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Vivekananda, A Spiritual Billionaire - Aalok Biswas
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Speakingtree.in Daily Shortlist 12 Jan, 2013 Vivekananda, A Spiritual Billionaire “It’s bad for a preacher to be young, don’t you think so? I do, as I did all my life. People have more confidence in an old m.. By Anshul Chaturvedi | 7 Responses Science Of Possibilities Swami Vivekananda’s views on humanism are derived from the Indic philosophy of adhyatma- vidya, says SWAMI RANGANATHANANDA Vedanta calls the p.. By Swami Ranganathananda | 3 Responses The Monk Who’s A Youth Icon SWAMI SHANTATMANANDA of the Ramakrishna Mission reminds us that Swami Vivekananda is a great motivator of youth and has a timeless message which is a.. By Swami Shantatmananda | 31 Responses Your Strengths -3 -- Practical Spirituality - 46 What goes round, comes round, cause and effect, what you sow is what you reap are phrases we have all heard but seldom really, really considere.. By Dr Kaity Cama | 13 Responses Thought of the Day Be grateful for whomever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond by Jalaluddin Rumi View More.. Word of the Day Tithe : A one-tenth part of something, paid as a voluntary contribution or as a tax or levy, usually to support a Jewish or Christian religious organization. View More.. More On Speakingtree.in You are getting this information since you are a registered member of www.speakingtree.in. Click here to unsubscribe to these notifications Join our Communities on: Times Internet Limited, 'I world' Tower, DLF City Phase5, DLFGolf Course Road, Gurgaon (Haryana) Sent from BlackBerry® on Airtel
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MY PASSION by Haminia Haar
I love God with passion
I think of Universe with passion
I speak with great passion
I fight for the Truth with much passion.
I love kids with passion
I listen to music with passion
I read, write with passion
I help people in need with passion.
Drink water with passion
I run on the green fields with passion
I walk, talk with passion
I dream with open eyes with passion.
I laugh with high passion
I embrace life and you with passion
I love dance with passion
I like tender kissing with passion.
I like Moon with passion
I touch gently with all my passion
I love Love with passion
For Earth Beauty I live with passion.
Haminia Haar,
3rd December 2013
Saturday, January 5, 2013
HOLD ME by Haminia Haar
Hold me my sweet flame
Hold me for a while
I know it won't last forever
Keep me in your arms whenever.
Give me your power Light
Warm me in your heart
Take my mind and soul in you
Take care of me and love them, too.
I'll smell your perfume
I'll drink your sweet wine
I'll dance with your breath in Paris
In the holy cup of Venice.
Join our love in One
Souls, bodies, white rose
Let us fly to the end of love
Feeling the trinity of God.
Live into my heart
Festival of souls
Oh, Lord, what happens in your love ?
It's the wonderful divine Love !
Your divinity
Melt me drops of sea
Thy words make me drunk of sweet love
So gentle kisses touch my blood.
Hold me my Unique
Never let me go
Our love is eternally
Music sounds so beautifully.
Haminia Haar,
3rd December 2013
Thursday, January 3, 2013
RAPED MIND by Haminia Haar
When you were in your mother's womb,
You swam like the golden fish feeling so good..
When you came to life smiling so loud,
You felt the warm arms of your mother, so proud !
Happiness and love surrounded you,
Sweet Paradise on Earth was shining to you..
No grey cloud, no ugly things you could see,
For your parents' dream for you was to be free.
Free to know life and believe in God,
Free to learn, to love and respect the Lord's word.
To become a great man, to serve life,
To shine over the sky and stars so bright !
Later, the children' s friendship you knew,
Dancing in smile and laughter with not so few.
The first love thought came to your pure mind,
Amazing the feelings you felt were so kind !
Years have passed, you want to forget,
So empty time without your mother you met.
She went to God whom she loved so much
You lost her love, her embrace, her dear touch.
Nobody knows what happened to you
After your good father left the small house, too
With a bad woman, by your thinking..
You forgot all your friends and understanding.
Black clouds covered your mind suddenly
Nothing was good like before unfortunately,
New friends with black caps surrounded you,
Scotch and drugs instead of food they gave to you.
New times have come, now you are a Man..
New things to do, you are so sure you can.
How beautiful life, you proudly say ,
No worries, no work, almost nothing to pay..
Stealing a bread is so easily,
This country is so big, the people friendly..
You can cheat them quickly smiling free.
You are happy but why nobody can see ?
Your mind observes everything around,
Elegant villas cost a too big amount.
Why so many luxury cars here ?
