Category: CITIES

By: C.P. Singh, Editor-ICN Group  Being the social creature of  highest order, We live in & create a cultured gander. Man – being tends to be , their similar folder, But they ever differ in, so many molders. They live variously, per their situation & places, They dress and get-up variously per their races. They interrelate & behave variously per their cases, They read & deal variously, per their & others’ faces. Climate & nature make them different but less, Seasons & reasons make them tolerant but less. Calamities & threats…

By: C.P. Singh, Editor-ICN Group  Four symmetric walls, beneath a roof-hood With less or more windows and doors. Made up of bricks, cement, clay or wood, Leaves, grass or even huts on bamboos four. A construction of any sort of design  or finding, Made costly, middle, cheap in group or alone. May be called a building of it’s own binding, “As it is” can not be called a home on it’s own. Any construction with affection as blood affix, Erected on the plinth of brother- hood as bone. With use of…

By: C.P. Singh, Literary Editor-ICN Group One has got a fixed span to live, Provided by nature, unknown to our- hive. Lucky are those, who are living- shrive, Privileged are human-beings, at high skive. As a boon from creator, we are human, Master of all animals, as prime- lumen Controlling atmosphere, Earth as show-man, Brain provides us ability, to do all true-man. Man is a grace of God,:” ab- initio” to be so, It is only by birth, nothing acquired to grow. Humanity if added, it becomes Human-Pro, It is a…

By: Amitabh Dixit, Editor-ICN U.P. Life is a long journey starts with a Soft squeal………. And runs towards the end with tears…………… In between Lot many roses reflect their fragrance Lot many times bumble bees dance around them We don’t count. How many times sun wraps us with its warmth? How many times moon comes and knocks secretly on our doors We don’t listen. How many times the Hawk cuckoo bird expresses its enthusiasm on the sound of clouds How many times the Kite of butterflies gets itself tied with the threads of wind………

By: Amresh Kumar Singh, Associate Editor-ICN The Apex of Glories (Kumar) ‘Kumar, The real purpose of life is not only to survive. Life is an individualist and accomplishing our greatness before death is the real meaning of life. What is the purpose of such an unknown life that ends with our death? I am delighted today as death has given me such a tremendous delight that I was constantly aching for. Today I have this faith that my name will not wash out with the remainder of my lifetime. My existence will…

By: Klinsa Kurien, Bureau Chief-ICN Kerala Just when the Rose’s begin to bloom… Just when the skies clear up.. Just when the children go to school  Just when the world goes to work…. Just when our parents begin to age… Just when our future is full of uncertainties…. Comes a virus in full swing. Which comes as a blow.. To all our dreams and stop us from growth Emerging from a remote lab.. Into the bodies of men and beast… We got a great lesson to learn To stay indoors…