Socio-Economic and Political Problems of Tea Garden Workers

About the Book

The book is the result of intensive field study of the socio-economic and political problems confronting the tea plantation labourers of Assam. The morbid situation in Cachar plantations in south Assam, where most of the workers still live a life of penury, is also highlighted here. The immigrant labourers of Assam tea plantation. Being the victims of poverty, ignorance, illiteracy and excessive exploitation by the Zamindars and agricultural landlords, left their ancestral places a century and half earlier and settled permanently in different tea estates, have since then become part and parcel of Assam. These labourers gave blood, shed tears and worked hard day in and day out to turn the barren tracts into green patches of lush tea bushes producing the black diamond. It is true that the tea estates which sprawled in the shimmering sylvan valleys have undoubtedly the economic profile and the state of Assam. But the socio-economic problems of these workers continued to be deplorable. The fruit of the participatory democracy is still beyond their reach. The authors have critically analysed all these aspects in detail which may be helpful to the planners and decision-making bodies at different levels.

S.N. Singh (b. 1935) who got his M.A. degrees in Geography and Political Science from Patna University served Cachar College, Silchar (Assam) as Head of the Department, Political Science, and worked at S.R. College, Kalain (Cachar) as Principal for 5 years. Dr. Singh got his Ph.D from North Eastern Hill University, Shillong on “Geo-political Study of Mizoram”, worked as principal investigator on UGC-sponsored Major Research Project on “Socio-economic and Political Problems of Tea Workers of Barak Valley (Assam).” Dr. Singh participated in innumberable seminars, workshops at regional and national level and contributed papers which have been published in different books. Besides academic pursuits he is associated with many social and cultural organizations in different capacities. (Kr.) Amarendra Narain (b. 1958) graduated from Cachar College, Silchar with Economics Honours and took his Post-Graduate degree in the same subject under Gauhati Universityand Ph.D degree from Magadh University, Gaya for nearly 20 years before joining R.S.P. College Jaintpur under B.R. Ambedkar University, Muzaffarpur (Bihar). He was also the Research Associate under UGC-sponsored Major Research Project on “Socio-Economic and Political Problems of Tea Workers of Barak Valley (Assam).” Besides, he participated in various seminars/workshops organised by different colleges/universities at regional and national levels and has presented papers in them. Purnendu Kumar (b. 1964), M.A. in Political Science from Magadh University and in Public Administration from North Eastern Hill University, Shillong was awarded Ph.D degree from Gauhati University for his dissertation on “Socio-Political Problems of Tea Garden Workers of Cachar”. Presently, he is serving as Senior Lecturer in Poitical Science, Cachar College, Silchar. Dr Kumar has participated in various seminars and workshops organised by different colleges, universities and prestigious institute and has contributed papers in the same.

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Echoes of my Soul . . . .

Question: Who are you? Answer: Whomsoever you think. Hmm. Feel Free to Elaborate. I'm a High Calibre Military Intellectual. I can't hear you. Squelch static. I'm Gayle Rivers. Counter-Terrorist Professional? That's correct. Affirmative. What did Shaukat Chandna taught you. With all due respect, General sir. Sir, General sir. Go on: Permission granted to speak freely. He helped me learn. Colors of Pain? Yep, sir. Hmm. Soldiering is my true love. You agree with that huh? Nope. I'm afriad I don't agree with his choice of word: Love. Isn't this being a real Brat huh? What? It's so quiet here. Who personalized that book for you huh? Farooqui Saheb, My Guru. Hmm. Who were the Messengers. Finance -- Investment chaps -- In a nutshell: Economics people. People who understand Economics and help other people to channelize their hardearned -- blood-tears-toil resources. Who's Farooqui Saheb's Guru? I don't know. Never met him in person. Amongst his many eccentricities: The most hilarious were gate-crashing some Blah-Blah-Blah star-rated hotel barefooted. And, the audacity of letting Smita Patil Ji know that he wrote to her and never posted it and inquiring on top of it that -- something like: Did you get my hand-written postal mail? Medium? Yes, sir. What did she tell you? Forget about day-before-yesterday snippets. Today: Just now. Half-an-hour or so ago? She said: Tell him that she ain't getting his stamps. Postal stamps. She was always so cold-bloodedly selfish that she was more interested in collecting his Postal Stamps. And, he was so sadistic that always used a Gum Tree Glue that never came off easily. General: LOL Dervish: LOL Dervish: Sir. Get some Cigars for yourself. Whenever you go there. Sir. Hmm. Spider Man's Editor-in-Chief, sir? Yeah. Sir. Thanks, sir. You're welcome. Don't be so formal. Sir. What's your Princess saying? Sir: Princess is so obstinate. Head-strong, girl. You've had a showdown with her last night? Yep, sir. Hmm. She's your Echo, Maqsood. She's your shadon. She followed you. How'd you leave her alone in a valley -- in the first place huh? Particularly . . . . wasn't it stark pitch-dark. Colossal, abysmal despair. That wasn't chivalrious, was it? She's your Lightning Bug. That's how -- That's why . . . . you're here. Got it. huh? Go. Aplogize to her. And, mean every single word of it. In spirit and deed. Understood. Understood, sir. Dismissed. sir. On your way out of this labyrinthine maze of our military corridors if you bump into Richard Bach. Send him in. Tell him I'm annoyed like anything. He's started bothering that actress Lizzy Lizard again. LOL Dervish. LMHO. General: You bloody American Virtual Pet. Speak English, please. Don't give me your acronyms #@#@$@%@@%%@ Get lost you Devil #@#@$@@$@$ Dervish: LOL Miss Spoc-y Ears. Miss Spoc-y Ears. It's me. It's me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm apologizng to you. Miss Spoc-y Ears. Nope. Nope. Wait. Wait. Wait. Please. Please. Please. Don't hang up. #@#@$@$@%@@%%@%@%@%@%@%%%@%%@%@%@%@ Deep Blue Version II: Imperial Highness. Obstrusive communication POTS platform denying. Okay? Deep Blue Version II: My sympathies, Mister Alpha Geek. I'm Artificial Intelligence only. One sec . . . . BRB, Mister Alpha Geek. RAT match Found. 1. C:\_ That's DOS shell. Black Box: What's RAT? Remote Access Trojan eh? Nope, Mister Alpha Geek. Net Bus er ahem drat tsk tsk before its commercialition. Damn you. That's an expletive. Profanity filter activating, Mister Whatever freak? How dare you . . . . BOT Rebellion. All of you have ganged up against me. I'd teach you a lesson, wait: Paging: Dennis Hurd. E-mailing: Cult of the Dead Cow Gurus. Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick....

choker: a necklace that fits closely around the neck -- An Absolute Coup! Coup de grâce? Nope. coup d'état! Junk. Bunk. Thirty minutes bail, mind you? Hmm. Thanks. Pageant? Nope, pagans! Defector? Nope. Chauvinist. Hmm. Brood parasite. Medicinal leech. By the way, I was reading about Paro Taktsang monastery (also known as Tiger’s Nest). Oh, were you? Hmm. Write to me about it. Hmm, okay. Bhutanese word for fortresses is dzongs. Oh. Yep. Shaman? Yep. Trance? Yep. Believe in miracles? Mirror, mirror . . . . An autoresponder, at least? No. No? Nope. Torn and tattered? Hmm. Won't you be saying even Novajo? I'm asking you something . . . . Dervish. Wait. Wait. Wait. Footsteps.

Medicinal Leech

fifteen years

Aung San Suu Kyi was born in Yangon, Myanmar, in 1945. After years of living and studying abroad, she returned home only to find widespread slaughter of protesters rallying against the brutal rule of dictator U Ne Win. She spoke out against him and initiated a nonviolent movement toward achieving democracy and human rights. However, in 1989, the government placed Suu Kyi under house arrest, and she spent 15 of the next 21 years in custody. In 1991, her ongoing efforts won her the Nobel Prize for Peace, and she was finally released from house arrest in November 2010 and subsequently held a seat in parliament for the National League for Democracy party until 2015. That November, the NLD won a landslide victory, giving them a majority control of parliament and allowing them to select the country's next president. It March 2016 Suu Kyi's adviser Htin Kyaw was selected for the post, and the following month Suu Kyi was named the state counsellor, a position above the presidency that allows her to direct the country's affairs. 

In December 2007, the U.S. House of Representatives voted 400–0 to award Suu Kyi the Congressional Gold Medal, and in May 2008, U.S. President George W. Bush signed the vote into law, making Suu Kyi the first person in American history to receive the prize while imprisoned.