Why the girls show their smartness so clear ?
This is a part of life you don't know,
You plan with your friends to discover it how..
Start to walk and travel up and down,
Fury comes to your mind thinking you are clown.
Some people laugh, they have everything..
You take drugs instead of food, you have nothing.
Men and women have love partners, too
Girls or women didn't accept you, so true ..
Fury grows to your body, higher..
The cells of your blood start to burn in fire,
It's time to ask your friends what to do
Yes, to convince a girl to make sex with you.
I'll buy some bottles of wine, you say..
To share it with friends who can help in a way,
With drugs and alcohol in your veins,
You'll have the necessary courage, no pains.
Where to find girls, you start to think..
Somewhere in the darkness with no human being.
In fact, the place for sex no matter
To fulfill your desires is much better.
All friends agreed with this solution..
Even raping the girls is a good portion.
You all decided without fear
To feel ecstasy or death is the same, rare.
The next evening you started your plan.
What's on hell so hard to find girls for you, men ?
Plenty of them everywhere on street
Walking up and down is easy them to meet.
Seven young men raped repeatedly
A beautiful smart student from New Delhi,
With brutality without fear,
Not thinking of the justice for her tear..
It was 16th December, Sunday..
When she was going back home as every day,
Before Christmas thinking of wedding
With her friend who was her accompanying.
Shock, students protests, marriage no more,
Parents crying on their fly to Singapore.
For their sweet daughter will never live,
But in their minds and of the authority.
The killers used an iron bar, too
Tens of rapes were not enough for mad like you,
Wanted to revenge your lack of love
And sent the helpless girl to die like a dove.
You broke her life, you destroyed her dreams,
None of her thoughts about happy wife will stream..
What was in your mind and your friends', same ?
Now, you contribute to the national shame.
What society can accept you ?
No one can live in rapists country with you,
What justice allows the men to rape ?
Is India a country to blame ?
What is this place that you live in ?
Where women are threatened with abuse and kill.
Who was the monster of the nation,
Took the women's rights and left for vacation ?
Students protests covered all country,
For Government to punish the killers fiery.
It's not possible to accept them
To live free to rape and kill, they are not Men !
The rapists should pay with their life..
New laws must be taken to protect the Right.
The right to work, to walk, to live free
All the women in the world must free be !
It's time for women to protest strong
When the men humiliate them so much wrong,
Not let anybody else make crime,
Like those seven men who raped the girl in line.
Let your sister to go to school and learn,
Don't let her being touched by a dirty sperm.
Let your mother show her creativity,
To work free where she feels good, sincerely.
Woman are the best in life we need,
We must protect them very much, indeed.
God created them beautiful Light,
To give birth to Life eternally so bright !
Haminia Haar,
1st January 2013
NEW TOWN KIDS by Haminia Haar on Tuesday, December 18, 2012 at 3:38am
A silent Friday, beautiful heaven
Covered New Town and Sandy Elementary School last week..
The happy children aged six and seven,
Were jumping of joy holding their parents' hands in the street..
How wonderful thoughts crossed their childish mind,
Santa Claus giving to them lots of amazing toys and sweets..
Parents singing Christmas carols all kind,
Gentle embraces and kisses before Jesus Christ to meet..
Teachers waited for them inside the school,
With large smile giving the kids a pretty hug and their true love..
They didn't know they were used as a tool,
For madness dreams come true in a lost mind never watched above..
Emily, Catherine, Madeleine..., so nice names,
Holy angels they were on Earth but hearts are broken today..
They won't come back to society's games,
Innocence, pureness, faith in love are ever lost away..
Speechless, shocked minds remained their parents' heart,
No birthdays, graduatings, weddings will take place any more..
Barack Obama's tears are not enough,
To stop the whole suffering which brought the black flag like in a war..
How beautiful was Victory Soto,
The most devoted teacher who gave her life to save kids, sweet..
She fills our soul and mind as Motto,
For sacrificing her deep knowledge before God's Son to meet..
Candles, lights, flowers and tears are now,
Regrets for not being able to see the Evil in mind..
New laws are requested to rule this Now,
To stop buying guns, nothing can fill the space of a lost child..
Are we all helpless in front of madness ?
Hard to believe it happens in the first country of the Earth..
We are God's loved children full of kindness,
And we must change all these horror behaviors since birth..
We must fight for Life and Humanity,
We must share the warmth of Sun rays in happiness and great love,
Fulfill God's wish to live Eternity ..
And make the birds of Paradise dance and fly for us like dove !
Haminia Haar,
17th December 2012
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