Month: October 2018

Poetry

Mother

You are my pain curing, You are my thoughts hearing, You are my progress rising, That’s why soul of mine is good.. I am trying to be good, Don’t worry I am like developing wood, Your eye is only on me stood, That’s why soul of mine is good.. Whenever […]

Poetry

Old Man Walking

I, old man walking through milling shoppers along village streets towards the church unseen by the young within unseeing cocoons of youth ignored by middle-aged caught in whirls of getting spending rearing achieving what? others old lost in memories living in pasts all unreal all maya only I hear neglected […]

Articles

V is for Vaccination (and Victory)

By Mark Antony Rossi I took my sons to get their flu vaccination in early October. Some years the shipment from the manufacturer arrives early and we get the shot in late September. My wife and I are committed adherents to preventive powers of vaccinations. I’ve seen more than enough […]

Notifications

Empowering by Skilling

Celebrate Diwali with ‘Ekal Deep,’ with this motto, the Prayag Bhag Samity members selected 30 villages of Chaka Sanch to train the Ekal Teachers, gram samity women and some senior students of Ekal in Deep Painting. The beautifully coloured ‘Deepaks’ have attracted many. The benefit out of the sale will […]

Poetry

The Soul

The Armed Forces are the soul of a country Peaceful existence without such brave hearts- A mere wishful thought it would be! To them we owe our tranquil life A well defended country is ours for- As a mountain they stand- Guarding our dear Motherland Caring neither for their life […]

Poetry

A Perpetual Wait

Congregation of  stars Had  adorned  the  sky I  kept  calling  you  love But  there  was  no  reply Scattering   its  shine The  moon  smiled  wide, Only  for  you I’d  asked Heaven  be  beautified The  moments,  one  by  one Are  slipping  away  from  me Who  knows  if  we’ll  get  again Such  night  […]

Poetry

Love in Bohemia

Twenty-two surrounded by them eager to discuss poetry novels her ideas important to them then the books they lent never returned Now they have gone the books remain unread and yet she reads the lines in the mirror and knows the truth of love             […]