Love

Love is waiting for

me from decades

Let me embrace it

With full grace

It has been looking for me

From Windows and panes

Let me grow it

In my heart and veins

It wants me

To shine and have fame

Let me give it a chance

And win the game

Shiveta Pandita

Trikuta Nagar

"When Dreams Drown, Lesson Rise"

We were taught to learn the ways of living,

We all worked hard, for bread and for giving.

Brick by brick, a dream we all made,

A home where laughter would never fade.

But the clouds raged in madness, rivers became ghosts,

In plains and in hills, the situation became worse.

Many houses collapsed, many hopes were washed away.

The dream we built was drowned in a day

This is life-uncertain, and strange.

Helpless, unable even a single day to manage.

Yet we cry to god sitting above:

"please don't destroy what we built with love"

Deep inside in our soul, we all know.

It is our greed that made this grow.

We destroyed the jungles, we blocked the streams.

We extracted every resource, to fulfill our dreams.

The flood drowned our houses; all safety measures went in vain.

What we took from nature, she has forcefully reclaimed.

Still, life teaches us with every fall:

Not just to understand, but to heed the call.

A house is more than stone, clay and steel.

It needs the earth, sky, day, night and feel.

So let us rise again, with a wiser hand,

To build again our nests, and to understand.

Make a safer home, forever strong,

Where human and nature both belong.

Kirpaul Thakur

Katra - Vaishno Devi

                                 Story of Television

Some one was kind,

A treasure to find.

An idea born in Philo's mind.

A dream of vision, brought and clean,

Like pictures moving on screen.

In the year 1980's, one in ten,

Owned a television now and then.

Turn the antenna, set it rights,

Watch the world come in sight.

As year went rolling fast,

Television spread to all at last.

Mohd Umar Hamdani

Gandhi Nagar Jammu