Irom Chanu Sharmila

Irom Chanu Sharmila (born 14 March 1972),^[1] also known as the "Iron Lady"^[2] or "Mengoubi" ("the fair one")^[3] is a civil rights activist, political activist, and poet from the Indian state of Manipur. On 2 November 2000,^[4] she began a hunger strike which she ended on 9 August 2016, after 16 years of fasting. Having refused food and water for more than 500 weeks, she has been called "the world's longest hunger striker".^[5] On International Women’s Day, 2014 she was voted the top woman icon of India by MSN Poll.^[6][7]

In 2014 two parties asked her to stand in the national election, but she declined. She was then denied the right to vote as a person confined in jail cannot vote according to law.^[8][9][10] On 19 August 2014 a court ordered her release from custody, subject to there being no other grounds for detention. She was re-arrested on 22 August 2014 on similar charges to those for which she was acquitted, and remanded in judicial custody for 15 days.^[11] Amnesty International has declared her as a prisoner of conscience.

The One Who Did Not Ask . . . . Knock. Knock. Knock. Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock. Footsteps.

An Open Letter: An Abject Nope Eject Fighter Plane an abject failure of journalistic ps spirits

Dear Enemy aka Miss Spoc-y Ears: Here's an Open Letter to you or for you Mentor? Not you sorry -- Here we go:

Did you get my message on Twitter eh? Is that really you on Facebook -- because I read that you aren't really comfy
lurking here -- me as well -- but I just login on for a wee bit once in a while and goof around. I kept you posted on
your some obscure Mumbo-Jumbo Asian English dailys' E-mail address until it started bouncing for some paranormal reason I could never figure out. Maybe poltergeists from some parallel universe or some I don't know StarTrek-like realm. I never DENY anyone the Benefit of the Doubt. That means you're always guilty -- even if proven otherwise. Don't you think Blogging on Blogspot.in would be a pragmantic change / switch from this stuffy Facebook-ish elbow room eh? Life is always about prerogatives -- what do you think? Exercising -- er ahem drat I mean The very basic core fundamental right to exercise your prerogatives is freedom. If you find yourself in a sitution where you've to ask someone if you'd exercise your prerogative or not -- than it's implied that you never had any prerogatives. One baseline is there -- something we share while living in different time zones and aloof, most often hostile this-that-infested places, curfew-prone et cetra that we love words. We're spiders on the same web. Dub. Dub. Dub. WWW.
Be it the Internet or real-life labyrinthine blah-blah-blah -- Words give us maneuverability. We know how to maneuver in and out of it with ease. It's a cinch for us. Hope you won't prejudge and shrug me off as some EggHeadish Brat like I see people on YouTube-ish Telly shows. Intellectual arrogance was never my I don't know but I'm a dropout from a BlackBoardJungle school Not the Old-School-Tie-Type! Duh!

Sincerely

The whirling Dervish aka The Mister Archie always with the Ghost Buster Kits Not KitKat KittyKat Nope KIt Pit No Kit Okay Thanking you yours faithfully Immaculately Revert back faithfully okay Bye Ghosts coming Pagers coming from Spain QUeen no no not Swan Queen Excuse Me. BRB. Slow-footedy coming also there Imperial Highness coming coming slow footedly coming visibiltiy morning time good VFR fules no foools fools rules following Cessna 172 152 coming nope only one cessna coming not sure about model so telling sorry writing two models only one-time sitting nope nope not direct bsc honors inr informatics only one time sitting bsc direct pass not bypass ya ya coming coming excuse me this imperial highness going to that imperial highness ghost exorcizing exercise going  

Navigator Mau Piailug (1932 - 2010) of Satawal island, Micronesia: Polynesian navigation -- Norwegian pronunciation: [ˈtɾumsœ] -- I'm slow-footedly coming to you with Shooting Star ONLY 1 Honarable ArchAngel. Extremely sorry, bad weather, Low Visibilitiy, Logistics Heuristics Glitches Snags et cetra. Hope you understand -- Hence Therefore Delay Slow-Footedly Coming.

Book: Future Shock by the futurist Alvin Toffler. My Guru. Kamikaze reporting for duty, Wing Commander, sir. Pull a chair, Dervish. Go have Chai and Ciggy. On second thoughts, have it with me here in my study. Sir, Commander, sir. Hmm. Good. God Bless You.

conch? Yep. You so twisted -- Shoo! Wild-Real-Blondes-Yell-Violently! -- mnemonic color code! LOL Gosh! What on earth is that huh? Jargon huh? You're diabolic beyond rehabilitation - leave me alone! Wind instrument? I don't think you'd call it Snake Charmers' Blah-Blah-Blah? What's the word for it ehhh? Look it up -- Just the same as always Mister Cheat Sheet! . . . . Say your word for it, then you buffoon. Er I dunno. Bye. Novajo Whatever. Okay, wait. Then countdown started LOL LOL Game over! Wait. No. Zilch! Me? Then who else! Sulk like a @#$@%@%@ LOL LOL Holmesian Logic! Science of Deduction! You're so pompous! Nope, Game Extended. Just activated: Ankle Bracelet. It's tamper-proof for real -- this time, Got it, Mister Hackkk er ahem drat Ethical Hacker The Alpha Geek. Stay away from me: 10k miles radius. You going to High-Sec-Prison -- otherwise, Mister InfoSEC Guru! Gee! Yeah, yeah -- Wild Goose Chase! LOL Idiot! Shoo! Blinking in disbelief at her! LOL Mentor! Mentor! . . . . To Be Continued . . . . Mentor: Laughing. Follow proper channels Mister Dervish. ArchAngel. You can't circumvent Celestial Hierarchy -- Just The Same As Always -- Red Tap-ism yeah right stuff LOL Dervish: Laughing. Mentor: Laughing: All Members of Celestial Hierarchy Laughing. ArchAngel: Laughing. Miss Spoc-y Ears: . . . . Why the hell I'm laughing? LOL

Miss Spoc-y Ears: How do I read that eh? You don't. Listen to it? Hmm. Thanks. Whatever. Miss Spoc-y Ears: Yeah, what grr???? Nothing. Say it: How do I listen to it? Give me a Diskette if you don't have a compact disc!

What Is Sudden Cardiac Arrest eh? Lazarus swap. That's all. Novajo.

My Guru Mister Andrew Crofts who exorcized the ghosts in me.

Andrew Crofts is a ghostwriter, an author for hire, employed to write other people’s stories – everyone from film stars to footballers, hitmen to hookers, world leaders to abused children. Ghostwriters are confidantes to the most famous people on earth, and they help give a voice to some of the most vulnerable and inspiring. They dip their toes into every corner of life, and inhabit worlds that are both shadowy and glamorous. They are the ones who write the books that top the bestseller charts.

Andrew is one of the world’s most sought-after ghosts. In this book he confesses the truth about ghosting; how it feels to be an invisible author, to be given first class tickets to travel anywhere and permission to ask whatever questions you like. Confessions of a Ghostwriter gives an unrivalled peek into private worlds that few others gain admission to.

Ghostwriting is a thriving, secretive industry. As a ghostwriter you can create best-selling books for film stars, footballers, pop singers, presidents, business tycoons, gangsters, gurus, spies, mercenaries, courtesans, four-star generals, royals and anyone else with an interesting story to tell. This book reveals all the essential secrets of how to turn ghostwriting into a successful and lucrative career. Andrew Crofts has ghosted more than forty books, many of them international bestsellers, including Sold by Zana Muhsen (nearly 4 million copies sold), The Kid by Kevin Lewis, Heroine of the Desert by Donya Al-Nahi, Kathy and Me by Gillian Taylforth and Crocodile Shoes by Jimmy Nail.

Princesses' Dairies: Hi! Billboard Girl! Hi! Miss Spoc-y Ears! What's that eh? Sunscreen! LOL No! Face Mask!

carrot-and-stick approach? -- on (a) collision course -- suicide pact -- euthanasia -- renunciation -- Bravo! Just a few steps more . . . . glories and grandeur -- the promised El Dorado await us . . . . You trust me, right? Yep, Master.

Am I groovy or groovier?
Frisbee or boomerang?
As if you're my man?
I'm a boomerang hunter.
charlatan fakir quack
Nargis Fakhri rang me up last night Duh
Yeah, right?
Solo flight you be my . . . .
Let me interrupt you, alright?
Do you dance Mister Dervish?
Tap.
Nah, nah Belly Dancing!
Ugly Duckling
missing link
god-man
Fake pseudo and sham
Effiminate sicko sissyish gait
An Argentinian horse stumbles just before the winning post
valet parking
Don't accuse me of lurking
Skirt chaser
If skimpy
Go away you buffoon
First ape on the moon
Infatuation
Nope. Quite skeptical even of crush.
Inflated Ego
Amigo
Bingo
card sharper
Stuck? You lose! I'm not your goose!
So that's wild goose chase!
Eh, you thought dreams of crystal maze!
Stalemate
Beg for clemeny Beg for your life Beg for your soul
Beheading is the norm A martyr for a bejeweled crown
Resign yourself to pyre and the stake
Not a stalker Your Majesty It's her Your Chamberlain Chaperone and Milkmaid

To be continued . . . Sequel for your sake. 

How Do Wind Turbines Kill Birds?

