||| MeLa ra LeeLa ||

||| MeLa ra LeeLa |||
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Today MoKatha on Nirvay talks of social behaviour of people in yesteryear of rustic life on getting together 'MeLa' for joy with a tinge of religious fervour and the meeting place used to turn out as a market place for shopping of domestic needs that an agrarian family needs for an year. The current times don't see that but witness Agri loan MeLa / this MeLa that MeLa . But a MeLa is a MeLa always !
Warm Welcome to this column on 27th Feb. '19 www.nirvaynews.com Have a Good Day !

||| ThiBa NathiBa Re |||

In between Exist and Non-Exist -

This Odia poem portrays the dichotomy in seen-unseen, heard-unheard and alike to put a surrealist in reality clear !Happy Sunday Friends ! ... Please click on image for full view of the poem. There is typo in the second line of the last stanza to read 'Bhrama' instread of 'Shrama'. Today 23rd Feb '19 on www.nirvaynews.com Page -15.

||| Neba ManashiKata : MoKatha |||

MoKatha today (20th Fe. 19) on Nirvay www.nirvaynes.com wonders of we the people of India on the art of receiving; wish the money could have spent in establishing ITIs atleast in each block so instead of unskilled labours there could have been skilled ones to work with honour and enough in earning of livelihood!!!

Wish you also have a say on it .... Good evening friends !!! (2oth Feb. '19)

|| MoKatha : Ganaka Guhaka |||

||| MoKatha : Ganaka Guhaka |||

Lat Wednesday that is 6th Feb. '19 the MoKatha columns of a three dimensional space of co-ordinates K: Knowledge L: Location and R: Resource one person can be represented with its objectives as points in three-dimensional space and further talks of the possibility of reaching out to each in society for which the mitra Guhak is computer now ready to work in tune with computational-social science. Odia knowing fb-friends please read, review and relax ! 

||| The Flame |||

||| The Flame |||

Looking at the flame I keep wondering
Looking at the flame I keep you asking.
I know you are not there to be seen
I know I am there to see an unseen.

Do they see you when do they prostate?
Do they hear you when they keep silent?
Do they talk to you when they call loud?
Do you hear them when they lie on ground?

I keep watching without a blink of eyes
I keep wondering with a wandering minds
But I keep going there as if you are calling
Tell me aloud why me again here coming.

Will you tell me where are you?
Will you show me what are you?
Even you don’t tell me this time
Still I will come to you without me.

Tell me how can me without me
Tell me what me will without me
Tell me where else I will go
Tell me what makes me so.
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Mahima Saranam !
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