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<b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">यत् क्रौञ्चनां मिथुनादेकंsवधि काममोहितं ||</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Maa Nishada Pratistham Tvamagamahsāsvati Samaa</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Yat Kraunchamithunaadekam Avadhi Kaamamohitam ||</span></b></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />This shloka is not only considered to be the first shloka from which the Hindu epic ‘Ramayana’ by Maharshi Valmiki has started but also this is considered to be the first ever ‘shloka’ to come in the history of Sanskrit Literature. <br /><br />The saying suggests that after uttering this statement of his, bewildered Maharshi Valmiki tried to reconfirm from his disciple, the great Rishi Bharadwaj, whether he had really spoken those words.<br /><br />“Did you just hear that, Bharadwaj?” He asked him with surprise. <br /><br />“I have just pronounced something that is sequenced in Eight by Eight letters and it has Four equal receptions making it a thirty-two letters poetic recital.” He explained himself, unbelievably. Rishi Bharadwaj was too stupefied to say anything. <br /><br />Leaving mythology behind, he later termed this sequence of poetic meter as “Shloka”, and thus the first shloka came into Sanskrit literature. <br /><br />This was not only the beginning of ‘Shlokas’ but also it was the beginning of one of the greatest epics of the world, which is ‘Ramayana’.<br /><br />Interestingly, this first shloka had nothing to do with ‘Ramayana’ as these were curse words from Maharshi Valmiki. He had cursed the hunter who had killed a bird called (at that time) ‘Kraunch’ but ironically later on this became the beginning point or prelude to ‘Ramayana’ and so at times, it is assigned to be the first shloka. <br /><br />To begin with, this curse literally meant “Oh Hunter! May you not get respect for eons for you killed one unsuspecting ‘Kraunch’ from the pair when they were excited making love with one other.” This curse had come out inadvertently in anger when he saw that happening in front of him while taking his bath in the ‘Tamasaa’ river. <br /><br />To continue, this statement of anger had a far-fetched meaning; as one of the incarnations of Shiva was planned (according to Mythology) as ‘Vyadha’ which is a synonym for ‘Nishada’.<br /><br />“How could I do this? How could I involve Shiva in all this when he is having nothing to do with it?” He thought later. <br /><br />The importance of words and their play is meticulously and flawlessly depicted in what he did next. I am again reiterating, mythology apart and when I am writing this I mean leaving the sayings of ‘Lord Brahma’s’ and ‘Devarshi Narada’s’ appearance at the scene to control the damage that had happened. <br /><br />“’Ma Nishada’ …. ‘Ma Nishada’ … ‘Ma Nishada’ ….” He kept repeating the first two words of his speech in the presence of Rishi Bharadwaja.<br /><br />“’ Ma’ didn’t this mean ‘Goddess Lakshmi, ‘the symbolic of Mahalakshmi’? He was in monologue. <br /><br />“‘Nishada’ …. ‘Nishada’! One who is abode?” He continued his monologue.<br /><br />“‘Pratistham Tvamagamahsāsvati Samaa’, your glory be for ever!” He quipped and smiled and a new literal meaning of this ‘Shloka’ was generated simply by moving the punctuation and exclamation marks.<br /><br />This is the beauty of the Sanskrit language which is free-moving and is without any restriction of sentence formation. The subject, predicate, object, nouns, pronouns, verbs, conjunctions, interjections, et al are all free-moving; and with every permutation and combination, it is a meaningful sentence that conveys the same meaning.<br /><br />The refinement that came out of the cursed shloka was thus “O abode of Mahalakshmi!(Vishnu, of whose incarnation is ‘Rama’), may you be glorified forever and ever because you have been a conduit for bringing an end to attachment in a sensuous manner to objects. You brought an end to this crude way of indulging in life beyond needs and for lustful gratifications as the motif of life. May you live long! May your glory be immortalized.” Thus absolving Shiva and bringing in ‘Rama’ (Incarnation of Vishnu who is the spouse of Lakshmi) in the picture.<br /><br />To arrive at this meaning the change in the shloka that was done is merely the change in exclamation marks.<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">यत् क्रौञ्चनां मिथुनादेकं, अवधि काममोहितं ||</span></b></div>
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Maa ! Nishada, Pratistham Tvamagamahsāsvati Samaa</div>
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Yat Kraunchamithunaadekam, Avadhi Kaamamohitam ||</div>
</span></span><br />Going beyond a little further, this permutation and combination of poetics also includes in itself the art of involving many more unsaid things in limited words and in a rhythmic way.<br /><br />The Valmiki ‘Ramayana’ starts with the following ‘Shloka’ (Verse)<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">तपः स्वाध्याय निरताम् तपस्वी वाग्विदाम् वरम् |</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">naradam paripapracha valmikih muni pumgavam || 1-1-1 </span></b></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />Mark the first word of this first ‘Shloka’. It is ‘Ta’. It is the first letter of Gayatri Mantra.<br /><br /><b><span style="color: red;">Gayatri Mantra</span></b><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;">
