75 Years Of Independence: Celebration Spirit Needs To be Subdued On the eve of this year’s historic and memorable day,75 monumental Tricolours or even more, on one hundred feet tall poles are going to be put up in varied places. Idea may be to mark the event in a befitting manner. A very relevant and…
Historic,Memorable,Fabulous and Fatastic Movement TODAY AT 5.09 P.M, When Neeraj CHOPRA was Inching Towards Victory , l had stated: ” ITS NEERAJ ,NEERAJ ALL THE WAY ( After first two / three rounds his fellow competitors were trailing.)” In 121 Year History of Games,never India got a medal. When Account was finally opened today,it became…
Love Nature To Lessen Covid Anxiety Young but fragile Himalaya is blessed with rich Biodiversity.Its valuable resources have traditionally served as the foundation for economic and cultural life of vast & vibrant population. A few attitudinal differences and climate change developments coupled with variation in soil conservation create striking changes in the terrain having fabulous…
Remaining Memories As sharp as an eagle’eyes your gaze defends me As fierce as the waves of your fingers lead me As sweet as honey, your voice provides provisions for my future And your hug warms me in the cold flakes When the tears of pain offer sin. Understanding the meaning of life behind suffering…
DEFINITENESS OF PURPOSE Floating thoughts in reverberations, are gently flickering on the screen of our visions. I’m just downloading a beam of stars and inhaling diamond stream from my heart. Hey, you little boy, pulsing inside here, are you happy to be seen on your purple screen? Or, at least, you’re breathing a misty awakening…
COVID 3rd WAVE: COMMON THINKING & APPROACH NEEDED It is a common knowledge that the second Covid wave has ravaged the majority in villages and towns with record number of cases & casualties beyond imagination, aggravating further the individual and family grief. Suppressed Casualty Data Confirmed reports of 3.89 lakh deaths (1.18 lakhs in Maharastra…
I Love You I love you, Daddy, because the roses of your fate’s meadow are prickling my feet. My lines are red rivers down the thorns flooding the roots of my love… Eduard Harents Yerevan, Armenia (Translated from Armenian by Harout Vartanian) 0
Dedicate to a special dad. Next to dad, that generated a life, son acquires his surname, called to duties to raise people who will be the future of humanity. There is a special man who guides the steps, assumes he is her guardian angel, the attentions exceed the father he represents. Mixed affection to their…
TO MY DADDY Dear Dad , I would have liked so much to call you, to hear your voice your echo, your feeling close to me pick up all vibrations that your voice gave me. A supernatural power; that same power to shape the universe that surrounded me, in harmony with the vibrations of my…
