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Asiya Shaikh

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A night before exam: (When syllabus is as sober as 1×1=1 and as baffling as 1+1=1.) Syllabus is in the witness box and you are doing prosecution. You: Toh chaliye panne palatne ka silsila shuru karte hai. 😂😂😂 When you fed up of molarity, molality, normality and mole fraction. Ps: I have exam😅 #yqbaba #exams #syllabus #witness #prosecution #b

A night before exam: (When syllabus is as sober as 1×1=1 and as baffling as 1+1=1.) Syllabus is in the witness box and you are doing prosecution. You: Toh chaliye panne palatne ka silsila shuru karte hai. 😂😂😂 When you fed up of molarity, molality, normality and mole fraction. Ps: I have exam😅 #yqbaba #exams #syllabus #witness #prosecution #b

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Let me take you back to 13 July 1931, the most unfortunate time When the valley witnessed a terrible & an unforgettable crime Masses had come out to civilly protest against the tyranny But no one knew,the next moment they will become victims of the tyranny's felony Then came the time for the Islamic call for prayer There stood up a brave & started reciting ADHAN with an open dare Tyranny couldn't bear this and shot him dead  And then started the sad tale of how kashmir bled Spotting this horror,another brave stood up with his widened chest And started reciting Adhan from where the first martyr left To the surprise,the tyranny didn't stop and ceased his breathe as well Thought people will back down witnessing this hell There stood up the third brave and started reciting Adhan from where the 2nd martyr left But within some time,he was also laid to rest In this way,the valley witnessed on that day an unexpected chain of gore And the adhaan was finally completed by the 22nd martyr,with his utmost roar The awful day became a turning point in the history of valley's struggle against alien occupation Thus this insensate mow down of twenty two protestors gave birth to a fresh revolution #yqbaba#yqtales#hummalik#kashmir#freekashmir#martyrsday#yqjannat It was a revolt against atrocities on July 13, 1931 when people rose again

Let me take you back to 13 July 1931, the most unfortunate time When the valley witnessed a terrible & an unforgettable crime Masses had come out to civilly protest against the tyranny But no one knew,the next moment they will become victims of the tyranny's felony Then came the time for the Islamic call for prayer There stood up a brave & started reciting ADHAN with an open dare Tyranny couldn't bear this and shot him dead  And then started the sad tale of how kashmir bled Spotting this horror,another brave stood up with his widened chest And started reciting Adhan from where the first martyr left To the surprise,the tyranny didn't stop and ceased his breathe as well Thought people will back down witnessing this hell There stood up the third brave and started reciting Adhan from where the 2nd martyr left But within some time,he was also laid to rest In this way,the valley witnessed on that day an unexpected chain of gore And the adhaan was finally completed by the 22nd martyr,with his utmost roar The awful day became a turning point in the history of valley's struggle against alien occupation Thus this insensate mow down of twenty two protestors gave birth to a fresh revolution #yqbaba#yqtales#hummalik#kashmir#freekashmir#martyrsday#yqjannat It was a revolt against atrocities on July 13, 1931 when people rose again

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Let me take you back to 13 July 1931, the most unfortunate time When the valley witnessed a terrible & an unforgettable crime Masses had come out to civilly protest against the tyranny But no one knew,the next moment they will become victims of the tyranny's felony Then came the time for the Islamic call for prayer There stood up a brave & started reciting ADHAN with an open dare Tyranny couldn't bear this and shot him dead  And then started the sad tale of how kashmir bled Spotting this horror,another brave stood up with his widened chest And started reciting Adhan from where the first martyr left To the surprise,the tyranny didn't stop and ceased his breathe as well Thought people will back down witnessing this hell There stood up the third brave and started reciting Adhan from where the 2nd martyr left But within some time,he was also laid to rest In this way,the valley witnessed on that day an unexpected chain of gore And the adhaan was finally completed by the 22nd martyr,with his utmost roar The awful day became a turning point in the history of valley's struggle against alien occupation Thus this insensate mow down of twenty two protestors gave birth to a fresh revolution #yqbaba#yqtales#hummalik#kashmir#freekashmir#martyrsday#yqjannat It was a revolt against atrocities on July 13, 1931 when people rose again

