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Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Blog Song - Let our Struggle be kindled by imbibing the Virtues of the True Vaishnav

Translation of the Blog Song -"Vaishnav Jan To Tene Kahiye" [It plays automatically when you load the page but you can pause it by clicking the pause button on the player appearing at the top left side of the page.]

A Manager from GAIL has dedicated this Famous Song to the Struggle of the Oil Sector Officers against Injustice & Vindictiveness of the Authorities. This song praises the virtues of a True Vaishnav- the worshipper of Vishnu. Vishnu as we all know is the Vishnu the maintainer or preserver.

Vaishanav: A follower of Lord Vishnu. Strict vegetarianism, ahimsa & simplicity are the hallmarks of a true vaishnav. TheBhajan is in essence a "definition" of "vaishnav". OSOA and Oil Sector Officers too believe in the path of Ahimsa (non aggressive means to achieve our goals) but just like in the Mahabharata Lord Vishnu called upon Arjuna to raise his arms against Injustice OSOA too was forced to resort to the 60 hrs Strike after being forced by circumstances described on these pages.

We pray that the opponents of OSOA understand that the path to Ahimsa is the best path and stop the acts of retribution against the officers and office bearers by their various acts of suspensions, terminations, pay cuts (inspite of making people work for extra hours/shifts/ days). The song is dedicated to all those who love peace. May sense prevail.

Vaishnav jan to tene kahiye je
[One who is a vaishnav]
PeeD paraayi jaaNe re
[Knows the pain of others]
Par-dukhkhe upkaar kare toye
[Does good to others, esp. to those ones who are in misery]
Man abhimaan na aaNe re
[Does not let pride enter his mind]
Vaishnav...

SakaL lok maan sahune vande
[A Vaishnav, Tolerates and praises the the entire world]
Nindaa na kare keni re
[Does not say bad things about anyone]
Vaach kaachh man nishchaL raakhe
[Keeps his/her words, actions and thoughts pure]
Dhan-dhan janani teni re
[O Vaishnav, your mother is blessed (dhanya-dhanya)]
Vaishnav...

Sam-drishti ne trishna tyaagi
[A Vaishnav sees everything equally, rejects greed and avarice]
Par-stree jene maat re
[Considers some one else's wife/daughter as his mother]
Jivha thaki asatya na bole
[The toungue may get tired, but will never speak lies]
Par-dhan nav jhaalee haath re
[Does not even touch someone else's property]
Vaishnav...

Moh-maaya vyaape nahi jene
[A Vaishnav does not succumb to worldly attachments]
DriDh vairaagya jena man maan re
[Who has devoted himself to stauch detachment to worldly
pleasures]
Ram naam shoon taaLi laagi
[Who has been edicted to the elixir coming by the name of Ram]
SakaL tirath tena tan maan re
[For whom all the religious sites are in the mind]
Vaishnav...

VaN-lobhi ne kapaT-rahit chhe
[Who has no greed and deciet]
Kaam-krodh nivaarya re
[Who has renounced lust of all types and anger]
BhaNe Narsaiyyo tenun darshan karta
[The poet Narsi will like to see such a person]
KuL ekoter taarya re
[By who's virtue, the entire family gets salvation]
Vaishnav...

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Aftermath of strike- A Poem

I went on a peaceful protest,
Of course, it was a strike,
A fight to get my rights,
In this world’s largest democracy
My voice was viciously suppressed,
By our own autocratic bureaucracy
Oilmen became bad men,
Salary was unveiled in public domain
Everyone thinks I am obsessed with greed
For pay hike, there is no need
I don’t have battery of lawyers
To sternly deal with those liars,
Who have ruined my peaceful life,
In my family, I am facing strife
What’s my salary is a big conundrum,
In my hand I have a memorandum
I accept it with grace,
With a smiling face,
Hoping I will win the race.

---A peaceful striker

Holy Modern Indian Cow !(Media)

Holy Modern Indian Cow ! is on air!

Vapours comes out from her holy shit !

''Breaking News!''

Isn't it farting GAS?



Those 'calves' look too cute !

With the mike and Cam on street interviews

Holy mother cow gives them the milk.

