Ek Daanveer
Kya yah ek anokha saobhaagye nahin ki hum is sundar shaam ko apne priye bhavishyevakta Pradhaan Thomas S. Monson ke saath hai?
Badadin ek anokha mausam hai- jab hum dusre ko naye ankhe se dekhte hai, jab hum naajuk hote hai hamare aas-paas ke sundarta ke cheezein par aur dusre ko dayaluta aur krippa se pesh karte hai.
Agar hum baalig sulaakshan hoge, hum samay samay par yaad dilayaenge ki, ek samay par, kaise hi bachche ki tarah honge.
Woh raye jisko hum pyaar karte hai hamare liye kuch khaas cheeze bana rahe hai- aur hamari gabrahat us khaas cheezein par jo hum unke liye ayojnaa karte hai-hamare hriday ko gehra mehsoos karte hai shaanti se aur humko pyaar aur pratiksha se badha deta. Iske milan par jhalak deepak, zevaar ruchikaar, Maseeh ka janm par, aur samajhte hai ki Badadin ek pyaari samay hai har saal mein.
Aur phir, avashye hai, wah par sangeet hai. Aur kuch nahi zor deta hai jaise ki gehra matlab aur dayalu aatma ki mausam ka jaise Badadin ka sangeet. Chahe madhur sangeet anandita, chintansheel, ya hamare mann mein yaad mein aatur karte hai, waha ek cheezein Badadin ke bare mein jo shaandaar sangeet prerit karta hai. Ye anokha sangeet hamare aatma ko uthate hai aur humko yaad dilate hai ki khushi hone ki vaaja.
Aaj hum bahut sulakshaan hai is mauke par is swarg sangeet ko sunne mein jo Orchestra se pradarshit kiya gaya hai aur Mormon Tabernacle Gayaakmandali ko Temple Square mein.
Jo sangeet is mandali se pesh kiya gaya hai bahut hi mahatav hai main vicharna karta hoon ki swarg ke farishta samay samay par bhent karta hai aur sunte hai aur saath mein gaate hai.
Carol of the Bells
Gayaakmandali abhi abhi ek sabse sundar Badadin madhur sangeet gaaye jo likha hua, “Carols of the Bells,” ki manohaar, jo 1921 mein United States par pesh kiya gaya tha.
Shuru shuru mein woh Badadin ka sangeet nahi tha. Woh Ukrainian ka sanatan ki log sangeet tha “Shchedryk,” se jaana jaata tha aksar mein “Ek Daanveer” sa anuwaad kiya gaya.
Ukrainian parivaaron hamesha yeh sangeet ko gaate the naye saal ki shuruaat mein. Aasli shabdon ek prakar ki gaanewaale pakshi ki yogye jo haalta hai ek parivaar ke ghar mein ko batlate hai aur pahele se batate hai woh shaandar achche takdir ko jo unko intazaar karte hai aanewaale saal ko.1
Mujhe us kahani ki mehsoos ko pasand hai.
Main uski umeed aur aashawaad ki sandesh ko pasand hai.
Ky woh Badadin ka sandesh nahi hai? Phir bhi jab duniya andhera ho jaega—jab achche cheezein nahi theek hoga, jab hamare hriday dukhi aur chinta se bhara rahega, dukhi aur afsos ke beej mein—hum “joy to the world” ko gaa sakte hai aur “achche kaarye manushye ke liye”2Maseeh ke karan, jisne” unko jyoti di jo andhera mein baethe the.”3
Ek Daanshilta ka samay
Yeh itna prayog hai, tab se, ki hamare pyaari Badadin ka sangeet jo hum abhi sunne asli mein likha gaya “Ek Daanveer.” Badadin hi, hamesha se, ek daayalu ka mauka hai.
Humko prerit hua us aatma se, hum kabhi ghanton se dhoondhte hai woh sundar taufe ko apne dost aur parivaaron ke liye. Hum kai tarike se dhoonthe hai ki aur laabhdayak ho aur hasmukh ho. Hum ko prerit kiya gaya hai ki aur todhe se waqt guzaare jisko hum pyaar karte hai. Hum aur se saavdhan hai us zarooratmand ko, aur baar se hum apne ko dayaluta se unko mada karte hai. Ye sab hamare dosh yukt hai magar Uddhaarkarta ki dayaluta ki hardik anunaad hai, jiska janm jo hum dhoodhte hai aadar karne hai.
Magar hum sab jaante hai ki baar baar pavitra mehsoos Badadin se shaamil hone se chaaya kar deta hai aur bhi hayran jaate hai bazaar jaane ki pareshaani aur bill ko bharne mein, aur bahut se kam lage hua kaaryekram.
