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Earth Neither historical nor scientific data deal with the absolute origin of everything, the deepest, the ultimate meaning of our existence. Could science refute the beautiful manners of creations, only the most intelligent and powerful being had dominion? The earth willed its existence by the loving power of God. It is the third planet from the sun and the only object in the universe known to harbor life. It is the space where we all dwell. Distinct races abiding in dissimilar countries, which are only small parts of the earth. Astronauts who took pictures of the earth while in space described earth as a large, heavy globe.  Everything around the earth, living and non-living supports the Supreme Maker's creatures. The land made of rocks and soils; water, mostly in oceans and seas. Needless to say, the air we breathe, is all around us. Plants and animals breathe in air, too. With all elements, arrays, and resources, these covered the earth surface. The words, "

Utopian Earth The third planet in the Solar System of Milky Way galaxy, I am named Earth. Of all the celestials in the Universe, I am the only one blessed with life. For millions of years, I was just a ball of gases with layers of land and water. Then fortuitously, I reared vegetation. I was truly elated! I was unique! Even without any rings around my body and with just one moon revolving around me, I was exceptional! Over time, I became so abundant that I was totally green.  I cherished my greens and blues, my beauty and bounty with care and tenderness. Soon, a very special species took abode on me. They called themselves “humans.” It was a magnificent species with brilliant and creative mind and a heart filled with affection and emotions. Humans started exploring more of me. I fell in love with this species and their inquisitiveness and I supported them enthusiastically. I admired the way in which they took care of my flora and fauna and lovingly referre

Google's Earth With a swish and swipe of my thumb,                                              Riding the Google, I roam the earth, Hovering thousands of feet above the land I peep at sentiments bubbling in its heart. I gaze at gorgeous sunshine Blushing the earth, turning it orange and pink. I glimpse at its sun tanned skin Sweating in the desert's heat. I jettison up to the Himalayas Watch the earth aiming for the sky, And then shift back south to view Grass nodding to wind's lullaby. Oh! But I also heard her hopeless sigh On my retreat to my place. So many buildings, so little land? My city looks like a concrete maze! Beneath her sigh, was a faint whimper, "Put an end to all of this, No one has bequeathed me to you, You are stealing it from your kids". From euphoric bliss falling back into the abyss I pledge to pay heed to its desperate plea, Cause to make earth the happiest it has ever been The cha

A HANDFUL OF EARTH Give a potter a handful of earth He molds and shapes it; gives you something of worth Give a gardener a handful of earth and a spade He gives you trees abundant that give you shade Give a miner a handful of earth He gives you coal, diamonds and so forth Give a handful of earth to a farmer in a field He satisfies our hunger with his abundant yield Give a handful of earth to a builder and architect He gives cities and structures that are perfect Give a handful of earth to a gravedigger He lays you beneath it; be a beggar or gold digger Give a handful of earth to leaders of countries and state They will draw boundaries on it; leading to war and hate Give a child a handful of earth to play He kneads and shapes it; he loves the clay Give an archaeologist a handful of earth He will centuries bygone sites and artifacts unearth Our Earth is a natural giver and nurturer With reverence and love, we call her Mother Pray, let’s look after her with love and

  EARTH O’ Lord, you blessed us with this sacred earth, In the laps of whom everything rolls after birth, A rare example of sacrifices and kindness, Selflessly provides everyone with all comforts! Food, water, creatures and fresh air to breathe, She fulfills everyone's necessities and needs, Under the roof of that open vast blue sky, She floats in an ocean of low and high tides! Sometimes scorching sun, sometimes heavy rains, Sometimes frozen she is, sometimes withered grains, Deforestation, pollution, and haunting of animals, Disasters like earthquakes and Tsunami bring her tears! She has become a witness of wars, for years, Bathed in cruel blood with flowing dreadful rivers. Her children only are giving her pain for own selves, But, she keeps on bearing every wound on her chest! For the world, she is a lifeless piece as a coal, But, in real words, she is the pious holy soul, She demands nothing but a sigh of peace and love, O’ Lord! Bless our mother from the heaven above! O'

ज़िन्दगी हर घड़ी इक नया इम्तिहाँ ज़िन्दगी मुश्किलों से भरा है तूफाँ ज़िन्दगी | प्रश्न खुद ही करे, खुद ही उत्तर भी दे यूँ उलझती रहे खामखाँ ज़िन्दगी | इक तमन्ना हृदय में जगाती फिरे  ख्वाइशों से बुना आशियाँ ज़िन्दगी | अनकहे फलसफों की कहानी लिखे  संग यादों चला कारवाँ ज़िन्दगी | कैद सी जेल सबको कभी ये लगे  है कभी इक खुला आसमाँ ज़िन्दगी | रंग सारे मिलें इस डगर में यहाँ  धूप खिलती, कभी ठंडी छाँ ज़िन्दगी | ख़ूब अंदाज़ है, करती अटखेलियाँ  लफ्ज़ खामोश, दिल की जुबाँ ज़िन्दगी | पग सम्भलकर ही धरना पड़े है यहाँ  बन चले है फ़कत, रायगाँ ज़िन्दगी | छोड़कर ये डगर एक दिन सब चलें  बस किराये का है इक मकाँ ज़िन्दगी | साँस सबकी थमे, धड़कनें हैं रुकें  छोड़ जाती मगर इक निशाँ ज़िन्दगी | ज़िन्दगी की कहानी अजब ‘सोनिया’  है अनोखी बड़ी दास्ताँ ज़िन्दगी ||

