FELINE

Tied to the shackles of humiliation

I am a free citizen of a free country

My head held high not with pride

But to attentively listen

To master's untimely commands

Lost is my respect in the whirlwinds

Of slavery and no one;

No one other than me can filch it back.

It's time to awaken; stimulate my dead spirits

And move freely stealing graceful movements

 From a feline.

NATCON 2012

Greetings.

I invite you all to Natcon 2012:  A Two Day National Level Conference on "English Language and Literature : Across Cultures" organised in collaboration with Tjells. We look forward to your scholarly essays in the Conference.

All details about the Conference can be had from our web site www.tjells.com. Kindly visit and know about it.

I also request you to communicate this to as many people as you can and encourage them also to contribute and participate. 

Co-Editor
Tjells Jounal
Ankita Khanna

The Soulmate

A touch, when outshines

thousands of words

leaving behind other forms

of communication

you are sure to have been

touched by your soul mate.

The eyes, when, lock

only to express fondness

and admiration leaving behind

complaints and demands

ignoring your follies,

appreciating your strength,

you are sure to have been

looked at by your soul mate.

The voice, when appears

unusually soft and melodious,

conveying words; spoken – unspoken

displaying honesty

in each syllable,

you are sure to have 

heard your soulmate.

Ankita

A Word of Caution

All is effortless and seems doable

When you walk on your feet with land beneath

Might underestimate the frantic storm

The hurricane waiting for you underneath

The flow of current might harm you

You walk into the sea unaware,

Nameless beings hidden in the darkness

Waiting unanimously to get their share

The water inside is frozen and iced

Never, can be anticipated from the coast

It appears you will get the hold of all

However, can get despair at the most

This poem was written with a special purpose and  does not present my usual writing style. However, it is close to me for some unknown reason.

Ankita 

Love is in the Air!!!

Falling in love is a beautiful feeling; and almost all of us must have fallen in love at least once in the life time. Love is not related only to the person of your dreams neither it is confined within the boundaries of physical love. It is about loving everything you admire, anything that makes you smile; any thought that makes you glow. Love is all pervasive; love is all around.

No one can mange to escape from its gentle clutches. It, like thin fragrant air surrounds you from all around, without making any effort and when you realize that you are in love; all you feel is pleasure.

 It can be pleasure of watching the sun rise and it can also be a pleasure of playing hop scotch with roadside children. Though we fall in love but the fact is it makes us rise, rise above the people who do not find love in nature’s minute things, the people who do not notice love in child’s innocence.

If we carefully observe this world we would realize that each and everything is a product of love. For instance books are product of writer’s love for words, grains are product of farmer’s love for his land and children are result of their parents’ love for each other.

 Ironically, even the machine guns and bombs used for destruction are the result of a scientist’s love for his experiments. Whether or not we accept the fact but we all are made up of love and believe me we all are in love!!

Book Review - I too had a Love Story

My last read "I too had a Love Story" composed by Ravinder Singh was awesome. When compared to his contemporary Chetan Bhagat, he scores over him in content but loses when it comes to style. At few places it seemed a bit more dramatic than required--a little more fictitious than real! But his art of narration, well constructed sentences and contemporary writing style makes it a massive hit amongst youth.