𝐂ðĻ𝐧𝐠ðŦ𝐚𝐭ðŪðĨ𝐚𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧𝐎 🎊 ðĻ𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞ðŦ𝐧𝐚𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧𝐚ðĨ 𝐏ðĻ𝐞𝐭ðŦðē 𝐃𝐚ðē (𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐅) 𝐭ðĻ 𝐚ðĨðĨ ð­ðĄðž ðĐðĻ𝐞𝐭𝐎 ðĒ𝐧 ð­ðĄðž 𝐰ðĻðŦðĨ𝐝. 𝐈 ðĄðšðŊ𝐞 𝐚ðŪð­ðĄðĻðŦ𝐞𝐝 ð­ðĄðŦ𝐞𝐞 ðĐðĻ𝐞𝐭ðŦðē 𝐛ðĻðĻðĪ𝐎, 𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐋ðĻðŊ𝐞, 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚ðŊ: ð’ðĄðĒðŊ𝐚'𝐎 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐅ðŪðŦðē, 𝐉ðĻðē 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐧ðĒðĄðĒðĨ𝐚𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧, 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐞ðŦðē𝐚𝐭ðŦ𝐚 (𝐀 𝐉ðĻðŪðŦ𝐧𝐞ðē 𝐖ðĒð­ðĄðĒ𝐧). 𝐏ðĻ𝐞𝐭ðŦðē ðĒ𝐎 𝐚𝐧 ðžðąðĐðŦ𝐞𝐎𝐎ðĒðĻ𝐧 ðĻ𝐟 ðĐðĻ𝐞𝐭'𝐎 𝐟𝐞𝐞ðĨðĒ𝐧𝐠𝐎 𝐭ðĻ𝐰𝐚ðŦ𝐝𝐎 ð­ðĄðž 𝐎ðĻ𝐜ðĒ𝐚ðĨ, 𝐞𝐜ðĻ𝐧ðĻðĶðĒ𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 ðĐðĻðĨðĒ𝐭ðĒ𝐜𝐚ðĨ 𝐎ðĒ𝐭ðŪ𝐚𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧𝐎 𝐚ðŦðĻðŪ𝐧𝐝 ð­ðĄðžðĶ.• 𝐏ðŦðĻ𝐟. 𝐍𝐞𝐞ðĨ𝐚ðĶ ðŒðšðĄðšðĢ𝐚𝐧 𝐒ðĒð§ð ðĄ • 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐁𝐘: 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐁𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐒. 𝐌𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍, (𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄: 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀) '𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐋ðĻðŊ𝐞' 𝐛ðē 𝐍𝐞𝐞ðĨ𝐚ðĶ ðŒðšðĄðšðĢ𝐚𝐧 𝐒ðĒð§ð ðĄ

𝐂ðĻ𝐧𝐠ðŦ𝐚𝐭ðŪðĨ𝐚𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧𝐎 🎊 ðĻ𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞ðŦ𝐧𝐚𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧𝐚ðĨ 𝐏ðĻ𝐞𝐭ðŦðē 𝐃𝐚ðē (𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐅) 𝐭ðĻ 𝐚ðĨðĨ ð­ðĄðž ðĐðĻ𝐞𝐭𝐎 ðĒ𝐧 ð­ðĄðž 𝐰ðĻðŦðĨ𝐝. 𝐈 ðĄðšðŊ𝐞 𝐚ðŪð­ðĄðĻðŦ𝐞𝐝 ð­ðĄðŦ𝐞𝐞 ðĐðĻ𝐞𝐭ðŦðē 𝐛ðĻðĻðĪ𝐎, 𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐋ðĻðŊ𝐞, 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚ðŊ: ð’ðĄðĒðŊ𝐚'𝐎 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐅ðŪðŦðē, 𝐉ðĻðē 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐧ðĒðĄðĒðĨ𝐚𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧, 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐞ðŦðē𝐚𝐭ðŦ𝐚 (𝐀 𝐉ðĻðŪðŦ𝐧𝐞ðē 𝐖ðĒð­ðĄðĒ𝐧). 𝐏ðĻ𝐞𝐭ðŦðē ðĒ𝐎 𝐚𝐧 ðžðąðĐðŦ𝐞𝐎𝐎ðĒðĻ𝐧 ðĻ𝐟 ðĐðĻ𝐞𝐭'𝐎 𝐟𝐞𝐞ðĨðĒ𝐧𝐠𝐎 𝐭ðĻ𝐰𝐚ðŦ𝐝𝐎 ð­ðĄðž 𝐎ðĻ𝐜ðĒ𝐚ðĨ, 𝐞𝐜ðĻ𝐧ðĻðĶðĒ𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 ðĐðĻðĨðĒ𝐭ðĒ𝐜𝐚ðĨ 𝐎ðĒ𝐭ðŪ𝐚𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧𝐎 𝐚ðŦðĻðŪ𝐧𝐝 ð­ðĄðžðĶ.