Main nahi chahata ki log gatividhi ko nahi aswikar karein Badadin se praaroopikataya shaamil se adlaa badal taufe ko, bheed ke log mein kho jaate, aur chote aur bade khushi ki pratiyogita mein shaamil hai jo log ko saath mein laate hai is saal ki mauke par.
Ha, waha kai vaaja hai un cheezon ko pasand karein. Magar waha aur hai.
Isliye, main amantrit karta hoon har ek ko dhoondhne mein, kabhi kabhi is Badadin ke mausam mein, ek sukun aur shaanti ka samay jo hum swikaar karte hai aur haardik dhaanyevaad “Ek Daanveer” ko.
Humko dayaluta, pyaari, aur hamare kripa Swarg ke Pita ki ananthin dayaluta ki sochiye.
Jaise ki hum taufe ko karidhte hai-jab hum unko dete aur lete hai- aagya dete hai ki hum todhe mauke ko Parmeshwaar ke prachin taufe ko dyaan karein jo hum par bhar diya, Unke bachcho ka.
Dhaanyevaad ka Tohfa
Main jaanta hoon ki yeh hamare liye prakrit hai ki yeh sab swikrit karna—aur ye mahan mahan mol ke cheeezein bhi. Ye ek paath hai jo hum daas kushtrogee ki kahani se sikhe hai Ishu ke dinon mein. Sataaya hua aur haanikarak beemari se jo unko apne doston, parivaar, aur khudh hi jiwan se alag kiya, ye jo kushtrogee ko peedit hua ne pratipaadan kiya aur Parmeshwaar ke Putr se thikaane mila.
Jaise ki aap jaante hai, is nau kushtrogee ke mahan chamatkaar se usne khushi se apne apne raaste gaye apne acche bhaagye se.
Sirf ek lauta.
Sirf das mein se ek ne dhanyevaad di. Sirf das mein se ek, “jab usne dekha ki unko theek gaya tha, piche murnaa, aur zor awaaz se Parmeshwaar ko gauravaanit kiya, aur usne unke chehra se ghir pada unke paedo par, unko dhanyevaad de.” 4
Aise vinamrata ishaara ki pavitra dhanyevaad ko aaj nahi dekhte hai jaise who kahani mein, magar woh ab bhi hota hai. Magar jab woh hota hai, woh humko bhavuktaa se pyaar karte hai aur humko apne khudh hi ashirvaad ko ginne mein prerit karein.
Ek uddharan jo mainne sikha ek aadmi ke baare mein jo Africa mein rehta tha. Uski apang hone ke karan se, is aadmi ne kabhi nahi chal paa raha tha. Use jabarjasti se apne zyaada samay apne maata-pita ke ghar mein rehna pada. Woh kaam nahi kar sakte; woh apne doston ke saath nahi ja sakein; woh saral cheezein nahi kar sakte jo hum aasaani se karte hai.
Phir usne ek asadharaan cheezein sunna! Ishu Maseeh ke Antim-dinon ke Santon ka Girjaghar kai weelcheyar laa rahe hai ek pratiyogita par uske ghar ke paas!
Usne ek dost se pucha ki woh unko us pratiyogita par le jaye, aur waha par usne dekha ki kai adhik sankhiya pangu admi, auraten, aur bachcho the, jo naye, chamak wiljeya mein.
O,woh itna chahata tha ki woh us kursi par baethe! Usse uska jiwan kaise badlega ek pal ke liye agar woh apni shakti se ghum phir sake!
Unhonne intazaar kiya jabtak, unki baari nahi ayi.
Do purush ne usko ek kursi mein baethaya, uski jiwan mein pehla baar, woh khud hi ghum saka!
Pehla usne hichkichahat se heela. Magar jab usne wheelcheyar ko mehsoos ki, usne shakti se chalne laga.
Usne ghuma, lipta, zor se rol kiya aur wheelcheyar ko donon piche pahiyo se rol kiya. Usne donon haathon se josh se hilaaya jab usne apne doston ke aage se daora.
Woh zor se chala!
Uski chehra mein khushi dikhai de raha tha.
Ek mauke mein, jaise bhi, usne kursi ko wil kiya dusre logo ke paas aur parityaag ke ishaara se usne taeyyari se madad mangi.
“Aap kya kar rahe hai?” uske dost ne pucha.
Woh purush ne muskurayaa aur apn ekhande ko hilaya. “ Ab dusre ke dena hi hai,” usne kaha.
