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The song of distant meadows !!

In my sparkling youth, on a delightful day of the college picnic, an ever-smiling teacher said to me "In your stubborn state, you don...

  • Amidst trammels in life there still floats a promise of renaissance !
    Death—premature or likely, accidental or natural—always leaves an impervious void in souls of those near ones where gentle tunes of ...
  • Far, so afar !
    Where, so far and afar, does my soul wander in pursuit of Those tunes of thy flute that lets the breeze moan? Where does to an alien plac...
  • O Mother !
    This is a repost originally published two years back on the 35th death anniversary of my dear mom.... "Mother, I shall weave a chain...