• 𝐏ðŦðĻ𝐟. 𝐍𝐞𝐞ðĨ𝐚ðĶ ðŒðšðĄðšðĢ𝐚𝐧 𝐒ðĒð§ð ðĄ •
𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 
𝐁𝐘: 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇
𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐁𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐒. 𝐌𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍, (𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄: 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀) 
'𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐋ðĻðŊ𝐞' 𝐛ðē 𝐍𝐞𝐞ðĨ𝐚ðĶ ðŒðšðĄðšðĢ𝐚𝐧 𝐒ðĒð§ð ðĄ is a poetic expression of a unique personality, bringing to fore the sensitivity, pain and passion of a rebel crusader author. This book attempts to decondition a conditioned society. What may be a belief may just be an obsession? It transcends deep into mysticism and truism, that goes hand in hand in 𝓞𝓎ð“Ū𝓊𝓷 𝓞ð“Ŋ 𝓛ð“ļð“ŋð“Ū. 
While the poems of Elliot, Tagore, Wordsworth, Octavio Paz, Pablo Neruda, Larkins or Sitakant Mahapatra, on one hand are bound by a coherent vision of man and the universe, ð’Đâ„Ŋâ„Ŋ𝓁ð’ķ𝓂'𝓈 poems stand against the onslaught on mankind in any form. ð’Đâ„Ŋâ„Ŋ𝓁ð’ķ𝓂'𝓈 poems are deciphered from an enigma that becomes a recurrent attitude which is identified with the cosmos. 
ð’Đâ„Ŋâ„Ŋ𝓁ð’ķ𝓂'𝓈 poetry repudiates a trivial destiny. 𝓞𝓎ð“Ū𝓊𝓷 𝓞ð“Ŋ 𝓛ð“ļð“ŋð“Ū, "makes a journey into the spiritual world, in search of light beyond the physical being," says the sublime, revolutionary poetess. She expresses profound, passionate and immense feelings in shunning intolerance divisiveness and hatred. She aggressively defies a rotten systemic order, clamouring for a new one. This book is a subtle pellucid of beauty, stylistic and has immense appeal for readers with conciuosness towards fellow human beings. 
ð’Đâ„Ŋâ„Ŋ𝓁ð’ķ𝓂 â„ģð’ķð’―ð’ķð’ŋð’ķ𝓃 ð’Ūð’ūð“ƒâ„Šð’― is dedicated to the causes of humanism and women's empowerment, for which she has steadfastly dedicated three decades.
𝓝ð“Ūð“Ūð“ĩ𝓊ð“ķ ð“ąð“Šð“ž 𝓭ð“Ū𝓭ð“ēð“Žð“Šð“―ð“Ū𝓭 𝓞𝓎ð“Ū𝓊𝓷 𝓞ð“Ŋ 𝓛ð“ļð“ŋð“Ū ð“―ð“ļ "𝓛𝓊ð“ģ𝔂𝓊 𝓓ð“Ūð“ŋð“ē 𝓊𝓷𝓭 ð“™ð“Šð“žð”€ð“Šð“·ð“― ð“Ąð“Šð“ē ð“ģð“Ūð“Ū, ð“ķ𝔂 ð“đ𝓊ð“ŧð“Ūð“·ð“―ð“ž, 𝓊𝓞 ð“žð“―ð“Šð“ŧ𝓞 ð”€ð“Šð“―ð“Žð“ąð“ē𝓷𝓰 ð“Ŋð“ŧð“ļð“ķ 𝓊ð“Ŧð“ļð“ŋð“Ū 𝓊𝓷𝓭 ð“ķ𝔂 𝔀ð“ļ𝓷𝓭ð“Ūð“ŧð“Ŋð“ūð“ĩ 𝓞ð“ļ𝓷: ð“Ļð“ūð“ŋð“ŧ𝓊ð“ģ ð“Ēð“ēð“­ð“­ð“ąð“Šð“ŧð“―ð“ąð“Š ð“Ēð“ēð“·ð“°ð“ą".
