Our debate is not with a nation or a state

But with the nation of our state,

As we silently watch when

the paupers are dishonored with medals or ranks

And the kings are honoured with gibberish, pranks

Whatte Spirit!

Banta Singh, Milkha Singh have been the  popular ones. But ever wondered that there could be someone writing a commentary on these jokes and presenting us in the form of a book.

Yes, you read it write. The Philosophy behind these jokes. No! None of them are copied or borrowed but written by an “AMRIKAWALA” as Bhai Niranjan Singh calls himself.

Each joke is accompanies by a commentary and Niranjan Singh has done a commendable job. The reader enjoys the joke and also it’s accomplice – commentary makes the book enjoyable.

Niranjan begins the book on why Sardarjis are called Surds. Surd means irrational and some students in a reputed institute called it so. And, thus the name stayed.

Chapter titled as witty as: Change-Change or Change-Change [Read the former as Chun-gay. Punjabi word for wellbeing], stay with us for a longer time. Such play of words is common in most titles. Even the cartoons accompanied make the book a complete package.

One of the commentaries for a joke about checking the car’s headlights is:

“The deeper that  sorrow  carves into your being, the more joy you can contain” says Khalil Gibran.

It takes more than philosophy to draw such an interesting derivation. Sardarji Jokes have been amusing, charming, and this book certainly magnifies that.

However, I must warn you, if you are not a fan of Sardarji jokes, you still might like it for its unique concept.

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Life has been very different after you left.

Nanamma for the very first time cried a lot. She tried not to lose her senses and all but then she has maintained her cool too.

Often we see her lying on one side of the bed. She doesn’t look on your side.

She watches serials and narrates the stories to us.  We listen but are unable to counter questions like you, Thatha. She eats less too. But she eats to live for us, she says.

Yes! You would be happy to know about the many good things that have been happening.

Daddy is much better now. Mom has knee pains but then she manages. I miss our meetings thatha.

All the articles we used to share and all my articles of mine that you collected. After you ledt us, I wrote very few articles Thatha.

There is no one to correct my articles or even collect them. Call me every Tuesday to tell me how much they enjoyed reading. Or tell me what I can write better.

I hope to get back to writing articles again, Thatha.

May be life will be much better then. But till then, I do miss you and our talks thatha. Hope you are doing good there in the heaven above.

Talking about the myriad things with your bereaved friends. Catching up on things at school or at college.

Here, you were constantly worried. I hope you do have some solace and are enjoying to the fullest with your little brother who left a couple of months before you did.

Please convey my regards to all.

Wamr Regards,

London [as you called me]

The book focuses on what has worked for the company. And, that’s what makes it appealing. They do not brag about huge things but urge to stick on the basics.

They complement their experiences with apt quotes from experienced bloggers/entrepreneurs. The best lessons learnt are the ones from experience and 37signals proves that.
Thank you Mithun for introducing me to this book.

Am pasting couple of lessons I found apt for Start ups in general.

Lastly, Thank you for reading .
Kindly leave your e-mail address, I will post the ebook to you.

About the exuberant meet at Mount Carmel College, Being a Saturday, the college was almost empty but at one corner in a Basement, a group of youngsters had gathered. With their surprised look, it was evident that they did not expect my friends and I, who did not look as young as them, to be afore the time mentioned. My friends and I took a stroll and then settled in the venue.

The college in the garden city was filled with trees and peace. And, as the poetry meet started, crowd gathered. Although I wanted to sit in the audience, I was to sit on the dais as I was the reviewer but my expressions in the photographs will clearly tell you how much I wanted to sit there.

Nevertheless, after the book release and the book review of Love in Verses, a collection of poems, released by a enthusiastic group in Bangalore, Poets Corner, the poetry reading had begun.

The poets began reading their poem, one by one. Most of them were college students and the emotions, the soft words they choose, their blind belief in emotions we’ve long forgotten and above all, the freshness and the honesty in their words was something worth emulating.

As Ruskin Bond said in the Foreword of his book Secrets, “When I was seventeen I had the experience of sixteen years and I could write on that.”

It is a beautiful feeling, I assume to start writing at a young age, you are filled with idealism and ideas you have a stronger voice. Like Anne Frank who poured her heart out without thinking much and just wrote crammed with hope though she could have befriended despair, you and I who are not so-young must learn from these youngsters how important it is to portray the truth and stick onto it.

However, they must also try out forms in poetry like Haikus and Sonnets to portray their exuberance. And, emphasizing on the same, our experienced poets at the National poetry meet at commercial street conducted a workshop and seminar.

Here’s a brief review of the National Poetry meet:

Diverse minds. Different cultures. One place. Third National Poetry Meet by XpressPublications.

