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Shades of Holi – A Celebration of Vibrant Minds
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In the heart of spring, when nature’s palette blooms,
Comes a festival of joy, dispelling gloom,
Holi, the festival of colors, so bright,
But let us paint with hues that bring delight.
No more the harmful chemicals, we decree,
For the essence of Holi lies in purity,
Let vibrant minds be our canvas, our art,
With colors that uplift and soothe the heart.
Gather ’round, dear friends, with laughter and cheer,
As we celebrate unity, and bonds so dear,
With each splash of color, let love unfurl,
In every heart, let harmony swirl.
Let us drench each other in hues divine,
With natural pigments, let our spirits shine,
For Holi is more than just a festival of play,
It’s a celebration of life, in every way.
From reds of passion to blues of peace,
Let our colors reflect our inner release,
With yellows of sunshine and greens of growth,
Let our souls dance freely, in joy and troth.
No longer shall chemicals mar our mirth,
As we embrace the purity of Holi’s rebirth,
Let kindness be our powder, and empathy our spray,
As we paint the world with love, this Holi day.
So come, let’s revel in this colorful spree,
With hearts full of hope and minds ever free,
For Holi is a reminder, to cherish each other,
And celebrate the beauty in every sister and brother.
Let our colorful minds blend in harmony,
Creating a symphony of unity,
For in the kaleidoscope of life’s grand design,
It’s the vibrant hues of love that truly shine.
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Dola Purnimas Dance of Love
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Under the full moon’s gentle light,
Dol Purnima dances bright,
A festival of swing and sway,
In honor of Radha and Krishna’s play.
In the Braj region’s vibrant hue,
And Rajasthan’s desert view,
Gujarat, Bengal, and Odisha’s grace,
Assam’s melodies fill the space.
Krishna and Radha, divine pair,
In colors rich, beyond compare,
Adorned with love, in vibrant array,
They bless devotees on this day.
Swinging palanquins adorned with care,
Through streets and fields, they gracefully fare,
With music, conch shells, shouts of joy,
As hearts uplift in divine employ.
In Assam’s Barpeta, songs resound,
Echoing Madhavdev’s verses profound,
Sankardev’s spirit, Bordowa’s call,
Celebrating Doul, uniting all.
In South India, kirtans soar,
Annamacharya’s hymns adore,
Tyagaraja’s melodies embrace,
The spirit of Dolotsavam’s grace.
Spraying colors, dancing feet,
In festival delight, hearts meet,
With greetings shared and delicacies sweet,
Dol Purnima’s love complete.
Holi’s kin, in spring’s embrace,
A celebration of divine grace,
Dol Jatra, Doul Utsav’s call,
In love’s dance, we stand tall.
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Symphony of Happiness
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In the orchestra of life, where joy takes its stance,
Let’s dance to the tunes of happiness, let’s enhance.
With virtues as our notes, in harmony we sway,
To celebrate the essence of each joyous day.
Contentment, the melody that soothes the soul’s flight,
In simple joys and blessings, finding true delight.
Selflessness, the rhythm, in giving we find bliss,
For in the act of kindness, our hearts truly kiss.
Dharma guides our steps, with truth as our guide,
Kindness and respect, in every stride.
In the tapestry of life, let honesty be woven,
With threads of compassion, our souls are proven.
Action over outcome, the tempo of our quest,
In each endeavor, we give our very best.
For results may vary, but efforts we control,
In the pursuit of excellence, we play our role.
Balancing head and heart, the symphony complete,
Logic and emotion, in harmony they meet.
For wisdom lies not just in reason’s might,
But in the warmth of empathy, shining bright.
Meditation, the interlude, where silence finds its voice,
In the depths of stillness, we rejoice.
Prayers for grace, a chorus of the divine,
In surrendering to love, our spirits entwine.
On this International Day of Happiness, let’s unite,
In the melody of virtues, let’s take flight.
For happiness is not a destination, but a song to sing,
In living with purpose, joy forever rings.
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Cell Phone Addiction
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In a world where screens glow bright,
We clutch our phones, day and night.
Boredom’s foe, our constant friend,
Cell phones wield a potent blend.
Anxiety whispers, depression creeps,
When from our grasp, our devices seep.