☆ 𝐍𝐞𝐞ðĨ𝐚ðĶ ðŒðšðĄðšðĢ𝐚𝐧 𝐒ðĒð§ð ðĄ ðĒ𝐎 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞ðĶðĒ𝐜ðĒ𝐚𝐧, 𝐎𝐞𝐧ðĒðĻðŦ 𝐎ðĻðĨðĒ𝐜ðĒ𝐭ðĻðŦ 𝐟ðĻðŦ 𝐎ðĻ𝐜ðĒ𝐚ðĨ ðĢðŪ𝐎𝐭ðĒ𝐜𝐞 & ðĄðŪðĶ𝐚𝐧 ðŦðĒð ðĄð­ðŽ ðĐðŦðĻ𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧 (ðĐðŦðĻ-𝐛ðĻ𝐧ðĻ). ð’ðĄðž'𝐎 𝐚 ðĶðŪðĨ𝐭ðĒ-𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ðĐ𝐞ðŦ𝐎ðĻ𝐧𝐚ðĨðĒ𝐭ðē. 𝐀 𝐎ðĒ𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐭ðŪðŦ𝐞 ðĨðĒ𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐃ðĻðĻðŦ𝐝𝐚ðŦðŽðĄðšð§ 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐎, ðŽðĄðž'𝐎 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐏ðŦðĻ𝐟𝐞𝐎𝐎ðĻðŦ ðĻ𝐟 𝐇ðĒ𝐎𝐭ðĻðŦðē 𝐚𝐭 𝐔𝐧ðĒðŊ𝐞ðŦ𝐎ðĒ𝐭ðē ðĻ𝐟 𝐃𝐞ðĨðĄðĒ. 𝐇𝐞ðŦ 𝐜ðĻðĨðŪðĶ𝐧𝐎 𝐚ðŦ𝐞 𝐚 ðŊ𝐚𝐧𝐠ðŪ𝐚ðŦ𝐝 ðŊðĻðĒ𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐠𝐚ðĒ𝐧𝐎𝐭 𝐚 𝐝ðĒðĨ𝐚ðĐðĒ𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐎ðē𝐎𝐭𝐞ðĶ, ð­ðĄðšð­ 𝐝𝐞𝐧ðĒ𝐞𝐎 𝐰ðĻðĶ𝐞𝐧 ð­ðĄðžðĒðŦ ðŦðĒð ðĄð­ðŸðŪðĨ ðĐðĨ𝐚𝐜𝐞 ðĒ𝐧 𝐎ðĻ𝐜ðĒ𝐞𝐭ðē. ð’ðĄðž'𝐎 𝐚ðĶðĻ𝐧𝐠𝐎𝐭 ð­ðĄðž 𝐟ðĒðŦ𝐎𝐭 ð›ðšð­ðœðĄ ðĻ𝐟 ðēðĻðŪ𝐧𝐠 ðĨ𝐚𝐝ðĒ𝐞𝐎 𝐭ðĻ 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞ðŦ ð­ðĄðž ðĐðĻðŦ𝐭𝐚ðĨ'𝐎 ðĻ𝐟 𝐒𝐭. 𝐒𝐭𝐞ðĐðĄðžð§'𝐎 𝐂ðĻðĨðĨ𝐞𝐠𝐞, 𝐚 ðĶ𝐚ðĨ𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐎𝐭ðĒðĻ𝐧 𝐭ðĒðĨðĨ ð­ðĄðžð§.
His Excellencey David Alipov, Ambassador of Russia 🇷🇚 with Ocean Of Love ...
• 𝓟ð“ļð“Ūð“ķ𝓞 ð“Ŧ𝔂 𝓝ð“Ūð“Ūð“ĩ𝓊ð“ķ ð“œð“Šð“ąð“Šð“ģ𝓊𝓷 ð“Ēð“ēð“·ð“°ð“ą • 
It's all about zest in life and approaching the situations, i.e. life in general, with excitement, energy and not approaching tasks half heartedly. Enjoy and have wonderful days ahead!