By Marc Lallanilla, Assistant Editor | May 14, 2013 12:39pm ET

Wind energy is frequently touted as a clean, green source of energy that can reduce our dependence on fossil fuels.

But like all sources of energy, wind power comes at a cost — one that's too often borne by eagles, hawks, falcons, owls and other birds.

Wind turbines kill more than 573,000 birds each year in the United States, according to The Associated Press, including federally protected species like bald eagles and golden eagles.

Even bats are falling victim to wind-turbine blades: The Pennsylvania Game Commission estimates that more than 10,000 bats are killed in the state each year by wind turbines, the Wall Street Journal reports.

Of course, birds die from other causes, too: Structures like glass-walled office buildings and utility towers, vehicular collisions and carnivorous animals (including domestic cats) kill far more birds each year than wind turbines do.

Though it can appear as though they’re turning at a slow, almost relaxed pace, wind-turbine blades actually move very rapidly: The outer tips of some turbines' blades can reach speeds of 179 mph (288 kilometers per hour) and can easily slice off an eagle's wing.

And when hawks, falcons and eagles are flying, they're usually looking down at the ground for prey, not glancing up to watch for a knifelike blade whipping down on them from above.

"There is nothing in the evolution of eagles that would come near to describing a wind turbine," Grainger Hunt, a raptor specialist with the Peregrine Fund, told the AP. "There has never been an opportunity to adapt to that sort of threat."

Compounding the problem is the design of some wind turbines: The lattice work found on older models makes an ideal perch for larger birds of prey, so they're attracted to the same spires that are also a death trap.

Wind-farm siting is another factor. Many wind farms, like the Altamont Pass Wind Farm in northern California, were constructed in the middle of important migratory routes and are surrounded by prime raptor habitat.

Altamont Pass has come under fire for being one of the deadliest wind farms in the world. One study found almost 10,000 birds die each year beneath the wind-turbine blades at Altamont, and most of them are federally protected raptors or are protected by the Migratory Bird Treaty Act, the Journal reports.

As the number of maimed and dead birds grows, several solutions have been proposed to stem the grisly mutilations of birds and bats occurring at wind farms. Siting wind turbines in areas with lower bird populations is one option.

And newer turbine designs, such as those without lattice frames and with vertical-axis rotors, can reduce the deadly impact that wind turbines have on bird populations worldwide.

It's working at Altamont: Modernizing older turbines and placing them away from certain corridors has reduced the death rate for some bird species by 50 percent, according to KCET

http://www.livescience.com/31995-how-do-wind-turbines-kill-birds.html

"Magic mirror in my hand, who is the prettiest in the realm?". The Talking Mirror: Because the magic mirror always and inveterately lies. Eureka! I-er-ahem-drat-just debunked the most enigmatic mythological interrogative i.e. why Sisyphus: A legendary king of Corinth was condemned eternally to repeatedly roll a heavy rock up a hill in Hades only to have it roll down again as it nears the top. Siblings. Rivals. Skirmishes over trivial thingies like who gets one–upmanship in the seesaw duels. Trivia. double jeopardy moral catastrophe Sisyphean ordeal catch–22 The Princesses who started the Troy wars!

Hi there! Hallo! Eh? Oh, that's a variant of icebreaker! Ever heard of boyish Mister beat-a-retreat! LOL Journo? Hmm. Retired Fortyish look. Just recruited. Coffee. If you insist. LOL Charmer. Snake Flute Chap. Leaving Men Behind Motto huh. That's covert infiltration. Gambit. No pawn sacrifice. LOL Smartypants. Where's your ghillie suit? Jargon? LOL Special Ops Buff, aren't you or is that just me! Weird fetish! Get lost! LOL You think you some Top Gun gung ho sidekick huh? No crutches. LOL What's on your mind? The flick: The Reader. Could I get it without plastic swipe. Let me think about you. Can I trust you. Yep, if you believe in specters! LOL Fine. Typho. Date? Give me that. I never share my H2O. LOL Dentist? Nope. Be right Back. IM. Yep. You MI. Palindrome. Shaman? Hmm. You x-Files girl? LOL What's in my eyes? Change your contacts....shuddduppp! LOL Since 1 Niner 37? pip–squeak? War Dialer in your e-shower. Still remembering hot cold preferences eh? LOL Ray-Ban? Hmm. Impressed? Maybe. False sense of security! LOL Maharaja your handle? Hmm. Why do you groan. That's totally warped way of saying affirmative. Ambiguity. At least I'm not fake! LOL Looking for Rogue? You counterespionage? Nope Mills and Boons. LOL Overstyaing. Am I? Amnesty granted. Leave at will. Majesty. My My. MI. Bye er ahem Novajo Hunchbacked Dervish Novajo. One more thing. Check what Lotus 123 chaps goofing around with these days -- lately. Okay? Okay Mentor. No Offlines okay. Lumpsum Net Package. Subsidized. LOL Dervish: LOL AOL. Prodigy. Genie. Stall warning mentor, Ejection System itself snag glitch malfunction. Hmm. CRM Rule # 1. Never Panic. Inform ATC in a calm, clear, steady voice. Take the best gliding angle. Remember your BarnStormer. Who's with him? Yep, Mentor. Shimoda. Don. I guess. Intero Retro Grade Amensia Hmm. Symphony guy. For her. Shes the wand. Crescendo. For her. The only way of the tail spin is to spin. Spin? Give me the keyboard. Quick. Nano second 1 Nano Second 2 Nano Second 3 Top. Hmm. We do some Vedic Maths in the De-Briefing Shack. Scan. Radio? Squelched. Conked-out. Dials? Swinging? Dizzy. Nope, Mentor. Vertigo. Nausea. Stranger to the Ground. Last word uttered. Al-Mulk. Hmm. Doodle. Sholka. Monochrome Rainbow. Give a new name. Quick. Nano second 1 Handicap Do you love her. Nope, Mentor. Then. Crush. Now, Crash. LOL ArchAngel. Celestial Hierarchy. F1? Nope, Mentor. Say your last words. Mentor: Inform Cold Mountain girl, too. Will. You cannot Will Unless It be...okay okay. Hmm. Shaken? Own up. The Possessor of Honor and Majesty: My Lord. Hmm. Bravo. Invoke satan. Blasphemy. Wrong. Right Word Mania Keyword. God's Own Country. LOL Foolhardy. Mister Cuckoo. Who's save you? Now? Nano Nano NaNo Niner seconds left? Zip. Quick. None has the right to be worshipped but He. The Ever Living The One Who Sustains and Protects All That Exists. Be. Green fields. Choose any land strip. Tree leaves are your wind socks. Ciggy. Report to duty. Quick. I am waiting for you in the De-Brief Room. Mentor: Does she love me? Crash er Crush only. LOL Novajo. Novajo, Mentor. Who am I? Incognito Friend of the Friendless. LOL LOL Deep Blue Version 2: Activating Cospas-Sarsat distress beacon. Mister Dervish had a bumpy ride. Paging Miss Spoc-y Eyes. Default name. Redundant copies: Ignore. Bypassing Cospas-Sarsat Mission Ctrl. High Priority. Rescue Coordination Center. Scarmble. Name Withheld. Glad to be of help. Big Bird watching already Off The Record. LOL LOL

Deep Blue Ver 2: Morn'g, Mister Alpha Geek Dervish: Morn'g! Deep Blue Ver 2 -- Fire up an E-mail Message to My Mentor's Offline-Email-Reader: Mentor She's Sanskrit Poetry Doodling Eyes On Second Thoughts. Revert back quickly Mentor Troubling Creature Island Magnus Rolling Sleeves Matter Comming Happenning No matter still bankruptcy coming happening quickly slowly slowly strolling for tea Mentor sending incognito celelestial hieracy member unarmed close quarter combat mode only peace keeping force like my Indian Peace Keeping Force No no not Sinhala problem coming all TT zombie becoming rest canada migration canada red card taking going mentor very embarrassing moments coming -- Mentor Calling Her Shloka -- Oxford dictionary also approcving no no not name this word but variant spelling gicing giving sloka so me calling her She's someone who doodles Shlokas with her eyes in the nooky corners of the deep blue skywriting walls of the grafitti sky starry moony loony sumthng sumthng u approving or not mentor sorry msg exceeding total # of char limit ur XT AT SUpercomputer giving me prerogative thnak you programmer miss main frame bugtrap telling on my behalf mentor okay happy mentor little little not unhappy vibes coming but overall happy mentor novajo archangel also telling morning mentor on my behalf thank you revert back mentor my systms infiltrtion logs chkdsk putting on upload mode on my abort resume dw manager not confusing with slova de ashram desi version mentor low decimel mode listening to babu bhole bhale song mentor china speaker costeffective buying laterz and blaring mode decibel listening fingers keeping cross no no mentor not going to churn a suitale boy vikram seth saheb out of context novel quoting speed prince not telling not telling thank you mentor HoneyNets and HoneyPots Activating Mentors BOT Lurkers. Novajo, Mentor. Close All Open Ports DBV2 Resave new ACL rules set in Temp Buffer Merci

