I never thought,
rather I never Imagined,
Kans will be born once again,
and this time,
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No more blood was shed now, only pure water. This poem is like a mirror for Jahangir, the emperor who has no talents in conquering countries, but rules and prevails in art and culture. Not by cruelty has its victory, but just by true love, again a great poem about love you so admirably create, Sir! I have truly enjoyed this battle between the great names
What an impressing poem, Akhtar Sir! This is a very interesting one about ancient history, but the moral is the same, it is about Love, and finally Love always wins. Kamsa had been crushed by the flute of love, which was played by Radha. First she hates the flute, but Radha’s true love for Lord Krishna, she then loves this instrument and sets him free and before this she conquered the devil.
The poem reflects your anguish and concern over the developments taking place in your neighborhood. I am impressed by your knowledge of mythology and its juxtaposition to the present day situation in India.
and finally it is again a woman who plays the central role and saves the country. IF she had never known Lord Krishna, she would never be known. Thank you so much for sharing these loveliest words, it had to be epic, but since your special talents in brevity, the epic historical poem has become the most understandable brevity, which I surely have enjoyed and admired.