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  With Grace of Goddess of Muse and well wishes of all of you, poster of my third upcoming gazal TUM MERI CHAHAT has been released today by Red Ribbon Musik Company , Mumbai today. Title Track of the Album TUM MERA AAINA is already receiving massive response. I invoke Blessings of Almighty and well wishes of all music lover. Will share the youtube link asap

A poem dedicated by Dear Tanmay on my  Birthday today  Divine Dawn Birth is a sacred whisper of the Almighty, A gentle flame lit in the temple of time. A divine gift placed in mortal hands, A promise wrapped in breath sublime. And birthday comes like a holy hymn, Reminding the soul why it came to be— Not merely to count the passing years, But to celebrate life’s sacred decree. Celebrate it with bliss in the heart, With divinity shining through your ways; With happiness flowing like morning light, With joy that crowns your days. Let there be smiles like blooming flowers, Gratitude rising like incense above; For birth is grace, and each birthday Is the Almighty’s renewed act of love. Happy Birthday Sisterji

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  https://youtu.be/n6WlLJjYkM4?si=F_5E95oKcZ0hpxT6 https://youtu.be/n6WlLJjYkM4?si=LNKyi22QGsdOnSRb Audio OTTs- JioSaavn, Spotify, Amazon Music, Apple Music, Gaana, YT Music etc. Audio for UGC will be released on Instagram, Facebook, Whatsapp, YT Shorts, Snapchat & Tiktok Caller Tunes on Airtel, Vi, JioTunes & BSNL/MTNL Hi, friends, you can listen Tum Mera Aaina Ho.Gaye on above links, besides watching video on Red Ribbon Musik Channel

 हर आहट पर क्यों गुमान होता रहा तेरे आने का, तुम्हे तो शौक़ है वादा कर के भूल जाने का।

  With Grace of God and well wishes of all of you, the poster of my second Gazal TERE BIN DIL, from my Album of Gazals TUM MERA AAINA HO GAYE has been released by Red Ribbon Musik, Mumbai today. Title Track Tum Mera Aaina is already getting a massive response. Invoking Blessings of Goddess of Muse for the success of this track too!

 Review by Ms.Mehnaz.Dayma ardent fan of my Poetry After viewing my Gazal.TUM.MERA AAINA HO GAYE,on Red ribbon musik on you tube and on Instagram  What a masterpiece, Rajni ma'am ji ✨ 'Tum Mera Aaina Ho Gaye' touches the very depths of the soul. Your words carry so much purity and emotion, beautifully brought to life by Rafiq Raja’s mesmerizing voice. It feels less like a song and more like a beautiful conversation between two hearts. Truly magical work ❤️🎶"

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 Hi, Friends, I am thankful to Almighty for release of the poster of my first Album of Gazals, TUM MERA AAINA HO GAYE, by Red Ribbon Company, Mumbai  and pleased to share the news that my four Gazals will be shortly available on Red Ribbon. TUM MERA AAINA HO GAYE is the first gazal from this album, composed and sung very soulfully by reputed Music Director Rafiq Raja Ji and l am Producer and Lyricist. Rafiq Raja Ji is associated with film industry as a singer and Music Director, since last twenty five years and has earned identity on international level too. I deem myself lucky to be associated with him.  I am a multi-lingual poetess, translator and Numerologist, having 97 books ( In hard print  and on KDP) written by me in my literary treasure, but unexpectedly, this is my first Album of songs, initiated at the ripe age of 71. Invoking Blessings of the Almighty and well wishes of  all of you for success of my first album.  RAJNI CHHABRA

 

NO GAINS WITHOUT PAINS **************************** Sharing with all the voracious readers on global level a small event, related to life of common man, hoping that it will provide a positive direction to your thought process.  In a village, a hard -working farmer, putting his best efforts used to spend all his day, toiling in his field. Scorching sun, rainfall, shivery cold, he used to cope up with all the seasons equally and kept himself engaged in work. When harvest matured, he used to sleep for whole night, putting his cot in the fields, for guarding the harvest. He also used to light bonfire so that no animal causes any damage to the crops and for sake of his own security too. No sooner had he finished cutting crop and heaved a sigh of relief, the landlord rushed to the spot, to recover his debt. The fields had been mortgaged to the landlord since last o many years. He grabbed more than half of the crop and poor farmer was deeply disappointed. One day, with an unhappy spirit, ...

  OUR CONSTITUTION FRAMER Integrity, solidarity and prosperity Were the keywords, occupying your mind When you were framing the Constitution of India. We are basking in the dense shade of Your blissful, mature thoughts. Downtrodden could get redress coz You were our inspiration on the path of progress.  We are heartily obliged to you Our  respected mentor. Dr. B.R. Ambedkar.

