*The Spring Bloom*

Flowers blooming and growing in blossom

To make our world beautiful and nice

We love flowers, we are their friends

Our favorite friend flowers.

Flowers blooming and growing in blossom

They are our friends too flowers

We are their favorite friends too

We love them so much.

Flowers blooming and growing in blossom

They are the world’s best guys

They are world’s best friends

Flowers are the best

Flowers blooming and growing in blossom-3

By: Arnav Kumar

“We burned to death 100,000 Japanese civilians in Tokyo — men, women and children,” Mr. McNamara recalled; some 900,000 Japanese civilians died in all. “LeMay said, ‘If we’d lost the war, we’d all have been prosecuted as war criminals.’ And I think he’s right. He — and I’d say I — were behaving as war criminals.”

“What makes it immoral if you lose and not immoral if you win?” he asked. He found the question impossible to answer.

From:- “The Fog of War: Eleven Lessons from the Life of Robert S. McNamara.”

अनामिका ......

Passion...

'' मैंने ज़मीन पर अपने पांव मजबूती से टिका रखे हैं। मानव इतिहास ने मुझे खुशी और आंसू, साहस और कायरता, अच्छा और बुरा , जीवन के सब रंगों वाले दौर दिखाए हैं, लेकिन मैं ज़िंदा रहा, मैं ज़िंदा रहूंगा। ''

Worshipping the Sun

I am proud of Biharis, who for thousands of years, have exhibited and demonstrated their intelligence by showing a sense of Respect to the Sun by conducting Chhath Vrat and worshipping the Sun twice in a year. There are not many cultural Units in this country or even outside who do such a sensible work of paying back for the Obligation. Pl. note that though it looks like a Hindu Vrat it is not truly that because it does not need Brahmins to conduct the programme nor it has Karmakand to follow and to my information some Muslim families also do this in Bihar. Hats off to Biharis for this great sense for time immemorial.

SCISSORS DOWN THE FOOT, NEEDLE TO THE BOSOM

SCISSORS DOWN THE FOOT, NEEDLE TO THE BOSOM read an article by the famous Tamil writer- speaker, Mr Suki Sivam. It ran like this.“ I once went abroad and on return, gifted a swiss scissor to my tailor who had requested it. Sometime later I visited him. I was upset that the expensive scissor I had presented to him was lying carelessly on the floor near his feet. I asked him why he was so careless about expensive articles. The tailor took time, and answered “ Sir, please pardon me if it hurt you. But I have to tell you this. In my shop I always keep the scissor on the floor, whatever be its cost” and before I could protest, he continued, “ Sir, look here ! ” he pointed out to his upper shirt pocket. On the pocket, a needle was neatly pinned. He said, “ do you know why I keep an in expensive needle on my bosom?” “Sir” he continued, “I give the needle respect because it joins (cloths). I threw down the scissor because it always separates and cuts”