TRAVELLING FOR KNOWLEDGE
When we travel far, we observe lots of things
Like a highflying kite, which is tied with string
This was a way to be healthy, wealthy and wise
People sleep early to travel long, and early rise
In ancient times the knowledge was not bookish
Wise man travels day and night, unlike a sluggish
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Tharparkar, a sprawling desert district in southeastern Sindh, Pakistan, is a land of striking contrasts where vibrant cultures thrive amidst harsh living conditions, where golden sand dunes stretch endlessly under a relentless sun, and where the indigenous communities once displayed remarkable resilience in the face of adversity. With a
We are witnessing not just the collapse of peace, but the slow, suffocating death of collective conscience.
From Sudan’s scorched villages to Gaza’s shattered streets, from Yemen’s starved cities to Myanmar’s bloody countryside, and now to Kashmir’s trembling borders — the world is breaking into
We search for life’s hidden meaning,
Unraveling the secrets unseen.
Miss Neeta J. Lalwani, a poetess from Ulhasnagar, India shares her two Sindhi poems with English translation
Neeta J. Lalwani is based in Ulhasnagar, Thane, Maharashtra state of India. By profession, she is teacher. Her poems are published in Hindvasi
To let ignorance rule is to let decay set in. But to nurture reason, even in the darkest of times, is to light a fire that can guide generations.
Sindh, with its rich heritage of learning from Shah Latif to Sachal Sarmast, must remember that its true strength has never been in power or wealth, but in wisdom.
Let us choose the harder
