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  PREVIEW Sky Is the Limit: The Poetry of Hope and Awareness 'The Sky is Limit' by Rajni Chhabra is a landmark Anthology of Rajasthani Poems, translated by her into English, tinged with the placid beauty of diction and wordsmithery. The book is rounded out by many budding as well as the famous signatures of Rajasthani Poetry. Many people feel a strong urge to write and a considerable proportion of them have a desire to express their thoughts and feelings through the powerful, often emotive medium of poetry. The poetry she published in the past couple of years is pleasingly diverse, recognizable and has a unifying style. The poems in this new book engage in various formal and thematic experiments and yet the works embody the same spirit and sing with the same voice. She tends to reach peak intensity in larger works that afford her the space to stretch out, gather momentum and amplify resonance. In an era when there is a great temptation to offer consoling sentiments, she...

    COMPLEMENTS by JUD BOWNESS for SKY IS THE LIMIT    ******************************************************** This Anthology of Verses SKY IS THE LIMIT, translated from Rajasthani into English by multi-lingual Poetess and translator Rajni Chhabra is significant in so many ways.  These trans-verted poems open door of words from Rajasthani language and shed light on culture, traditions, natural surroundings and geographical conditions of beautifully distinct land. Becoming a doorway through which these fantastically talented poetesses can be seen and heard . It enlightens, educates and surfaces points of view otherwise would be lost by a wayside. It's so refreshing to be able to read, understand and absorb the bravery, beauty, kindness and emotions written and displayed by such talented writers. These 25 enlightened poetesses give more than simple images that reach out through words and feelings and give their hearts to a world that otherwise would nev...

  PRELUSION             to   SKY IS THE LIMIT ******************** After soulful thanks to Almighty for His choicest blessings for successful completion of my Anthology of Poems, trans-verted from Rajasthani into English, I would like to extend my heartiest thanks to global readers for constantly devouring my all literary works. 'Sky is the Limit' is my eighth translated Poetry-book from Rajasthani into English as target language. Choicest poems of Twenty five luminaries of Rajasthani Poetry have been anthologized in it. Privileged to announce that it is first Anthology of Poems of Rajasthani Poetesses ever translated into English. This English version offers a variety of emotions and thought processes of 25 Poetesses , contributing passionately for enrichment of Rajasthani Literature. Translation helps literature to travel. It is a means through which writers can speak across generations and culture. Translation is perceived as communicati...

 TRUE WORDS ************** Rivers that mingle into sea They remain full of waves Rivers that mingle with worthless destination They will get thorns only Without striving with waves Can lap be full of pearls? Without struggling with thorns Can favourite destination be attained? Without getting scared of pitch-dark nights O, human! Keep pacing forward in dark nights In dense layer of light You are sure to get one or two stars Even if your path is stony Don't be scared , O, human! Keep moving ahead. Embrace this uneven land, with open arms You might be confronted with pointed pebbles But don't get disheartened You will be bestowed with precious stones From lap of earth.  

 WISH ****** O, my heart! You become like ocean That encloses rain In its lap But, for sake of  Turning into cloud again O, heart! You become like cloud That transforms again For sake of filling   Lap  of earth.

 DESERTED VILLAGE ******************** O, Hawk Kuckoo! Tell me Why don't you sing in *Sawan now? O, Black bumble-bee Why don't you dance on flowers now? Why *panghat is devoid of water now? Why *Choupals are deserted? Why doe not move with galloping pace  Young Gopal in mango-grooves? Mango-groves have dried. O, Nightingale! Why don't you sing? Without cattle, habitat seems like graveyard Fields are deserted as all are migrating to towns O, milkmaid, why don't you measure gush of milk now? Why don't you mix *mishree in butter of Kanha? Shade of Bunyan and Peepal tree sheds tears Branches have dried up Now, who enjoys swings on branches of *Neem O, Sparrow! Why don't you sing in sweet and shrill voice  Waiting for beloved gone to foreign lands Why don't you reveal your heart now? *Choupals : community space in village  *Sawan : monsoon  * panghat: community well  *mishree : sugar candy

 I ASPIRE FOR SUCH A WORLD ***************************** Forehead of  the earth is glorified By bright crimson Sun Azure  is blue The moon has milky glow Plate of sky is  Ornamented with stars Birds fly chirping Singing in unison Soft, cool wind blows Enchanting bloom all-around I aspire for such a world Every home has place for worship Evenings and mornings echo  With hymns and prayers Hearts of human-beings are filled With feeling of intimacy Relations are never hurt by Falsehood and deceit Elders are held in esteem Sweetness flows in speech Human-beings, animals, group of children All behave affectionately No distinction of caste-creed prevails Nobody nurtures jealousy mutually I aspire for such a world Prosperity reigns May the conflicts be curbed  Our country progresses by leaps and bounds Granaries are full of crops always Literacy and literature spread  Trade of weapons comes to an end Universal fraternity prevails I aspire for such a world Drin...