Girjaghar humanitarian pracharak ne uske bagal mein baethe aur kaha, “Ye wiljeya tumhare hai.”
Purush vishwaas nahi kiya. Usne socha ki is pratiyogita mein sirf wiljeya mein kaise baethne mein dekhane aaye the.
“Kya ye sachmuch mera hai?” usne pucha.
“Ha.”
“Magar mere paas paise nahi hai.”
“Ye tumhare hai. Ye tumhare taufe hai us logo se jo tumko pyaar karte hai.”
Jab usne mehsoos kiya ki sach mein kya ho rahi hai, is vinamrata ne apn edosto ko dekha.
Usne pracharak ko dekha.
Woh nahi rona chahata tha, magar woh nahi rok paye. Aur jab woh aasuon poche, woh pavitra khushi se haase jo usne mehsoos kiya.
Uske dost aur pracharak uske saath aasuon poche.
“Dhanyevaad,” usne dhire se kaha.
Usne donon ko gaale lagai, apne kursi mein baethe, aur khushi se chilaye “whoop!” who phir se gay eek badah muskurahat se.
“Main zor se rol sakti hoon!” usne chilaya jab woh pavement mein aage piche jaata tha.
Ye purush dhanyevaad samajhtha tha.
Parmeshwaar ka Kripadrishti
Kya hum kabhi pavitra, behad dhanyevaad ko mehsoos kiya? Is Badadin ke mausam mein, aur saal bhaar mein, main prarthna karta hoon ki hum Mahatav Hai-hamare Parmeshwaar, hamare Pita, aur pyaari dharmguru aur Salahkaar ko yaad karein.
Ki Woh Uphaar Denewaala!
Woh hi Ek Danveer!
Jab hum, Unki bachche, khana ko nivedan karte hai, Woh humko pathaar nahi deta. 5 Balki, Woh humko mahan aur bahamulye taufe se endow karte hai taki who hamare shakti se adhik ho ki pure samilit karein aur jo hum kabhi nahi soch sakein. Usne humko diya:
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Shaanti.
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Prasanta.
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Dher saara.
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Raksha.
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Saamaan.
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Samarthaan.
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Umeed.
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Nischayi.
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Pyaar.
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Uddhaar.
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Anant jiwan.
Yeh Badadin jo hum maanate jo sab taufe ko mumkin karte hai—Ishu ki janm jo Bethlehem mein hua tha. Uski karan se, “purnjiwan hone ke karan kabar vijyayi nahi hui aur mritiyu ki. Peedha Maseeh mein lin ho jaati hai. Wah jagat ka ujiliyaa aur jiwan hai; ha, wah prakash jo unanathin hai, aur jo kabhi bujh nahi sakta.” 6
Main khushi se Parmeshwaar ki kripadrishri ki prashansa karta hoon.
Woh humko akelapna, khaalipan, aur ayogyata se bachata hai.
Woh humko anubhav ki sachchai aur samajhne ki sachchai ko praapt karte hai. Woh andhera se jyoti ko rup badal deta hai, udaasi ko ummeed se, aur akelapan ko pyaar se.
Woh humko gulaami se mukt karta hai aur laalchipan se aur hamare aanewaale jiwan ki matalab ke taufe ko uphaar karta hai.
Ye hai Woh jiska hum bhakti karte hai.
Ye hamare Parmeshwaar hai.
Yeh hai woh Ek Danveer.
Ye hai Woh jo Apne bachcho ko pure pyaar karte hai ki Woh Apni Ek Laute Putr ko bhent kiya ki jo vishwaas karega who nasht na ho parantu anant jiwan milega. 7
Ishu Maseeh ke karan se, hum kabhi nahi ajnaabi mehsoos kiya. Hum niyaam paalan karne waalo ke saath Uddhaarkarta ko dekhenge jab Who lautega! Aur Unke pure jiwan ke liye, aur pavitra balidaan se, hum ek din swarg farishte ke saath kadhe honge aur unke saath pavitra taufe ko le lenge. 8
Mera umeed hai ki hum is Badadin mein, hamare pyaari Swarg ke Pita ko yaad karein aur sachcha aur gehra dhanyevaad de apne Sarvshaktimaan Parmeshwaar ko, jisne Apne sabhi bachcho ko pankha di urne ki. Ye mera vinamrta aur hardik prarthna hai aur mera dil se ahirvaad hai is Badadin ke mauke par sabke liye aur hamesha, hamare pyaari Uddhaarkarta ke naam se, Ishu Maseeh, amen.