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"We love our parents and respect the parents of others, a similar sentiment I keep about the Hindi language. I personally like Hindi language because I am more comfortable on it, but I respect the language of others and we do not need to force anyone to love anyone's language. I have no inequality with language because every language is beautiful and has its own specialties.It is completely unfair that if we do not speak or understand any language, we hate it or consider it inferior. Even understanding various languages ​​or being able to communicate in multiple languages ​​is a great achievement, so don't judge anyone by his language, respect every language and keep learning .... Jai Hind"

We love our parents and respect the parents of others, a similar sentiment I keep about the Hindi language. I personally like Hindi language because I am more comfortable on it, but I respect the language of others and we do not need to force anyone to love anyone's language. I have no inequality with language because every language is beautiful and has its own specialties.It is completely unfair that if we do not speak or understand any language, we hate it or consider it inferior.
Even understanding various languages ​​or being able to communicate in multiple languages ​​is a great achievement, so don't judge anyone by his language, respect every language and keep learning .... Jai Hind

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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 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

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"😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂 Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language । गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं। बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई। क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं। पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं।"

😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂
Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language ।
गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ  हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं।
बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन  उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई।
क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं।
पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं।

इत्तु सा पैग़ाम sign language के उस्ताद @Subhash Regar के नाम।
@Nojoto">#@Nojoto #breakingNews #masti #Quotes #Language

😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂

Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language ।

गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं।
बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई।
क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं।

पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं। @Nojoto @Subhash Regar

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"We were the error in love stories, not love in air kind of stories, Otherwise why I would have missed you for years, although you haded coded that love story for seconds... I tried changing every parameter of that code, fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs... But when the logic was wrong from scratch, I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch, there was no use whatever efforts you put... programmers around felt I am mad, working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong... And she is getting day by day insane, forgetting the programming languages that she should not... At last I understood the program has been dead, the software is of least use , as the main method is missing from it, in the course of fixing bugs, I have deleted the main method from the code... and the language is no more in use, Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box, I to cry alone with it, whenever I fail to write va new code, and to make my heart feel strong, to make it realize what a cute orogrammer she has been, who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain, How much patience runs in her blood, she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row, she had forgotten to sleep, to eat, to wake up and sit straight, Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and making it recharge, that once in life time I will be able to fix this code... I will change the logic, I will change the parameters, I will change the language, I will change the entire code, but I still need this to run the software, That software is no more in use, She didn't able to fix that bug, But now she knows how a software should be written, What are the things must be taken care, before you become insane after it for years. 🌹"

We were the error in love stories,
not love in air kind of stories,
Otherwise why I would have missed you for years,
although you haded coded that love story for seconds...
I tried changing every parameter of that code,
fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs...
But when the logic was wrong from scratch,
I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch,
there was no use whatever efforts you put...
programmers around felt I am mad,
working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong...
And she is getting day by day insane,
forgetting the programming languages that she should not...
At last I understood the program has been dead,
the software is of least use ,
as the main method is missing from it,
in the course of fixing bugs,
I have deleted the main method from the code...
and the language is no more in use,
Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box,
I to cry alone with it,
whenever I fail to write va new code,
and to make my heart feel strong,
to make it realize what a cute orogrammer she has been,
who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain,
How much patience runs in her blood,
she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row,
she had forgotten to sleep,
to eat,
to wake up and sit straight,
Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and
making it recharge,
that once in life time I will be able to fix this code...
I will change the logic, I will change the parameters, I will change the language,
I will change the entire code,
but I still need this to run the software,
That software is no more in use,
She didn't able to fix that bug,
But now she knows how a software should be written,
What are the things must be taken care,
before you become insane after it for years.
🌹