Irritability blooms, a toxic vine,
When separation draws a line.
Limitations fade, control slips away,
In the grip of addiction, we sway.
Danger lurks in every swipe,
Yet still we cling, gripped tight.
Relationships fray, connections lost,
In the digital sea, at great cost.
Sleep eludes, concentration wanes,
As we’re ensnared in digital chains.
Awareness dawns, a flicker of light,
Guiding us from perpetual night.
Notification settings, distractions cleared,
As healthier habits are revered.
Grayscale tones, a muted hue,
Reminding us of skies so blue.
Healthy sleep, a precious gift,
As we reclaim what we once did drift.
Utility over frivolity, purpose over sway,
In this digital dance, we find our way.
Apps deleted, webs explored,
As we break free from the phone’s allure.
Radiation’s grip, cognitive fog,
We break free from this digital bog.
Sleep restored, stress abates,
As we forge a path to brighter fates.
Eyes lifted from the glowing screen,
To the world beyond, once unseen.
Necks no longer bowed in pain,
As we step out from this digital chain.
Teenagers lost in the digital mire,
With phones as flames, burning higher.
Nomophobia’s grip, a fearful hold,
In this brave new world, so cold.
But amidst the chaos, there’s a call,
To break free from this digital thrall.
To find balance in the digital tide,
And reclaim our lives, with joy and pride.
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Divine Light of Param Purush Thakur Shree Ramakrishna Dev
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In the world where stars gently sway,
In the heart of Bengal, where whispers play,
In the month of Falgun, a sacred decree,
Param Purush Thakur Shree Ramakrishna Dev was born, divine and free.
On the second day, in the waxing moon’s glow,
Amidst blossoms of love, his essence did flow.
From the womb of the night, a luminescent dawn,
A beacon of wisdom, in humble form drawn.
In the embrace of Shukla Paksha, he came,
With a radiance so pure, it set hearts aflame.
In his presence, serenity danced with glee,
As he whispered truths beneath the Bodhi tree.
From Dakshineswar’s shores to distant lands,
His teachings like rivers, across vast sands.
He preached love and unity, a timeless creed,
Guiding souls toward the path they need.
His life a testament to devotion’s might,
Transcending barriers, breaking through night.
In Falgun’s embrace, a saint was born,
To illuminate souls, till eternity’s morn.
So let us rejoice in the light he bestowed,
In the teachings that flourish, in hearts that glowed.
For on Falgun’s Dwitiya, the universe sighed,
As Sri Ramakrishna Dev, in glory, did abide.
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The Battle at Cricket Bat and Ball
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In the heart of Himachal, Dharamshala’s serene abode,
England, with vigor, their intentions bold,
Two cricketing giants met in a crowded ground,
India, steadfast, with glory to be found.
The Test series commenced, a battle of wits,
Bazzball cricket, their unyielding pursuit,
Yet England’s approach was anything but orthodox,
A fusion of formats, a strategy unorthodox.
But the red ball swung, as it always does,
England’s batsmen, caught in a buzz,
In Dharamshala’s air, crisp and pure,
Struggled to adapt, their intentions unsure.
India’s bowlers, masters of their craft,
As wickets tumbled, England felt the draught,
Spun webs of intrigue, with every delivery,
Their Bazzball dreams met with harsh reality.
Virat Kohli led from the front, a lion in the fray,
As England faltered, in disarray,
His blade wielded with finesse, his spirit aflame,
India’s dominance, a testament to their game.
Rahane, Pujara, stalwarts of Test lore,
Their patience, a virtue, their resolve, galore,
Stood firm against England’s barrage,
As India’s flag flew high, a triumphant mirage.
The series unfolded, with twists and turns,
In Dharamshala’s arena, where cricket burns,
Yet England’s experiment failed to take flight,
Tradition prevailed, in the glow of Test cricket’s light.
India emerged victorious, 4-1 the score,
For in the annals of cricketing lore,
Their supremacy, undisputed, their legacy secure,
The clash at Dharamshala shall forever endure.
So let us celebrate the spirit of Test cricket,
In the Himalayas, all England supporters heart break
Where patience and skill reign supreme,
The clash at Dharamshala, a timeless dream.