BE YOUR OWN JUDGE *********************** Today, I am sharing with all the voracious readers a very old story; but it has relevance with our life even today. In a village, a potter was following his ancestral profession since so many years. He used to shape up clay and turned it into form of *chillum. A huge banyan tree, with wide stretched branches was growing since last so many years in the courtyard of the potter. Its branches seemed as if with extended arms, it was inviting passers-by to come and relax under its shade. When passers-by  passed through that village, they  were tempted to relax under its dense shade; sat their for sometime; filled * chillum with tobacco and enjoyed a few puffs from *hukka and moved on to their further journey, feeling utterly relaxed. Once, a saint stayed in that very village for a couple of days. He observed that very often, passers-by halted under the tree, flourishing in the courtyard of the potter, relaxed under its shade; took chillum fr...

     ARE YOU LISTENING, MA? Ma! You often used to ask me Babli, why are you so silent Usher something Give vent to your thought Knock at the door of mind Open it with sound of your words. I am vocal now But you are not here To listen me. Caravan of thoughts That you left behind In my mind I promise you To let it move On and on Viewing your glimpse In whole Universe. I will pen-craft Spontaneous flow of My thoughts Like a stream of pure water. My silence has vocalized. But, are you listening Ma? DEDICATED TO FOND MEMORY OF OUR DEPARTED MOTHER Rajni Chhabra

 How does the poem address women's identity ? The poem " Identity of Women " by Meenakshi Borana , as presented by Rajni Chhabra , explores the concept of women's identity through thought-provoking questions and statements. Here's how it addresses women's identity¹ ²: - Challenging societal perceptions: The poem questions who truly understands and appreciates women, asking "Who worships women? Who worshiped in praise of women? Who can grasp what she ushers who understands her?" - Recognizing women's contributions: It highlights women's contributions to society, stating that "She acquainted entire world with truth. She landed charm to customs of this world." - Rejecting deification: The poem emphasizes that women shouldn't be deified, instead, they should be recognized for their inherent value as human beings. The line "Don't enthrone her as deity. She is dignity of humanity" suggests that women's identity is ro...

  SWIGGY DELIVERY BOY Approximately, at 9 p.m., I was moving back to home, after late evening walk in my society premises. Pressed the button of lift. Same moment, a Swiggy delivery boy was also about to press the button to call lift. I asked him to which floor he will be going to deliver the order. I, too, had placed an order a few minutes ago; so, I thought if he is going to deliver my order, why not to take from him here only directly, as it will save a bit of his time. But this packet was meant to be delivered to someone else.  That exhausted person thanked me for this kind offer and then narrated to me in a tired tone that in the process of delivering orders whole day, his hands get rashes while driving and tremble; but he has no option except mustering courage. For the time being, to console himself, a pleasing thought is enough that his son will complete his Military training after two months; after that he will leave this job. I could not stop myself from suggesting hi...

  JITENDRA KUMAR SONI DREAMS OF FATHER SITTING ON FOOTPATH  In mid of road Sitting on footpath Dreams of father Turned into bricks This whole thought process Absorbed into thought of a room After, a room is built Her young daughters Clad in worn out clothes Won't be visible to anybody It won't be visible to anybody  That they satisfy their hunger By drinking water only. Roofs and walls Can hide their Many miseries People dwelling in palaces Will never gather this notion Worth of four walls With roof overhead Can be appreciated by An old father only Sitting under canopy of sky. My Rajasthani Translation of a Rajasthani Poem of  Bi-lingual Poet and Fiction writer I.A.S. Jitender kumar Soni. It has been included in Anthology of Rajasthani Poems ACROSS THE BORDER, transverted  by me into English Rajni Chhabra Multi lingual Poetess and  Translator P.S. : Immensely pleased to share with you that The Poet is recipient of Sahitya Akademi  Award 2025 for his Ra...

  CREATION *********** Jotting down a thought  On a piece of paper Is just as if a child is born Just as a child Getting attached to umbilical-chord  Develops in womb Exactly like that Getting attached, a thought Flourishes and matures  In brain Thoughts commove us Like labour-pains Inner- cores of heart of poet Generate pragmatic words Chains of  words are linked together On piece of paper. Just as a child is born A child to mother A poem to poet Hold same meaning Who can acclaim That creation of a poem is In any way, less than that of mother A poet is a creator Jitendra Kumar Soni My Rajasthani Translation of a Rajasthani Poem of  Bi-lingual Poet and Fiction writer I.A.S. Jitender kumar Soni. It has been included in Anthology of Rajasthani Poems ACROSS THE BORDER, transverted  by me into English Rajni Chhabra Multi lingual Poetess and  Translator P.S. : Immensely pleased to share with you that The Poet is recipient of Sahitya Akademi  Award...

  In the Dark Corner  ****************** Away from hustle bustle of  picnic spot, a ripe-aged man was standing in a dark corner of park, was taking puffs of cigarette. Enjoying smoking, he was interrupted by an inquisite young man, who was curious to know why that old man was standing there alone, puffing cigarette. The old man replied that he was smoking in that dark corner of the park, because he did not want to be observed by his son.  Abruptly, he observed that young man, too, was holding cigarette in his hand and was about to take puff. The old man asked him, "Why are you standing in this deserted corner, leaving the joy of company of others?" The young man replied, "I don't want to be noticed by my parents that I smoke" Rajni Chhabra 22/10/2024