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The Story Of An Untold Paradise Kandarpur: Summers - Go Fish !

    The temperatures were rising, maybe a 100 to a 120 fahrenheit, the expression across the state of Odisha was that, "It's Hot !", while somewhere around 11.8 miles from Cuttack, things were looking otherwise for this one house out of 150 other houses. The reason wasn't good food, or great air conditioner, nor great entertainment gadgets, the reason was the experience of a lifetime.    For my Ajja ( Mom's father), what made him chirpier than usual were his kids and grand kids around his ranch during summer, the ranch, that he had built as a dream, thinking that some day in future, all his kids will stay there and would have enough room for additional innovations, if necessary. ( The things parents do for love..)   My Ajja was always an early riser since the days of his engineering education tenure, to when he joined the Indian Railways and served as a lead engineer for around 40-50 years of his entire career. (Respect to that level of dedication) To be honest, y

Listen To

The little ones..
The quieter ones..
The lonely ones..
And the not so chirpy ones.
When interrupted by atrocity..
When knocked out by flaw..
When trapped in the enactment..
Of disparity of law.
While eyes talk..
And the winds walk up to you.
While silence whispers through.
Listen to the ask..
To that undefining task.
The laughter the merriment..
The cry after the embellishment.
Listen to the chatter..
Listen to the right chapter.
Listen to stories..
Paying heed to those faded glories.
To the intense grasp..
To the instant wrath..
To the never changing decision..
To the life saving incision.
For speaking louder can never calm the waves..
While listening echoes through the wildest of the caves.


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