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Around 1608; a pleasant day in Cambridge;eight men sit round a table. Originally there were nine:Dr Lively who presided at their speedy startis now..

On a sunful, funful, easeful sorta cloudwhite airblue day,we sat exchanging coinagesin a smileful, timepass way;quickthink and latersad,poets know it..

Christopher Robin and Pooh walked slowly down the path in the woods, treading on the occasional crackly twig.'CR...' said Pooh, 'What's a Poeh Tree?..

Like the unicorn,they have to need to be;to hear our need for them to be.Like time,they must creep up on the writer,on the reader,invisibleyet with..

Like the unicorn,they have to need to be;to hear our need for them to be.Like time,they must creep up on the writer,on the reader,invisibleyet with..

Posted: Thu Sep 10,2009 11: 52 am Post subject:--------------------From ah to ha..Sacred jokes don’t travel well.They have nowhere they can go…He..

The wise say, those who wholly dedicatetheir being to the Lord, receive from Himthe gift of His whole self, forever, now..how irresistible this..

Breakfast. Slick operation. You couldmake it in your sleep..you’ve refined the quantities,the cooking and the timinglike a pro..and eating it –..

Cinderellais a shoo-in.

Behind the lens, the eye of the photographer;behind the eye, the observer;behind the observer, the immortal soul:Robert Capa shot(as they say) five..

I love you.That's it, really.all there is to say.sums it up.in a nutshell.the long and the short of it.the be-all and the end-all.I know what I..

We do not have to seek for lovenor fear it ever go:but simply, rest within ourself;then, love perforce must flow:for who’s the sweetest company,as..

Loss can be good for us,researchers say (Nolen-Hoeksemaand Davis,2002) – it’s calledPost-Traumatic Growth…When we ‘lose’ someonewe seldom see these..

When the heron's crydid not echo in the mist,did the cliffs hear it?

Was it being empty of everythingor being full of everything,when the song came during washing-up?Was it being empty of everythingor being full of..

When I was youngand had nothing to sayI thought I was no-one;when I was stillI thought myself empty;Now I am olderand become silentI am everyone;when..

See this fine manuscriptso beautifully illuminated round the picture –why, it’s none other than Kabir!reading a book entitled The Poems of Kabir;he’s..

See this fine manuscriptso beautifully illuminated round the picture –why, it’s none other than Kabir!reading a book entitled The Poems of Kabir;he’s..

MAHABHARATAThe Prince Uttara before him sawIn Kauravas's army with aweStalwarts like Bhisma, Drona,Kripa, Duryodhana and Karna.Single handed to face..

MAHABHARATATo search Duryodhana sent spies,Everywhere who made their tries,Pandavas hideout, they couldn't trace,Nook and corner, in every place.For..

MAHABHARATAThe Pandavas went to Viratanagara,The capital city of Matsya,In disguise they joinedIn their roles as planned.Everything went on..

MAHABHARATAThe future, present and past,The time thus rolls fast.Will it wait for any one?No, it moves on and on.They spent twelve years,Mixed with..

MAHABHARATATheir exile, the twelfth year,At last, it was drawing near.A wooden fire starter,It was taken by a deer.So complained a Brahmin,Pandavas..

MAHABHARATAIn the Kamyaka forest, for a hunt,One day, the Pandavas went.Draupadi at home along stayed,With Dhaumya, her guard.When Draupadi stood at..

MAHABHARATAIn the forest Pandavas lived in peace.While Duryodhana planned to tease.But Yudhishthira took it with ease,As none he wished to..