<b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">“(ॐ भूर्भुवः स्वः ।) तत्स॑वि॒तुर्वरेण्यं॒ भर्गो॑ दे॒वस्य॑धीमहि । धियो॒ यो नः॑ प्रचो॒दया॑त् ||” </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">“(Om Bhur bhuvah swah) ‘Ta’tsavitur vareniyam bhargodevasya dheemahi dhiyoyonah prachodayaat ||”</span></b></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"><br />The twenty-four thousand verses of the Valmiki Ramayana have hidden, within them, at every thousandth verse, a letter of the Gayatri mantra. Valmiki Ramayana is said to have been composed based on each of the twenty-four letters of Gayatri Hymn, and a thousand verses are arranged into one book under the caption of each letter. Though that classification or dividing verses into thousand chapters is unavailable now, the twenty-four verses identified with the 24 letters of the Gayatri hymn, called Gayatri Ramayana is available. <br /> <br /><br /><b>Utpal Kant Mishra<br />Mumbai<br />Jan 19, 2018<br /><br />Ref: </b><br />1) Teachings from my father (Late) Dr. Shobha Kant Mishra<br />2) www.swami-krishnananda.org<br />3) http://valmikiramayan.net<br />4) www.valmiki.iitk.ac.in</span></div>
Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-51943736669588039872017-11-26T13:51:00.000+05:302017-11-26T13:52:06.228+05:30Translucency <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-33511028501913910002017-01-13T22:50:00.000+05:302017-01-13T22:51:56.092+05:30Water & My Head<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">In these changing times<br />When I sit on river bank <br />Water taps my head!!</span><br />
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-55009816319372453062016-10-21T13:36:00.001+05:302016-10-21T13:41:24.289+05:30Ripples<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Humanity died again <br />Splash! The ‘Stoned Ripples’! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">A day of peace <br />When nothing exist, but we <br />I, We and the soul! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Ah, what a journey through Half Marathon and then #MyFriendAlexa and of course #FriendlyReader. Thank you The Blog Chatter @BlogChatter for creating such a generous platform. Kudos to you for bringing together some most beautiful people to know at on place and this one place is no less than a ‘Creative Earth’. </span></div>
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This Haiku is dedicated to you team @BlogChatter</div>
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<i><span style="color: blue;">Your harnessing warmth! </span></i></div>
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I remember how infrequent writer I am. It is more than Seven Years that I started on Blogging and had hardly written enough. I am realizing that I had written only 35 Posts with 203 Comments on my English Blog. I shall try to be a little more regular now onward.</div>
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Guess what, among these 35 posts 22 are after my joining ‘The Blog Chatter’. Thank you once again.</div>
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Within this journey of few months, I have been busy working on my first Novel (Fiction), but I met with some beautiful people whose presence itself motivated me enough to keep writing for my Blog. The Result – The Novel is searching for its Publishers and my fingers right now typing this gratitude.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The secondary result is the Alexa. Just before joining #MyFriend Alexa my Alea was in some crores and today; while writing this post’; it is 3,526,098 Global Rank. It means a lot and thank you every body for giving my writes your precious time and leaving me with your valuable comments. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Thank you <i><b><span style="color: blue;">Saumy Nagayach</span></b></i> for being stay put with me since my first short story post.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="color: blue;">Modern Gypsy</span></b></i>! Gypsy! Really. Thank you for giving me such valuable inputs and thank you even more for some brilliant writes of yours. I am sure that I will write a post shortly of my astral occult experiences. Some experience I have written in my Novel too . </span></div>
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<b><i><span style="color: blue;">Tarang Sinha</span></i></b>. Thank you for your time and hope your Novel is doing well. </div>
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<b><i><span style="color: blue;">Tina Basu</span></i></b>. Thank you. Hope you are enjoying your Haiku times. </div>
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<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Maurya Amarkant, Atul Maharaj, Shalini, Rajlakshmi, Anil, Shweta Dave, Roma Gupta Sinha, Ramesh Sood, Rashmi Lingappa, Deepa, <img src="file:///C:/Users/Pallavi/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image001.gif" /><a href="https://awkwardearthling.wordpress.com/">awkwardearthling</a> , Amrita Basu Misra, MPJ, Indu Chibber, Vinay Leo R, Shalini19, Subha Rajagopal, Payal, Deepti, Ambrish Tripathi, Uppal and All,</span></b></i> I cannot thank you much. I am because you are. </div>
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This write (in Sanskrit) is dedicated to you all (This is about the concept of oneness against duality. This is dealt widely in my Novel) </div>
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<i><span style="color: blue;">Twam Swaha, Twam Swadha, Twameva hi Ishwaratmika! </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: blue;">Shivoham, shivotwam!! </span></i></div>
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In this journey I have gone through many brilliant writes. On some I have commented and on some I was not able to comment. They all are brilliant and forgive me for not commenting upon. </div>
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The auspicious seasons of festivals are here. I wish all prosperous, Navratra, Deepavali and Chaath. </div>
