Kunwar 'Viyogi' and Dhian Singh both are experimentalists and have shown some innovations in their experiments with forms. Kunwar 'Viyogi' used घर /GHAR/ (home) as symbol and center of life and love. He has a long poem of 238 four line-verses on this very symbol. He has also published Dogri's first sonnet - collection namely पैह्लियां बांगां /Phelian banga.
He got Central Sahitya Akademi Award for his long poem "GHAR" in 1981, published by Dogri Sanstha in booklet form. Later this poem was also prescribed in M.A. (Dogr) syllabus of Jammu University.
He wrote a long poem "GHAR" in 1977 under the influence of an emotional trance in seven days. Consisting of 239 stanzas(plus 66 stanzas unpublished), of four lines each, the rhythmic poem beautifully ends with the word "Ghar". Published by Dogri Sanstha, Jammu. The rhyme scheme of each stanza is aaba, and each stanza ends with the word "Ghar". Ghar is the link which binds the whole poem together thematically. Ghar strikes one as a unique attempt by any poet in Dogri or many of modern Indian languages. "Viyogi" has burst forth on the Dogri scene, after a long break of over fifteen years, like an avalanche, with a dazzling array of poems, gazals and sonnets.
The scope of the poem Ghar is tremendous, and the ideas there in range from the mundane to the spiritual, from the physical to metaphysical, from the trivial to the mighty, from the terrestrial to the spatial and from the amoral to the deeply ethical. In between, one sees the strong family ties for which one needs a home, a "Ghar".
The selection of Kunwar Viyogi's book of poetry "Ghar" for Sahitya Academy award's best creative work came as a surprise to many. If ever he was in the race for this coveted honor, he emerged triumphant like a dark horse. His very first published book bagged the prize at a time when he was almost a nonentity in the world of Dogri literature. In fact, many were unaware if Wing commander Randhir Singh was the same person Kunwar Viyogi.
EXTRACT FROM DOGRI: (1979)- A SIGNIFICANT YEAR FROM ANNUAL, SURVEY OF INDIAN LITERATURE BY SAHITYA AKADEMI IN THEIR BI-MONTHLY "INDIAN- LITERATUR"
Kunwar Viyogi's long poem entitled "Ghar", consists of 239 stanzas of four lines each, has been published by Dogri Sanstha, Jammu. The rhyme scheme of Each stanza is aaba, and each stanza ends with the word "Ghar". Ghar is the link which binds the whole poem together thematically, "Viyogi" has burst forth on the Dogri scene, after a long break of over fifteen years, like an avalanche, with a dazzling array of poams, gazals and sonnets.
The poem Ghar strikes one as altogether a unique attempt by any poet in Gogri or in many of modern Indian languages. In the matter of form, he seems to have been influenced by Rubai and some of the ideas too are similar to the ideas of the Rubiyat of Omar Khayam as translated, by Fitzgerald. Viyogi has also read the Gesta and the Profet by Khalil Gibran and has been influenced by them. The scope of the poem Ghar is tremendous, and the ideas there in range from the mundane to the spiritual, from the physical to metaphysical, from the trivial to the mighty, from the terrestrial to the spatial and from the amoral to the deeply ethical. In between, one sees the strong family ties for which one needs a home, a "Ghar".
Viyogi, who is squadron Leader Kunwar Randhir Singh in real life penned down all the ideas as these came to him naturally. The poem, therefore, mentions the modern before the ancient things. This may be a small flaw, but notwithstanding this, the Ghar, possesses the organic unity which is so essential for a really great creative work.
TEXT OF AWARD ACCEPTANCE SPEECHTo say anything about writing in general or my poem "GHAR" in particular in front of this gathering of eminent people makes me wordless. Hence, I shall say nothing about these except that I wrote "GHAR" under the influence of an emotional trance in seven days in Jan 1977. I accept the award of the Akademi for my poem "GHAR" with humility.
Bulk of my own written work remains unpublished as I have remained out off from the mainstream of Dogri Literary movement, stared, nurtured and led with complete dedication and selflessness by esteemed Prof. Ram Nath Shastri-
-himself an Akademi Award winner- and father of modern Dogri literature and also due to the lack of a publishing organization for the Dogri language.
Hence, I take this opportunity to announce that I shall donate my award money of Rs. 5,000/- to any group of people who undertake to form a registered, Non profit, publishing organization for Dogri. I also call on all lovers of Dogri, particularly the authors to donate their one month's income to such an organization.
