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Rajasir

Date Joined: May 1, 2008
Last Login: Nov. 12, 2008

15 Comments by Rajasir

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1 Rajasir 1 month ago Context

There is a definite flow in the write, and I did want to continue it but unfortunately, after three minutes from now I will have to face load shedding.So may be next time.
You are a very good writer.
Bless you
Rajasir


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1 Rajasir 1 month ago Context

Your write provides a very distinct idea that you have a very deep knowledge of the economic world, but what I liked more was the way you wrote it, and I have no hesitation in declaring that the writer is more emphatic than the economist.
God bless you
Rajasir


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1 Rajasir 1 month ago Context

Thank you very much.


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3 Rajasir 2 months, 3 weeks ago Context

I often find people with anxious, worried, dismayed faces and I smile because I see through them. What I see then is the struggle they are going through, both privileged and underprivileged.

A man can live life either as a No or as a Yes. If you live your life as a no, you become a warrior; you are constantly fighting. Then life is just a struggle, a war and you are fighting against everybody else. Of course it is a losing war, you are bound to lose.

One can't win against the whole; the whole idea is stupid. But it appeals to the ego. The ego always wants to say no. No is nourishment for the ego. Yes is creative, yes is the way of the creator, the way of the lover. Yes means surrender. If no means war then yes means surrender; surrendering to the whole, trusting the whole as a friend and there is no need to fight, trusting life and existence. Learn to say yes, learn to be yes, and a total yes. Don't hold back anything and don't make any conditions on the yes. And you will be surprised: life starts growing in leaps and bounds, life starts becoming such a splendor, such a beauty, such a grace that one cannot even imagine it. Life can become an unending ecstasy. All that is needed on your part is to open your doors and windows. Say yes to the winds, to the sun, to the moon, to the rain, to the whole.

You must be surprised to read these lines, and you should be because you are not at the moment in the plan of Yes and from your own vantage point you are watching this YES only as a mute spectator. Come, join the party of YES and be part of the whole, and you will see that the divine bliss which the poets boast of in their poesy will be in you, with you, around you, and as a result you will be a bliss, an inseparable part of the whole.

I love you all
God bless you
Rajasir
3rd June 2008


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2 Rajasir 2 months, 4 weeks ago Context

Hello friends,
I am Raja Sharma M.Sc.(Physics),M.Tech.(Metallurgy),M.A.(English). I have been teaching English literature to university students for about 24 years.
I have posted some works on Storymash as well and I declare that I have got very good support from the administration and friends here.
I have my website
http://rajasir.com where most of my works can be found. I write poems,stories,articles and essays.
I would be delighted to have an exchange of thoughts and sentiments with my learned friends.
Bless you all
Rajasir


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1 Rajasir 4 months, 4 weeks ago Context

Thanks,mate


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1 Rajasir 5 months ago Context

I believe that the concept is going to be very encouraging and interesting.Many writers will get a chance to show their writing talent.Well done Storymash!
Rajasir


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1 Rajasir 6 months, 2 weeks ago Context

I don't think there is any other site that matches Storymash,and I am not saying this to flatter or to be in good books.I have been writing on many other sites but Storymash is a kind of resort for me,where I pause and reflect alongwith enjoying the work of many other writers.The beauty of the site is that it gives you very clear and straight guidelines and everything runs smoothly.
Bless you,
Rajasir.


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1 Rajasir 6 months, 2 weeks ago Context

It's luring in its own style.
Rajasir


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1 Rajasir 6 months, 2 weeks ago Context

Thanks my friend,
I would love to read some of your works.These days I am busy preparing my students for their final exams of Master's level.It is quite encouraging to get a line or two from you from time to time.Bless you.
Rajasir.