अफ़साना शमा है रौशन त़ो परवाना होगा ही, परवाना होगा तो मौसीकी भी होगी, मौसीकी होगी तो तरुणुम भी होगी, तरुणुम होगी तो तराना भी होगा, स्याह रात में चांद चकोर बना होगा, चांद के पीछे पीछे चांदनी भी होगी, फिर जो दौर चला होगा तुम खुद ही सोच लो...। कुछ शिक्वे… कुछ शिकायतें, कुछ रूठना … कुछ मनाना, कूछ बहाने … कुछ फ़साने, ना जाने किस किस दौर से शमा फिर गुज़री होगी। किसी ने सराहा होगा, किसी ने दोहराया होगा, कोई आफ़रीन... कोई बेहतरीन... कोई गमगीन हो रोया होगा, हर शख्स ने आरज़ूओं में तोला होगा, अपने पैमाने मे छलकाया होगा, अपने इशारों पे नचाया होगा। शमा तो फिर शमा थी जलती रही ...पिघलती रही, असुवन से नैना भिगोती रही, रात भर यूँ जलती रही, चांदनी भी बरस कर थम गई। परवाने को भी होश कहाँ था, जब तक शमा रही वह जीता रहा, शमा बुझते ही परवाना भी राख हुआ शमा और परवाने का  किस्सा भी यूँ तमाम हुआ… राख के ढेर से …. इक दूजे का हाल पूछते रहे .. इक दूजे की सलामती की दुआ मांगते रहे,बस दुआ मांगते रहे।

ALS Imagine! Six months have just flown by, Time ticked off just like a wink. Nonetheless, ALS soared higher & higher, Harnessing under its banner, exciting contests in English and Hindi! Joyfully hooking everyone Across the globe, With gushing enthusiasm, Scratching heads, Down pouring their Hearts, With exciting verses, Enthralling all members, Across the world over! Not to miss the Grammer Tips, Morning Quotes, Tete e Tete by Abha Vatsa, Rhythms of my heart, Soulfully by Bhina Pillai, Spirit of Asia Contest, and many more! ALS indeed has grown By leaps and bounds With that magic wand Of love & compassion. My heart rejoices to see 12000 members As one extended family! Wishing all the best, to The entire team of …. ASIAN LITERARY SOCIETY Standing tall with solidarity, Holding hands with conviction And continue offering Various themes and contest! With bugles, chimes and gongs playing It's ti

SONG OF A CAGED BIRD She ventures into unknown territory, Wanting to reach all with her story, She flaps her wings And sweetly sings, Singing in an expressive croon, Waiting each day for that only boon Of a free flight Across the skies, every day and night. Her song moves with the rhythm of the breeze, Ripples with the waves of the seas, Goes up and down the hills, At times sitting atop the pensive tree. The longing for a nest, A loving place to rest, Surrounded by her own, Not in the caged comforts alone. She sings on till her voice chokes, In her tears, her feathers soak, She does not let her lilt jitter By the weight of the bonded fetters. She wants to be one with all, Singing together in a melodious call, Breaking the cage, the dividing wall And sing new songs, not sounding banal.   She yearns for freedom And happy, colorful seasons, Freedom in her song rings, That is why, I know, the caged bird sings. Yes, s

Turn off for: Hindi माँ  काम के बारे में दुनिया पूछती है  मेरे बारे में बस माँ पूछती है पाँच किलो वज़न बेशक बढ़ गया हो मगर...दुबली लग रही हो मिलने पर ये सिर्फ़ माँ कहती है शिफान हो या चंदेरी टसर हो या साउथ सिल्क  सारिंयों का ये फर्क सिर्फ  माँ ही बताती है शॉपिंग के खर्चे पड़ोसियों के चर्चे फैशन के लफड़े गाॅसिप ये सारे सिर्फ माँ ही करती है कढ़ी हो बनाना या हो गाज़र का हलवा मटर पनीर की लज़ीज़ी सिर्फ़ माँ से आती है   आँखों की हँसी से हो जाती है दुनिया ये गाफ़िल  दिल की नमी सिर्फ़ माँ ही देखती है सहेली है बनती बहन बन झगड़ती माँ ही है सहारा वही साथी बनती  कलम को पकड़ना उसी ने सिखाया  अक्षरों से वाकिफ़ है उसीने कराया उसी को है अर्पित ये शब्दों की सरिता उसी को समर्पित उसपर ये कविता उसी ने था मुझको चलना सिखाया  पैरों पे होना उसीने बताया  हाथ मेरा..पकड़ अब जो सहारा वो लेती सीढियों पर उतरते चढ़ते किसी को पकड़ती देख उसको यूँ लाचार दिल मुंह को आता है मन मेरा कसमसा कर तड़प...जाता है  जो ताकत है मेरी उसे कैसे कमजोर देखूँ