is keeping him going, strong as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is someone who was born to play cricket and inspire millions to follow and take up the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, there is much more to the man than what we get to see on television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lesser known things about him also help define the person he really is. For example, he is always the first one to get into the team bus at the start of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gets delayed from time to time and often someone with his seniority and stature would tend to take things for granted and relax on regularity and trivial effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With time and seniority one gets into a comfort zone and that is what triggers one's downfall. Sachin, perhaps, realised that right at the beginning and kept the complacency at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got a bit more comfortable around him, I started picking his brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Little Master" has become an idol for Indian youth&lt;br /&gt;I asked him about how he prepares for a big match. He said that his preparation is always the same regardless of the importance of the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes even he gets carried away. On one such instance he did not sleep for 15 consecutive nights. That was before the India-Pakistan match in the 2003 World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts of how to handle every bowler, and working out strategies against the likes of Shoaib and co, kept him awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One must not forget that he was actively involved and scoring heavily in the games prior to that one, and all that without adequate sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went on to score 90-odd in that game, and many rate that knock off as one of his best ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Sydney, 2004. He was short of form and runs in the series and almost everyone was taking pot shots at him saying how he was past his prime and how he was not the same threat any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it a little over the top, but there was little I could do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He has carried the hopes and dreams of a billion cricket-crazy people on his shoulders&lt;br /&gt;In that particular series, I was getting a few forties and was praised to the heavens, but Sachin was getting crucified for getting the same number of runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not out of form and we sensed that a big one was just round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would see him fiddling with his bat for hours, shadow practising a particular shot that he was getting out to, fishing outside the off-stump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went on to score a big unbeaten double hundred in that game and I did not find anything unusual about it - scoring runs for him is routine - until he asked me if I noticed something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he did not play a single cover drive in his innings and I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was oblivious to the fact that he curbed his instincts not only at the beginning but even after he was well set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag bearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendulkar has always "kept the complacency at bay"&lt;br /&gt;He did not allow the ego to come in his way and went about doing his job carefully and methodically, once again silencing his stupefied critics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 19 years the Little Master, as he has come to be known, has carried the hopes and dreams of a billion cricket-crazy people on his shoulders and has rarely let them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His record means a world to all of us who have followed the fortunes of the Indian team over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been the flag bearer of the sport in this country and has been greatly instrumental in making cricket as big as it is at the moment, not just in India, but all over the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-9123429985711515310?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/9123429985711515310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-sachin-tendulkar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/9123429985711515310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/9123429985711515310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-sachin-tendulkar.html' title='Great sachin Tendulkar'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RfVS3nBHLTs/SPoKJ4FTybI/AAAAAAAACpI/AzEVqAoIUcA/s72-c/_45118749_38789be1-0e99-47aa-a775-714122bb0a48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-3058012884026212885</id><published>2008-10-15T22:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:21:33.136+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>new macs from apple!!!!