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I am anticipating keeping in touch with you all. </div>
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<b>Utpal Kant Mishra</b></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-60362767888051510242016-09-23T11:41:00.000+05:302016-09-23T11:41:08.221+05:30Bliss - A Haiku<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Smiling sun at horizon</div>
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Night slept peacefully!</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Utpal Kant Mishra</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mumbai</b></span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-56901812503363687762016-09-22T18:44:00.001+05:302016-09-22T19:03:18.986+05:30Murder<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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“Get hold of him.”</div>
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“He will not be saved today.”</div>
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“Get away from the way, rascals.”</div>
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“Get hold of him.”</div>
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Some ten young people were running in a narrow lane shouting at one another. All of them were in their mid to late twenties. A six feet tall, fair, handsome looking man was leading the gang. He was one shouting “Get hold of him.” All of them were having open and loaded guns in their hand. The man leading was holding Webely Scott four five - five calibre revolver and rest of the men were holding country made three knot three single shot pistols.</div>
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It was a narrow cull – de – sac lane. People on the lane ran for their shelters and those who were at their home shut their doors and windows. There was a pin drop silence and everyone could hear those men running. People were peeping outside from their windows.</div>
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Four young men were sitting at the door of their house and were bantering among themselves when they saw those men coming towards them. They ran and “Clinkk”</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The first shot was fired from one of the country made pistol.</span></div>
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“Who fired. He is mine. Nobody will fire another shot.” The leader shouted.</div>
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"I will show him today what power means." He roared while running. </div>
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Speed of the four guys slowed as they looked back with the sound and the group reached them. </div>
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Four people grabbed one of them and stroke him hard. </div>
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“Run away you bastards.” One of those men threatened the rest of the three. They ran for their shelter.</div>
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The gang leader dragged the fourth person by his collar. There was a rectangular space at the end of the lane. There were houses all around that space and there was a well at the centre of the rectangle.</div>
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They dragged him near the well and forced his head down on the elevated edge of the well. The leader put the barrel of his gun on that man’s lobe. </div>
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Webely rammed for six time and there was blood all around. Those holding that guy had blood and pieces of his brain on their shirt.</div>
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The gang leader roared and threw his body inside the well.</div>
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Residents of the lane were witnessed every single moment from their roof top at the mid of afternoon.</div>
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The gang ran towards the concrete wall of cull – de – sac and scaled it. They jumped over the other side and within minutes vanished in the crowd near the railway track. </div>
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Within minutes siren of police vehicles echoed that lane and the team reached there. Followed by them came journalists, forensic experts, ambulance and crying members of the killed man.</div>
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Everything was so perfect. Everyone was doing ones job with utmost perfection and there was nothing to grudge for. Everyone knew that the gang will be arrested and booked by the law sooner than later.</div>
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It was only I who thought “Ah, humanity died again.”</div>
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I am still thinking "Has the power really been showed?" </div>
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“Silly me!” </div>
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Oh, my musings. </div>
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<b>Utpal Kant Mishra </b></div>
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<b>Mumbai </b></div>
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<b>Sep. 22, 2016 </b></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-14302642974033029712016-09-16T13:57:00.000+05:302016-09-16T14:17:24.004+05:30Hunger - A Haiku & More<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><i><b>Dying are your children </b></i></span></div>
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Fruits, grains, oh mother nature </div>
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My dear capitalism!</div>
