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"I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time, With age, with maturity, but not not by heart. My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed, My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive. My age has the number to care for the weak, But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep. My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek. I grow old, I grow old, and I'll soon get married, Cause they call me cute no more and this makes me worried. I grow old I grow old and they'll ask me to leave my home, Cause I am a girl and I'm supposed to enlighten his room. I grow old, I grow old, but I want to be a baby I want to wear my short skirts with no eyes that are judgy. I grow old, I grow old, but I don't want to be, Cause growing old is a life, filled with misery."

I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time, 
With age, with maturity, but not not by heart. 
My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed,
My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive. 
My age has the number to care for the weak, 
But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep. 
My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak
I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek.
I grow old, I grow old, and I'll soon get married, 
Cause they call me cute no more and this makes me worried. 
I grow old I grow old and they'll ask me to leave my home, 
Cause I am a girl and I'm supposed to enlighten his room.
I grow old, I grow old, but I want to be a baby
I want to wear my short skirts with no eyes that are judgy.
I grow old, I grow old, but I don't want to be, 
Cause growing old is a life, filled with misery.

I grow old! I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time,
With age, with maturity, but not not by heart.
My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed,
My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive.
My age has the number to care for the weak,
But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep.
My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak
I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek.

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"Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017. Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in... " look at me, am I not your whole world ? am I not your dream, present,past and future ? When I am here ,why are you so sad ? The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write. A LOOK AT LIFE-43 BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY No present to live for, no future to look forward to I was unfolding the pages of life to feel the beautiful moments I lived to know the person I was which is so alien right now. That dilapidated building, my wife's dream, built on my sweat and blood still stands there. The delicately furnished interiors with lots of dirt and filth now laugh at me telling me how wrong and futile I was in dreaming a future that never came by. The broken walls of the house, persian carpets hanging on it with coats of dusts remind me how elegant once they were, how passionately they were decorated like a bride to welcome my son and his newly wed. How beautiful and fulfilling life was the crumbling relics of which now we have, the costly toys and beautiful gadgets lovingly procured for our grand children lying dead in a corner, like us they need someone's touch to come alive again. Recapitulating those glorious days and fascinating moments completely lost I was. Alll of a sudden I felt someone touching my shoulder. She was non else but my wife with a cup of tea passionately looking at me, telling me with a loving smile, 'look at me, am I not your whole world? am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad' copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017"

Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. 

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ? 
am I not your dream, present,past and future  ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad  ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. 
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. 
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. 

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. 
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future 
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

#Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrend

9 Love

If Shazam (DC comics) had a Hindu Patheon, what Gods would be there to provide similar powers and fulfill the acronym
S-H-A-Z-A-M?

How about a story instead of typical answer? :D

Let's make it DC comics proof :D

If I make a movie script out of this-

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"An invention that I would like to see in my life🎖🏅 Today I am going to write about an invention that I would like to see in my life .My school organized for a class to go to the old age home to help. When I reached class 9 ,my lucky class got the opportunity of going to the old age home .so every Sunday we went there to help them .Most of the old people are bedridden and it’s hard for them to help themselves.They want someone to care for and help them .I consider that worst days in a person’s life.In this 21st century,people are busy with their own work and struggle for money and that leaves old people behind in old age homes.They want someone to care for and love them .Its very rare for people who care for and work in old age home . So old people face lot of problems. I would like to see a machine which helps old people just like kind and care human beings.A machine which has four buttons, One button to bath them and to wash their clothes,one button to feed and give medicine to old people,one button to take wherever they want to visit and last one for telling stories and jokes for them that help to take away their loneliness in old age small room ..No matter it’s all are like day dreaming but I wish this will happen one day .I want to see before I die as I am tired of seeing pain of old people in old age home and I don’t want them to pain like it anymore..."

An invention that I would like to see in my life🎖🏅

Today I am going to write about an invention that I would like to see in my life .My school organized for a class to go to the old age home to help.
When I reached class 9 ,my lucky class got the opportunity of going to the old age home .so every Sunday we went there to help them .Most of the old people are bedridden and it’s hard for them to help themselves.They want someone to care for and help them .I consider that worst days in a person’s life.In this 21st century,people are busy with their own work and struggle for money and that leaves old people behind in old age homes.They want someone to care for and love them .Its very rare for people who care for and work in old age home .
So old people face lot of problems.
I would like to see a machine which helps old people just like kind and care human beings.A machine which has four buttons,
One button to bath them and to wash their clothes,one button to feed and give medicine to old people,one button to take wherever they want to visit and last one for telling stories and jokes for them  that help to take away their loneliness in old age small room ..No matter it’s all are like day dreaming but I wish this will happen one day .I want to see before I die as I am tired of seeing pain of old people in old age home and I don’t want them to pain like it anymore...

