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Howard H

Howard H

  • member since December 30 2008

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  • Navneet P

    Navneet P says

    thank you so much for the kind words mr. howard, i was really at a loss about what to reply to you... hats off to your insight , you understand that i would appreciate the horrors and brutal reality of war more than the jingoism .. great anecdote about gandhiji , you have known some really interesting people in your life.. a rap over coffee is fine.. though i really get talkative after a couple of beers :-)

    posted 6 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Promod P.P

    Promod P.P says

    Dear Mr.Howard

    Thanks for the comment

    Regards

    Promod

    posted 7 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Anmol

    Anmol says

    Howard India has lots more to offer then poverty and misery and I just cant read anything that portrays my country as a hell hole . I don't remember where my copy of the City of Joy is lying , gathering dust , ditto for White Tiger.

    Do you have any IM Id ? Posting notes here is so unsatisfactory

    posted 7 months ago. ( send a note )
  • teobesta

    teobesta says

    thank you!
    none in common though, it seems

    posted 7 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Anmol

    Anmol says

    Aha Kolkata - the city of joy! A city with rich heritage ,it has been home to five Nobel laureates – Ronald Ross, Sir C.V. Raman, Rabindranath Tagore, Mother Teresa and Amartya Sen. It was founded 300 years ago out of 3 villages -- Sutanati, Gobindapur and Kolikata. Once the capital of British India, the capital of undivided Bengal and now the capital of West Bengal since Independence,it retains the aura of days long gone, weaving the past and the present, into a charming fabric.

    Its a grim book you have decided to read

    posted 7 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Muawia Dafalla

    Muawia Dafalla says

    Thanks, Howard ... that's very kind of you.

    posted 8 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Pippilota M

    Pippilota M says

    I have only read parts of it. But it is a classic :)

    posted 8 months ago. ( send a note )
  • sanchit

    sanchit says

    hi, it is a very good book specially if you want to peek into the contemporary indian thought process.DR Amartya sen is a nobel prize winner in economics..he critiques the policies of the indian government regarding agriculture and defence.and to make the whole thing more interesting he takes us back to the times of great indian kings like akbar and ashoka and says that progressive thought has always been a part of indian culture..a very good read...

    posted 8 months ago. ( send a note )
  • BarkingPup

    BarkingPup says

    Thank you. :)

    posted 8 months ago. ( send a note )
  • margeangels

    margeangels says

    Thank you Howard for your encouraging comment.
    Blessings.

    posted 9 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Anmol

    Anmol says

    The self does not care
    whether one is cast of bronze
    or the heart has an iron lining.
    At night the self only desires

    posted 9 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Anmol

    Anmol says

    Hiiiiiiii Howard ! I am very much here ..

    Aha ! Spock !! am still crazy about him ......"The miracle is this: the more we share the more we have "

    posted 10 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Anmol

    Anmol says

    My apologies, Sona.
    Journeying through the terrain of my verse
    in these rains,
    inconvenienced you
    Unseasonal are the monsoons here.
    The alleyways of my poetry are frequently damp.
    Water gathers often in the ditches.
    If you trip and fall here, you run the risk
    of spraining a foot.


    this is by Gulzar , my favorite urdu poet

    posted 10 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Anmol

    Anmol says

    Hi Howard .. did you pick anything you liked enough to share ?

    Flames always manage to mesmerize me and I end up singing feathers ..guess I will never master the art.


    Till now, the lonely dawn weeps on -

    Thinking of how the world broke into pieces;

    Faces that have names can be left alone to live…

    Only if I cease to sleep even on a tired night…

    Still, will our shores begin building the

    Bridges on stimulating slogans?

    The unwilling swallow, the mysterious sands will

    Be imprisoned into the ribs of a dead city, in some

    Unexplored corner on this planet. Wouldn’t anybody

    Dictate the consequences then?

    Wouldn’t the meaningless talking grow?

    Time told us to go on, though Time (it seems) is

    Like a boat made of paper; someone even sails it.

    Nevertheless, the night that has its moon

    From the memory keeps on drizzling dew drops

    On the fields of grief with calm affection as if,

    The innocent infant will come again from the uterus

    Of honesty.

    -Here? …

    -May be…

    posted 10 months ago. ( send a note )