Navlokan : Living Shadows Of Genius Urdu Poetry

By: Tarun Prakash Srivastava, Sr. Executive Editor-ICN Group The great poet Nida Fazli has rightly said : “Har aadmi me’n hote hai’n das bees aadmi, Jisko bhi dekhna ho, kai baar dekhna.” Though the approach of this couplet is negative and it suggests that everybody has several faces just to cheat you but I know a person through whom we can go through several personalities and it is not less than a miracle for me. In this world, where it is next to impossible to know even a single person…

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“Tears,The True Friends“

By: C.P. Singh, Literary Editor-ICN Group Emotions of any kind, affect and melt the core, It fills in, then flows, affectionately  to our eyes. They dissolve one’s being in it, even before, Draining to fill  and be in our situation –felt – eyes. Emotions and being, thus so fully dissolved in, The natural secretion , called tears, and fills. Coming as true friends, in every situations’ Din, Remain intact in all  ,glad –sad, as Heart’s –Bills. These tiny drops, draining via eyes, to say, Never leave me alone, be what the…

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LIFE

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…

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Knowledge Exchange

By: C.P. Singh, Literary Editor-ICN Group Knowledge is a treasure which is always less. Whatever we gather , we consider as less. Is a drop in the Ocean, much – more is the guess, Ever – striving & eager , running – further to fetch. Ever- thirsty to know, ever hungry to learn, Ever all -we –grow , yet knowledge to earn. Never full or overflow, whatever we churn, Ever in put to show, un needed to burn. Water, when in current, purifies inherent, Closed ponds’ contents, implies  deterrent. Pond- rivers’…

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“When-Sad–Am-I“

By: C.P. Singh, Literary Editor-ICN Group Our feelings and  emotions, ever tend, To create and change our state of mind. It comes from, one’s core and well pretend, To own our being’s full fore or behind. This state of mind ,jolts , one’s emotional core, Creating similar feelings , filled there in. In every aspect and fact, it comes before, Dissolving it in the fluid, to smear –there – in. Such state of being, be it either sad or glad, Renews the feelings and even  persona. And it proves, some times…

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Hai Ram Ke Wajood Par Hindustan Ko Naaz, Ahle Nazar Samajhte Hain Usko Imam-e-Hind

By: Eram Fatima, Asstt. Editor-ICN NEW DELHI: In India, millions and millions of people not only worship Ram, but also admire and emulate him as a great role model.In Indian culture, nothing can equate with the ethos of our ancient culture and tradition other than the great teachings of Rama. In Urdu literature and culture, Ramayana has always been revered and taken as a great literary treasure and around three hundred different versions of Ramayana in translation and other forms got published in Urdu from time to time since 1857.…

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Between Sad And World

By: C.P. Singh, Literary Editor-ICN Group There may be various reasons to become sad. As soon as one becomes sad, he is “ Worldly Bad “. Eats sorrow, thinks and uses calamities, wears clad, Drinks the ocean of tears, within, openly glad. One can be very happy by rains, others not, Clouds do carry their effects, as we perceive. Sky, clouds, rains on earth, regularly we got, But well talked about, “Horizons”, ever deceive. Rains are our beings and sun rays, happiness, Once, both cooperate, we see a  “ Rainbow ”.…

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A Soft Squeal

By: Amitabh Dixit, Editor-ICN 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………

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SNATCHED LIFE

By: C.P. Singh, Literary Editor-ICN Group Life is a boon, auspiciously provided by the nature, It is not similar, still fixed in prudent armature. Time granted to live here old, or even to die immature To put best possible deeds, to please all, by our nature. Life may be small, medium or even prolonged one, It all depends on the nature’s will, to please none. What so ever be the case, it is similar to none, Only one aspect resembles, but expiry of none. Normal life is one, which lives ideal…

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The River Wanders….Flows

By: Amitabh Dixit, Editor-ICN The river wanders…..rambles……roves Flows continuously The river does not know why it wanders….Why roves…….why rambles……… Why flows….. Hiding the children of swagger wandering clouds under its lap Covering & wrapping all of them with a touch of love in its chest The river passes through so many low & high paths The river does not know why it passes The river bless the forest gives them life How big the river’s pane is …. The tree of civilizations stands on the same River is light as…

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