R-Day-65.

 It is part of the document of our property,

to safeguard the territorial integrity.

 Voluminous Guide to

Individual Liberty, 

and Collective Responsibility.

Outcome of Indian Legal Ingenuity.

Frame work of Governance 

With States and Federal nuances.

Common to all

Hindu, Muslim, Sikh or Christianity,

Having faith in Holy Books,

Gita, Quran or Bible.

Amenable,

So far Amendments ninety eight.

Binding formula between

Judiciary, Legislature and Executive.

It is individual fundamental rights all in all,
And the nation over all.

But, the extra-constitutional, 

how they find the loop hole,

to punish a young innocent tribal girl, 

for her love, issue inhuman gang rape call ?

Live, let live
Love, let love
Let them speak heart  to heart,
Remain jubilant, not to part.
Construct the nation,
And make it a place like heaven.

Tears for the sacrifices, as the eyes clog,

Raise my head to salute the Flag.

Jai Hind.

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Flower of All seasons.

When she was with me, 
All the seasons were the same, Pleasant.

Without her, 
All the seasons are again the same, but sorrow. 
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The day in hot summer :

'Aha, what the heat!', people murmur,
Sweating with loads on their heads, as they walk,
Resting under the shady trees and talk.
Nature-fan to cool blew the wind,
Of course, she is always kind.

Thirsty they were,
Long for water more.
From high in the sky, the sun was scorching,
But cool in blue, I was marching,
With all smiles and in happy mood,
Yes, she was with me, sure you understood.
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Friend, did you see the beauty of the night in winter?
Full moon in the sky at the center,
With silvery light on the earth it was painting,
And the twinkling stars at far, no counting.
Piercing chill wind flowing,
And the fire in the middle glowing,


The gypsies around it were warming,
Singing and dancing as the trumpet blowing.
Standing nearby, I was dreaming,
With extreme joy beaming.
Correct in your guess,
Close to me she was, yes.
Did you hear her shy and sweet giggle,
Or was it the music of holy bells jingle.
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Spring is the season:
Happiness is the reason,
To the people in festivity merrily eating,
Joyfully drinking and rhythmically dancing.
The song playing is a melody,
To forget their past sufferings a remedy.

Moving and flashing of the light,
An harmonious and beautiful sight.
Sitting away in a corner, over my past I brood
with melancholy and in pensive mood.
Friend, I am alone and you know my grief,
As you say the spell may be brief.
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Thiruvalluvar Day:
ududhal kamathirku inbam atharkinbam 
kudi muyanka perin
 -Thiruvalluvar    

To sulk is the pleasure in love, but more joy 

in union and lover's passionate hug that you enjoy  

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Suitable Boy.

CE 20: Indian Cryogenic Engine
With high thrust to carry heavy Satellites

Conceived, twenty years back,

Aborted, now and then,

Troublesome, termed as naughty boy,

Tamed, nice boy,

Characterized, a suitable boy

to take her high in the sky

and park in the allotted orbital slot 

With joy say, cry..oh... genic !

Yes, CE 20, Indian Cryogenic Engine.

what a success !
success to the hard work,
ingenuity and intelligence !
Proud Indians joining 
the elite cryogenic club.

A mile stone !
The solar panel of the satellite 
Turning towards the sun
thanking the God,
Praying for its own long life
to serve the nation,
And wishing all
Happy Pongal !

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A Prince or Princess ?

Priyanka

One of the Top 15 most beautiful 

women in India, Congratulations.

What a coincidence, striking

resemblance with Priyadarshni !

Priyanka recently surfaced 
on the political stage !

Is she the Prime Ministerial candidate ?

No, no... uttering the words

but nodding the head.

Confusing. 

Guardian governance shortly

coming to an end,

and the heirs attaining the maturity,

the question now is who will lead:

The prince or the Princess ?

As always, I will vote for the Princess !

You are openly declaring ,

voting to be secret.

All are now doing that.

Appears ballet should be secret,

 not the ballot.

A trump card with glare,
win the game and declare !

Indra Priyadarshini
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Happy 2014 with love.

Along with Mr.2K, Ms.Thirteen 

was on stage and just left,

after reciting melodies year long ,

with her pain and pleasure gifts.

Now Ms.Fourteen has come 

 with him on stage to sing and dance.

Wish it will be show of joy and happiness

all along with love and romance.

Love is providing 
heavenly place in heart,

where the beloved lives  
evergreen in thoughts.

A dialogue relevant:

She: what is that all day you are meddling with

the old keyboard ?

He: now I have modified it to play many

musical instruments !

She: let us see whether you can play

for my singing.

She sings and he recites the instrument.

Rhyme, rhythm and beats meet and synchronize,

astonishingly, she erupts like volcano

and rains with thunder and lightning.

Limbic resonance within her ! 

Frozen Niagara melts, falls and overflows.

HAPPY NEW YEAR:2014.
WISH:YOU ATTAIN ALL THAT YOU WISH.

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