Engineering Quotes... The best story in my life written by me yet...😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
We were the error in love stories,
not love in air kind of stories,
Otherwise why I would have missed you for years,
although you had coded that love story for seconds...
I tried changing every parameter of that code,
fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs...
But when the logic was wrong from scratch,
I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch,
there was no use whatever efforts you put...
programmers around felt I am mad,
working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong...
And she is getting day by day insane,
forgetting the other programming languages that she should not...
At last I understood the program has been dead,
the software is of least use ,
as the main method is missing from it,
in the course of fixing bugs,
I have deleted the main method from the code...
and the language is no more in use,
Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box,
I go to cry alone with it,
whenever I fail to write a new code,
and to make my heart feel strong,
to make it realize what a cute programmer she has been,
who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain,
How much patience runs in her blood,
she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row,
she had forgotten to sleep,
to eat,
to wake up and sit straight,
Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and
making it recharge,
that once in life time she will be able to fix this code...
she will change the logic, she will change the parameters, she will change the language,
she will change the entire code,
but she still need this to run the software...
After doing all that, she realized she has given birth to a new software, Which was never there in existance.
she realized her old code was a mesh which she has rewritten to let it establish a new aroma in the world of wish.
🌹
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
#Love #Life #Code #Parameters #Software #Bug #Programmer #Language #LOC #MainMethod #Program #logic #CommonLoveStories #cse #people #when #fallinlove
#Nojoto #NojotoEnglish #kalakaksh #TST #NojotoKhabri
#Dosti #Girlfriend #Home #rain
#Hope

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No doudt, Urdu language is resembles to Arabic. But pure Urdu language differs from Arabic in meaning and handwriting.
Just as the words
Shukriya : thank you
The correct Urdu word is
شکریہ
Not شوکریا
The word
Boht Ziada : Many
The correct Urdu word
بہت
Not بھوت
The meaning of بھوت is ghost, horrible creature

The word
Jumma : Friday
The correct word in Urdu hand writing
جمعہ
Not جمع

There are many other words that are misspelled And the true meaning of the word change.
Many lovers of thi s language are eager to speak and understand words, but they write wrong words while writing. They sometimes forget the difference between masculine and feminine.
It's requested of such people please don't destroy the beauty of Urdu language. They write that language what they correctly know

#nojoto
#nojotourdu #urdulanguage #Urdulafz #beautyofurdulanguage #urduknowledge #MyThoughts #haniairmiya

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"We love our parents and respect the parents of others, a similar sentiment I keep about the Hindi language. I personally like Hindi language because I am more comfortable on it, but I respect the language of others and we do not need to force anyone to love anyone's language. I have no inequality with language because every language is beautiful and has its own specialties.It is completely unfair that if we do not speak or understand any language, we hate it or consider it inferior. Even understanding various languages ​​or being able to communicate in multiple languages ​​is a great achievement, so don't judge anyone by his language, respect every language and keep learning .... Jai Hind"

We love our parents and respect the parents of others, a similar sentiment I keep about the Hindi language. I personally like Hindi language because I am more comfortable on it, but I respect the language of others and we do not need to force anyone to love anyone's language. I have no inequality with language because every language is beautiful and has its own specialties.It is completely unfair that if we do not speak or understand any language, we hate it or consider it inferior.
Even understanding various languages ​​or being able to communicate in multiple languages ​​is a great achievement, so don't judge anyone by his language, respect every language and keep learning .... Jai Hind

#qutoes #shayri #Stories #Music #poem
#Comedy

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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 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

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"😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂 Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language । गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं। बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई। क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं। पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं।"

😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂
Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language ।
गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ  हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं।
बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन  उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई।
क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं।
पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं।

इत्तु सा पैग़ाम sign language के उस्ताद @Subhash Regar के नाम।
@Nojoto">#@Nojoto #breakingNews #masti #Quotes #Language

😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂

Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language ।

गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं।
बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई।
क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं।

पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं। @Nojoto @Subhash Regar

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"We were the error in love stories, not love in air kind of stories, Otherwise why I would have missed you for years, although you haded coded that love story for seconds... I tried changing every parameter of that code, fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs... But when the logic was wrong from scratch, I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch, there was no use whatever efforts you put... programmers around felt I am mad, working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong... And she is getting day by day insane, forgetting the programming languages that she should not... At last I understood the program has been dead, the software is of least use , as the main method is missing from it, in the course of fixing bugs, I have deleted the main method from the code... and the language is no more in use, Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box, I to cry alone with it, whenever I fail to write va new code, and to make my heart feel strong, to make it realize what a cute orogrammer she has been, who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain, How much patience runs in her blood, she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row, she had forgotten to sleep, to eat, to wake up and sit straight, Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and making it recharge, that once in life time I will be able to fix this code... I will change the logic, I will change the parameters, I will change the language, I will change the entire code, but I still need this to run the software, That software is no more in use, She didn't able to fix that bug, But now she knows how a software should be written, What are the things must be taken care, before you become insane after it for years. 🌹"

