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This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 58 ; the fifty-eighth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​Saravana Kumar Murugan , the editor of Shades Of Life book series . Refugee Refugee is a person forced to leave his/her country, home, area and the things he loved. Return of #BlogATon58 and #Aativas50 should have encouraged me to right something celebratory but when there is no hope for return nothing could be celebrated. Not only the world, our country and also social media platforms are full of people who forced others to leave because they didn't like their presence. This poem is written in solidarity with all refugees and I hope someday they will definitely return.   Fighter planes, tanks, guns, missiles, missing loved ones in debris piles, left the soil,left the home,left money under the sun, homeless,loveless, no place to return. Friends, neighbors, companion,acquaintances, destroyed the understanding

New Year, New Beginning 2015 is counting its days. This year like all previous years gave us some good and bad memories. There were incidents of racial abuse, color discrimination, terrorism, environmental issues and refugee crisis similarly there were also incidents of opening doors for refugees, standing against abuses and abolishing of discrimination. This year also saw many ups and downs in Indian diaspora. Some unexpected victories, some obvious defeats, eating habits issues, religious hatred, cultural hatred, injustices,befriending a neighbor while turning away from another, farmers suicide et cetera mainly there are more bad news than good news for India in this year but still when we came united during Chennai Floods, FTII students and farmers suicide we became a stronger nation. Now the new year has brought new opportunities to amend our mistakes and start fresh with high spirits to do something good for the country and the world. Happy New Year to all. Dear world terrorism