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As we believe, we live in the most advanced era of humankind.</div>
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“21st Century. Wow! Advancements, riches, exploration, knowledge, power what not we do have now.” </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Awareness and empathy, do you have that?” </span></div>
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“Yes, we have most effective Media now.” </div>
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“Ah, then you must be knowing your world in and out.” </div>
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“Oh, yes. We have google too.”</div>
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“Ah ha! You are so very advanced. I just wanted to blabber something.”</div>
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“Go ahead. I am sitting here free for my Friday Drinks. You know I need to relax.”</div>
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“Yeah Sure. You need to relax over your drinks.”</div>
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“21,000 people die of hunger or hunger related causes every day in our world. This is one person every four second. Children die most often. We had given you plenty of Food for everyone. How did these people get trapped in poverty and that too to an extent where they do not have money to buy their food? Ah, food is to be bought, the most advanced Versions of Human kinds.”</div>
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“No no. You carry on with your drink. I am just blabbering. I will do this a little more.</div>
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- Some 795 Million people in the world do not have enough food to lead a healthy and active life.</div>
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- 12.9% of the population of developing countries is malnourished. </div>
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- Poor nutrition is causing almost 45% of death in children which is 3.1 Million each year.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">- One in four of the world’s children are stunted. (This includes developed countries as well) </span></div>
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<i><span style="color: #0b5394;">Something specific to India</span></i> </div>
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-194.6 Million undernourished people. </div>
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- one quarter of all unnourished people on the planet live in India. </div>
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- It is home of one third of worlds stunted children that is 38.7% of the children under 5 Years of age.” </div>
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“Aww!” </div>
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"You might be having many things with you now but you are the loneliest of the humankind."</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Sep. 16, 2016</b></span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-35071126376615510252016-09-09T17:36:00.000+05:302016-09-09T17:36:11.976+05:30Growth - A Haiku<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Soothing air, pretty clouds <br />And dancing lily in the pot <br />A </span><span style="font-size: large;">growth </span><span style="font-size: large;">Imprisoned!</span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-35300745136339999782016-09-08T15:17:00.001+05:302016-09-08T15:44:08.866+05:30Transformation - A Haiku<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Sudden flow of breath <br />Passing flight of divine soul <br />The transformation!<br /><br /><br /><b>Utpal Kant Mishra<br />Mumbai<br />Sep.8, 2016 </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I was travelling by LTT – RJPB Express from Mumbai to Patna. The train had just left Jabalpur station and was cruising slowly over the tracks. It was May and at around 4:30 PM there was scorching heat outside. I was sitting in the AC 2 Compartment at one of the side lower seats and was looking outside. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. This Poetry is for the Last Day of Half Marathon <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/day-fifteen-halfmarathon-dailychatter/">Day 15</a> #DailyChatter It has been a great journey and through this I have got an opportunity to go through some fantastic works.</span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-59295376349455221072016-07-30T12:31:00.001+05:302016-07-30T12:44:28.858+05:30The New Dawn (Concludes - Part 6)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">“You were never out of my life Amaay but you need to understand at least now that you have to live many lives in one life and for this you need to take decisions within time frame” She said in a very calm tone and continued “We are all like the ethereal azure sky. It has no existence but it exists. Sometimes it is shadowed by the clouds and sometimes it is shiny blue. Few years back we had no existence and few years hence, we will have no existence, but we exist. Memories do exist and with memories we, our emotions and our relationships exist. The memories are sometimes shadowed by the clouds and sometimes they are clear and we continue to exist in stories which are sometimes told and sometimes remembered in perfect solitude”. I kept on listening to her completely mesmerised.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">P.S. This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. This write is a work of Fiction and this part is the ending part of this short story. <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/day-fourteen-halfmarathon-dailychatter/">Day 14</a> #DailyChatter</span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-13825084181457582692016-07-29T10:27:00.000+05:302016-07-29T10:27:49.218+05:30The New Dawn (Continues - Part 5)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This is the first time today that my eyes got fixed on her face for a few minutes. I realised that this is not the same Nisha I had been with or she was always the same but I never noticed when we were together. She is more mature and with the right side of things than I have ever thought. </div>