We were the error in love stories,
not love in air kind of stories,
Otherwise why I would have missed you for years,
although you haded coded that love story for seconds...
I tried changing every parameter of that code,
fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs...
But when the logic was wrong from scratch,
I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch,
there was no use whatever efforts you put...
programmers around felt I am mad,
working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong...
And she is getting day by day insane,
forgetting the programming languages that she should not...
At last I understood the program has been dead,
the software is of least use ,
as the main method is missing from it,
in the course of fixing bugs,
I have deleted the main method from the code...
and the language is no more in use,
Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box,
I to cry alone with it,
whenever I fail to write va new code,
and to make my heart feel strong,
to make it realize what a cute orogrammer she has been,
who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain,
How much patience runs in her blood,
she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row,
she had forgotten to sleep,
to eat,
to wake up and sit straight,
Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and
making it recharge,
that once in life time I will be able to fix this code...
I will change the logic, I will change the parameters, I will change the language,
I will change the entire code,
but I still need this to run the software,
That software is no more in use,
She didn't able to fix that bug,
But now she knows how a software should be written,
What are the things must be taken care,
before you become insane after it for years.
🌹

Engineering Quotes... The best story in my life written by me yet...😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
We were the error in love stories,
not love in air kind of stories,
Otherwise why I would have missed you for years,
although you had coded that love story for seconds...
I tried changing every parameter of that code,
fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs...
But when the logic was wrong from scratch,
I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch,
there was no use whatever efforts you put...
programmers around felt I am mad,
working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong...
And she is getting day by day insane,
forgetting the other programming languages that she should not...
At last I understood the program has been dead,
the software is of least use ,
as the main method is missing from it,
in the course of fixing bugs,
I have deleted the main method from the code...
and the language is no more in use,
Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box,
I go to cry alone with it,
whenever I fail to write a new code,
and to make my heart feel strong,
to make it realize what a cute programmer she has been,
who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain,
How much patience runs in her blood,
she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row,
she had forgotten to sleep,
to eat,
to wake up and sit straight,
Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and
making it recharge,
that once in life time she will be able to fix this code...
she will change the logic, she will change the parameters, she will change the language,
she will change the entire code,
but she still need this to run the software...
After doing all that, she realized she has given birth to a new software, Which was never there in existance.
she realized her old code was a mesh which she has rewritten to let it establish a new aroma in the world of wish.
🌹
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
#Love #Life #Code #Parameters #Software #Bug #Programmer #Language #LOC #MainMethod #Program #logic #CommonLoveStories #cse #people #when #fallinlove
#Nojoto #NojotoEnglish #kalakaksh #TST #NojotoKhabri
#Dosti #Girlfriend #Home #rain
#Hope

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No doudt, Urdu language is resembles to Arabic. But pure Urdu language differs from Arabic in meaning and handwriting.
Just as the words
Shukriya : thank you
The correct Urdu word is
شکریہ
Not شوکریا
The word
Boht Ziada : Many
The correct Urdu word
بہت
Not بھوت
The meaning of بھوت is ghost, horrible creature

The word
Jumma : Friday
The correct word in Urdu hand writing
جمعہ
Not جمع

There are many other words that are misspelled And the true meaning of the word change.
Many lovers of thi s language are eager to speak and understand words, but they write wrong words while writing. They sometimes forget the difference between masculine and feminine.
It's requested of such people please don't destroy the beauty of Urdu language. They write that language what they correctly know

#nojoto
#nojotourdu #urdulanguage #Urdulafz #beautyofurdulanguage #urduknowledge #MyThoughts #haniairmiya

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