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  Jayanti:133 Shivapoojan Sahay: Memoirs & Diaries BSM Murty   Shivapoojan Sahay began his literary career in the second decade of the 20th century which extended for over five decades in his life in which he wrote more than a hundred literary memoirs, along with numerous reminiscences and obituary articles. These were published in various journals between 1921 and 1961. Many of these memoirs and reminiscences, including several short life-sketches, written up to 1959, were collected in the first part of Rachanavali (4). In the latter part were collected his editorial articles and notes some of which also contained reminiscences. The first memoir published in Rachanavali (4) is on Shivji’s intimate friend, Kumar Devendra Prasad Jain, who was also a budding Hindi-lover and publisher and who had sadly met a sudden and untimely death. The memoir was published in Chaitanya Chandrika (1921, Patna City). It was on his bidding that Shivji, in the b...
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  Hindi Translated Poems – 1 By BSM Murty                The Joohi Bud Suryakant Tripathi ‘Nirala’ Indolent, on a lonesome woodland bine Lay lapped in leafy bowers – in wedded bliss – lost in dreams of love- A snow-fresh, soft, sweet maid – the Joohi bud: Its eyelids sealed.           ‘Twas vernal night time.              Loitering in some land remote           Was the lonely Breeze, love-lorn, forlorn           - the Breeze they call the Malaya.           Memories surged up,           Of that sweet murmur in reunion,           Of the moon-laved midnight,           Of the tremulous, lovely limbs of his love. And lo, the Breeze – over lakes and groves and broo...
  MYSELF: Character in a Novel Not exactly a novel. A travel story of tours in India by an Australian author SEAN DOYLE. Who’s now a dear friend. Presently again in India. He is also likely to visit Lucknow for a meeting. May be next month in the New Year. Has been visiting India for the past many years. The sub-title of the book says : ‘India with my Daughter’ (Anna). The Blurb says: “Blending erudition, humour and paternal angst, this is a beautifully nuanced exploration of a father-daughter relationship set against the backdrop of one of the world’s most culturally and spiritually rich countries.” He had been coming to Varansi even in previous years, but that morning he met me in the train, he was travelling in India, for the first time with his daughter. The book retells the story of their visits cities across India, finally back to Delhi. Then, way back home a stopover in Kuala Lumpur. Absolutely UNPUTDOWNABLE! To be finished in a single spell of reading. Like the Anci...