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“If you were this mature all the time, why did you take that kind of decision and for God’s sake, you understand what I am talking about. A little more time could have kept me in your life.” There was an unfamiliar anxiety in my voice while saying this to her.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">PS: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. This story is a work of Fiction. <a href="http://www.inlinkz.com/new/view.php?id=651794">Day 13</a> #DailyChatter</span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-35432583437080828962016-07-28T12:29:00.001+05:302016-07-28T12:29:29.338+05:30The New Dawn (Continues)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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“Thanks for coming” Akash hugged me saying this.</div>
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“They couldn’t make it Amaay. The distance and preoccupations made them change their plans” Akash answered smilingly. </div>
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“Hey! Here comes Nisha. What a wonderful surprise” with all warmth and surprise, they moved forward to welcome Nisha.</div>
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I turned back and glanced at Nisha. In multi embellished grey and white combinational wide border with ethnic prints georgette saree complemented with gold jewelry and high heels; she was looking stunningly gorgeous. With her hair open and a white bindiya on her forehead she made most of the heads turn towards her for a moment. </div>
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“Welcome Nisha and thank you for making my marriage memorable. Please make yourself comfortable with the gang. I shall join you guys after the rituals.”</div>
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“Yes Akash and do not worry about us. We will be comfortable together. Best of luck and stay blessed.” Nisha made Akash comfortable.</div>
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“Yes Sure!”</div>
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“I will pick a Pina colada”</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. This story is a work of Fiction. </span><a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/day-twelve-halfmarathon-dailychatter/" style="font-size: x-large;">Day 12</a><span style="font-size: large;"> #DailyChatter</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">It was my turn now for the counter and I was mechanically doing the formalities while mentally I was thinking about our last days together. I was in a hurry to catch up with her and have some talks. I was curious to know about her past four years. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I now knew that curiosity never ends, it simply changes the subject to keep us engaged with it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She was sipping coffee at café coffee day when I entered the boarding lounge. I went over to the counter and helped myself with a Latte while she coldly watched me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There were so many things I wanted to talk about but suddenly I was groping even for the first greeting word.</span><br />
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“Hi!” with great difficulty I could greet her with this only.</div>
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“6 C!”<br />
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“16 A!”</div>
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The boarding announcement flashed and she picked up her hand bag.<br />
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I realised that eight line conversation has taken approximately thirty odd minutes and just four years back in these many minutes we used to talk almost half a novel’s volume. I was sure that now I don’t have a chance of in flight conversation so I took my seat with all my curiosity standing inside my mind.<br />
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Humans by nature are curious without knowing that curiosity is contagious at times and surely at all the times when this curiosity is about your Ex. It keeps on pestering you till its quench is satiated.</div>
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Two hours and forty minutes passed like a decade when the aircraft landed at Bengaluru. It took me three hours to meander through the maddening traffic of Bengaluru in a taxi to reach The Zuri Whitefield. I sighed in relief that I do not have to be in traffic after this ride as both marriage and reception was in this hotel itself. By the time I reached hotel I needed a hot water bath before doing anything. I freshened up and dressed myself in single breasted cummerbund Tuxedo and headed for the marriage hall.</div>
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P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. This story is work of Fiction. <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/day-eleven-halfmarathon-dailychatter/">Day 11</a> #DailyChatter</div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-66095378563890600572016-07-26T14:10:00.000+05:302016-07-26T14:10:38.028+05:30The New Dawn (Continues)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">In the month of June we had our convocation and on the same evening we had our farewell party. This was the last day I met Nisha and that too like strangers.</span></div>
