My country India has been under the tremendous stress from some foreign insurgent groups. They play rhapsody with innocent lives . The road is completely lost for them. They are the messenger of Satan.
The innocent , commoner suffer all through. There seems to be no remedy. The process for peace is now on hold , to reflect the popular sentiments.
We are committed to create a world of love , compassion and understanding. We want the flowers to bloom in the garden , the nightingale to sing in all seasons ,colorful kites sway in the clear blue sky.God when will a day of this nature come ?
The rabbit and the puppy will play in my corridor , the sound of Tagore song will reverberate the whole area. This is the type of world I wish to sustain. The grass will sing that day !!!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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