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सबकी जिंदगी में एक ऐसा इंसान होता है जो किस्मत में नहीं होता लेकिन दिल और दिमाग में होता है ©Hemant Meena #LostTracks #instead #Love Ramvir Kori Miss_guggi kavita ranjan Jyoti Singh Singh Romeo Akhtar Walter 👑

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Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his wonderful critical appreciation of my poem'A LOOK AT LIFE-45'.Thanks and gratitude sir for your beautiful words Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -45"is a poem that bares before us the peculiarities and contradictions that we come across here in this world.The fleeting nature of this world is a certainty which we can't discount at all.Everything in this world is subjected to change,that is the only reality we come across in our lives.The truths and lies also undergo multiple changes as per the transitory nature of the society.Our perceptions and assumptions do depend upon the individuals we come across in our lives,often our perceptions are created by the hysteria of the massive media networks spewing out venom on us with their fake and concotated new items.The truths that you perceive as rights may not have any truth in it afterall.There are certain bitter truths that are swept under the carpets,they are more truthful than the so called truths of the officialdom.For example,we all know why the wars are sustained here in this world,it is subtly to help the arms and ammunitions industries based in the West,but if we make such an argument,nobody takes notice of that at all,instead they all believe that the Western powers wage war in oriental territories to bring democracy to these places,in fact that contention is far from the truth.So a truth is not a permanent truth and likewise a lie is not a permanent lie,so always remember that today's lies are tomorrow's truths and today's truths are tomorrow's lies.So it is time that we must not be judgemental in terms of our approach,instead let us not judge others so that we shall not be judged at the end.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificently philosophical pedigree. 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 3rd October 2017. A LOOK AT LIFE-45 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Nothing is absolute in this relative world of ours even truth and lies good and bad time and space are subject to conditions Nothing remains pelf and power, beauty and ellegance hatred and jealousy are for a peroiod of time everything keeps on changing so the pair of opposites circumstance, time and individuals involved decide who and what is what it depends how you perceive reality in a world of relativity and it is your perception, interpretation and prority that guides you arrive a conclusion which may not be right your lie may save an innocent your truth may cost ones life some truths are blatant lies some true lies are naked truths more true than truth itself It is the spell and purpose that decides how true the truth is and how false the lies are nothing is more pseudo and poignant than the bitter truth that harms the innocent and nothing is more true than the lie which saves the ingenious, helps justice and fair play to blossom and have its way What is good for you may not be so for another and what is good is only for a period of time in a particular circumstance with change in circumstance and individuals in an interaction situation the texture and colour of truth and lie good and bad change Space is both finite and infinite time not always goes ahead it reverses its forward movement and recedes back and yesterday comes instead of tomorrow under conditions universe expands and contracts stars become black dwarf, planetary nebula, black hole, grey matter hence nothing remains as such and keeps on changing, dying and coming alive again and again Birth and death earth becoming black dwarf and black dwarf becoming earth bubbling with vitality are but parts of life already there in the cosmic drama enacted on the big stage copyright@smrutiranjan 10.9.2017 #Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his wonderful critical appreciation of my poem'A LOOK AT LIFE-45'.Thanks and gratitude sir for your beautiful words Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -45"is a poem that bares before us the peculiarities and contradictions that we come across here in this world.The fleeting nature of this world is a certainty which we can't discount at all.Everything in this world is subjected to change,tha

Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his wonderful critical appreciation of my poem'A LOOK AT LIFE-45'.Thanks and gratitude sir for your beautiful words Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -45"is a poem that bares before us the peculiarities and contradictions that we come across here in this world.The fleeting nature of this world is a certainty which we can't discount at all.Everything in this world is subjected to change,that is the only reality we come across in our lives.The truths and lies also undergo multiple changes as per the transitory nature of the society.Our perceptions and assumptions do depend upon the individuals we come across in our lives,often our perceptions are created by the hysteria of the massive media networks spewing out venom on us with their fake and concotated new items.The truths that you perceive as rights may not have any truth in it afterall.There are certain bitter truths that are swept under the carpets,they are more truthful than the so called truths of the officialdom.For example,we all know why the wars are sustained here in this world,it is subtly to help the arms and ammunitions industries based in the West,but if we make such an argument,nobody takes notice of that at all,instead they all believe that the Western powers wage war in oriental territories to bring democracy to these places,in fact that contention is far from the truth.So a truth is not a permanent truth and likewise a lie is not a permanent lie,so always remember that today's lies are tomorrow's truths and today's truths are tomorrow's lies.So it is time that we must not be judgemental in terms of our approach,instead let us not judge others so that we shall not be judged at the end.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificently philosophical pedigree. 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 3rd October 2017. A LOOK AT LIFE-45 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Nothing is absolute in this relative world of ours even truth and lies good and bad time and space are subject to conditions Nothing remains pelf and power, beauty and ellegance hatred and jealousy are for a peroiod of time everything keeps on changing so the pair of opposites circumstance, time and individuals involved decide who and what is what it depends how you perceive reality in a world of relativity and it is your perception, interpretation and prority that guides you arrive a conclusion which may not be right your lie may save an innocent your truth may cost ones life some truths are blatant lies some true lies are naked truths more true than truth itself It is the spell and purpose that decides how true the truth is and how false the lies are nothing is more pseudo and poignant than the bitter truth that harms the innocent and nothing is more true than the lie which saves the ingenious, helps justice and fair play to blossom and have its way What is good for you may not be so for another and what is good is only for a period of time in a particular circumstance with change in circumstance and individuals in an interaction situation the texture and colour of truth and lie good and bad change Space is both finite and infinite time not always goes ahead it reverses its forward movement and recedes back and yesterday comes instead of tomorrow under conditions universe expands and contracts stars become black dwarf, planetary nebula, black hole, grey matter hence nothing remains as such and keeps on changing, dying and coming alive again and again Birth and death earth becoming black dwarf and black dwarf becoming earth bubbling with vitality are but parts of life already there in the cosmic drama enacted on the big stage copyright@smrutiranjan 10.9.2017 #Thanks and gratitude to Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and literary critic for his wonderful critical appreciation of my poem'A LOOK AT LIFE-45'.Thanks and gratitude sir for your beautiful words Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"A Look At Life -45"is a poem that bares before us the peculiarities and contradictions that we come across here in this world.The fleeting nature of this world is a certainty which we can't discount at all.Everything in this world is subjected to change,tha

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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 horrend

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

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Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers him/her with much pain,tends him/her with much consideration and care,takes him/her around to show the moon in the sky and teaches him/her to reach out to scale the difficult and torturous terrines in life.It is imperative that a woman of such magnanimous nature should not be banished and taken to the wire,instead she must be nurtured and taken care of under any trying situation.She is an embodiment of what the child is,the denial of her existence is a denial of life itself in all its various dimensions and strands.Till the last moment,the poem is kept in a state of suspense with respect to its theme,but at the end,the suspense is removed and the clear idea is ushered in slowly but resolutely,this poem is all about a comparison between a mother and poetry,the skill of poetry writing is equated with motherly affection and that skill must not be destroyed by anyone on account of many factors influencing life,instead this ability must be honed and brought up steadily in one's life,so that this authentic skill can furnish us with everything and anything in the course of time.Let us all embrace the poetic faculty which does have the motherly affectionate side to it all the way.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 10th September 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Never is the woman a burden who carried you all along never can she be a burden who put you on her shoulder to show you the skyline never she is a liability who lived her whole life for you and inculcated in you the drive to look at the moon Don't kill her when she is still alive If you torn her heart into pieces each piece will have your name inscribed if you bring tears in her eyes each drop will reflect you and tell different stories, each more vivid and poignant than the other It is she incarnate in you peep into her heart it is you who reign there don't break it you will only break yourself don't put fire in that beautiful garden you will only burn yourself look at her eyes which only see you listen to her heart that only beats for you, she is flowing in your every artery and vein, her whole being is you Look at her the poetry of love and dedication only needs a bit of it to carry her a little further don't think she is a burden, she is your first and last line of defence, always with you for ever make her life cup full you will get the ocean in return copyright@smrutiranjan 7.9.2017 Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers hi

Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers him/her with much pain,tends him/her with much consideration and care,takes him/her around to show the moon in the sky and teaches him/her to reach out to scale the difficult and torturous terrines in life.It is imperative that a woman of such magnanimous nature should not be banished and taken to the wire,instead she must be nurtured and taken care of under any trying situation.She is an embodiment of what the child is,the denial of her existence is a denial of life itself in all its various dimensions and strands.Till the last moment,the poem is kept in a state of suspense with respect to its theme,but at the end,the suspense is removed and the clear idea is ushered in slowly but resolutely,this poem is all about a comparison between a mother and poetry,the skill of poetry writing is equated with motherly affection and that skill must not be destroyed by anyone on account of many factors influencing life,instead this ability must be honed and brought up steadily in one's life,so that this authentic skill can furnish us with everything and anything in the course of time.Let us all embrace the poetic faculty which does have the motherly affectionate side to it all the way.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of magnificent nature. Written by Cijo Joseph Chennelil Associate Professor Kristu Jyoti College of Management and Technology Chethipuzha Changanassary Kottayam District Kerala India All Copyrights Reserved@ On 10th September 2017. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Never is the woman a burden who carried you all along never can she be a burden who put you on her shoulder to show you the skyline never she is a liability who lived her whole life for you and inculcated in you the drive to look at the moon Don't kill her when she is still alive If you torn her heart into pieces each piece will have your name inscribed if you bring tears in her eyes each drop will reflect you and tell different stories, each more vivid and poignant than the other It is she incarnate in you peep into her heart it is you who reign there don't break it you will only break yourself don't put fire in that beautiful garden you will only burn yourself look at her eyes which only see you listen to her heart that only beats for you, she is flowing in your every artery and vein, her whole being is you Look at her the poetry of love and dedication only needs a bit of it to carry her a little further don't think she is a burden, she is your first and last line of defence, always with you for ever make her life cup full you will get the ocean in return copyright@smrutiranjan 7.9.2017 Here is the critical appreciation of my poem SOMETHING I LOOK AT-54 by non other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic in beautiful words.Thanks and gratitude sir for your words of appreciation Dear Smruti Ranjaniji, Your poem titled"Something I Look at-54"is an ample tribute to women and the yeoman services they render to humanity in multiple ways,a woman comes to the life of a child as a mother,she bears a child for ten months,delivers hi

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when we don't care about what peoples says , leaving fear , when we are honest about our realationship we value those peoples who care about me , more than things , when walking together instead of alone , instead of searching in moments find happiness in little moments , and when we love ourself then life become easy .... # when does life become easy?? but it is too difficult to all and also for me

when we don't care about what peoples says , leaving fear , when we are honest about our realationship we value those peoples who care about me , more than things , when walking together instead of alone , instead of searching in moments find happiness in little moments , and when we love ourself then life become easy .... # when does life become easy?? but it is too difficult to all and also for me

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Yaaron suicide cancel, un bewafaao ke liye jaan denge to bewakoof kehlayenge... Hundustan ke liye marrenge to desh ke sapoot to kehlayenge. ...222 Jai Hind don't #die for your cheated #Love #Instead die for your country. #vandemataram #HappyIndependenceDay. #nojoto #nojotohindi #nojotoshayri #nojotoquotes

Yaaron suicide cancel, un bewafaao ke liye jaan denge to bewakoof kehlayenge... Hundustan ke liye marrenge to desh ke sapoot to kehlayenge. ...222 Jai Hind don't #die for your cheated #Love #Instead die for your country. #vandemataram #HappyIndependenceDay. #nojoto #nojotohindi #nojotoshayri #nojotoquotes

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She's strong but tired - Maverick ( Description in caption) She's strong but she's tired For most of my life, I’ve felt pressure to be strong for others. For my friends, for my family, for partners I’ve had – anyone. I’ve always had to be the rock they could lean on. People have always expected me to be there for them. Whenever they need help, I am the one they lean on. Empathy, advice, and reassurance are the things that people have come to know me (and in the end, rely on me) for. I’ve always felt the weight of other people’s expectations on my shoulde

She's strong but tired - Maverick ( Description in caption) She's strong but she's tired For most of my life, I’ve felt pressure to be strong for others. For my friends, for my family, for partners I’ve had – anyone. I’ve always had to be the rock they could lean on. People have always expected me to be there for them. Whenever they need help, I am the one they lean on. Empathy, advice, and reassurance are the things that people have come to know me (and in the end, rely on me) for. I’ve always felt the weight of other people’s expectations on my shoulde