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PAIN-UNIVERSALIA – POETRY FROM INDIA

How painful it is! You decorate yourself for somebody And he has no time for you. Jernail S. Anand, an eminent poet from India, shares his poetry Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, based in Chandigarh, is an Indian poet and scholar credited with 170 plus books of English literature, philosophy and spirituality. He won great Serbian

Merely Living and Living with Purpose

Merely living reflects the meaningless emptiness known in philosophical terms as the Existential Void In contrast, living with purpose emphasizes consciously setting a goal for one’s life. Abdullah Usman Morai | Sweden When the journey of human life begins, in childhood, living simply means eating, playing, and sleeping. But as

Rain Water – Poetry from China

Rain water cannot wash clean the world’s filth Cannot scrub away the copper rust in the heart… Chu Zi is a writer, poet, calligrapher and painter Chu Zi, whose real name is Zhou Qiong, was born in Xiangtan City, Hunan Province, China in the 1960s. He is a writer, poet, calligrapher and painter. So far, he has created 23

The Mighty Moringa: Life-Giving Tree

Once regarded as a modest backyard plant, Moringa is now being recognized by scientists and nutritionists as a powerful weapon in Pakistan’s battle against child malnutrition. Adapted to thrive in Pakistan’s arid conditions, Moringa grows fast, requires little water, and is nutritionally dense in every part – leaves,

Travel through Time to Year 2000

Every July, as the monsoon clouds drift over my city, Moro and the winds carry the scent of distant mountains, a vivid memory returns to me like an old friend. It was July of the year 2000 — a full 25 years ago — when I embarked on an unforgettable journey to the northern areas of Pakistan. A journey that wasn’t just about