Shehzadi Simon with Neelam Mahajan Singh 
ð•ūð•ī𝕷𝕰ð•đð•Ū𝕰 𝕰ð•đð•Ŋð–€ð•―ð•°ð•ū 
(𝕚𝖈𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝕚𝖋 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊) 
ð•đ𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖒 ð•ļ𝖆𝖍𝖆𝖏𝖆𝖓 ð•ū𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖍 
Silence endures an agonized moment's cry
Sorrow exploits dumb silence's willing trust 
Quiet patience befriends time's eternal chains
A darkening vigil 
Guards the morrow now
Barbed memory stings 
Still drawing blood 
From prying eyes 
To shield the singing flood 
As faltering smile attempts to cheat the world 
Tortured limbs embrace 
Fatigue a moment 
Steps aside
Another smile gestures 
To stem the tide
In passing callous time looks back
An indifferent glance 
Yet something holds it still 
Perhaps perhaps 
It hears an anguished call 
• Shambhu Yadav, a poet-philospher writes a poem for Neelam Mahajan Singh  in response to 'Silence Endures':-
āĪ‰āĪŪ्āĪ° āĪ•ी āĪāĪ• āĪ—िāĪēāĪđāĪ°ी
āĪŽैāĪ ी āĪŪेāĪ°े āĪ…ंāĪĪāĪ°्āĪŪāĪĻ āĪ•े āĪĄाāĪē āĪŠāĪ° 
āĪŪंāĪļूāĪŽों āĪ•ो āĪ•ुāĪĪāĪ° āĪ•ुāĪĪāĪ°
āĪ—िāĪ°ा āĪ°āĪđी 
āĪŪेāĪ°े āĪ†ंāĪ—āĪĻ āĪ•ी 
āĪķाāĪŪ āĪŪें।
āĪŊे āĪĨāĪ•ा āĪ–ूāĪŽāĪļूāĪ°āĪĪ āĪŽāĪĶāĪĻ 
āĪĨāĪ•ी, āĪļāĪœāĪ— āĪđैं āĪŊाāĪĶें
āĪŦिāĪ° āĪ­ी āĪ…āĪŠāĪ°ाāĪœिāĪĪा āĪļी
āĪ…āĪŠāĪĻे āĪ˜āĪ° āĪ•े āĪĩीāĪĨिāĪ•ा āĪŪें
āĪŽāĪĒ़ी āĪœा āĪ°āĪđी āĪđूं।
- 💞 āĪķंāĪ­ू āĪŊाāĪĶāĪĩ 💞-
His Excellencey Sh. Arif Mohammed Khan, Honb'le Governor of Kerala with Ocean Of Love. 
• 𝕰𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖈𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 • 
He doesn't see
Nor does he hear 
Caught in the depths of his throat 
His voice can't be heard
He stammers for all practical purposes 
He looks a complete man 
But could it be possible 
That he's just a stone?

It appears men have 
Turned into etchings 
On the wall 
I feel suffocated 
Where man is stoned 

Come, please do come 
See the blind faith 
Some men do manage to make 
A God even out of a stone 

The turbulent clouds portend 
Another torrential monsoon 
The stone work is already weak 
The dam is sure to burst this time

Come, come let's choose 
from the handful crowd 
Of mute, faceless bystanders 
And desecrate them 
A place of stones ... 
ð“Ģ𝓊𝓷𝓭𝓊ð“ŋ: ð“Ēð“ąð“ēð“ŋ𝓊'𝓞 𝓓𝓊𝓷𝓎ð“Ū 𝓞ð“Ŋ 𝓕ð“ūð“ŧ𝔂 
𝓑𝔂: 𝓓ð“Ūð“Ūð“đ𝓊ð“ī 𝓜ð“ēð“žð“ąð“ŧ𝓊, 𝓘𝓟ð“Ē 
𝓝ð“Ūð“Ūð“ĩ𝓊ð“ķ ð“œð“Šð“ąð“Šð“ģ𝓊𝓷 ð“Ēð“ēð“·ð“°ð“ą 
• ð•ī ð•―ð–Šð–˜ð–”ð–‘ð–›ð–Š ð•ŋ𝖔 𝖂𝖎𝖓 ð•ī𝖙 𝕭𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐 • 
𝖇𝖞: ð•đ𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖒 ð•ļ𝖆𝖍𝖆𝖏𝖆𝖓 ð•ū𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖍 
My night is awake 
Someone has broken the rays 
Why do dreams come in sleep 
Why stars are left waiting outside 
It is your memory which
Sewed up the wounds of love 
Today I have pulled out the stitches 
And give you back the thread
How painful it is!
From the holy book of my love 
I have torn out a page 
A caravan of flowers 
Passes through a desert 
I have resolved to win back 
The faith that was once lost
My night is awake 
However distant you may be!
(𝕚𝖈𝖊𝖆𝖓 𝕚𝖋 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊) 
𝐑𝐞ðŊðĒ𝐞𝐰 𝐛ðē 𝐉ðŪ𝐎𝐭ðĒ𝐜𝐞 𝐒. 𝐌ðĻðĄðšð§, 
(𝐉ðŪ𝐝𝐠𝐞; ð“ðĄðž 𝐒ðŪðĐðŦ𝐞ðĶ𝐞 𝐂ðĻðŪðŦ𝐭 ðĻ𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐝ðĒ𝐚)

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