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MORAL CRIMES AND LOSS OF CHARACTER

Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness. *It is a pity those who have no sense of morality act as the final arbiters of character. *When we look critically around, we shall find we are in the company of soft criminals – soft because law does not detect them, nor bring them to

The Stone City – Poetry from Albania

Where the feet tread, Memories come down, Cobblestone alleys. Nurie Baduni, a poetess from Albania, a beautiful country known for high mountains, rivers and lakes, shares her poetry Nurie Baduni, born in Saranda, Albania, graduated from the University of Gjirokastër, majoring in Education with a specialization in

Basra existed – Poetry from Iraq

I used to visit there night and day, When sun and moon were locked in intimate embrace. Faleeha Hassan, a poet and writer from Najaf, Iraq, based in USA, shares her poetry Faleeha Hassan, a poet, teacher, editor, writer, and playwright, born in Najaf, Iraq, in 1967, now lives in the United States. Faleeha was the first woman to

Haiku Poems from Croatia

A passing freight train In the grip Of childhood memories. Goran Gatalica, an eminent poet from Croatia, shares his Haiku poems Goran Gatalica was born in Virovitica, Croatia, in 1982 and currently resides in Zagreb, Croatia. He finished both physics and chemistry degrees from the University of Zagreb and proceeded directly to

SAJDA: THE THANKFUL GESTURE & MAN’S GOOGLE PLAY

The Great Sire deserves our ‘Sajda’, our whole hearted obeisance, our love, our respect and a promise, not to violate his commands They join their hands, and bow down, and sometimes just lie prostrate, in order to impress upon gods that they are in ‘sajda’, in a posture of absolute thankfulness, and surrender to