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 Hi, Friends, I am thankful to Almighty for release of the poster of my first Album of Gazals, TUM MERA AAINA HO GAYE, by Red Ribbon Company, Mumbai  and pleased to share the news that my four Gazals will be shortly available on Red Ribbon. TUM MERA AAINA HO GAYE is the first gazal from this album, composed and sung very soulfully by reputed Music Director Rafiq Raja Ji and l am Producer and Lyricist. Rafiq Raja Ji is associated with film industry as a singer and Music Director, since last twenty five years and has earned identity on international level too. I deem myself lucky to be associated with him.  I am a multi-lingual poetess, translator and Numerologist, having 97 books ( In hard print  and on KDP) written by me in my literary treasure, but unexpectedly, this is my first Album of songs, initiated at the ripe age of 71. Invoking Blessings of the Almighty and well wishes of  all of you for success of my first album.  RAJNI CHHABRA

 

NO GAINS WITHOUT PAINS **************************** Sharing with all the voracious readers on global level a small event, related to life of common man, hoping that it will provide a positive direction to your thought process.  In a village, a hard -working farmer, putting his best efforts used to spend all his day, toiling in his field. Scorching sun, rainfall, shivery cold, he used to cope up with all the seasons equally and kept himself engaged in work. When harvest matured, he used to sleep for whole night, putting his cot in the fields, for guarding the harvest. He also used to light bonfire so that no animal causes any damage to the crops and for sake of his own security too. No sooner had he finished cutting crop and heaved a sigh of relief, the landlord rushed to the spot, to recover his debt. The fields had been mortgaged to the landlord since last o many years. He grabbed more than half of the crop and poor farmer was deeply disappointed. One day, with an unhappy spirit, ...

  OUR CONSTITUTION FRAMER Integrity, solidarity and prosperity Were the keywords, occupying your mind When you were framing the Constitution of India. We are basking in the dense shade of Your blissful, mature thoughts. Downtrodden could get redress coz You were our inspiration on the path of progress.  We are heartily obliged to you Our  respected mentor. Dr. B.R. Ambedkar.

BE YOUR OWN JUDGE *********************** Today, I am sharing with all the voracious readers a very old story; but it has relevance with our life even today. In a village, a potter was following his ancestral profession since so many years. He used to shape up clay and turned it into form of *chillum. A huge banyan tree, with wide stretched branches was growing since last so many years in the courtyard of the potter. Its branches seemed as if with extended arms, it was inviting passers-by to come and relax under its shade. When passers-by  passed through that village, they  were tempted to relax under its dense shade; sat their for sometime; filled * chillum with tobacco and enjoyed a few puffs from *hukka and moved on to their further journey, feeling utterly relaxed. Once, a saint stayed in that very village for a couple of days. He observed that very often, passers-by halted under the tree, flourishing in the courtyard of the potter, relaxed under its shade; took chillum fr...