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59 Chapters by Rajasir

It was a world very much confined and alien to others....
Tags: art, fiction, literature, stories
It was curious that he did not call others in the hospital patients but he addressed that family as patients
Tags: advice, bones, disease, information, medicine, science, suggestion
She knew that she had to do something....
Why is he saying,"You are watching CNN?"
How can I find corner seats if the room is round?
She was on the verge of losing her life....
I am Nihal Singh
No, my friend, I am not relaxing, I am....
All you need to do is to find your thorns and remove them...
You have to find your way to town.....
Sometimes, coincidences play a very deciding roles in life..
We hate people for not so big reasons.....
I admired the courage of my predecessors who had the courage to last for about two weeks in that class.
I have never been so lonely in all my life.
I can carry my own burden and I don't want any hand extended towards me to support me.
or I should say after the Philosopher that life is Meaningless.
The Divinity knew that a sage was born..
You can imagine what would have happened next.
..all the awards would go to grammarians...
...but now I konw that she lives among stars.
I wrote this topic because I felt like telling people that there is always a limit to the deeds which go against the elemental forces.I know that we meant well but something has gone wrong.
"I sell my body because it is my profession but to protect your house is your duty," said the woman.
They have nothing to offer to the world.....
" He was my son........"
The letter had to be translated,for it was written in Arabic.After a week long search, she found her old classmate....
It was a pure accident,sir....
It was a pure accident,sir....
The clouds would appear for a while and move away,as if teasing them....
"You are whiter than any other white known to me,"I said coyly and embraced Hari tightly.
She was like a fairy to him...
Then she rushed towards her hut and pulled the broken mirror out of the sack.She looked in the mirror and her wet eyes were asking,"Is this love?"
The story is same but the place and time are changed
YOU CAN CALL IT A LOVE STORY IF YOU WANT...
I could not do injustice to her
A short story set in the post-colonial era
A short story set in the colonial era.
Once I thought of giving my own ending to the story but then I thought that it would be an injustice to the poor mother's tale........
White Mrs.Benjamin did not seem to be less than a fairy to Golu, and he would whisper,"Fairy mother...Fairy mother..."
"What is the point in going now?" she took a big sip of the drink," I have no relation with them now".
"I will be back in a moment," said he and entered the bathroom,next to the staircase.He opened the tap and put his face in the washbasin.He began to sob, and the running water didn't let his tears stay on his face.
The story presents the dilemma of a father who cries alone for the mistakes of the others
...then I committed suicide... My curiosity turned into fear.
It was quite dark now.Suddenly, I heard a shriek on my left.....
I could not meet the stare of those deep blue eyes.
"Not much of a marriage,merely a formal ceremony to bring your new mother home.Then there is a party".
"You will not play any tournament.We can not afford to pay for the white dress you need to play the matches," the mother seemed to be helpless. Rajasir.
I could not wait to hear what he had to say,and,hiding my tears,ran out of the room. Rajasir.
"I forgive them," smiled Jesus.
Is the world so cruel that it can not bear to see Christ reincarnated-Rajasir.
The first day of Lord Jesus Christ in New York City.Rajasir.
IT IS A POETIC PRESENTATION OF THE IRONY OF FATE Raja Sir.
While boarding the train,she was uncertain whether she was going to Bombay as Mrs.Rasheed,or as Mrs.Pandey.Life was a mirage to her. Raja Sir.
The ultimate destiny of a lovely woman was too cruel to be descrived as the God's act.The lines were ringing in her ears,"I will find a handsome bridegroom for my Parvati,my goddess." Raja Sir.
one night's darling of many was again brought back to the miserable reality of her own life-Raja Sir.
My son is my asset sent by Christ.
“He, who finds happiness within, his joy within, and likewise his light within, is the Yogi who becomes divine and attains to the beatitude of God (Brahma nirvana).
FIND YOU HAPPINESS WITHIN,YOUR SATISFACTION WITHIN,YOUR UNIVERSE WITHIN -Raja Sir.
IT WAS LIKE ARCHIMEDES SHOUTING,"EUREKA!EUREKA!" AFTER HIS DISCOVERY - Raja Sir.