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Published on 04th Dec. 2019 Nirvay Odia News Paper .....

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Sunday: the day to get prepared for tough times ahead .... Better to visit fields in Sundays and more now is harvesting time ! Good Times ahead !

On the way to Khandapada on 1st December 2019.

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27th Nov. 19 Niravay MoKatha .....

27th Nov. 19 Niravay MoKatha .....

MOVES

Moves and moves on chess board Moves and moves on cross road. Moving away from where it is Moving to fancy appears rosy. Unknown comes ahead, unknown Gloom brought on moves chosen, Thinking moves smart and bright Every cunning step plucks plight. Steps taken in pitch dark ditch Not seen there sees a witch Deadly cobweb of spider giant Gets in storms of winter ghost. Don't move, don't move to it Quicksands lead to the ditch Winter  takes away, the peach Fruit forbidden gets dead itch. Moves strategic as chess player Tunes bizarre on clumsy guitar  Gets once on the lonely crossroad Melted , wilted times have its load. ........................................................................................ Hrushikesha Mohanty, Doyens Township, Hyderabad ...................................................................................... ReplyReply allForward

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Remained pushed to forlorn yard

Memories grey but still whispered. 

Will not visit  again that on soft feet

Will not show its cold bald steely grit.

Let it not come, not it wanted

Let it not come, all here dead.

Laterite lying silent, clay fertile 

Will it ever get greenly smiley?

Questions thrown from all sides

None wants it into own milky cups

Cups in white, marble gold rimmed

Backyard gossip snoops toxic languid.

There, feet never again will reach

Blood-red sores on toes, no to itch.

Steps seen and stung for bleeding 

 Backyard, dark love quiet inching.

Will pervade yard back to the front

Will intertwine among left and right 

Will it descend into the color unseen

Will feet forget  the shore not sworn.

Neither promised nor assured ever

No hurry, sing the song you sailor

Known the song, known the tune

Footsteps on sand silent to moan.

The yards, the roads and the arches

Stopped to dance, old tunes and lyrics

Confused and compromised seen sky

Empty yards yawning nonchalant shy ! 

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Silent to all, what happens aloud
Solitude pervades near around.
No one sees what is seen
where is't? where has it been?

All left, got dispersed way out
Nobody there to hear and shout.

Quiet the sea at the moment 
Gathering and wailing the hell tempest.

Standing in solitude of wet sands
Crusts of waves knocks and breaks
The roars muffed; maddening  silence
Wobbling stump stands in vengeance.

Boat floating at far in sight
Lighthouse bleeds at shore in plight
Silence gripping around it seems
Diminishing self cuts into pounds.

Melting and spewing once dormant volcano
Silence pounds on living room piano
Silence sways the house left and right
Self to resurrect winning over its plight !
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From chothaa to echothha .... a long space covered n temporal line landing hands-off on both books and ebooks. Who does want to browse while chothha or echothaa being served for the grades ..... today MoKatha on Nirvay touches chothaa-mahatmya with sanguine feels ...