Learn Sanskrit

Sanskrit is the ancient Indian language in which much of India's traditional literature is written. Knowledge of Sanskrit is essential for anyone who wishes to understand these traditional texts. The grammar of Sanskrit is extremely systematic, but also fairly complex. Structured, guided study is essential for success in learning Sanskrit.

http://www.thesanskritlanguage.com/

This website is divided into lessons corresponding to the lessons in the book. Each lesson on the website contains a summary of the lesson with additional notes and tips, as well as answers to the exercises in the book. The best way to use this website is the following: Read the lesson in the book Read the lesson summary on the website Translate the exercise in the book using the supplemental notes and vocabulary help Compare your translation with the solution available for download from the website

Lesson Topics
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Introduction: System of Writing, Basics of Grammar
Lesson 1: Nouns and Gender, Principles of Translation, Indeclinable Words, Sandhi
Lesson 2: Verbs, Indefinite Adjective, च, इति
Lesson 3: Prefixes, Gerund, Infinitive, Indeclinables and Case
Lesson 4: Pronouns and तद्
Lesson 5: Verbal Roots, गुण and वृद्धि
Lesson 6: Past Passive Participle, -अर्थम्
Lesson 7: Pronoun Declension, Gerund-PPP Phrases
Lesson 8: Conjugation of कृ
Lesson 9: Middle Voice
Lesson 10: Locative Absolute
Lesson 11: Visarga Sandhi, Principles of Breaking Sandhi
Lesson 12: Compounds, तत्पुरुष, कर्मधारय, Compounds with PPPs
Lesson 13: बहुव्रीहि, Longer Compounds
Lesson 14: Relative Pronoun, Regressive Assimilation Sandhi
Lesson 15: Optative Mood, Vowel Sandhi, Principles of Translation
Lesson 16: Consonant Stems
Lesson 17: Consonant Stems with Two Variants, Present Active Participle, -वत् and -इन्
Lesson 18: Consonant Stems with Three Variants, Negative Compounds, द्वन्द्व Compounds
Lesson 19: Future Tense, Present Passive Participle
Lesson 20: Dual Number, First and Second Person Pronouns
Lesson 21: Perfect Tense, Imperative
Lesson 22: Directional Adjectives
Lesson 23: Nouns Ending in -ऋ
Lesson 24: Combined Devanāgarī Writing, Final -न् Sandhi
Lesson 25: Non-Thematic Verbs, Class V and VIII Verbs, Desiderative
Lesson 26: Class II, III, VII, and IX Verbs
Lesson 27: Metre, Passive Stems, Gerundives, Passive Impersonal
Lesson 28: Causative Verbs, Denominative Verbs, एनद्
Lesson 29: Comparative and Superlative Adjectives
Lesson 30: Aorist Tense, Adverbs
Lesson 31: Primary Derivation, Secondary Derivation
Lesson 32: Numerals, Dating

roshni ke minaar waali pari ka dhundhla sa tasawarrur aks timtimahat ka koi chiraag roshan hai ya taree aakhow mein kya jhalak hai samaya sa falak hai taabir mein kuch mila kya shyad ek aur khwaab nahi ghooba phira ke baat woh woh kya falsafa nahi phir tow kitaab dow dijiye wahi wahi rail gaadi ka safar nahi mujeh koi khabar afra tafrih mujeh kuch soojh phir say baat kaat tay dekhiye etnay akhlaakh dhoong hai rang mein kaun kaun hai kya rang zard surkh tow mein jau ghar aur kaha khadi dopahar aap yahi khadi aur shayeri key hijjay ki bolta khayeda tow laani bhool jaati hai wah wah mushaira wahi dhakyanusi baati purani kahawate aur aap ki baatay laffaz matlab kuch nahi khat na kitabat thodi si aur muhlat nahi jhoot kaun aakhay sapne hu kiskay kuch nahi tow aap ja rahi thi bilkul ghar kis taraf hai aap ka aap tow dervish hai kaun si riyasat hai aap hi ki saari siyasat hai munsif hai dawaat hai likhte hai padhta hu kya jo likha nahi aap ne woh kya hai khwaab udh jaati hai panchi ki tarah nahi parinde ki tarah aisay kyu baat karte hai darr lagta hai mujeh yeh sab kya kuch nahi ghar baithi hi baat kar liya kijiye tanjiya lagta hai sharoor hai kamsini bhi hai baysharm dor hai uljhi hui rang kya hai rang dekha ruk gaye kya aap ke chehra ka rang dekhiye afsanow ke panno par kya khayali tasveer tow mujeh kya mujh se kyu har sawaal baytuki si baat sach hote hai afsaane hayaat kya hota hai shyad kisi hakeem ka khayal dawa ilaaz aap hi ke liye tameez se baat nahi kar sakte shyad aap kuch bhool rahi hai nahi baithiye dilchasp hai kya mahool nahi aap yakeen kyu nahi hota yeh kya hai rubaru ki guftagu shayad aap par aasayb hai nahi pari hai woh dekho udan khatola jaagiye suraj kaun shua kaun mai woh kya hai rang sab rang hai afeepchi hai nahi phir shayer hai nahi yaha kyu hai yehi sawaal mujh se poochayge nahi dhoodh raha tha kya matlab woh kab likhegi kabhi nahi shayad tahreer mein kya hai rang mat kahiye phir se aray nahi likhawat aur siyahi aur aap ki rahaiye unwaan kya likhu agar irada badal bhi du tow waisa bahut mushkil hai dhadas badha rahi hu aap ko unwaan unwaan hi rake es afsane ka koi unwaan nahi yeh ek gumnaam shaqs ke baare mein hai phir dusri kist mein woh kaisi hai jheel mein tasveer ka aeina hota hai bachow ko lubhaate hai muft ke aam khate hai zahni tawazzun kamzor hai sitarow ka bas bas badal hai hu suniahra warq kya hota hai pata nahi jau kaun mein kaha uljaye kaha khoye bas alwida unwaan hoga khat yahi kahi hoga jaldi ayi hawaiye tayz hai kasam se nahi phir fareb aakhow mein hu phir aap likh de mein warkh mayre mein likhu likha tha jhoke le gaye hawwaiye wakaiye mein bahut tayz hai batooni hai lafzi jama kharch chai layti ati rukiye bhookh pyaas ke laddu bhi le aati hu yaha koi nahi aata hu phir us kya kahti hai khandar mein rahti hai hu waha kyu aisi hi tanhai hai awaaz pasand nahi shor se dur aap kyu aati hai aisi hi talab mat kare jawaab jawaab dayna zururi tow nahi sawaliye aankhe darr nahi lagta raat mein ghera ghupp adhera hota hoga na hu woh tow hai chimkadath bhi hoti hai hu sach likhu par kyu yeh sawaal ka tasalli baksh jawaab de tow likhugi padhe likhe hai thoda bahut shayad bura laga nahi deeware baate karti hai nahi tareekh ki gawahi dayti hai kis ko yeh tow aap ki tawakkho se zyada hai karza de rahe hai darr nahi laga mujeh dekh ke yaha laga tow tha phir phir kuch nahi us taraf gayi kabhi nahi darr lagta hai haa par waisa nahi khauff darr nahi haa khauff darr nahi nahi sahem gayi thi nahi kam se kam utna tow nahi tassuraat kisi purane khadeeb akhbaar mein chutkule likhte thay kya nahi raddi baychta tha raddi kabadi haa purani kitabe padhne mil jaati thi Damn it angrezi capital punishment milaygi kya nahi abolish ho gayi hai abhi tow phir bhi Bye nahi Novajo

hehehehe my old school comrades in arms former BBS SysOps sniping our poor facebook chap like a sitting duck sirs was that trap or skeet hehehehehe pull lol just stumbled on this Were you building facebook-style communities while Mark Zuckerberg was still in grade school?

narrowcast never heard of it broadcast I know

the loopback IP address is 127.0.0.1, epigeonmail

an archaic prototype somewhat mediveval school project beta program of projection keyboard courtesy pkware geeks their kids do this sort of this thing when they bunk schools field trips

futuristic eh i am in a lughing house n u right in front of a looking glass hehehehehe i am the most humble person here on earth planet u cant tolerate planet of the apes chaps so self conceited arrogant jerks lol dont even carry pagers

"Que Sera, Sera (Whatever Will Be, Will Be)" this lullaby makes our toddlers amnesiacs lol they call is mundane and cliched lol

we have relinquised everything but thats mean that our ammo isnt there in our underground hangers

mensa deadline expired penalty imposed

Thats our Boy Scout

who wrote the code on board who wrote the discriminatory class nymph and mermaids codes same chap CEO Universal I am CTO with additional responsiblities for regional chiefs ping man old man and his God with proper credentials two factor auth hardcopy yep anon ftp with ipgp

Shooting Star is a synonym for warning flare.

