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My walk

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My Walk I strode among the greenwood trees That stood proudly and firmly, Dancing in the breeze In my backyard orchard, gracefully. I walked beside a lame friend His hand rested on the walking stick Or was the walking stick on his hand A person with a will, never to break. I walked along the river bank Sad at the memories it aroused Life rose from it and there it sank; Pure water of life, with it life blossomed. I walked on the concreate roads Of the city, flowers lining on roadside half dull, half faded, artificially bright with smelly load Smell of petrol over scent of flowers; who'd reside. I walked gaily on the pathway that led to the forest,sparingly lighted The chirpings and twitterings that happily say "This is the best place you have ever sighted."
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My mother

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MY MOTHER The one who introduced this world to me It's God's face, in her I can see My life, I owe to her The one who never hesitated, sufferings to bear Yes, she's my mother A 'devi' in a 'being', rather. Ask the east the beauty of the sun When it rises kissing the hills, at the dawn; Ask the west about the setting sun, which brought it fame. The answer is obvious and the same, It shall be also my reply About my mother, the most beautiful one, deserves to be praised sky-high. With a common green sari even, She gathers in herself the whole of the heaven She, a Hindustani woman, my dear mother Her moral principles, can never be compared to any other Her cradle song, the sweetest of all, I remember till today, as a teenage girl. Her soft voice and pleasing smile, I always cherish "O that time would never pass!" I always wish. Only can the East describe The beauty of the sun, the best Only can the darkness imbibe The feel of light, in the west. Mo
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Beauty in the dark

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Beauty in the dark Night falls so soon But with it does- the glowing moon With her face wide and clear Smiles at me and all present here Does she ever realizes that I love her How I admire, gaze at her For her sober, humble disposure She’s a gem, a pearl of Nature. How the stars wink at me- The moon accompanies, befriends them-See!! Every child’s favorite She’s a great, marvelous sight.
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The Icecream-man

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The Ice cream-Man So gaily do they walk With their heavy lot- door to door- -from this alley to that Their skin darkened in the sun And their brow filled with perspiration It’s a longing that their eyes show A longing to sit and let the weariness go A long wait from dawn, for a peaceful sleep Oh! But for heaven’s sake- There’s no rain, no shade, not even a vine does creep The heat’s so wicked & the monsoon’s fake. Burns in their bare feet and boils in their back Clad in dirty rags; but a cheerful smile- They never lack. They cry their daily pleasant monotonous song “Hey! Here he comes,” say the children hearing those What they have, all to the kids does belong Their presence brings fresh smiles To have a look of which they cycle miles and miles On seeing a face beaming with joy Their lips too spread and it’s the gift of pleasing smile That they too enjoy. I feel happy when they sport it With their cracked lips opened a bit And their cheeks dimpled- grow hollow They are relieved
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Rajasthan-my dream destination

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Rajasthan has always fascinated me. Its culture, traditions, customs, its history....everything.The monuments, historical places especially palaces and forts have always occupied my imagination--the princesses,their royal dignity,the king's durbar..etc..The traditional rajasthani dress,the ghoomar dance, their festivals,rituals...all attract me so much...It is my dream place...dream destination..How i wish to visit it ..feel its atmosphere..... May be that's why the song "Kesaria Balam" pleases me so much and the serial Prithviraj Chauhan too...We all friends used to see that serial regularly...Actually that was the only serial we used to see regularly and also had a craze for.After it ended,the craze was lost...SANYOGITA always filled my imagination.Which girl would not like to be a princess.....at least adore a princess??
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Queeristan by Parmesh Sahani

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  Queeristan (Amazon Link) Thanks to Audible Free Trial I listened to this amazing non-fiction on LGBTQ inclusion in Indian workplaces. Author Parmesh Sahani identifies as gay Indian, working closely with Godrej higher management and employees for years to create an inclusive workplace, both legally and in spirit. This book is a result of those years of experience, research, collaboration with individuals from difference spectrum of the society and organizations who has successfully transitioned into a queer friendly one.   Indian history is inclusive. From the Khajuraho temple architectures, to Konark to the Rig Veda, there is existing proofs even 2000 years ago of Indian inclusiveness of queer. It’s the draconian British law that criminalised it, which was scraped in 2009, came into effect once again following a sad judgement in 2013 and eventually was scraped off for good in 2018. I am in awe of the lawyers who fought this legal battle- colleagues and partners – Arundhati Katju
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