[CLOSED] A land of glory, a land of antiquity, India. A history spanning more than 5000 years, there is no dearth of topics to discuss. What we bring here right now is a comprehensive knowledge about the different languages in use in this great and...
Parichaya Lekhaka- Damodar Behera Jibana jahara parara akhi ru Jharaya ditopa luha, Nara nuhe siye ate naradhama Ye kathati janithao. Katha dei jie katha rakhenahi Bujhenahi kaha mana, Manisa nuhe ate se adhama Pae nahi sanmana. Muha dekhi jie parenahi jani Antarara pratichabi, Taku ki kahiba anubhabi jane Se kiba bhabuka kabi. Dukha dekhijie kahenahi thare Aha pade manisare, Pasu tharu hina patharara prana Jien thau thau mare.
Translation:
Identity Writer- Damodar Behera The person who is the reason for others' tears is not a man, he is a demon. Those who never keep promises, never understand other's feeling, they are not human, they are miscreant who never get respect. Those who can't read soul by seeing one's face they can't be called experienced, they can't be called emotional poet. Those who never console a sad person are even worst than animals, they have no meaning of their life and are dead inspite of being alive.
As translated by G.U.Pope To us all towns are one, all men our kin, Life's good comes not from others' gifts, nor ill, Man's pains and pain's relief are from within, Death's no new thing, nor do our blossoms thrill When joyous life seems like a luscious draught. When grieved, we patient suffer; for, we deem This much-praised life of ours a fragile raft Borne down the waters of some mountain stream That o'er huge boulders roaring seeks the plain Tho' storms with lightning's flash from darkened skies. Descend, the raft goes on as fates ordain. Thus have we seen in visions of the wise ! We marvel not at the greatness of the great; Still less despise we men of low estate.