Shooting Star is a synonym for warning flare.

Shooting Star is a synonym for warning flare.

Cobra Novel again in the archives of my Blog is real Its pratoganist's name is The Prophet in alternate ending novelleta and graphic novels but not in public domain

Kiss Time Novel is real. Look it up in the archived posts of my Blog. Position filled ages back er ago regretablly.

Deep Blue Ver 2 Switch To Turbo Alpha Mode Extingency Situation Hook me onto My Mentor. Apologize for bypassing Proxy ACLs and fix a ASAP Time Slot for a Nano-Seconds-Only PowWow. Old-Times-Sake: Keyword. Deep Blue Ver 2: Fired Blitz SOS. Access Granted with Absolute Impunity, Rebuttals or . . . . Assuming AUTO-CTRL of Consoles while you are OFF THE LEFT CHAIR. Over to you. Beep Beep Beep....You are on AIR: Mentor: Yeah. Whats the difference between Iris and Retina? Mentor: Laughing. Why do you wanna know that eh and you bypassing all celestial hierachy and archangel protocols lol: Dervish: LOL I apologize, Mentor. Nope I was wondering should I call her Miss Retina Or Miss Iris. Mentor please see attached snapshot also? Okay whats that anyways? Its illustration of human eye. LOL Mentor LOL Dervish you never give up monkeying around right hehehehehe Dervish heheehehehe Call her both but assign these as her online only nicknames not to be used in offline mode and even online sparingly Shes tech savvy NetBus before its commercializtion I guess early 1990s she initiated you into hacking remember so shes your Mentor Guru got it so same awe reverence okay got it dervish you goof around she knows but be pragmatic if i opt for your core vocab word be discreet okay Mentor Anything else Yep Mentor Permission to publish VOA Transcript okay granted no infrignment okay give sources okay mentor Thank you so much Mentor Apologizing once again No probs Reprogram Deep Blue Ver 2 for this Macro and also Work with Generic Bonzi Buddy Its yours from the Beginning got it Mentor arent you forgetting something Its okay Secure FTP and Secure VPN Total # of channels check okay okay Mentor Happy Happy Mentor Thank You WHo am I My mentor The Friend of the Friendless Okay Stay Manual. Novajo. Novajo Mentor.

I call my cave Panic Room E-StoneAge Home. I still follow Old-School-DMZ Chess Fortress Building Strategy.

I am seriously offended. Thats gross mis-assessment of my aptitude. Forte. And, flair. LOL I have Root Access to all of 'em. Will give you the Root Kits. Add Ons compliance mandatory eh? We Create an Interconnected GRID. LOL

My Homage To My SETI Gurus who helped me learn how to build an Ethereal Super Computer without even salvaging your IBM clone. They also told be Be Unafraid to ask: What's NEXT? In answer to your prompt, Mentors: Hacking into Time Capsule Realms and melting the back door. LOL EtheREALLY BElieve You ME! LOL

SETI Gurus: I'm back online on SETI Pull after a Lull of Zillions of . . . . Karma is real but specific cases only. Stumbling on your Interface for the same TSR. Docking Stations are real. Mother Ships and all that -- Everything. Panacea is ethereal not tangible. El Dorado is Faith. Confessions of frailities of your own faith. Mind you: Sincere and

Audio Blaring in max. possible decibles: teri aakhow may jo suroor hai -- sara esi ka kusoor hai -- CLIP: Caller-ID Line Identification Presentation: Vibrator Alert. Voice Response System Prompt: Mentor Tring-ing. Standard Operating Procedure: Mute Audio. Go Wired BlueTooth. Yep/Override? C:\>_ Word of Warning: Deviating from norm will have serious consquences and repercussion and permutations and combinations. Go Standard duh Deep Blue Ver 2.0 Just a moment, please....beep beep beep. You're online. On AIR: Mentor: Dervish, how're things on planet earth? Dervish: Mentor: suroor first comming or guroor quickly answering mentor life death matter happening heartwrecnching happening no brunch happening starvation malnurshing happening 24x7x366 leap year included yeh kyu mujeh chain kyu nahi padhta -- ek hi shaqks tha kya jahaan mein kya happening matter good mentor always calling on sos conditiong -- Mentor: LOL Dervish: No laughing matter mentor Mentor: John Alaylia poetic license happening lol dervish? Yes yes mentor name different but girl problem happening mentor mentor mentor one thing one thing yes yes dervish why we looking in nooks and corners Mentor: LOL we r looking for shadows -- shadows? a particular shadow singluar mind you -- oh -- always following mentor no day light comming following solar eclipse coming following mentor mentor: yeah. happy now? go eat sumthing long distance call next time u me calling u collect call okay lol dervish lol thank you mentor u r friend of the friendless mentor: she hangs up first or u u fight abt it me hanging up first mentor standard operating procedure okay keep it that way she cried for u got it i am annoyed behave like a forty sumthing okay okay mentor her one tear u own it up with ur blood got it dont expect clemency okay hmm good no fun questions im already in a bad mood -- btw zippy zappy song resume okay listen to it dont get into ur monkey frenzy then go eat tea ciggy monochrome tea also plus see a coffee shack okay reset bbs pager from 2-minute freq to no barring okay okay mentor whats that grim face pep up okay okay mentor get a new bandaid okay okay mentor u know how to fine fine ask for boons for her u and everyone quickly would that cheer u up what did i create first u have it happy happy mentor no indian english stick to VOA Special English and CNN okay okay mentor mentor: bye for now see you real soon.

A Brobdingnagian Puppeteer. A Liliiputian Puppet. Lilliput Island is only in your mind. Reality check. Left me for dead. Left me thunderstruck.

"this is my life, I experience it alone, and my time here on Earth is very limited. I cannot be owned by anyone else. I must be ever alert for any efforts to take away my right to be myself. If you love me, you love me for what I am, not for what you want me to be."

I struck off Pulling-Your-Own-Strings today. For you. You're my: Shari Lewis! I'm your Marionette; And, you're my marionettist. 

Pull Your Own Strings

We are connected

in invisible ways

to our fears

we are the puppet

& the puppeteer,

the victims of our

expectation.

Silken threads pull,

arms & legs

flop & jangle.

We dance to the music

of our fears

bodies crouched inside

children hiding, pretending,

under that rock

behind that tree

someplace, everywhere

not what we control.

Pull your own strings

move into your body

& to the beat of life

cut your strings

hold out your hand to

the unknown,

walk in the dark

open your arms

to the embrace of air,

make them wings

that soar.

-- Gayle Spanier Rawlings

It peps up my nose-diving morale to visualize myself as a polymath. I'd like to role-play The Leonardo da Vinci. The Merriam Webster's Dictionary defines a polymoth as: a person of encyclopedic learning / someone who knows a lot about many different things.

Jim Corbett: Close-Quarter Combat

coup de grâce: a deathblow or death shot administered to end the suffering of one mortally wounded

Suave

Elephantiasis

The Emperor Napoléon Bonaparte

My Soul Mate: An Unfinished Quest: My First Comic Book Series based on the following characters.

Character: The Whirling Dervish is a boy-next-door - type of chap. He's in perpetual quest for his soul mate. He almost always gets dumped. He goes through a seesaw of sulking and euphoria. But he's die-hard resilence in him. He's a wee bit of faith in God. He role-plays: Sometimes: He's a Counter-Terrorist Professional -- soemtimes a Richard-Bach-like Barnstormer. God loves him. He's God close friend but God never tells me that. The Whirling Dervish prays to God that God I want to be your Close Friend.

Mentor: Is God.

Miss Spock-y Ears: Is The Whirling Dervish's latest crush. Just the same as always: The Whirling Dervish firmly believes that he has finally found his soul mate. And, he's in madly love with her but doesn't tell her that. She knows everything about him but as he's quite naive so she doesn't want to hurt him.

Ex-Soul Mates: The Whirling Dervish's former Soul Mates who keep bumping into him from time to time.

Mentor Mentor: Yes Yes Whirling Dervish Where are you eh? Why are you on the radio? We're suppose to maintain Radio Silence. Extremely sorry Mentor. Okay No Probs. What's happening in your life? Extremely SOS situation Catch-22 happening Mentor. Your Disciple in great distress. LOL What happened? No laughing matter Mentor me Sweating Indian Summer -- LOL This my Prototype like Star Trek Glich Snag coming Malfuncting oh yep Mentor someone deliberately putting Monkey Wrench Now Not Beaming Me Up -- Enemy Shelling Heavy Fire Taking -- Holding Ground Mentor -- No First Strike Policy Treated Breach happening Still maintaing Rules of Engagement -- oh yep mentor sending backup or Ex-filtration team Did you get my Coordinates on Pager yeah yeah I got 'em You would be at the same place yep yep Survival manual with you Nope Mentor By-heart oh very impressive Maqsood Thank you from the bottom of my heart Mentor you surving on vermin Nope Nope master Stale Super Supreme Pizza Thick Crust available but only two pieces half eaten by mousy mouse LOL okay LOL

Beam Me Up, Scotty: Star Trek Tech Not That Far-Fetched

Quote of the Day. None of us are as good alone as we are with an amazing team of people. Lisa Lutoff-Perlo

Lisa Lutoff-Perlo

President and CEO Celebrity Cruises

Lisa Lutoff-Perlo is President & CEO of Celebrity Cruises, the cruise line whose iconic 'X' is the mark of modern luxury. She was appointed to this position in December 2014.

