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 SHACKLES Shackles are shackles By whatsoever name These are known May be known as teeka-rakhdhee Or be named as mangla-sutra, bangles Anklets or bichhia But Shackles impose  Only bondage Whether it be of iron Or of gold. My English Transversion of A Rajasthani Poem of Monica Gaur *  Teeka, rakhadhee, mangla-sutra, Bicchia ornaments of ladies worn respectively on forehead, neck and feet.

DEW  Instantly vanish With touch of hand And evaporate in sand Droplets of dew Is it dew Or dreams of  A youthful girl--- Rajni Chhabra

  ANNOYED MOON The moon  Sitting on my table Playing with my pen Demanded of me When will you scribble Songs glorifying me Music of moonlight  Couplets of silence Lyrics of love Hmm  In getting included my verses You will have to ignite yourself Fumed and scorched in heat Can you be that much red? Can you solve---problem of hunger? My pen versifies  Only romance of truth That is why It seems unpleasant to masses Since then, the moon is annoyed Stretching on my table Close to my pen. Rajni Chhabra  

 Books of Rajni Chhabra published by India netbooks 2015 to 2022 Books of Numerology & Nameology  1. Comprehensive Guide for Career Orientation  2.Comprehensive Guide for Nameology 3. Namaank-shastar 4.Numerology Guide for Health Issues 5. Numerology Guide for Matrimonial Alliance 6. Ankshastar ke Adhaar Pr Vyvsayik Margnirdeshan Translated books from Hindi and Rajasthani into English 7. Aspiration ( Hindi Poetry 'Aakanksha'  by Dr. Sanjeev Kumar) 8. Initiation  ( Hindi Poetry by Dr. Dinesh Dharmpaul) 9. Swayamprabha ( Hindi Poetry ' Swayamprabha' by Dr. Udbhrant Sharma) 10. A Night in Sunlight ( Hindi Poetry 'Ek Raat Dhoop Mein' by Rajendra P Joshi) 11. Language Fused in Blood ( Rajasthani Poetry 'Paache Kun Aasi by Dr. Neeraj Daiya) 12.  The Sun on Paper ( Rajasthani Poetry by Late Om Purohit 'Kagad' ) 13.  In the Art Gallery of My Heart'  Rajasthani Poetry by Late Sanwar Daiya) Hindi Poetry 14. Aas kee Koonchee Se 15. Baat Sirf Itni Si Edi...

   IN THE ART GALLERY OF MY HEART To catch a glimpse of  Light  diffusing from the North I twist my conversation With you This is my habit   Once, you start shedding tears And smile on being flattered Wiping your tears You thrust your head On my shoulders With a fixed gesture of your hands This a a good habit of yours    Crazy after this gesture I am still hanging  In the art gallery of my heart This captivating portrait of you . MY ENGLISH TRANSVERSION OF RAJASTHANI POEM OF LATE Sh. SANWAR DAIYA JI