</title><content type='html'>pple has announced its new range of MacBooks and its first LED backlit Cinema Display at a press conference at its Cupertino headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company presented new 13.3" MacBook and 15.4" MacBook Pro designs – the chassis are, like the rumours suggested, built from a solid block of aluminium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two new MacBook Pro models announced, both featuring a 15.4" LED-backlit display with a glossy covering that will undoubtedly split opinion down the middle. What's more there's no matte option available with any of the new MacBooks – it's clearly going to be a love-it-or-hate-it affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priciest model comes in at £1,749 (inc. VAT) and features a 2.53GHz Core 2 Duo (6MB L2 cache), 4GB of DDR3 1,066MHz memory, a 320GB hard drive, a GeForce 9400M integrated graphics chipset and a GeForce 9600M GT 512MB discrete graphics card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheaper MacBook Pro comes in at £1,399 (inc. VAT) and features a 2.4GHz Core 2 Duo (3MB L2 cache), 2GB of DDR3 1,066MHz memory, a 250GB hard drive, a GeForce 9400M IGP and a GeForce 9600M GT 256MB discrete graphics card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both weigh 2.5kg, feature a pair of USB 2.0 ports, a Firewire 800 port, a mini-DisplayPort socket, Gigabit Ethernet, integrated 802.11n WiFi, a built-in iSight camera and everything else you'd come to expect. There's one thing you won't be familiar with though, and that's the button-less multi-touch glass trackpad – there are no buttons and you tap the trackpad instead of clicking a trackpad button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new 15.4" MacBook Pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are undoubtedly expensive notebooks though and definitely not for everyone – for those with thinner wallets, Apple has updated the MacBook range with a design that's very similar to the new 15.4" MacBook Pros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheapest of the two MacBooks comes in at £949 (inc. VAT), which raises the entry-level bar for Apple's notebooks. The company has, however, kept the old White MacBook in its range at a reduced price of £719 in order to fill the void at the bottom of Apple's range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new entry level MacBook still uses a 13.3" LED-backlit display (complete with the same glass cover as the new MacBook Pros) and comes with a 2.0GHz Core 2 Duo, 2GB of DDR3 1,066MHz memory, a 160GB hard drive and a GeForce 9400M integrated graphics chipset. The more expensive MacBook comes with a 2.4GHz Core 2 Duo and a 250GB hard drive – the rest of the specs remain the same. The price increase for these upgrades is a cool £200 once you factor in the tax man's cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new 13.3" MacBook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the new MacBook Pros, the MacBooks feature a pair of USB 2.0 ports, a Firewire 800 port, a mini DisplayPort socket along with Gigabit Ethernet and 802.11n wireless networking and a built-in iSight camera. The new models weigh almost a quarter of a kilo less than the older MacBook at just over 2kg and they're also thinner as well at 24mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also an updated MacBook Air announced, but nearly all of the flaws with the initial design remain. The only notable changes are the upgrade to Nvidia GeForce 9400M integrated graphics and the decision to swap out the mini-DVI connector for mini-Displayport. There are also bigger hard drives (using SATA instead of IDE this time) and Apple has moved the Air to DDR3 like the newer MacBooks, but that's about all that has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, despite Steve Jobs essentially announcing the death of Ethernet when he unveiled the MacBook Air, both the MacBook and MacBook Pro sport Gigabit Ethernet sockets. The other annoyance for me is the inclusion of a mini DisplayPort connector – there's simply no reason for it whatsoever, other than to coax people into buying either an adapter (mini DisplayPort to dual-link DVI costs in the region of £70, for what it's worth) or buying one of Apple's new 24" LED Cinema Displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, this was the surprise announcement during the keynote – but it was long-overdue. This has a characteristically sleek design, features LED backlighting, a glass (glossy) cover a 1,920 x 1,200 native resolution, built in stereo speakers, a USB 2.0 port, a mini DisplayPort connector and a MagSafe power connector for charging your MacBook. This won't come cheap at almost £650 (inc. VAT) but it does look pretty nice – the question is whether it actually performs as well as it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, I'm a little disappointed with the announcements in some respects – my biggest disappointment is the increased barrier for entry. The other major disappointment for me is the inclusion of the mini DisplayPort connector – there's plenty of room for a full-sized DisplayPort socket, but that'd mean Apple can't fleece even more money out of those wanting to use a non-Apple display. Sure, it won't fit on the MacBook Air, but frankly anyone buying a notebook with such a flawed set of connectivity options afforded by the form over function design should be fleeced for as much as possible in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, there are some good trends – I like the fact Apple has included a decent GPU (even if it's integrated) in all of its notebooks, as it could signal Apple's intention to really harness the power of the GPU with its drive behind OpenCL. The designs look stunning as well, but I'm still concerned with their robustness when it comes to accidental spillages – I doubt the keyboard is splash proof, for example.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-3058012884026212885?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/3058012884026212885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-macs-from-apple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/3058012884026212885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/3058012884026212885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-macs-from-apple.html' title='new macs from apple!!!!'