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I am committing sacrilege by writing about a Marathi book in Ingrazi (English.) My justification is that I am writing for the off chance that some bilingual person who has lost touch with their roots is inspired to revisit Marathi literature. After taking that high moral stand, let me come to a book grounded in …
When a person goes to ‘the gym’ regularly, and does ‘the diet’, and follows ‘the program’, there is only one way in which that person’s true success at the gym is recognized, no it’s not measure by the amount of pounds lost, nor by the no packs in the abs, or the waist size, nor …
जब ता’लीम का वक़्त था, हम मोहब्बत में मसरूफ़ थे, दुनिया-दारी सीख न पाए, बस बहते ही रह गए, कोई मसला नहीं, क्यूंकि जब वक़्त आया, तो तुम्हींने दुनिया-दारी सीखा दी, काश मै अच्छा तालिब-इल्म ना होता, माद्दियत से बच कर अपनी रूहकी मा’सूमियत महफ़ूज़ रख पाता, मोहब्बत में मसरूफ़, अंटा-ग़फ़ील, मख़्मूर, बेवक़ूफ़, यही हमारी …
