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Although human beings share the same basic needs and desires, the planet is nonetheless filled with diverse customs, traditions, and religious beliefs. When so many differences exist in any given society, it will surely create disunity, confusion, and injustice for many people. Recently, an issue has been raised in a country that claims to be ‘tolerant’; however, its citizens, specifically its muslim citizens, are not being granted their constitutional rights. Since 1994, muslim school girls were banned from attending school because they were wearing the hijab (head scarf). Does it not seem ironic that while women are allowed to go out in public wearing G-string bikinis to wash cars for money and to eat in public restaurants wearing a bikini top, muslim girls are prevented from attending school because they want to cover their hair with a scarf? The subliminal message is that women who are provocatively undressed have more…
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- The Charcoal Train
- Leaves The Station
- After convincing the passenger Nation
- They’re all insane, with a functional Brain
- Savedby a Mysterious Engineer
- Always near, but never coming here
- The Conductor, a closet Queer
- Only One who’s seen the Spiritual Site
- He’s the One whose sight
- Is guided by the Light
- During the darkest of night
- On The CharcoalTrain
- Fueled by the money drain
- During the Day
- The riders memorizewhat to say
- Don’t speak unless spoken to
- Removed, innovative, driven independence
- You are toldwhat God would do
- Only the Conductor’s codemakes sense
- Promoting profiting prophets at your expense
- Just he can do the enigmatic Math
- Alone he maps out the path
- With GPS from the Mysterious Engineer
- Who’s always near, but never coming here
- Thinkers, their eyes are emergency blinkers
- They are hypocrites, movement sinkers
- Their breath proves they are demonic stooldrinkers
- The passengers…
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The Amazing Forests of Bandavgarh tells fascinating stories of Kings, White Tigers and a fort gifted to a brother. This is the last ( for now) and chapter 5 in the series on Bandavagarh .
Legend has it that Lord Ram gifted the fort to his brother Laxman ( do see my write up on Artifacts of the Samode Safari Lodge)
The Bandavgarh National Park and Tiger Reserve was once home to the White Tiger ( not spotted for the last 50 years now) and was the domain of the Baghela Rulers of Rewa. It was preserved by these wise rulers as a Wildlife sanctuary from the 17th century ( 400 years ago) when they shifted their capital from Bandavgarh to Rewa.
It is home to numerous…
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Created by Love
Into man God breathed the breath of life;
And God from his rib formed for him a wife.
From the very beginning God has shown His love;
A lasting love that can only come from God above.
We who know this great love are blessed;
Yet for most of us we complain like the rest.
We can choose to walk with the light of peace;
Our God is always and His love will never cease.
Recall the darkness when you called out for aid,
And remember the great cost He willingly paid.
So dear brothers, listen and heed my plea;
Remember the love of Christ and His mercy.
Become as one with Him as your living sacrifice;
Holy and pleasing to the one who paid the price.
You do not belong to this wicked world around you,
You are a child of God and you know that’s…
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Date travel :14 Sept 2013 – 22 Sept 2013
Day 1&2 – Sydney (Paddy’s Market, Sydney Fish Market, Sydney Opera House)
Day 3 – Blue Mountain
Day 4 – Featherdale Wildlife and Grand Pacific Drive
Day 5 – Snowy Mountain
Day 6 – Canberrra (Floriade and Cockington Gardens)
Day 7 – Great Ocean Road
Day 8&9 – Melbourne (Queen Victoria Market, Fitzroy Garden, Street Art)
If you are given the chance to look at yourself from a distance, completely detached, would you like what you see?
This is Karenina’s question for our monthly challenge. My post is long overdue. But I think better late than never, eh?
I don’t know how to answer this. How do you even start rummaging within your soul without destroying something in yourself?
I have attempted this before. Doing a little introspection. Reflecting about the person I have become. To be honest, I have barely skimmed the surface. It is like plunging into the ocean and believing you have seen and understood its vastness just because you got wet.
I am not who I think I am. There are things about myself that contantly surprise me. Just when I think I know her enough, she goes and does something completely out of ordinary. How can you figure out someone that…
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