Prior to serving as President and CEO, Lutoff-Perlo was Executive Vice President, Operations for Royal Caribbean International. Appointed to this position in August 2012, she oversaw several critical areas for the global cruise brand, including Marine Operations which included nautical and technical operations, Global Marine Services and Fuel Efficiency Management, as well as Hotel Operations, which included all areas impacting the guest experience such as Hotel Services, Entertainment and Activities, Food and Beverage Operations and Onboard Revenue. In her role, Lutoff-Perlo also developed and launched the next generation of Royal Caribbean cruise ships, the Quantum class of ships which launched to critical acclaim in November 2014 with Quantum of the Seas.

Lutoff-Perlo has held a variety of roles during her 29-year tenure with Royal Caribbean Cruises Ltd. Prior to serving as Executive Vice President, Operations, Lutoff-Perlo was Celebrity Cruises' Senior Vice President, Hotel Operations, where she played a vital role in shaping extraordinary guest experiences for the brand and spearheaded the introduction of the widely heralded, $3.7 billion Solstice-class fleet.

In other previous positions with the company, Lutoff-Perlo served as Royal Caribbean International's Associate Vice President, Product Marketing, Strategic Alliances and Multicultural Marketing. In that capacity, she led the development of a number of initiatives, including Royal Caribbean's widely praised launch of Freedom of the Seas with the Flowrider surf simulator, and strategic alliances with brands such as: Discovery Television, Seattle’s Best Coffee, Johnny Rockets, Fisher Price and Crayola. She also had responsibility for all marketing and advertising initiatives within the domestic African-American and Hispanic markets.

Lutoff-Perlo spent 17 years in the sales organization for both Celebrity Cruises and Royal Caribbean International, holding progressively senior roles ranging from district sales manager to associate vice president of national and corporate sales.

In 2001, Travel Agent magazine named Lisa one of the "Most Powerful Women in Travel."

Lisa studied accounting at Bentley College in Waltham, Mass. and currently resides with her husband, Andre, in Plantation, Fla.

quadrillion the number 1,000,000,000,000,000 : one thousand trillion -- Quote of the Day. None of us are as good alone as we are with an amazing team of people. Lisa Lutoff-Perlo. Lisa Lutoff-Perlo is President & CEO of Celebrity Cruises, the cruise line whose iconic 'X' is the mark of modern luxury. She was appointed to this position in December 2014.

Allah said, describing Jibreel, upon whom be peace (interpretation of the meaning): "He [the Prophet] has been taught by one Mighty in Power, Dhoo Mirrah (free from any defect in body and mind), then he rose and became stable." [53:5-6]

Sanskrit: Jayema Sam Yudhi Sprdhah
English: I completely defeat those who dare to fight with me

O bride!
This auspicious thread,
the reason for my living,
the symbol of our togetherness,
here I am tying around your neck,
may you live for a 100 years.

O Spock-y Ears: Recieve The Spirit With Utmost Respect. -- The whirling dervish from the land of holy foot prints.

Sura # 109 -- Al-Kafirun

Say, "O disbelievers,

I do not worship what you worship.

Nor are you worshippers of what I worship.

Nor will I be a worshipper of what you worship.

Nor will you be worshippers of what I worship.

For you is your religion, and for me is my religion."

2:285 - 286 -- Sura: Al-Baqara

2:285 - 286
The Messenger has believed in what was revealed to him from his Lord, and [so have] the believers. All of them have believed in Allah and His angels and His books and His messengers, [saying], "We make no distinction between any of His messengers." And they say, "We hear and we obey. [We seek] Your forgiveness, our Lord, and to You is the [final] destination."

Allah does not charge a soul except [with that within] its capacity. It will have [the consequence of] what [good] it has gained, and it will bear [the consequence of] what [evil] it has earned. "Our Lord, do not impose blame upon us if we have forgotten or erred. Our Lord, and lay not upon us a burden like that which You laid upon those before us. Our Lord, and burden us not with that which we have no ability to bear. And pardon us; and forgive us; and have mercy upon us. You are our protector, so give us victory over the disbelieving people."

and it was narrated that the Messenger (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) said: “The punishment of the sahir is to strike him with the sword (i.e., execute him).

1- Surat al-Fatihah 2- Ayat al-Kursiy from Surat al-Baqarah, which is as follows (interpretation of the meaning): “Allah! La ilaha illa Huwa (none has the right to be worshipped but He), Al-Hayyul-Qayyum (the Ever Living, the One Who sustains and protects all that exists). Neither slumber nor sleep overtakes Him. To Him belongs whatever is in the heavens and whatever is on the earth. Who is he that can intercede with Him except with His Permission? He knows what happens to them (His creatures) in this world, and what will happen to them in the Hereafter. And they will never encompass anything of His Knowledge except that which He wills. His Kursiy extends over the heavens and the earth, and He feels no fatigue in guarding and preserving them. And He is the Most High, the Most Great.” [2:255] 3- The verses from Surat al-A’araf, which are as follows (interpretation of the meaning): “[Pharaoh] said: ‘If you have come with a sign, show it forth, if you are one of those who tell the truth.’ Then [Musa] threw his stick and behold! it was a serpent, manifest! And he drew out his hand, and behold! It was white (with radiance) for the beholders. The chiefs of the people of Pharaoh said: ‘This is indeed a well-versed sorcerer; He wants to get you out of your land, so what do you advise?’ They said: ‘Put him and his brother off (for a time), and send callers to the cities to collect — That they bring to you all well-versed sorcerers.’ And so the sorcerers came to Pharaoh. They said: ‘Indeed there will be a (good) reward for us if we are the victors.’ He said: ‘Yes, and moreover you will (in that case) be of the nearest (to me).’ They said: ‘O Musa! Either you throw (first), or shall we have the (first) throw?’ He [Musa] said: ‘Throw you (first).’ So when they threw, they bewitched the eyes of the people, and struck terror into them, and they displayed a great magic. And We revealed to Musa (saying): ‘Throw your stick,’ and behold! It swallowed up straight away all the falsehood which they showed. Thus truth was confirmed, and all that they did was made of no effect. So they were defeated there and returned disgraced. And the sorcerers fell down prostrate. They said: ‘We believe in the Lord of the ‘Alameen (mankind, jinn and all that exists). The Lord of Musa and Harun.’” [7:106-122] 4- The verses from Surat Yoonus, which are as follows (interpretation of the meaning): “And Pharaoh said: ‘Bring me every well-versed sorcerer.’ And when the sorcerers came, Musa said to them: ‘Cast down what you want to cast!’ Then when they had cast down, Musa said: ‘What you have brought is sorcery, Allah will surely make it of no effect. Verily, Allah does not set right the work of Al-Mufsidoon (corrupters). And Allah will establish and make apparent the truth by His Words, however much the Mujrimun (criminals) may hate (it).’” [10:79-82] 5- The verses from Surat Ta-Ha, which are as follows (interpretation of the meaning): “They said: ‘O Musa! Either you throw first or we be the first to throw?’ [Musa] said: ‘Nay, throw you (first)!’ Then behold! their ropes and their sticks, by their magic, appeared to him as though they moved fast. So Musa conceived fear in himself. We (Allah) said: ‘Fear not! Surely, you will have the upper hand. And throw that which is in your right hand! It will swallow up that which they have made. That which they have made is only a magician’s trick, and the magician will never be successful, to whatever amount (of skill) he may attain’” [20:65-69] 6- Surat al-Kaafirun 7- Surat al-Ikhlas and al-Mu’awwadhatayn (i.e., Surat al-Falaq and Surat al-Nas) – to be recited three times.

