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                    Helpless God They leave the bed before dawn to sow seed , So that grains can be grown to eat and feed . We have lunch in Suit and Tie, And they are left to die. While they are busy working on the quality of Wheat, We, in the name of religion are busy fighting for the seat. Millions of rupees are spent on election campaign, But no money to waive the loan who produces champagne. It is Irony that bank debt burden force them to suicide, While some loot the bank and leave the nation to hide. I fear, if they stop farming, No Cosmetics can make our face charming. Please unite to save these Gods, if they become angry, We may earn in dollar & pound but will die hungry

  This is my first poem my dear friends. I request you not to read it but feel it.share your views                          She waves from the Moon When I see the  moon, Reminds me the January Noon. A brightened face with little black mole on the cheek, Was prettier than the full Moon that week. Was Indeed an angel descended from the sky, Felt to dive deep into her brown eyes. Was a sunny day with gentle breeze, I kneel down to propose but lips freezed. Fearing the reply in NO, But my heart whispered go sanjeet Go. And I stretched my hands further,  she blushed tucking her hair behind the ears, I was inching towards the day waited for years. YES , she replied and I felt  planet stopped spinning, As  I could see the love winning. She was mine and only mine, And I was at cloud nine. But she couldn't be my bride, We sacrifice...

September five 2010 ,the day of Rahul's(name changed)life.The day when he shouted with joy,jumped in excitement and what not! He was very happy and why not,the angel's reply was yeeeeeeeees!!  She was the icon of beauty who as if had directly descended from the sky.It seemed as if the God had gifted him the most precious and beautiful thing of the world and indeed she was impeccable. Friends, this is a heart throbbing true love story of my brother and also a very good friend of mine. I don't want to disclose his full name as he requested me not to do so. This is the reason why I am introducing him as Rahul and the girl as Zara(name changed) which is not her real name.Rahul  told me not to disclose even the first letter of her name. Rahul at present is an employee of Airline. As many past Indian true love story,this is too an unsuccessful love story. Friends, they loved each other like anything.They never knew that the time would distance them.  Zara, a very...

Helllllo Friends, How  are you ?? I hope you all are pretty fine and bathing in the shower of happiness.  We  six friends stay together in a flat in  Salt Lake City sector-5,Kolkata (India). We are very happy. All are very good,intelligent and kind hearted. We are like a family.  We are - Promothesh,Sunny,Amardip,AshutoshNarendra , and me (Sanjeet).We crack jokes,pass comments,argue ,quarrel . Ashutosh and Amardip sometimes have an angry argument and start showing the art of their hands and legs.We interrupt to make the things easy.Sometimes, we too have to pay the price of interruption.They again after sometimes start talking each other.Things become normal.They quarrel but cannot stay separately. We indeed enjoy alot. Friends,  I am very upset these days. Me and Narendra are alone here in the flat. They all after writing the papers of 3rd semester have gone to native towns. I could not go because of some important work. I miss them alot,their teas...

Hello friends, Wish you all a very healthy,wealthy and a colourful March.Last time I made my fingers dance on the keyboard was 3rd of February 2012 and the topic was THE ONE MAN ARMY. Thank you for glancing through my simple words.I appreciate both who dislike and like my articles.I will try to pump extra energy,enthusiasm and emotion into my words but all I need is your love and blessings. You remember the first kiss to your wife or husband ?? Wow !!! that was not less than a sip of God.Do you think friends the kiss you take to your wife or husband today is as spicy as was on the very first night ???  Your excitement has become your duty. Someone has said right that "when pleasure becomes habit, it remains no longer pleasure."  You  have  televisions and countless channels these days but  do you watch the movies or programmes with the same excitement you watched some years ago. of course not, I guarantee . You forget the dialogues of the movies in ju...

India is not talking about Sachin Tendulkar these days.It is also not talking about Katrina,Kareena,Amitabh Bachchan or Lata Mangeshkar. Who is he India  talking about? may be your mind knocking this question to you. He is neither a cricketer nor an actor.Neither  a scientist nor a writer nor a singer.He is an ex-army man who fought 1965 Indo-Pak war, awarded by Padma Bhushan in 1992 and an Indian social activists and prominent leader in the 2011 Indian anti-corruption movement.Let me introduce the old but young,74 years of age but energetic  non any other than ANNA HAZARE. Kisan Baburao Hazare popularly known as Anna Hazare was born in Bhingar.Bombay province,British India on 15 June 1937. His background was not strong,His father Baburao hazare worked in a pharmacy and struggled hard to support his family financially.It was fortunate for him that one of his relatives took on burden to educate him and took him to mumbai but unfortunately his relative could not continu...