 

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An old story!!!!

Has he turn old?
Are they his wrinkles that say so,
Which shows expressions of life time.

Or are those grey hair,
That shows, the colour of phases in life.

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"I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time, With age, with maturity, but not not by heart. My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed, My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive. My age has the number to care for the weak, But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep. My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek. I grow old, I grow old, and I'll soon get married, Cause they call me cute no more and this makes me worried. I grow old I grow old and they'll ask me to leave my home, Cause I am a girl and I'm supposed to enlighten his room. I grow old, I grow old, but I want to be a baby I want to wear my short skirts with no eyes that are judgy. I grow old, I grow old, but I don't want to be, Cause growing old is a life, filled with misery."

I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time, 
With age, with maturity, but not not by heart. 
My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed,
My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive. 
My age has the number to care for the weak, 
But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep. 
My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak
I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek.
I grow old, I grow old, and I'll soon get married, 
Cause they call me cute no more and this makes me worried. 
I grow old I grow old and they'll ask me to leave my home, 
Cause I am a girl and I'm supposed to enlighten his room.
I grow old, I grow old, but I want to be a baby
I want to wear my short skirts with no eyes that are judgy.
I grow old, I grow old, but I don't want to be, 
Cause growing old is a life, filled with misery.

I grow old! I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time,
With age, with maturity, but not not by heart.
My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed,
My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive.
My age has the number to care for the weak,
But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep.
My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak
I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek.

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1 Share

"Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017. Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in... " look at me, am I not your whole world ? am I not your dream, present,past and future ? When I am here ,why are you so sad ? The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write. A LOOK AT LIFE-43 BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY No present to live for, no future to look forward to I was unfolding the pages of life to feel the beautiful moments I lived to know the person I was which is so alien right now. That dilapidated building, my wife's dream, built on my sweat and blood still stands there. The delicately furnished interiors with lots of dirt and filth now laugh at me telling me how wrong and futile I was in dreaming a future that never came by. The broken walls of the house, persian carpets hanging on it with coats of dusts remind me how elegant once they were, how passionately they were decorated like a bride to welcome my son and his newly wed. How beautiful and fulfilling life was the crumbling relics of which now we have, the costly toys and beautiful gadgets lovingly procured for our grand children lying dead in a corner, like us they need someone's touch to come alive again. Recapitulating those glorious days and fascinating moments completely lost I was. Alll of a sudden I felt someone touching my shoulder. She was non else but my wife with a cup of tea passionately looking at me, telling me with a loving smile, 'look at me, am I not your whole world? am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad' copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017"

Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrendous prospect,many old parents today stare at day in and day out in our society of changing value system and a total lack of concern for the geriatric population.Here in the poem,the old parents have nothing to count upon because their hopes and expectations with respect to their children looking after them in their old age are misplaced and belied to a large extent.The parents bring up children thinking and hoping that these children will be of help to them in the final stage of their life,that is now discounted completely.The parents earn everything for the sake of the children,but at the end,the children are ungrateful to their parents.The reasons behind the old parents getting stifled in their home environment at old age can be attributed to two flaws of upbringing of their children by them(a)the children are burdened with the task of fulfilling the aspirations of their parents instead of them being asked to chase their dreams in life and(b)often children are told to concentrate upon the process of making money instead giving them advices by their parents regarding the pursuance of the principles such as truth,love,brotherhood,tolerance and compassion in their lives.Such crazy pursuit of money creates an atmosphere of use and throw culture leading to this objectionable state of affairs in the life of the old parents.At the end of the day,the old parents have each other for company,here in the poem the husband/wife combination reconciles to their situation or fate with total resignation and finds solace in each others arms.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. 

Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil,The Head of the English Department Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 16th September 2017.

Thanks and gratitude to my adorable friend and eminent poet Tulsi Shrestha for his wonderful analysis and words of appreciation which made the poem complete

The most beautiful lines of your creation where soul of spirt embodied there in...

" look at me, am I not your whole world ? 
am I not your dream, present,past and future  ?
When I am here ,why are you so sad  ?