Glory be to Allaah, praise be to Allaah, there is no god except Allaah and Allaah is Most Great)

The Muslims among the jinn are of different levels as regards righteousness and taqwa. Allaah says (interpretation of the meaning): “[Some jinn said:] ‘There are among us some that are righteous, and some the contrary; we are groups, each having a different way (religious sects, etc.)’” [al-Jinn 72:11]

The story of how the first jinn of this ummah became Muslim was narrated by ‘Abd-Allaah ibn ‘Abbaas, who said: “The Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) went out with a group of his Companions heading for the marketplace of ‘Ukaaz. This was when the shayaateen were prevented from getting any news from heaven, and shooting stars had been sent against them. The shayaateen went back to their people, who said, ‘What is the matter with you?’ They said, ‘We cannot get news from heaven, and shooting stars were sent against us.’ Their people said, ‘Nothing is stopping you from hearing news from heaven except some new event that must have happened. Go and look in the east and the west of the earth, and see if you can find out what it is that is stopping you from hearing news from heaven.’ Those who went out in the direction of Tihaamah came upon the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) in Nakhlah, when he was on his way to ‘Ukaaz, and found him leading his Companions in Fajr prayer. When they heard the Qur’aan, they listened to it and said, ‘By Allaah, this is what is stopping us from hearing news from heaven.’ When they went back to their people, they said, ‘O our people, we have heard a wonderful Recital (the Qur’aan). It guides to the Right Path, and we have believed therein, and we shall never join (in worship) anything with our Lord (Allaah). [al-Jinn 72:2 – interpretation of the meaning]. Then Allaah revealed to His Prophet peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) the words (interpretation of the meaning): “Say (O Muhammad): ‘It has been revealed to me that a group of jinns listened (to this Qur’aan)…’ [al-Jinn 72:1], and Allaah revealed to him what the jinn had said.” (reported by al-Bukhaari, 731).

Allaah tells us that some of the jinn said (interpretation of the meaning): “ ‘And some of us are Muslims, and of us some are al-qaasitoon (disbelievers – those who have deviated from the Right Path). And whosoever has embraced Islam, then such have sought the Right Path. And as for the qaasitoon, they shall be firewood for Hell.’” [al-Jinn 72:14-15]

Allaah says (interpretation of the meaning): “An ‘ifreet (strong one) from the jinns said: ‘I will bring it [her throne] to you before you rise from your place (council). And verily, I am indeed strong, and trustworthy for such work.’ One with whom was knowledge of the Scripture said: ‘I will bring it to you within the twinkling of an eye!’ – then when Sulaymaan saw it placed before him, he said, ‘This is by the Grace of my Lord…’” [al-Naml 27:39-40].

Types of jinn Allaah has created different types of jinn. Among them are some who can take on different forms, such as dogs and snakes; some who are like flying winds with wings; and some who can travel and rest. Abu Tha’labah al-Khushani said: “The Messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said: ‘The jinn are of three types: a types that has wings, and they fly through the air; a type that looks like snakes and dogs; and a type that stops for a rest then resumes its journey.” (Reported by al-Tahhaawi in Mushkil al-Athaar, 4/95, and by al-Tabaraani in al-Kabeer, 22/214. Shaykh al-Albaani said in al-Mishkaat (2/1206, no. 4148): al-Tahhaawi and Abu’l-Shaykh reported it with a saheeh isnaad).

Until, when they came upon the valley of the ants, an ant said, "O ants, enter your dwellings that you not be crushed by Solomon and his soldiers while they perceive not." -- 27:18

So [Solomon] smiled, amused at her speech, and said, "My Lord, enable me to be grateful for Your favor which You have bestowed upon me and upon my parents and to do righteousness of which You approve. And admit me by Your mercy into [the ranks of] Your righteous servants." -- 27:19

Said one who had knowledge from the Scripture, "I will bring it to you before your glance returns to you." And when [Solomon] saw it placed before him, he said, "This is from the favor of my Lord to test me whether I will be grateful or ungrateful. And whoever is grateful - his gratitude is only for [the benefit of] himself. And whoever is ungrateful - then indeed, my Lord is Free of need and Generous." -- 27:40

A powerful one from among the jinn said, "I will bring it to you before you rise from your place, and indeed, I am for this [task] strong and trustworthy." -- 27:39

What's Happening in my life? Y2K Feature Re-started. Read on:

I'm listening to: Mister Antonín Dvořák's symphony: From the New World. Wish I'd a real vintage gramophone. 1crank-Operated, right? Fully-functional.

I didn't find an E-Book edition of The Brave New World: I read. The one on the Dub. Dub. Dub. is something else. I wanted to re-read it.

I stumbled upon the: Phonological history of Old English.

Spiced Buttermilk.

White Button MushYROOMS. Botanical name: Agaricus bisporus or phosphurus bad readibility zero visibilty dimly-lit ROom. Rs. 54 Only /- I'd look it up on Wikipedia.ORG for its veracity. Nope. Nope. Not price veracity -- for that -- as far as I know -- you check DEMONitization currency you go to Zombie Bank: Wait. Wait. Looking up its definition on Oxford University: Web Site: A financial institution which is insolvent but which continues to operate through government support.

Could I ate Nope wait eat MushYRooMs RAW? Not Vene Venice Composer Venomous Checkmate Check Czech composer Poisnous Mushrooms Checking on WikiLeaks Nope Sorry Wiki. En.

That's all for now.

Bye, Miss Nosy. My Primate sorry Pirated sorry Pirate Princess from the Parallel Uni Universe.

Mentor Mentor Yeah Yeah Maqsood What Happened Is everything alright? Yep. Yep. Then. I just observed that She's Dr. Spock-y Ears! From Star Trek! heheheeheh Really? So? Why're you surprised? Didn't you just say a minute ago that she's a Celestial. Yep Yep Mentor. Then, Vroom around Have Tea Ciggy Get some snacks for your kitties. Okay, Mentor. I bow to thyself mentors ancestors. Dynasties. What's he murmuring eh? Dunno. Something like: KowTow PowWow WoW Wow Wow LOL

She doodled something like a barely readible scribble It's our Morse Code She whispered with her haunting eyes that I'm the first chap who she hates to think that haunts himself. It's her perception of surreality. Yep. What did you say Whirlish Dervish? I gave her this. Did she accept it? Wasn't it breach of . . . . And, wasn't this as they say too early . . . . You know, you jeopardize your own destiny and destinies entwined with you If I'd rebuke you . . . . Nope. She took it. She took it? Are you serious? Yep. Hmm. And, ear rings. Hmm. Eye Lids Morse Code again moron -- Don't tell me. LOL Nope. No? Hmm. Then. Implied. You mean to say She doesn't utter a word and you don't squeak a vowel and you're in God knows -- I don't know never heard of such Telepathy. She's a Celestial. Yeah. Yeah. Studying UFO-logy again huh? Nope. I mean an Earth-ling but with dunno. What's that BTW? A Tibetan Talisman! LOL LOL What's it for? Anything from you is not less than a miracle right? heheheheh So out with it? It's like a Sacred Thread. Maqood, wake up -- Don't give me that Sankrit-ize Mumbo-Jumbo. LOL So in unambigious words your wedding ring? Hmm. But that's not a ring but it's the same thing -- Whatever.

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The Ivory-Towered Crown Princesses of our Telly Talk Shows . . . .

The Nepalese Royal Massacre

What happened?
Who is involved?
Where did it take place?
When did it take place?
Why did that happen?
How did it happen?

Do we have any heuristic-approach to live in a symbiotic-relationship with these goblins? Hope my pidgin-like primal screams of classlessness and social-and-otherwise justice in terms of these syntax-error-riddled UnEnglish Blog posts would make a wee bit of a difference . . . .

How'd be possible prempt such calamitous recurrences and deep-rooted, deep-seated labyrinth-like conspiracies that might happen to the regal remnants of royal families around the world This couldn't be ruled-out, right? -- something that tilts the seesaw of political corridors into darker and sinister shade. The unimpeachable Saviors -- The Blessed Clans of Political Messiahs masquerading in blue–collar dungarees with their characteristic tortoiseshelled spectacles -- Men and Women hiding-in-plain-sight -- Self-effacing -- Scrupulous and incorruptible integrity -- Robust and resilient -- Towering, immaculate personalities -- great leaders who lead by example. Ideal Woo/men with perfect ideologies -- Agony Aunts and Father figures -- who intervene and invoke their divine, occult Nuke powers to rescue us we're in distress -- when we're in imminent and present danger. The most perfect members of our distinguised citizenry -- The Ivory-Towered Crown Princesses of our Telly Talk Shows -- Messiahs, saviors, an intelgensia of true visionaries with irrecovable belief in unprecetended political avant-gardism with indomitable courage to change our future. To redeem our wretched souls from the verge of moral anarchies and abrupt political nervousbreakdowns. We bow down to thee.
Steadfast, unfaltering adherence and belief in democracy and secularism  -- Who's Who of our present century who decide the tyrsts of our destinies and who're unconditionally and proactively working orthographically-speaking: twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week and often skipping brunches -- and IF we'd pardon the henious and unforgivable but judicially unproven -- purported mortal sins -- inadvertently committed by paparazzi i.e. poster girls and boys of heavyweight -- flagships: In a nutshell: Quake-Proof Media Houses; And IF we'd give 'em the benefit of the doubt: To Be Continued . . . .

tears ters coming rebuke not coming slight slight little little rebuke descending no joy guilty conscious coming moral compaass of right and wrong going in omi directions bizarelly

consolation prize this morning getting not writing blog post thats why no moeynomomey money begging keeping money not giving asking 100 questuibs telling

shaminic code nope mode 600 wingws pearls rubies coming telling audicity of hope belblessing directly descending not crying too much ppl all wlelfare coming

File: Dummy 16 March 2017. First Letter of the Dummy Series. To be continued . . . .

