Month: July 2016



बहुत  सी  ग़लतियाँ  करके  भी  हम  सलामत  हैं फ़लक  पे  दूर   हमारा  भी   निगहबान   है  कोई कभी  ऐसा  भी  होता  है  कि  हिम्मत  पस्त  हो जाये तभी  वो   हौसला   देता   है,  मेहरबान   है   कोई कभी  घबरा  के  जब   कहते   हैं  हम   मर  जायेंगे वही  जीना  सिखाता   है,  वो  राज़दान  है   […]


The Cruel Sea

It rained incessantly for days together Inundating every nook and corner Like an angry lion it raged over the plains Helplessly everyone stood glaring at it Completely lost, clueless of an escape For a rescue they waited till evening Circumventing their watery death eyeing them hungrily! A Mother hugging her […]


Mrs. Aandhi

By Shobha Diwakar  She always had an air about her no matter what happened around her. It so happened that Neeta met her at a party to which Mrs. Aandhi was also invited. There she was surrounded with all the flatterers of the world you could find. They all cooed […]


Here is Valluvar’s Voice

Following is the translation of Thirukkural, a discourse on ethics, its author is Tamil poet and philosopher Thiruvalluvar who lived around 3rd Century. It’s translation is done by Mr. NV Subbaraman, he lives in Chennai.                                                                               ~*~   செல்வத்துள் செல்வம் செவிச்செல்வம்;அச்செல்வம் செல்வத்துள் எல்லாம் தலை. Pronunciation SelvaththuL selvam sevichchelvam; accchelvam SelvaththuL ellAm thalai. Translation Listening […]


The Tibetans who are Indians

By the Editor: Siddharth Sehgal Most of us are familiar with two sorts of Tibetans one is Tenzin Gyatso, the fourteenth Dalai Lama and others are those from whom we purchase our sweaters and jackets from in Tibetan markets that opens up during winters in cities across India. The facts […]


Barking Dogs Seldom Bite

By Shobha Diwakar I suppose everyone is quite familiar with this idiom or proverb, call it whatever you will. Everywhere you hop around, I mean walk down or up the road, and you find barks thrashing your ears from all around. You look to the left, then to the right, […]


Seeing the Forest and the Trees

By Mark Antony Rossi  The notion of communion with nature declined steadily moments after the first sizeable city was founded upon cleared forestland, slaughtered buffaloes and Native Americans nearly extinguished in the crossfire of broken treaties and mad gold rushes. “Taming the Wild Frontier” is an ugly misnomer invented to […]