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It was still dawn when I stepped out of the cab and walked towards the entry gate of the Delhi airport. The early morning February air was pleasantly cold.</div>
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I was travelling to Bengaluru to attend a college friend’s wedding. It had been four years since we graduated from the same college. This wedding was also going to be a reunion of our batchmates. But what I didn't know was that the reunion would begin much ahead of time; right in the queue in front of the airline counter. </div>
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I was almost sure it was she. Same height! Same long hair! Same complexion! Curiosity had my eyes glued to her. And then about 60-odd seconds later, when she turned, she proved me right. My ex- girlfriend stood two places ahead of me in that queue. We had never met after the college farewell.</div>
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Our eyes met again but this time it was all different. When she was not an Ex, whenever our eyes met we felt livelier but today our eye contact has given me a cold feet. </div>
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“Excuse me” the person behind Nisha murmured. </div>
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We were not yet composed enough to notice the movement of the queue. The person ahead of Nisha had already cleared his formalities and it was now Nisha’s turn.</div>
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“Oh Yes! I am sorry” Nisha murmured and moved towards the counter.</div>
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“Oh shit! I was almost sure and not fully! It was just four years back when I could have recognised her from anywhere. Is this me?” I was musing, surprised, while she cleared her formalities. </div>
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“Times change so fast” I was thinking “It is true that with time feelings do change”. I had heard this lot many times but this was the first time that I have realised this. </div>
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I had never been philosophical ever in my life but I don’t know why I was becoming like one, at this moment. “Is it really the time that changes or is it us who do?” </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter, This story is a work of Fiction. In this part lines from "It was still dawn ..." to "We had never met ...." was the prompt of the author on which this story has been written. <a href="http://www.inlinkz.com/new/view.php?id=651093">Day 10</a> #Blog Chatter</span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-42530672445433187572016-07-25T12:58:00.000+05:302016-07-25T12:58:54.485+05:30The New Dawn<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">I entered the Café Coffee Day outlet at
Barakhambha Road in Delhi. This is a quiet place despite being situated at one
of the busiest roads of Delhi. The first thing I noticed; as soon as I entered
the shop; that it was having nicely maintained room temperature which was
extremely comforting during an afternoon of May. As soon as the glass door of
the outlet shut hydraulically, the outlet became free from outside noise. It
was a nicely decorated outlet with pictures and posters depicting the theme –
‘History of coffee’ on the wall. The outlet is more in length than in width
which is spaciously decorated with small round tables with three to four chairs
around each table to accommodate the patrons. On the right hand side were two
three seater sofas with rectangular tables and on the other side of the table
were two chairs each for accommodating a larger group. During this time, the
outlet is relatively having very few patrons inside and I noticed Nisha sitting
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“Hi! Is everything good with you? I am just
worried. Why have you called me here?” So many questions I hurled at her before
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“What would you have?” She asked me directly.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">I gazed at her in surprise “What happened? You
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“Today one year is over,” She plainly said.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“One year! One year of what?” I exclaimed in
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“So you forgot and this is what I was
expecting” she said in a firm voice and continued “I have to hear from you what
you have decided about our relationship. We had decided to talk about it after
one year and so today is that date.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“Nisha! You know my family background. I need
to settle down in my life first and then only I can marry. Can’t you wait till
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“Define your notion of settlement and how long
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“Amaay! I can’t keep on waiting for an
undefined time. I also have a family and a background. I waited for your answer
for one year after having discussions with you and you forgot that discussion
also. I have been with you from past five years and you have still not made up
your mind! We both have job offers and our convocation is due next month. What
else can make you feel settled?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“Nisha! I just need some more time. That’s all
