Where have I climbed, after a recent fall? To fall is no sin if it enables a later rise. What I have achieved cannot be announced or gifted a crown. Life has left me alone with hope. And now I dwell in peace with my role. This is my soul. My role is peace. Digging deep within, I find scope forever living. What is wrong with the world I need not believe. Let me correct the sword and the shield, for the deadly enemy is all within. Capturing myself, creating substance - I have enabled riches creation from the mud that sustains self-longer than the stone! I now witness longevity as a longing desire. If death can be fought, why not a trial? But no one listens to whispers or responds to life’s wants. It seems they have accepted deep within that which death they call. Gathering the little I have; I went next door. My neighbour was missing and there was no one around me on the floor. I whistled for myself. I smiled pretty even when alone. Why do you need someone to talk to when you can speak
How much I wish to invent on The rays that don’t deliver the sun The hope that fails to transmits shine I wish to alter all There is confusion is mind Success and desire in heart I wish to achieve more I don’t like to put a full stop I know it hurts being simple I am to invent a star How much I care for rising sun But it doesn’t deliver my call To the alien planets for hope To the cause too fit to be enrolled I don’t sit and counsel I rise from bed to start I know I have created blunders But that’s in my dead past Today I stand as acheiver Let me begin with my call I don’t worship angels Who do things for you I instead engage with brains That can bring change Even in what angels do I am not capability - deficient I aim to rule the stars Counting won’t enough help Even the start Of my minds thought I know what’s ability I know what’s success and shine I am climbing high without Feet set to motion I climb by my thoughts All align
How much when I value my work I improve I will dig deep within me What I write is of worth I will enrich my soul with words I will fascinate the storms with care above And end their dispute on war In my world There will be no death No storm No death No storm No end to symphony No joy in pain No culture that fails No sun that fades For infinity survival I will begin again I will begin great Again Yet again From depth of me Till the height above me I will begin I will begin great There will be no fate I will give up to I will rule the kingdom of earth For it’s true my love For all of you I will make you live Live life again Live life again How intense is need To cultivate On land That doesn’t decay That never decays I will win For victory is inside of me One day will be there When I will be on life’s throne With no death to decay With never any death to decay me I have been hurt Stumbled Thundered
Because you did not plead No one heard your need There is misfortune extreme In the silence which you repeat Do not conquer self And see the price you pay It’s better the conquest of self Than the constant, continuous decay Human mind is fragile But you can win over it I would say win Before you commit to lose By your silence of needs With which you grew You did not design self It was designed before you Do not punish self For the world in great disrepute You are no human ordinary You are the speech of words The cause of sound is infinity The reason behind silence is none Come celebrate sound Today be the day you won In future when seen straight at past Today be the day you won Let’s not lust for more Be occupied with little throne Let’s not loot or rape Let’s not design the fake For money longs for none It’s fake the name won The fame too is for decay Come conquer the joy of thirst? And live without water? Is it no pain! R
Build up your Need You are all placed to govern Not haunt for the basics But all set for a goal to begin I know you charm money I have seen prosperous creed All set for victory Again, in command of many You don’t decipher pain You don’t design limit Let the success flow in This time without set limits Smile for tortures won’t arise There will be joy in every surprise There will be a tiny little voice All in humans As if humans will be revised Caring for roof, loaf We will join in force To build strong earth Stand alone is of little worth To you, to me, to many In need of greater outfit We will engage earth in rows Not nations but flows The joy of being simple here Will drive our resources to future We once feared We will acknowledge wisdom At every step And think and accept We must think and accept We have no enmity with religious text Or culture any But those which thoughts cannot accept We will leave them honey We will gover
I will begin all safe For I have to reach somewhere I am not for misfit Though misfit is always there Come join me in force I am heard without need for speech I am not in favour of your weep A better earth is my dream A better earth is my dream I don’t preach I convince through logic In the words I speak In peace In peace In peace May dwell the universe’s infinity Without snatching for more Without repeating this hole We work for the world whole When will you earth begin? When will you earth like to begin? Not for more But for peace in world You have a good cause For each you govern Flow with the river Serve Not hold tight in fist It will pain your body’s then Every inch Every inch Believe me It’s not for guilt But to discuss if deep Everything is within reach Everything is within reach But to grow Not to be a weed Another weed We do not want But we do want thee We do want thee In the world that admits Its ow
I gave the speech to a small school of thinkers. The Mystery of Mars: A Scientist's Perspective Greetings, fellow thinkers! Today, I want to delve into the captivating enigma of Mars, the red planet. Its beautiful hue has fueled our curiosity for centuries, prompting us to ask: what secrets lie beneath its rusty surface? As a scientist, I can tell you that Mars's reddish hue is primarily due to the abundance of iron oxide in its soil. This compound, also known as rust, forms when iron reacts with oxygen. Like the rusty bicycle left out in the rain, Mars's iron-rich surface oxidizes, giving the planet its distinctive red colour. But the story goes deeper than just iron. The Martian atmosphere plays a crucial role in this process. Mars has a thin atmosphere, unlike Earth, allowing more solar radiation to reach its surface. This intense radiation further catalyzes the oxidation of iron, enhancing the red hue. Some of you may be wondering, could this be a sign of Mars being "killed,"
While getting home, I thought about the following points related to my topic. This then got printed in the newspaper the next day as an article by me. Part I The red colour of Mars isn't due to any chemicals being actively "burnt" on the planet. It results from a more passive process called oxidation, explicitly involving the mineral hematite. Hematite, a form of iron oxide (Fe2O3), is abundant on Mars and is responsible for the rusty red colour we see. When iron-rich rocks and minerals containing oxygen are exposed to the Martian atmosphere, they undergo oxidation, turning them into reddish hematite. This process is very similar to how iron on Earth rusts. Here's a breakdown of the factors contributing to Mars' red colour: Iron in Martian rocks: The Martian crust is rich in iron, providing a vast source material for oxidation. Oxygen in the Martian atmosphere: Although thin compared to Earth's, the Martian atmosphere still contains enough oxygen to oxidize the iron over long per