SHIT and milk are holier then holy!

They can mortgage their self esteem!!


OIL MAN ! Your oil is not honey

See the mockery of democracy!!

Indian car runs on farting gas

And not your Oil & Gas unholy!!



This baby cows get matured soon

And are sold to the political bulls !

Reason why,Baby cow screamed in pain

''desdrohi'' !!''desdhrohi'' !! at ZEE news



We knew they were not screaming at us

pleasing ones who were raping them!

Sure we were not there ,as the STAR CHANNEL said!

We would not have allowed them to rape.



Cow comes and cow goes

BULLSHIT remains for ever!

Lets Move on ! India stops breathing without us

We know that we cant be ''desdrohi''



Oil flowed and nation growed

We make tomorrow brighter for those!

For them who cheat the nation

With cheap fuel for looting votesToday is made darker for those who spoke for us.


We have not sold this nation to Ambanis!

we are not the fund collectors of ruling party

We are not posted in secretariat in 'Hera feri''

We are selected on our merit



The nation is mislead by these holy cows

bulls and the basterds!!

Father of the nation ! dont do Gandhigiri

Please don't ask them the name of their father

They will malign you saying you were their real father!



This Indian political bullock cart

Cows and baby cows

Invisible Hand ,are

Breaking Jawaharlal's dream



Are out to sell the ' HOLY temples''

The temples of india, We built

TEACH THIS HAND A LESSON

WE OIL MAN HAVE WITH US

A BRASS HAMMER !

Make sure they don't win the NEXT election!



== ''spark''

AN OILMAN WHO IS PUT ON FIRE/

Hadtali Ramayan

Hadtali Ramayan

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Poem by an Oil Man

KAL MEIN SUIT PEHAN KAR AAYA THA
MERA 2 LAKH KA PACKAGE HAI, AISA TV PAR BATAYAN THA

PAR MERE BAKI PAISE KAHA GAYE, USSE KAUN BICHOLIA KHA GAYA
KISKA PAIT HAI ITNA BADA, JO MERA EK ZERO PACHA GAYA

BIWI MUJHSE KAHTI HAI , KYA KOI AUR MERE DIL MAIN REHTI HAI
JO 25% MUJHE ( BIWI KO ) DETI AUR , 75% KHUD RAKLETI HAI

MERE PADOSI AAB MUJHSE DARTE HAI , MUJHE AATANKVADI SAMAJHTE HAI
MAIN US OSOA KA MEMBER HOO , JO POORE DESH KO BANDHAK RAKHTE HAI

PAR MAIN AB KIDNAPPER SE DARTA HO , KAHI TV SUN UTHA NA LE MUJHKO
IS LIYE ROJ SALARY CERTIFICATE POCKET MAIN RAKH LETA HOON

