<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581566" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Valmiki In Bhopal</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once<br>At the bank of river Tamasa<br>Someone killed a karchana separating it from its mate</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Those who used to make a living<br>To them was uttered<br>A hot blast of condemnation<br>And this blast gave birth to <br>The first culture of humankind<br>From the furrows of the plough was germinated<br>A far-reaching revolution...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seeta<br>The child of my fields<br>Seeta<br>The mother of my green crops<br>Seeta<br>The future of my golden harvest...<br>And was written<br>The Ramayana: The odyssey of the Lord Rama</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today<br>At the bank of a lake<br>By the wind carrying Death within it<br>Were killed<br>So many fathers, so many sons<br>So many beloveds, so many mothers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today<br>Won’t there be any more transformed robber<br>Whose<br>Poetic voice would announce<br>An inevitable anathema<br>To that way of life<br>Which, bewitching with the will-o-wisp of development<br>Dries up the foundations of future existence<br>Won’t there be written<br>With union of crops and steel<br>A new epic<br>Whose name would be<br>Manavayana: The odyssey of the humankind?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Navakanta+Barua">Navakanta Barua</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581566" data-title="Valmiki In Bhopal de Navakanta Barua" data-description="Once At the bank of river Tamasa Someone killed a karchana separating it from its mate Those who used to make a living To them was uttered A hot blast of condemnation And this blast gave birth to The first culture of humankind From the furrows ..."></div> </div> </div>

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