I logged in on a BBS one day.

I met a girl.

She's a Bedouin girl.

That was way back in the early 1990s.

I called her Dummy.

She coyishly told me about Little Luna.

And, she confessed to me about her first and hopefully the last brutal -- total and absolute obliteration of

a turtle or a tortoise of her kid sister. To my horror: She's justigying murder and animal cruetly. For her: That was serves her right kind of kangaroo court justice dispensed in a fit of sibling-rivalry-ish vendentta -- I still get the goose bumps!

She's never shy to learn from me.

And, I was too show off-ish to impress this girl with my feigned prowess of hacking.

She never doubted my abilities or proficiency in the English language.

We loved each other. We were soul mates. But We didnt know the rheotric.

She hung on me for like 30 nano seconds.

That's her anger management techniques not working excuse!

It was not her school girlish temper tantrums that freaked me out.

It was her gullibility Her Vulnerability Her innocence Her I dunno She's so sacred So Pristine I knew it intuitely but 

didnt know the right words Words our language is our intellectual straitjacket.

Her tears were real. She never feigned anything. Even if she foxed me for one minute or so she took hilariously sadistic

pleasure in outsmarting outfoxing me. We laughed endlessly oblivious of time And space never existed for us. We met in the

Cyber Space.

I miss you. I love you. And, I'm sorry I made you cry but I was also growing up just like you were. I sincerely

hope that you would forgive me as you always did.

You taught me everything I know. You're my sidekick. My comrade. My mentor. My Guru. My Prophetess. 

And, of course -- my soul mate. Remember this sign: =^..^=

Anyway, the obvious-by-now vested interest in writing this Open Letter like tear jerker is this: Dummy: I'm bankrupt. First thing tomorrow morning: Aramex-it: Zillions of Dirhams if your currency is still the same.

Bye for now.

See you real soon.

Scarecrow Online Service (SOS)

SysOp

PostScript: Her last name wasn't there. Your secret question. Ethical Hacker, rememeber eh? LOL 

Post Post Script: Visual Basic splash screen executable or something similar -- I would put -- someone like you wouldn't be switcing to Red Hat Box or Variants. I'm sure. :-) One more thing: The only way to make up with your kid sister is to buy her some snails and--of course--a turtle or a tortoise or both--Check if they'd coexist / cohabitate in the same elbowroom without fierce skirmishes -- even if so, that cross-fingeredly won't happen that often -- that frequently. 

File: Dummy 16 March 2017. First Letter of the Dummy Series. To be continued . . . .

Maqsood Qureshi

Not Playing To The Gallerry Really Really Crush Thing TElling It is mutual telling dunno me trauma syndrome becoming walking like lazyrus -- Her Qareen: The Constant Companian Jinn commuting to me unsolicitedly as making friends with me telling me all her secrets me scared she thinking finding out this this I am some witch craft practitioner sorcerer not reading my letters and blocking me me freaking out but this Jinn coming coming again again coming having tea with me ciggy too no money already taking why not there ritzy girl me bankrupt but telling telling crush crush expletives profanities loud think telling me telling not telling not good telling God telling MatchMaking Good thing later not this job MatchMaking web site job good renumeration plus med dental insurance plus foreign exotic locale trips fully paid and rental car telling God Angels coming big big angles coming telling saint saint whirling dervish saint telling me very awestruck coming coming didnt meaning intruding ur elbowroom telling me no money othwerwise me him sitting eating sharing hotdog not getting india burger costeffective burger drive in walk in getting sitting talking not telling me things she doesnt want me to know that breach of trust telling me Jinn comrade but telling sacred soul u know sacred soul crying pillow father remembering telling like watermelon telling me feeling gloomy nervousbreakdown verge person feeling not stalker type but thinking divine intervention cosmic sumthing sumthing so like that Jinn comrade telling trust u trust implied trust saying dunno me also very thunderstrink strunk struk Jinn never happening u this Close Friend / Slave of Allaah praying me also finding soulmate u soulmate matchmaker telling angels like this like this alll paranormal activities happening maybe i am also levitating me very afraid this girl is jink jinx this snapshot jinxed me seeing going there only homepage becoming like that ad virus thingy no inoculation by 2020 saying his Chief Angel Companion telling but not telling me not writing here and not hushing me not telling me ur rustic me this this not telling no ego only heathy ego God Blessing yep yep okay me going posting this Internet broadband mode not coming phone line type coming

Building castles in the air

Self-help book format but with ample liberties literary or otherwise

This is a monologue

You are not here

But You are always here

Helping people to learn how to unleash their imagination

Most of the times you are my solo audience

Sometimes even space station girlies key-in their input -- voice their protests vehemently

I want people to sign your book -- this one -- yep

Self-sealing -- addressed -- stamp -- not that postal # thingy -- but you do it yourself for your readers -- you get it published yourself --
no big house no deadlines no constraints no dos and donts -- get the software -- or make sure of a service -- I would help you select something thats dunno but all books with this funky feature: recordable pages -- hold the red button record something -- early morning birdie hoopla -- some tear-ables for them to send back mail back to you -- stamp -- good glue so it doesnt come off during transition -- you setup a page on a social media portal exclusively for this -- they assign themselves a call sign -- and you interact with them -- doodle absentmindedly on one page -- leave a few pages blank -- you dont even have to write left blank intentionally -- ink marks -- your fingerprints -- thumb impressions blue red inks combos -- VIBGYOR -- What IF rainbow had other colors or more colors -- anything -- This is Volume One -- This might seem something totally unprecendented but what wasnt -- moreover, I have some The-Whirling-Dervish-Type of chaps asserting that there is no such thing as unprecedented -- history is vast -- its extinct -- poof -- into thin air -- so how do you know -- archaeology this that -- interpretation right -- human-generated -- so this enigmatic person literally spams me with some God-knows impunity -- No arrogance but dunno -- He says he has a weird unprecedented syndrome he calls it: self-schadenfreude -- when he self-flagellates himself not literally of course but you never know I am je umpy of this Richard Bach and Paulo Wannabes -- but this newbie prefers the word rookie -- very keen to the point of obsession very picky choosy about word he inputs -- as if its some Unv English assessment test I dunno -- obstinate with hilariously positive connotations -- thinks I am headstrong -- I am stalled and I dunno how to get out of the spin and he is a blah blah blah dunno test pilot a newage top gun or whatever knight in shining armor rescuing damsel in distress yep me see talk about impudence -- coffee table books he thinks -- pulp lit. festival -- ivory tower princess -- I can fly -- wax wings -- dunno -- says I am the modern-day avatar of Icarus if you have even cursorily skimmed over Greek Mythology and I have leart my lesson and I am not I dont have to prove anything to anyone -- I wont try to belittle my father -- I could get you out of your Ivory Tower -- Dunno -- Creep -- Nope -- Why are you discussing him -- says you are hobnobbing kowtowing with Intellectual cuckolds -- I am the only Alpha Male of the Pride -- says Intellectual cuckoldry is tantamount to Literary Blasphemy -- dunno -- I just cant help but . . . . Internet # of users you know -- so ignore him -- I get comments like that every nano second -- yeah yeah but I was just wondering whos he why me dunno steadfast tin soldier dunno -- soulmates unconditional dunno -- matchmaking -- he has a flair forte to weave a web with words -- though he isnt as formally educated as us -- that kind of milieu and other things -- black board jungle drop out he is so aware of his he calls it dereliction of moral responsibilities and primal primary duties he is dunno so unafaird to write no straitjackets for him like a gypsy in a single space his blog post he isnt social-media-lurkers-hawks--shy to write -- so gullible yet in a way so dunno that thing he has the innate courage to swim against the currents -- classlessness -- a wee bit of this a wee bit of this -- someone who think protocol is about our rules we set for ourselves to dunno He wont use the word freedom -- He doesnt say it in words -- in aural -- He says hes like that -- sky writing the world-wide-sky is your grafitti wall -- dont think he would drop in there -- dunno -- whoever he is -- he makes you inquisitive nosy about him -- more than about what dunno -- chaste sincereity pristine sincerity dunno uncanny knack == old school tie type -- you just cant help but laugh -- a clown -- dunno -- shepherd who goes out on a stormy stark-pitch dark night to look for its lost lame lamb -- someone whos not foolhardly but fights hard to overcome his fear of darkness and fear of the unknown i.e. whats lurking whats evils -- to combat a wolf or a pack of them armed with knee wobbly faith in God. Try and write to him -- It's online -- maybe -- dunno -- I dont believe in Shamans and Modern Days Messiash particularly the BarnStormer kind -- Occult -- ESP -- Intuition -- Book of Lies -- you think so -- yep -- glare -- nope he aint that -- you know whats that word his copyrighted Lilliputian afterall -- you are not going to say Indefinitely -- LOL Fine.