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-5666110215910171720</id><published>2008-10-09T13:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:56:25.410+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nokia launches touchphone 5800 XpressMusic</title><content type='html'>Nokia is shortly launching the 5800 XpressMusic which is touted to be the counterpart of Apple iphone. The phone will reportedly be released in seven countries before Christmas and the contry list includes Hong Kong, India, Indonesia, Russia, Spain, Taiwan and the United Arab Emirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nokia 5800 will feature a 3.2 Megapixel camera along with Carl Zeiss lens as well as 8GB internal memory, a virtual QWERTY keyboard a graphic equaliser, and built-in surround sound stereo speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia’s touchscreen phone will be launched in India in the third week of November and supposedly will cost around Rs 20,000. Nokia India managing director D Shivakumar said, “What iPhone did was to bring the touch element to a multi-media converged device. Since we are already the leader in converged devices in India, Nokia 5800 will be a revolutionary launch from our stable.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-5666110215910171720?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/5666110215910171720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/nokia-launches-touchphone-5800.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/5666110215910171720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/5666110215910171720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/nokia-launches-touchphone-5800.html' title='Nokia launches touchphone 5800 XpressMusic'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7571887002640675842.post-7323010664962031858</id><published>2008-10-08T17:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:23:50.947+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'Glowing' jellyfish grabs Nobel</title><content type='html'>A clever trick borrowed from jellyfish has earned two Americans and one Japanese scientist a share of the chemistry Nobel Prize.&lt;br /&gt;Martin Chalfie, Roger Tsien and Osamu Shimomura made it possible to exploit the genetic mechanism responsible for luminosity in the marine creatures.&lt;br /&gt;Today, countless scientists use this knowledge to tag biological systems.&lt;br /&gt;These glowing markers will show how brain cells develop or cancer cells spread through tissue.&lt;br /&gt;Jellyfish will glow under blue and ultraviolet light because of a protein in their tissues. Scientists refer to it as green fluorescent protein, or GFP.&lt;br /&gt;Shimomura made the first critical step, isolating GFP from a jellyfish found off the west coast of North America in 1962. He made the connection also with ultraviolet light.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile in the 1990s, Chalfie demonstrated GFP's value "as a luminous genetic tag", as the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences described it in the Nobel citation.&lt;br /&gt;Tsien's contribution was to further "our general understanding of how GFP fluoresces." In essence, he broadened the colour palette to colours other than green. This was significant because it has allowed scientists to follow a number of different biological processes at once.&lt;br /&gt;GFP has now become a standard laboratory tool. As well as assisting fundamental research in simply revealing how biological systems work, it has become invaluable in the domain of genetic engineering.&lt;br /&gt;Scientists trying to modify a plant or animal will often include the gene responsible for GFP as part of the change. Fluorescence will then tell them if the modification has been taken up successfully or not, dramatically improving the efficiency of the research.&lt;br /&gt;It is this science which has led to the stream of popular media stories down the years of "glowing" rabbits, butterflies, pigs - and all the other green-tinged animals to emerge from laboratories.&lt;br /&gt;Just how far colouring techniques have come was demonstrated eloquently last year by a team led from Harvard University.&lt;br /&gt;The group used a combination of multiple fluorescent proteins to colour brain cells (neurons) in up to 90 distinct colours. They published a stunning image in the journal Nature which they called a "brainbow".&lt;br /&gt;Osamu Shimomura is affiliated to the Marine Biological Laboratory, Woods Hole, US. Martin Chalfie is at Columbia University, New York; and Roger Tsien's home institution is the University of California, San Diego. They share the prize equally.&lt;br /&gt;The Nobel Prizes - which also cover physics, medicine, literature, peace and economics (more properly called the Sveriges Riksbank Prize) - are valued at 10m Swedish Kronor (£800,000; $1.4m).&lt;br /&gt;Laureates also receive a medal and a diploma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7571887002640675842-7323010664962031858?l=satishgaikwad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/feeds/7323010664962031858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/glowing-jellyfish-grabs-nobel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/7323010664962031858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7571887002640675842/posts/default/7323010664962031858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://satishgaikwad.blogspot.com/2008/10/glowing-jellyfish-grabs-nobel.html' title='&apos;Glowing&apos; jellyfish grabs Nobel'/><author><name>satish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10683335626692096062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://