The empathetic expression really moved me and my cheeks stained with tears. 
Most of old aged parents have been facing such a painful situation and their grown up sons never try to listen scream of their grief and loneliness. 
These lines do reflect and echo bitter reality of modern society. 

Salute for your creativity and articulation skill to ensure emotional sensitivity in each word and event. 
I adore you my dear friend for your unique exceptional write.

A LOOK AT LIFE-43
BY- SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

No present to live for,
no future to look forward to
I was unfolding the pages of life
to feel the beautiful moments I lived
to know the person I was
which is so alien right now.

That dilapidated building,
my wife's dream,
built on my sweat and blood
still stands there.
The delicately furnished interiors
with lots of dirt and filth now
laugh at me
telling me how wrong and futile I was
in dreaming a future 
that never came by.

The broken walls of the house,
persian carpets hanging on it
with coats of dusts remind me
how elegant once they were,
how passionately they were decorated
like a bride to welcome my son
and his newly wed.

How beautiful and fulfilling life was
the crumbling relics of which now we have,
the costly toys and beautiful gadgets
lovingly procured for our grand children
lying dead in a corner,
like us they need someone's touch
to come alive again.

Recapitulating those glorious days
and fascinating moments
completely lost I was.
Alll of a sudden
I felt someone touching my shoulder.
She was non else but
my wife with a cup of tea
passionately looking at me,
telling me with a loving smile,
'look at me, am I not your whole world?
am I not your dream, present, past and future? when I am here, why are you so sad'

copyright@smrutiranjan 15.9.2017

#Thanks and gratitude Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literay critic for your fabulous analysis of my poem 'A LOOK AT LIFE -43'.Infact your brilliant interpretation of the poem made it look more beautiful and complete

Smruti Ranjaniji,

Your poem titled"A Look At Life -43"is a poem that sheds light on the alienation and isolation experienced by old parents in the evening of their life due to them being abandoned by their grown up children,this is a horrend

9 Love

If Shazam (DC comics) had a Hindu Patheon, what Gods would be there to provide similar powers and fulfill the acronym
S-H-A-Z-A-M?

How about a story instead of typical answer? :D

Let's make it DC comics proof :D

If I make a movie script out of this-

30 Love
2 Share

"An invention that I would like to see in my life🎖🏅 Today I am going to write about an invention that I would like to see in my life .My school organized for a class to go to the old age home to help. When I reached class 9 ,my lucky class got the opportunity of going to the old age home .so every Sunday we went there to help them .Most of the old people are bedridden and it’s hard for them to help themselves.They want someone to care for and help them .I consider that worst days in a person’s life.In this 21st century,people are busy with their own work and struggle for money and that leaves old people behind in old age homes.They want someone to care for and love them .Its very rare for people who care for and work in old age home . So old people face lot of problems. I would like to see a machine which helps old people just like kind and care human beings.A machine which has four buttons, One button to bath them and to wash their clothes,one button to feed and give medicine to old people,one button to take wherever they want to visit and last one for telling stories and jokes for them that help to take away their loneliness in old age small room ..No matter it’s all are like day dreaming but I wish this will happen one day .I want to see before I die as I am tired of seeing pain of old people in old age home and I don’t want them to pain like it anymore..."

An invention that I would like to see in my life🎖🏅

Today I am going to write about an invention that I would like to see in my life .My school organized for a class to go to the old age home to help.
When I reached class 9 ,my lucky class got the opportunity of going to the old age home .so every Sunday we went there to help them .Most of the old people are bedridden and it’s hard for them to help themselves.They want someone to care for and help them .I consider that worst days in a person’s life.In this 21st century,people are busy with their own work and struggle for money and that leaves old people behind in old age homes.They want someone to care for and love them .Its very rare for people who care for and work in old age home .
So old people face lot of problems.
I would like to see a machine which helps old people just like kind and care human beings.A machine which has four buttons,
One button to bath them and to wash their clothes,one button to feed and give medicine to old people,one button to take wherever they want to visit and last one for telling stories and jokes for them  that help to take away their loneliness in old age small room ..No matter it’s all are like day dreaming but I wish this will happen one day .I want to see before I die as I am tired of seeing pain of old people in old age home and I don’t want them to pain like it anymore...

 

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An old story!!!!

Has he turn old?
Are they his wrinkles that say so,
Which shows expressions of life time.

Or are those grey hair,
That shows, the colour of phases in life.

8 Love