2007 SE PAISA BAKAYA HAI , AB TAK NAHI FAISLA AAYA HAI
JO KARNA HAI ABHI KARO , IS KO NAJAYAZ BATLAYA HAI

BLACKMAILER KA KHITAB DIYAA , HAWA SE FIGURES CHAAP DIYAA
AB BHI WAQT HAI SACCH DIKHLAYO , YE KAISA INSAAF KIYA

KAL MEIN SUIT PEHAN KAR AAYA THA
MERA 2 LAKH KA PACKAGE HAI , AISA TV PAR BATAYAN THA

Friday, January 16, 2009

It is War - Poetry is the best expression at such times

समुन्‍द्र के अथाह से तेल क्‍या ये पत्रकार हैं लाए,

क्‍यों देश की राजधानी में इनके डटे हैं चैनल,

केवल मिडिया क्‍या देश चलाएगा,

सत्‍यम का सत्‍यमेव इस देश ने लिया है देख,

प्रशासन ने भ्रष्‍टाचार हर क्षेत्र में दिया है पेल,

अब देश द्रोह का तमगा मिलिभगत कर हमको दे दिया,

देवड़ा ने मिडिया को दी बधाई,

इसके पीछे का क्‍या है राज,

कौन किससे मिला “जी” कुछ तो करो आवाज,

जनता को गुमराह किया किसका है यह अगाज,

करो सबसिडी का अंत, है किसी माई के लाल में दम,

क्‍यों हो गए इन प्राईवेट तेल कम्‍पनियों के पेट्रोल पंप बंद,

क्‍यों हो रहा है देश के टेलेन्‍ट का पलायन,

सेंसेक्‍स को किसने शिखर तक पंहुचाया और धड़ाम से गिराया,

देश के वित्‍त मंत्री ने एक तरफा जानकारी होने का दम दिखाया,

कर दी हड़ताल तो गैर कानुनी डंडे का दमन चक्र चलाया,

ये ब्‍युरोक्रेट जिला स्‍तर से डंडा है चलाते,

इतनी मोटी चमड़ी हो गई है कि सरे आम जनता को गुमराह हैं कर जाते,

कई के पास अपार सपंत्‍ति, नल की टुटियों तक पर सोने का नक्‍काशी,

भोली भाली जनता को गुमराह की साजिश,

हमारे टेक्‍स से अपनी तनख्‍वा हैं पाते,

मिडिया के नाम पर टेक्‍स तक की छूट ले जाते,

घुस खाकर देश द्रोही हमे है बताते,



Neesha Jain

Yeh Kahan Aa Gaye Hum - Poetry is the best outlet to sadness inside

Contributed by S B BHINGARDE/SCFPLAB/MHSO/IOCL

Main aur mere Colleauges, aksar yeh baatein karte hain
revision hota to kaisa hota, hum yeh kehte, tum voh kehte
Tum is revision per khush hote, tum us nai pay slip dekh ke kitna hanste
revision hota to aisa hota, revision hota to vaisa hota
Main aur mere colleauges aksar yeh baatein karte hain

Yeh kahan aa gaye hum
Yunhi strike karte karte,
abb baahon mein hai suspensions,
Mere jism-o-jaan hai rote'
Yeh kahan aa gaye hum
Yunhi hath mai abb katora lete' lete'

Yeh sarkar hai, inki neeyat dhamkiya se' bhari hui hai
yeah Pandey hai ya Ambani ka koi khabri,
oil co's ki maherbani se inki raate' saji huyi hai,
Yeh bureacrats hai ya mantriyo ke chamche
intellectuals hai ya 5wi fail ke baache'
officers ke pay raise ki demand hakikat hai,
ya bureacrats ke badan ki badboo
Yeh all india strike ka aasar hai, ya tumhari kurshi ka durr?
Yeh sochta hoon main kab se gumsum
Ke jab ki mujhko bhi yeh khabar hai
Ke tum nikameee ho, , kissi ke nahin ho
Magar yeh dil hai ke keh raha hai
Ke tum imcompetent ho, kissi ke nahin ho

O, tu Oil Co ke CEO ho, hai main hoon ek officer,
Tu na ho to main kahan hoon

Mujse Kaam karane waale
Tu jahan hai main vahan hoon
Hamein milna hi tha suspensions,
Issi raah pe nikalte
Yeh kahan aa gaye hum
Yunhi saath saath chalte...........

Mm, meri suspensions mai chamke,
tere nikamepan ki khusboo,
Teri terminations ek saboot hai
Koi Minister ka issara'
Koi aur bhi kaadam utthale'
bache offiers ko chunke chunke,
Yeh kahan aa gaye hum
Yunhi saath saath chalte

Majboor yeh haalat, idhar bhi hai udhar bhi hai,
depression ki ek raat, idhar bhi hai udhar bhi

Kehne ko bahut kuch hai, magar kis se kahe hum
Kab tak yunhi khaamosh rahe aur sahe hum

Dil kehta hai Media ki har ek channel ko udda' de
Jooth jo media ney dee hai, ushe sath milker gira de

Kyoon dil mein sulagte rahe, logon ko bata de
Haan yeah Media jooth hai, unpadh hai, be-khabar hai,
Ab dil mein yehi baat, idhar bhi hai udhar bhi

Yeh kahan aa gaye hum
Yunhi saath saath chalte
Yeh kahan aa gaye hum
Yunhi strike karte karte...