tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48932731030622765392023-06-20T05:30:45.150-07:00JARNAIL SINGH BADHANAUTHOR JARNAIL BADHANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12012490582436679393noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4893273103062276539.post-45560443705124087122008-07-12T04:03:00.000-07:002008-08-26T08:16:53.189-07:00MY HOBBIE OF READING<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">DURING MY CHILDHOOD , I USED TO SEE THE TEXT BOOKS OF MY ELDER BROTHER.AND I LIKED THE PICTURES IN THEM BUT I COULDN'T READ THEM.GRADUALLY MY BROTHER TAUGHT ME TO DRAW LETTERS OF PUNJABI ALPHABETON THE GROUND WITH MY FINGERS.ON FIRST DAY OF MY SCHOOL MY TEACHER BECAME VERY MUCH IMPRESSED TO SEE MY ART OF PUTTING PUNJABI LETTERS (GURMUKHI) ON THE GROUND AND I WAS GIVEN A TITLE OF NUMBARDAAR BETTER KNOWN AS MONITER.<br />MY FIRST TEXT BOOK (GURMUKHI KAIDA) WITH COLOURED PICTURES IN IT FOR ME WAS LIKE A NEW WINDOW OPENING TOWARDS THIS WNDERFUL WORLD.I KEEP MY BOOK WITH GREAT CARE.I WAS KEEN AND CURIOUS OBSERVER TO GO THROUGH THE BOOKS ,SO,I WAS ABLE TO READ AND WRITE BETTER THAN MY CLASS FELLOWS.MY SCHOOL WAS ABOUT ONE KM AWAY FROM MY HOME.I USED TO GO THERE BY WALKING.UP TO MY NINTH CLASS I DIDN'T KNOW WEATHER THERE WAS ANY BOOK AVAILABLE OTHER THAN MY SYLLABUS.THERE WAS NO SUCH INFORMATION AVAILABLE IN MY REMOTE VILLAGE. EVEN NOBODY KNEW ABOUT THE NEWSPAPER OR THE MAGAZINES.IT WAS A LUCKY DAY FOR WHEN AT ONE RECESS TIME I WAS PLAYING WITH MY FRIENDS IN OUR CLASSROOM.SUDDENLY MY ARM STRUCK TERMITE BITTEN ALMIRAH.ONE OPENING OF ALMIRAH THRASHED TO THE GROUND.TO MY ASTONISHMENT A PILE OF BOOKS STARTED ROLLING DOWN THE FLOOR.THERE WERE VERY INTERESTING BOOKS IN THE PILE.AMONG WHICH I CAN REMEMBER WERE SINDABAD THE SAILOR,ROBINSON CRUSOE,BRAVE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD AND SOME BOOKS BY RABINDRANATH TAGORE AND OTHER I DON'T REMEMBER.WE ALL FILLED OUR BAGS WITH ALL THOSE BOOKS .DURING MY UNIVERSITY STUDY I WAS REGULAR VISITOR TO THE LIBRARY AND PUNJAB BOOK SHOP.I PURCHASED AND READ A LOT OF BOOKS INCLUDING PUNJABI CLASSICS,RUSSIAN LITRATURE TRANSLATED IN PUNJABI LIKE GORAKI'S MOTHER ,LEO TOLSTOYS, ANNA KEIRNIENA AND MANY MORE.AND NOW I HAVE A BIG COLLECTION OF SUCH GOOD BOOKS WHICH I HAVE TO CARRY ALONG WITH ME AT MY DIFFERENT POSTINGS. IF I HAVN'T GOT A CHANCE TO READ ALL THOSE BOOKS I MUSTN'T BE ABLE TO WRITE FOR THE NEWSPAPER AND TO ADDRESS YOU. </span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"> THANK YOU FOR SPARING YOUR PRECIOUS TIME FOR</span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"> GOING THROUGH MY BLOG.I ASSURE YOU TO GIVE YOU</span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"> VERY HONEST WRITINGS IN FORTH COMING DAYS.</span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"> HOPING FOR YOUR VALUABLE COMMENTS AND</span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"> A NICE RESPONSE.</span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"> ALWAYS YOURS</span></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"> JARNAIL SINGH BADHAN<br /></span></em></strong></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></em></strong></span>AUTHOR JARNAIL BADHANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12012490582436679393noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4893273103062276539.post-52343818023416934372008-07-05T05:36:00.000-07:002008-08-26T08:24:45.643-07:00INTRODUCTION<div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>DEAR READER ,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>I AM MALE OF48 YEARS .I AM FREELANCE JOURNALIST</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>FOR THE DAILY AJIT PUBLISHED FROM JALANDHAR CITY</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>OF PUNJAB INDIA .I HAVE BEEN ON THE TV FOR MANY TIMES </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>TO RECITE MY POEMS .I WRITE ARTICLES ON VARIOUS TOPICS</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>YOU CAN READ MY ARTICLES ,MY POEMS AND I WILL WELCOME </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>YOUR PRECIOUS COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS .PUBLISHERS</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>ARE ALSO WELCOME AS PER RULES OF BLOGGER.COM</em></strong></span></div>AUTHOR JARNAIL BADHANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12012490582436679393noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4893273103062276539.post-71569867976897583102008-06-28T06:06:00.000-07:002008-08-26T08:28:52.138-07:00MY LAST REQUEST<div align="left"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em> LIKE AN EARTHERN LAMP ,</em></strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>IN A BOAT BEING TOSSED,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>UP AND DOWN BY ,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>THE OCEAN CURRENTS,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>I AM BURNING AWAY,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>FOR YOU MY DEAR,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>WAITING AND CRAVING ,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>FOR A LOVELY FACE, </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>THAT MIGHT PERHAPS,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>EMERGE OUT OF THE CLOUDS,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>THERE IS FEAR!!!<br />IN THIS DARK DINGY NIGHT,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>THE STORM WILL COME SOON,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>AND TAKE ME AWAY,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>COME TO ME BEFORE I AM ,</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"><strong><em>COMPLETELY WASHED AWAY.......</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div>AUTHOR JARNAIL BADHANhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12012490582436679393noreply@blogger.com0