Let me take you back to 13 July 1931, the most unfortunate time When the valley witnessed a terrible & an unforgettable crime Masses had come out to civilly protest against the tyranny But no one knew,the next moment they will become victims of the tyranny's felony Then came the time for the Islamic call for prayer There stood up a brave & started reciting ADHAN with an open dare Tyranny couldn't bear this and shot him dead  And then started the sad tale of how kashmir bled Spotting this horror,another brave stood up with his widened chest And started reciting Adhan from where the first martyr left To the surprise,the tyranny didn't stop and ceased his breathe as well Thought people will back down witnessing this hell There stood up the third brave and started reciting Adhan from where the 2nd martyr left But within some time,he was also laid to rest In this way,the valley witnessed on that day an unexpected chain of gore And the adhaan was finally completed by the 22nd martyr,with his utmost roar The awful day became a turning point in the history of valley's struggle against alien occupation Thus this insensate mow down of twenty two protestors gave birth to a fresh revolution #yqbaba#yqtales#hummalik#kashmir#freekashmir#martyrsday#yqjannat It was a revolt against atrocities on July 13, 1931 when people rose again

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Plaintiff, the Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of a corporation, sued defendant attorneys for malicious prosecution based on the attorneys' le

Plaintiff, the Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of a corporation, sued defendant attorneys for malicious prosecution based on the attorneys' le

Ushoshi Das

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|| Of A Sweet Metaphor || A trial or two, skips a few. Makes sure there are grey shades of seven hues. In every aspect the feet trample the social taboos. The prose

|| Of A Sweet Metaphor || A trial or two, skips a few. Makes sure there are grey shades of seven hues. In every aspect the feet trample the social taboos. The prose

The Dream Doodler

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//Her voice kissed a greater symphony Decorated by the solitude of Orfield Laboratories When the pieces of all soundly prosecutions shattered Perplex was solved by her aromatic epiphany// (Captioned) Her eyes were fireflies Enough to make you dive in the deepest ocean A jar full of slaying glitters Challenging the light in the night Her

//Her voice kissed a greater symphony Decorated by the solitude of Orfield Laboratories When the pieces of all soundly prosecutions shattered Perplex was solved by her aromatic epiphany// (Captioned) Her eyes were fireflies Enough to make you dive in the deepest ocean A jar full of slaying glitters Challenging the light in the night Her

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Thanks and gratitude sir Cijo Joseph Chennelil for reading my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 and writing a beautiful critical appreciation on it Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-46" is a poem that depicts a world which is in a state of turmoil and chaos.In our inner beings we are at war with ourselves with respect to which ideology to adopt,we have two options,one is related to a world of values and ideals which can add a moral framework to the society at large and other is a world which is in the grip of use and throw culture and crass commercialisation.The bulk number of people in the world does swim with the currents by embracing this culture of manipulation and radicalisation implemented and carried forward in the name of shortsighted development and wayward progress.In the outside world we are confronted with existential crisis in which if we want to live an upright life,we are looked through the prism of suspicion.The world is such where established principles do get hammered and violated in favour of a world which chases shadows of various dimensions and categories.The world is affected by conflicts of multiple pedigrees such as ethnic cleansing,extrajudicial killings,summary executions,prosecution and persecution of the innocent,murders in the name of religions,castes and creeds and deliberate and wanton vitiation of the political atmosheres and governance systems.Today lies are presented as truths and truths are presented as lies.The media networks and social networking sites prolong and protract the culture of untruths.Fake news and paid news have become part of our intellectual diets and menu.We have a society in the threshold of reaping the harvest of the poisonous and venomous seeds,it has sown in the fertile ground of hatred.The post truths and new normalities have become the order of the day.The pretentious behaviouria patterns are enacted everywhere and everyone wears masks which will one day slip and everyone stands thoroughly exposed as a result of it.The only way the world can be salvaged is to create an atmosphere in the world which promotes the principles of love,truth,brotherhood and peace.Let us hope for such an optimistic and sanguine tomorrow.Kudos to you for writing such a marvellous poem bringing forth the inconsistencies we human beings encounter in a world of quicksand in terms of ideologies and ideals. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 13th July 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Conflict both inside and outside inside it is a struggle between mind and conscience between the values I inculcated and the goals I cherish Outside it is a war of me against all between what I relish and what I accomplish it is a continuous struggle of each against all for the avenues of life, comfort, luxury, pelf, power, recognition and all that make modern life a beauty With the tide of desires running high and the wind of instincts and emotions propelling it the real I seem to be sadly missing in the horizon To reconcile the irreconcilable conflicts in life one has to peep inside to have a glimpse of his real nature which is but divinity expanded and to understand the futility of rat race for accomplishment appreciation and recognition which gives nothing but more desires, more conflicts and pain Happiness and peace of mind all that one needs at the end of the day never comes out of worldly pursuits it descends as self realisation and lies in a contented mind where there is no conflict what so ever copyright@smrutiranjan 25.6.2017 #Thanks and gratitude sir Cijo Joseph Chennelil for reading my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 and writing a beautiful critical appreciation on

