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When The Angels Danced On Their Heads: A Greek Folklore
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Divine Justice: A Retrospect of life’s Quandaries
‘Do you believe in ‘Divine Justice’?”, suddenly my younger daughter asked that day. “Why are you asking this question? You know, I don’t believe in anything illogical ! There is…
Haiku On Haiku
“Can you haiku?”, Yes, you can. If you have an effusive heart which feels others’ pain, beholds the beauty around and discern the Almighty within, you can haiku. Whatever is…
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