KARSIKA ACKNOWLEDGES.........................

I am kaleidoscopic or I am an ever-changing treasure of beautiful colours and forms. But I don’t have any existence without the support of a charming, intellect person around me. Searching for perdie, I found that strength and extended help in a Juvenal Kaushik Kumar panigrahi [Editor].His sense of responsibility and devotional attitude towards me turned him into my paramour.

              He introduced me to some eminent personalities who took the additional charges to turn me into a paragon; ruling out any errors in my beauty. I came to know them as Dr. Raghunath Das (Editor-in-Chief), Dr H.K.  Senapati, Dr.S. K. Rout, Dr.R.K.Mishra, Dr.D.K.Bastia & Sri B.P. Mohapatra. The whole process faced towards the final step under the guidance of a renowned, Caring and sage like man Dr. P.K. Mohapatra [DEAN].

                To transfer this knosp- that is me, into a beautiful flower, the editor put me into the amidst company of his best companions .The companions too turned out to be sequacious .They the charge of making me popular with in the student mass . They were introduced to me as Sri Satyabrata Rath, Sri Manas Kumar Rana, Miss Ayesha mohanty, Miss Rojalin pradhan, Sri Falguni behera, Sri Suryakanta Giri, Miss Soumya P. Satapathy, Sri Navesh ku. Pattanayak, Sri Siddhartha narayan, Sri Tusarkanta pati, Miss Soumya Mishra & Bhagyashree.I enjoyed their company to the fullest extent.

                 I heartily thank Sri Pratap kumar behera [Quality control manager FCI & EX-Student of College of Agriculture, Bhubaneswar] who from his busy schedule found out time to ornate me with his wonderful arts .The final adornment was however done by and under guidance of the ever adorable Sri Sudhakar Nanda.

                    Per gal was the help and nourishment of the eximious and extra ordinary Sri Radheshyam behera, the Dramatic secretary who left no stones unturned to turn me into a glimpse of beauty.

             I appreciate the great help and tireless effort of the editor for my enrichment. I acknowledge a deep sense of gratitude, thanks and love to all of them to whom I owe my existence.

            I also pay special thanks to computech services wish you all the best.

                                                                                                                                   With love yours

                                                                                                                                         KARSIKA

again...poetry that made me...... realized that why i am reading science rather than my passion arts....

Spread you arms

Spread you arms.
Like the scarlet that spreads through the dark sky;
Like the trembling notes that spread through the hall;
Like the shinning pebbles that spread through the depth of the mighty river, wet.
Like the angry voice that spreads
And the famished hearts quicken,
Spread your arms.
And when you touch the flame
Grimace, but do not fold them back over..

hammer 2 d walls

u tuk d hammer 2 d walls..
dragged d memories down de hall..
packed ur bag n walk away..
thr ws nth i cud say..
n wen u closed d front door shut..
alot ov odaz opened up..
so my eyes n i cud c..
u were neva d best 4 me..

The unspoken

Won’t you wipe my tears tonight?
Won’t you help me spend this night?
If I tell you whats in my heart,
Won’t you really hug me tight?
Won’t you hold me if I fall?
Won’t you answer if I call?
If I tell you you’re my life,
Won’t you really care at all?
Won’t you help me pass the trials?
Won’t you cover miles....

My Eternal Affection

That was a noiseless, sorrowful night,
Filled with fear & feeling of fright.
Heart was isolated & I was alone,
With no one there ho was known.
To accompany me in this lonely night,
Just silent darkness & nothing bright.
No one was there with me to ask,
Or to remove my cheerful mask.
Tired of drowning in my own tears,
fighting against my....

I FOUND YOU

Love can be,
found in the wormth of a kiss,in a touch
or a lingering embrace….
Love can be
found in a sweet,tender glance or a
smile that laughts up the face…
Love can be
found in words softly spoken,in
comfertable silence too….
Love can be
found in any number of ways…
And I FOUND LOVE
when…..
“I FOUND YOU”

Around the corner I have a friend

Around the corner I have a friend
In this great city that has no end.
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on
And before i know it, a year is gone.
And i never see my old friend’s face
For life is a swift and terrible race.
He knows i like him just as well
As in the days when

I shall forever remember



I shall forever remember,
The day our eyes met.
That day in late August
You too can recall, I bet.

That day in August,
When I gazed upon you.
I will always remember
When love was still new.

forgotten dream

the other day, while fencing my heart,
i chanced upon an impossible dream,
it rose, in beauty, on feet of hope
and embraced a teardrop out of me…
with hurried steps i rushed away,
to find my mask, my book of sense.
to invalidate my yesterday.
then turned to build my trusted fence.
there it lies unto this day,
un-nurtured, neglected, growing still,
i hoped

Friendship

Friendship burgeons out of nowhere
Right from the time we are born , we are daubed and caught unaware
As we grow, we live on to take friendship to higher levels
At the age of 3, we go by our friends? dresses and the colour of their towels
By class four,it more on the care and attention given
And not

WiThOuT Me!

I’ve dreamed many dreams that never came true,
If tomorrow starts without me,
And I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As

some poem collections......not mine just some beautiful collections

This pair of small eyes,
Help in saying big things,
Love not expressed from lips,
Is confessed by a wink.
At any place in the world,
Her eyes keep searching for me,
Sparkle of her eyes is moved to her lips,
After she finds me.
Each feeling of her heart,
Is said by eyes of hers
Whenever I leave her,
Droplets of water stroll down in

Think for a while...................dream of a plant breeder

A fighter against hunger, warrior against famine with a hope and with the blessing of the almighty the supernatural, a denizen of two hundred ten decades or simply 21st century might be enthralling with the glamorous world, the fascinating one.

Where time is playing hide-n-seek with each individual.prosperity, domination, stuff is the synonymous terms for the mankind. Human race pondering with a superstition that the basic needs of food, clothe & shelter is an easily accessible commodity for all. This is envisaging of the new era. Let us think for a while what's about sudan, ethiopia, kenya, tropical africa, bank of amazon, peninsular island region of malaysia ,indonesia and of course our india,hunger, malnutrition, famine, death and increasing rate of mortality as implanted in their genome segregating generations after generations.

As a plant breeder making continuous variation to achieve a quadrupling improvement in crop which may acts as mutagen against the developmental barrier genes like hunger, death, famine .at last my hearties thanks to god giving me such an opportunity, am enjoying the pride and privilege of embroiling the tug versus thirst or fighting against hunger, famine and death.....that's all.......