Thanks and gratitude sir Cijo Joseph Chennelil for reading my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 and writing a beautiful critical appreciation on it Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-46" is a poem that depicts a world which is in a state of turmoil and chaos.In our inner beings we are at war with ourselves with respect to which ideology to adopt,we have two options,one is related to a world of values and ideals which can add a moral framework to the society at large and other is a world which is in the grip of use and throw culture and crass commercialisation.The bulk number of people in the world does swim with the currents by embracing this culture of manipulation and radicalisation implemented and carried forward in the name of shortsighted development and wayward progress.In the outside world we are confronted with existential crisis in which if we want to live an upright life,we are looked through the prism of suspicion.The world is such where established principles do get hammered and violated in favour of a world which chases shadows of various dimensions and categories.The world is affected by conflicts of multiple pedigrees such as ethnic cleansing,extrajudicial killings,summary executions,prosecution and persecution of the innocent,murders in the name of religions,castes and creeds and deliberate and wanton vitiation of the political atmosheres and governance systems.Today lies are presented as truths and truths are presented as lies.The media networks and social networking sites prolong and protract the culture of untruths.Fake news and paid news have become part of our intellectual diets and menu.We have a society in the threshold of reaping the harvest of the poisonous and venomous seeds,it has sown in the fertile ground of hatred.The post truths and new normalities have become the order of the day.The pretentious behaviouria patterns are enacted everywhere and everyone wears masks which will one day slip and everyone stands thoroughly exposed as a result of it.The only way the world can be salvaged is to create an atmosphere in the world which promotes the principles of love,truth,brotherhood and peace.Let us hope for such an optimistic and sanguine tomorrow.Kudos to you for writing such a marvellous poem bringing forth the inconsistencies we human beings encounter in a world of quicksand in terms of ideologies and ideals. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 13th July 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Conflict both inside and outside inside it is a struggle between mind and conscience between the values I inculcated and the goals I cherish Outside it is a war of me against all between what I relish and what I accomplish it is a continuous struggle of each against all for the avenues of life, comfort, luxury, pelf, power, recognition and all that make modern life a beauty With the tide of desires running high and the wind of instincts and emotions propelling it the real I seem to be sadly missing in the horizon To reconcile the irreconcilable conflicts in life one has to peep inside to have a glimpse of his real nature which is but divinity expanded and to understand the futility of rat race for accomplishment appreciation and recognition which gives nothing but more desires, more conflicts and pain Happiness and peace of mind all that one needs at the end of the day never comes out of worldly pursuits it descends as self realisation and lies in a contented mind where there is no conflict what so ever copyright@smrutiranjan 25.6.2017 #Thanks and gratitude sir Cijo Joseph Chennelil for reading my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-46 and writing a beautiful critical appreciation on

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She was small enough to know what is used, But She learnt what it meant to be abused. She was small enough to know about body and part, Unc

She was small enough to know what is used, But She learnt what it meant to be abused. She was small enough to know about body and part, Unc