Mathematics is a leisure

for it's an addiction ,

that renders heavenly pleasure ;

So fascinating to use the nos. to play with
But the people think it's tedious, erecting a myth;

The use of theorems , postulates and lemmas are intrinsic beauty of the subject

No one for once and all can undermine this aspect ;

It has it's own languages and excerpt
Algebras are tricky, for they involve mind wobbling logics of all sort ;

Geometry is fun with the system of planes,lines,conics and all
Just as easy as playing the game of baseball ;

The cardinal facet of the stuff that creates a lot of fuss
Is to be adored the most-The Alluring Calculus ;

Trigonometry is easy
for if the formulas are mugged it's totally squeezy ;

People are scared of this artefact
But once loved it's a Passion of Pact ....

©Binit Kumar Jha ┃ Kavya_shaili

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शायद, वो लौट आया है ....

विवरण - प्रस्तुत कविता में उसके आने का विवरण दिया गया है , वह एक ऐसा चित्रण है जिसका वर्णन - मात्र ही पाठकों के अंदर एक रहस्यपूर्ण कथा की उत्कंठा पैदा कर देगा, वह जो भी है पर समय और काल का उसपर वश नहीं ,वह मृत्यु के लिए स्वयं एक काल है, बाकी जानने के लिए कृपया इस कविता को पूरा पढ़ें और हाँ कमेंट सेक्शन में अपने विचार रखना न भूलें , धन्यवाद कविता - शायद, वो लौट आया है .... एक ख़ौफ़ सा छाया है चारों ओर भय का सरमाया है न ही कोई चहल-पहल, बस हर तरफ़ माया है शायद, वो लौट आया है तेज़ आँधियाँ हैं चल रहीं बादल की गरजें भी, उसके किस्से कह रहीं समुन्द्र भी है उथल-पुथल काल-चक्र में कैसी है, ये असमयिक हलचल पशु-पक्षी भी हैं भयभीत खड़े उसके इतिहास के साक्ष्य मौजूद पड़े कुसमय का क्यों फ़ैला है ये उफ़ान बदहाली, गरीबी, दुःख से दहक उठा है आसमान वक़्त की रफ़्तार, नियति की गति सभी हो चुकी हैं शिथिल आलम ऐसा, जैसे मरुस्थल में पड़ा कोई जीव मौत से कर रहा हो तिलमिल शायद ये उसके अस्तित्व...

Nostalgia

Nostalgia in an instant slight Nostalgia in an instant slight Seeing me trapped in.my plight.... Asks me, Do you still feel the same That our childhood was insane .... Rushing through the narrow lanes without any worry Watching our fantasy shows in hassle-free hurry... Involving in useless talks far from reality Talking about dreams ,skimmed in ambiguity... When sarcasm was something ,a far way out of our dictionary When we were not scared of being laughed out of mockery... Life was a peace and fun as it had always meant to be Poles apart from the actual laws of destiny... No fear of facing the actual truths of life No sort of competition or any similarity procuring that hype... Just t'was me and my life spun in a reel where only fair plays were meant to be played Nothing was better than going through the life in that shade... ©Binit Kumar Jha | kavya_shaili

Soul (अंतरात्मा)

Description - In our lives each one of us have some ambitions and dreams, but at times we tend to feel that it is very difficult to achieve them, we think it's impossible to acquire them, but there lies our soul who always reminds us that there is a dream, a dream to be obsessed for. Soul (अंतरात्मा ) Deep aside my soul's shadow there lived an emotion As they say ,kind of an inspiring notion And I ain't call them dreams, rather motivation Weren't they too preposterous, to be called an illusion Destiny ,though sometimes have the right obsession Deep aside my soul's shadow there lived an emotion ©Binit Kumar Jha | kavya_shaili

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