Being in love with words, I conclude my speech with an English sonnet of mine entitled "Words":-
"choose your words with care
They come in unexpected meaning garbed
So of their apparent apparel beware;
For When they sweetened look, - can be barbed
An inadvertent inflexion; change of tone,
Or unintended stress; careless pause,
Can deadly misunderstandings cause.
To misinterpretations – words are prone.
The words can cripple, maim, make you cry,
Or injure deeper than the lashing knives,
Or with sweet- nothings make you sweetly sigh
With light euphoric breathing, - all your lives.
So keep their consequences in your mind,
They can be cruel. Also can be kind."
GHAR is a booklet containing 239 Rubaiyat arranged at random without a tangible thread of thought. The only tangible string which connects the Rubaiyat, to one another is that each Rubai end with the word- "Ghar". This fact has led to a many a misgiving by various critics to call it as one poem, which it is not. The Poet has played with the word Ghar , with its various direct meanings and subtle nuances. The interplay of words has led main critics to call it a unique work of literature and others to call Ghar an outstanding contribution to Dogri literature for its evocative theme, fine balance between the mundane and spiritual, concentrated power and a superb control on metre and idiom.
"Ghar" which literally means a home is a combination of deepest human feelings and soaring mind's flights containing Rubaiyats in the manner in which Fitzerald wrote his Rubaiyat of OmerKhyam. In one Rubai Viyogi writes that horizon is created due to the wrongness of Earth. However it has another dimension which is created by the sight of the watcher. We can not change the roundness of the Earth but we can create a vaster horizon by building a higher perc for the watcher. Ghar was taught as a text in M.A. Dogri of Jammu university in the eighties for a number of years. In a nutshell Ghar can be called a collection of ordinary mundane, immoral, uplifting and sublime verses by the polyglot Poet-Kunwar Viyogi.
As an example translation of a few Rubaiyat by Kunwar Viyogi are quoted below—
1.Friends, when you place me on the pyre,
Take this book and say: In life entire
Three things "Viyogi" did:- He was born,
Wrote this poem. Died. Then light the fire.
2. Wealth I neither seek nor ever sought.
"Ghar" with dedication I have wrought.
Accept this humble gift of mine Oh! God.
And pass it on to every nook and spot.
3. A piece of bread, a nook to false asleep;
Few moments to rejoice or to weep,
Was all I ask from relentless time,
But time has given pains to nurse and keep.
4. Whatever you do earn, you must spend.
For every earthly thing and every trend
And every singer, song and all desires
Are sure to disappear in the end.
5. The mundane means of life, the restless soul
Can join and make each other whole
A bit of artful etching, pleasing hues
Is all we need to shed the hyperbole.
6. Grievances few, few wistful hopeless hopes,
Few heady honest moments, fragrant scopes.
But afterwards no sons are stars to see
And every man in voids darkness gropes.
7. You neither come nor call me to your side,
No missives from you come from far and wide
The lioness who has got the taste of love
Can neither tell her woes, nor can hide.
8. Attacking or defending; In retreat.
All elements are prostrate at his feet;
For he, who has a happy heart and home,
Can easily handle victory and defeat.
9. I never loved before I cherished you.
I would have never loved you, if I knew:
The fruit of tree of love is endless pain,
This truth in truthfulness is truly true.
10. Handle lightly LOVE's fragile thread,
And tie no knot about it in your head.
For then the hands will fail to untie these
And you will have to use your teeth instead.
11. If cranes leave their wintryHomes and Fly
One love unaleated routs of the sky
To cozier spots to feed and nest and mate
So, why it done by you and I?
12. Brooks join the rivers, Rivers sea
Clouds play with slais as they+please
No nothing lives completely on its own
Why don't we merge self savingly with ease.
13. She hails from village BAGOONA Gental dove
The memory of her name is also "LOVE"
She loves me and I thank my lucky stars
By doing obeisance to skyies above.
14. "Corforus'+ the world prounced or you fall
It would have been of use to heed this call
But I was listening to a different dream
And that is how I lived perished. That ix all.
15. The line between the God and beast is thin,
In men's mind's cacopherous din
He struggles on to choose between the two
A bridge of ropes this Man has always been.
16. Home is not the progeny or walls.
Home is not the relaives or halls
Home is love's athem; affection's muse.
House is not a home which enthralls.