Our venue was at the commercial street. But, there was nothing Commercial about the meet. Driven by the love for poetry, over 50 poets from different parts of the country [Lucknow, Manipur, Delhi, Kanpur, Odisha, Ahmedabad, Kakinada, Kerala, Goa, Vadodara, Nellore, Hyderabad and of course, from the city, Bengaluru] were present.

The meet started with the apt National Song, Vande Mataram and with the mixture of audience, Juhi Manjal, a poet from Delhi inculcated the right spirit of unity among us.

After which to carry forward the flame of unity, the lamp was lit by dignitaries present–Dr. Mohd. Fakruddin, The Haiku Specialist, Mr. Ramakrishna Perugu, a much celebrated Telugu poet, Madhumita Ghosh, an academician and a poet, Mangala Prathaban, Head, Fluency, Centre, Coimbatore.

Apart from the celebration of poetry, Anushree, a poet from lucknow, celebrated her birthday with all her new poet friends.

Enriching the audience with forms like Haiku, Dr. Fakhruddin explained the importance of forms and conducted a short workshop on it. He also introduced Zen Poetry to us. An example:

World I Beautiful

For the Blind,

Darkness

For those who love forms, the workshop was a treat as the workshop covered as many aspects in the limited time.

The workshop was followed by a talk by Poet RamaKrishna Perugu who reminded us to be socially sensitive and also, urged us to add intellect glamour to the field of poetry.

The sessions were followed by the much awaited book release, Parvathy Valasala  had introduced Indus Valley a collection of selected poems from poets across the country and Sunita Prasad had introduced Ah! Poetry to the audience.

The audience was enthralled and received these introduction with fervor and enthusiasm.

Dr. Fakhruddin encouraged us to write Haiku and spoke about his movement via the  Haiku Poets International  initiative.

Apart from all the sessions and the book launches, the eagerly awaited Rabindranath Tagore Poet award was given to Parvathy Valasala, also the co-Editor of Indus Valley collection for her poem “Silence of the Ruins”.

After a brief critique on her work and a steam of debate about conventional versus non conventional form, the atmosphere in the room was sprinkled with a symposium of varied thoughts.

And taking this forward, poetry recitation contest was held where poets in the room recited their poetry.  The ones judged to be best would be included in Poets’ Corner Initiative, Musings a Mosaic.

As someone wise said, all good things must come to an end and all things that end will make a new beginning again, the event end in distribution of certificate to all the participants who made efforts and took time out to attend this meet.

A special mention to the organizers of the meet, especially  Gopakumar Radhakrishnan for encouraging poets and also helping us learn the finer details of poetry.

Btw, our books, Indus Valley and Ah! Poetry were released there.

Here’s a peek a boo about Indus Valley [as in the pictures above]:

About Indus valley – 5th National Anthology

A gift by 89 poets from India and abroad sharing 123 poems to all Indians and lovers of India.

Price – 200 INR + postal charges

Mode of Dispatch : Directly to your postal address by courier

Mail you orders to : publishatxpress@gmail.com

About Ah! Poetry:

It’s an anthology of 55 poets across the country and beyond. A collection of 165 poems written in different styles. The poems are easy to read and one can understand the emotions and the underlying message, easily.

Here’s how you can have a look at this book: http://www.amazon.com/Ah-Poetry-ebook/dp/B007D0G65S/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1334142726&sr=8-2.

In local bookstores and online markets soon..

Thank you for the love and support. I have removed the poems and short stories as they are now into beautiful books as a collection.[On publisher's request]

Thank you for all the support and love. Hope you purchase the book. Mail me at sweetz.ritz@gmail.com for details. Check this for further details: http://nnivedita.com/portfolio/published/

Warm Regards!

Best part of the book: The well weaved novel and the issues, handled.
About the author: Seventeen novels old, Nicholas Sparks has written books juxtaposing love, issues and themes.Seven of his books have been made into films. Sparks has been dabbled with several careers after his MBA degree.

Complaints to the metaphors, oxymoron and other cousins,
In the spaced between the phrases
We’ve forgotten to feel the texture and
the warmth of these words,

Oh! So pleasant

Oh! So pleasant

Words spill their wilderness and rage

But evangelists of the alphabet

Vow to calm this fray

And Nudge to make their way

Between the strong headed words, smiles the conjunction

Counseling the lost ones, mentors the preposition

Gifting titles and names, Look! walks the aged noun

Behind it, like a shadow, tip-toes it’s alter-ego, pronoun

Aaargh! What is wrong with the naughty preposition?

It brings in a calamity with its untimely exclamation

Phew! It then shouts and screeches aloud

With its meaningless expression of joy, it stands out

Hurray! The words are now, happy and wide awake

Jubilant as they listen to the local folk tale of its make