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Even as I launch this today ( my 80th Birthday ), I realize that there is yet so much to say and do. There is just no time to look back, no time to wonder,"Will anyone read these pages? Monday, 3 August 2015. कहे भी तो किसको? ज़माना क्या जाने? ज़माना तो ये माने. पालखी उठा के चला प्रीतम ,. प्रिया जाने ,. प्रीतम के पैर क्यों लड़खड़ाये! पालखी ना ,. चला इश्क आज. मन की मैयत उठाये! कहे भी तो किसको? बैठी जो पालखी में प्रिया. न देख पाये. न आंसू रोक पाये ,. कहे भी तो किसको? मधु - रजनी नहीं ,. बिरह की.
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Poems and Short Stories to Read Online
Poems and Short Stories to Read Online. Monday, 28 May 2012. The Story of Helen of Troy told by her sister Clytemnestra. The story of Clytemnestra, who murdered her husband Agamemnon, is not as well known as that of her more famous sister, Helen of Troy and their cousin Penelope, wife of Odysseus. Yet the lives of these three iconic women of Greek Mythology are woven together as closely as one of Penelope's famous tapestries. Playthings of the Gods. By Cathy Smith. It was not difficult to find maids who...
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زندگی از نگاه تو
زندگی از نگاه تو. بكوش تا عظمت در نگاه تو باشد نه در چيزي كه به آن مي نگري. در من آوایی است که تو را می خواتد. اما می دانم اشتباه است. تو آن عاشقی نیستی که کم دارم. آنکس که نگاهش پر معنا و دلش پر تپش باشد. دروغ پشت چشمانت نگاهم را گول زد. و من خسته ام از تحمل تحقیر نگاهت، می خواهم بروم. سخت است، میدانم. اما باید است. همچون روزی که خسته از زندگی، تنها به جنگل درختی آتش می زنی. خودت را به درختی نزدیک می بندی. و کلید قفل دستانت را به دورترها پرت می کنی. درخت می سوزد، آرام، آرام. آتش به پایت نزدیک می شود.