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“A year before you had to say this only Amaay”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“I don’t have, Amaay”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“Amaay! I can’t give it more time. Let us move
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">“Please don’t go …….. “ I said in a husky voice.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. This is the first part of the story and the story will continue. This story has been written on the prompt of another author and it is a work of Fiction. <a href="http://www.inlinkz.com/new/view.php?id=650834">Day 9</a> #DailyChatter</span></span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-51127949366786922672016-07-23T12:29:00.000+05:302016-07-23T12:29:11.573+05:30Mysteries of Life #4<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Is this the Driving Potion?<br />
Life!!! How Mysterious are You!!!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/day-seven-halfmarathon-dailychatter/">Day 7</a> #DailyChatter</span></span></div>
Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-7350410195278157982016-07-21T13:01:00.002+05:302016-07-21T13:01:59.115+05:30Mysteries of Life #2<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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we see a world<br />
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when we are awake<br />
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with closed eyes<br />
we dream a world<br />
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Which one is Real You?<br />
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-14589798486990536742016-07-20T12:57:00.000+05:302016-07-20T12:57:52.297+05:30Mysteries of Life #1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Breezing Moon ...<br />
Pleasant Dusk ...<br />
Sweating Heart ...<br />
Bleeding Emotions ...<br />
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The Pyre .....<br />
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Life !!! How Mysterious are You !!!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/day-five-halfmarathon-dailychatter/">Day 5</a> #DailyChatter</span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-24859865487940909002016-07-19T13:33:00.000+05:302016-07-19T13:33:17.618+05:30My Confused Soul<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Oh! The Soul!!!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">It is lying so beneath<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">There is body above<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">And skin, and muscle<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Hold! Veins are also there<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Alas! These bones<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">And a head up above<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">And the Soul<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Suppressed beneath all these<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Pondering and taking stress<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Oh! The Confused Soul!!!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Behold, Behold!! The Earthy Winds<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">The Sultry atmosphere<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">The expression of divide<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Alas!! the blood<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Here and there, war and fight<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Cries of orphaned child<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">The honchos of the city life<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">And the lost village style<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Searching peace in all<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Oh! My Confused Soul!!! <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Ah!! The human brain<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Mentoring the thoughts of strain <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">And the capitalist greed<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Alas! These ozone holes<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">The brazen church on sea shore<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/day-four-halfmarathon-dailychatter/">Day 4</a> #Daily Chatter</span></div>
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Utpalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14394137913764272828noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161764070946778912.post-78898640752014073302016-07-18T13:03:00.000+05:302016-07-18T13:03:00.021+05:30My Beautiful Lady<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Pretty face with some wrinkles trace<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Glimpses came on our face<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Foots Freeze, memories seize<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Age sneaked past I peeped <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Years gone, people forlorn<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">New relations, same emotions<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Shaming me, shamming you<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Same questions, we knew answers<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">Had we known the same before<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size: large;">P.S: This write is linked to Half Marathon 2016 by Blog Chatter. <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/day-three-halfmarathon-dailychatter/">Day 3</a> #DailyChatter </span></span></div>
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