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31/03/2024 की प्रतियोगिता का विषय है Childhood” हमसे जुड़े हुए प्रतिभावान कवियों के कविताओं को पढ़िए । प्रेम, डर, और अंधकार ऐसे कई मायने होंगे जो कवियों के दिल को भावुक रखते है । ऐसी भावुकता का हम आदर करते है और उनकी भावनाओं को निपुण बनाना ही संकल्प है हमारा । हम हर रोज किसी न किसी विषय पर अपने व्हाट्सएप्प ग्रुप में Daily Challenge प्रतियोगिता के माध्यम से लेखकों तथा कवियों को उनकी बातों को कलम तक आने का मौका देते है । और जो सबसे अच्छा लिखते हैं । आप उनकी लेख इस पेज पर पढ़ रहे है

The theme of the competition for 31/03/2024 is Childhood“. Read the poems of the talented poets associated with us. Love, fear, and darkness are the many meanings that keep the hearts of poets emotional. We respect such sentiments and it is our resolve to make their feelings adept. Every day, we give an opportunity to writers and poets to put their thoughts to pen through the Daily Challenge competition in our WhatsApp group on different Topic. And those who write best. You are reading those article on this page.


Incident of my childhood…
Childhood is awesome, where we get attention,love and sympathy..
The incident that make me feel happy is:-
When l was 4 years old, me and my family live in Lucknow, usually we go for day l told my parents to get बर्फ का गोला, my mother though that, this is not good for my health.. she told shop uncle to make फालूदा and when l get.. l throw that and everyone start laughing and at the end l get गोला ..
This is my cute incident that always makes me happy..

Childhood have so many memories and fun..

Hetal Tyagi

The childhood memory I am close to… Outdoor games

Once upon a time…
When we used to play…
When those plateforms were our rest stations
When those wounds showed how we ran
When those fouls made us more honest and
When those race which we won by tresspass…

Once upon a time…
When we used to play…
When there were more friends than our family
When there were dens just to hide and seek
When there were wars among us to team up
When there were gazing stars waiting for results…

Once upon a time…
When we used to play…
Where now the streets wait for those playful sqeeks
Where now there are no push or shoves
Where now there is no forceful winner
Where now all eyes and hand are tied to screen…
-Dr. Priyanka

  • बचपन वाला खेल

आज बचपन ढूंढने निकली थी
न जाने कहां उम्र का वह
बेहतरीन हिस्सा खो दिया ,,
जिसे मां ने रोती हुई बिटिया को
चुप कराने के लिए दिया था,
उस बक्से में मेरी यादों की
पुड़िया का किस्सा छुपा था,
जिसमें मेरी बचपन वाली गुड़िया के
बर्तन और कपड़े रखे थे ,,
रखा था सहेज कर उन्हें यादों में,
यादों की पुड़िया की भी गठरी बनाकर
पर काश ! उसे उम्र को भी बचपन वाले
खिलौनो की तरह छुपा लेती ,,
मां की तरह बर्तन को ही आईना बना लेती,
और वो बचपन वाला खेल फिर से खेल लेती..……!!

प्रज्ञा जोलहे

A childhood memory you are close to

Childhood is the golden and the best period of one’ a life
And it passes very quickly
I have very enchanted and keen memories with my grandpa
those all memories are very close to my heart
Going outside on cycle ride with him
sitting on his shoulder and roaming in the house
fulfilling every demand on one voice
When my parents used to scold me,he doesn’t eat his meals
He loved me blindly and his love was so pure
I can’t stay without him more than 1 day
And now ,I have to live without him every day
I lost my all powers, I lost my lucky charm
But living today with these memories only
his presence and his words were as valuable to me
As water is valuable for fish

Anushka Pandey

जीना है बचपन मुझे फिर से,
करना है शरारत फिर से ,
मन नहीं लगता है इसमें ,
इसलिए बच्चा बनना है मुझे फिर से ।

खेल खेलूँ मैं जब यहाँ- वहाँ,
कोई मुझे पकड़े,
मैं हाथ ना आ पाऊँ किसी के,
ऐसा करना है फिर से मुझे ।

माँ पीछे-पीछे दौड़े मेरे ,
कहे तू खाना कब खायेगी ,
मैं ना मानूँ तो कान पकड़ कर खिलाए मुझे ,
जैसे पकड़े वैसे ही फिर भाग जाऊँ मैं ,ये करना है मुझे फिर से ।

पापा संग जाना है ,
कंधे पर बैठ घूमना है ,
जिद करनी है एक खिलौना लेने की ,
इसलिए मुझे एक बार फिर बच्चा बनना है ।

शायद ये मेरा वहम है ,
जो चला गया वो लौट नहीं आएगा ,
दिल में फिर भी एक आस लगी है ,
मेरा बचपन फिर एक बार लौट कर जरूर आएगा ।

Anjali Gupta


Childhood is the most memorable part of our life.Everyday was a new adventure for us.
I remember those days when i used to play with my cousins & siblings. We would play cricket throughout the day in the summer heat. And at evening we would play indoor games. We would sleep on the roof at night stargazing & talking with each other. I remember the days when i used to draw daily & how the compliments i get from my family & friends would make me so much happy. I remember the days when i crave for junk food packets and how much joy i relished eating them. I remember the days when we wake up early in the morning & go exploring the city on bicycles with my siblings. But there were more bad things happened to me in my childhood then the good ones. Like how i used to fight & get angry over little things if i don’t get it. How my parents & my bhaiya used to shout & beat me everyday. How i was bullied in school. How much i craved for the things which i didn’t had but rest of the kids had. How much i felt rejected & denied of love & sympathy.
But i still love my childhood.😊
~gulam Subhani
~insta :- engraved_words

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