The ongoing abductions and killing of minorities in the name of religion are a slap on the face of humanity. This poem takes us through the journey of many young victims.
Living in freedom is a personal choice for some. How free are we in the bonded world where we are connected not only by love, but also by hatred.
A life surrounded by people is all that we know to live.
Within the heart of each Sindhi there is a root of the separated land Sindh. The belonging is shattered as post partition the Sindhis are still without a territory that they can call their own in the free India.
जन्मदिन मनाना, झूमना गाना और अपनों संग मिल हाहाकार मचाना।
A celebration of Hindi Diwas by Kenbharti on 14/9/18 when the topic was past and present poets and their works.
जन्मदिन की ख़ुशी तो होती है मगर क्या जीवन सत्य को समझ सके हम !
A tale of a conversion from one faith to another without having known well what lies in one's religion by birth is becoming a common occurrence as one looks for shortcuts to life.
सतगुरू एक लेता नया आकार एवं बनता अनेक से एक। चोला बदल कर आया फिर से गुरू। निरंकारी समुदाय की सतगुरू माता सविंदर हरदेव के देहांत पश्चात उनकी सुपुत्री के सहयोग भरे कुछ शब्द पेश हैं
That beauteous face in pleasure and pain Has left many orphaned and departed The Almighty gave him all but a hundred years of service in this world that needed awareness of righting the wrongs that Humanity committed And now HE rests in the lap of Heavenly Father HE who didn't forsake us all HE who was known as Dada J.P. Vaswani A tribute that cannot be justified in words For HE was the ONE unique being of God Who never claimed Himself to be God.