Treasure Island

Tribhawan Kaul

(01-01-1946 / Srinagar (J & K) India)


Perceptions are deep rooted
Unacceptable are challenges
Roadblocks greet changes
Weak are not to throw tantrums
But to tow the lines
How long? There are asking signs.
Why decisions are made with the flip of a coin?
Strange are the ways to leash the future!
Head or tail an opportunity to decide
Devising the ways
To counter or to chalk out strategy
Yet the destiny does not recognise
Power of currency
That is the beauty.
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Submitted: Sunday, March 02, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 03, 2014

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  • Shahzia Batool (3/3/2014 12:12:00 PM)

    Yet the destiny does not recognise
    Power of currency
    That is the beauty.....

    Bhaijaan what to say here...what a potent write up! different in its own right, a new subject...

    a vote of thanks for your kind appreciation on my urdu work...i value the precious kind words!
    Shahzia (Report) Reply

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