Ayyappa Panikker, a great Malayalam poet, remarks in his one of his poems:

The sky asked the earth again
Why are you, who do not lie still
Even for a day, wrangling with me?

The earth to the sky:
You cannot move
You cannot go anywhere
It is because of my rotation
That you rise and set.
Do you know it?

The great Alexander won the entire world, but could not be the master of even two feet of earth after his death....did his soldiers cry consumed by the pain of memories, did they suffer from home sickness?

When I heard this famous song of the Macedonian poets, I felt that it carried the pain of Alexander in its flowing words--

If I had an eagle's wings
I would rise and fly on them to our shores,
to our own parts,
To See Stambol, to see Kukus, And to watch the sunrise
is it dim there too, as it is here?
If the sun still rises dimly,
If it meets me there as here,
I'll prepare for further travels,

I shall flee to other shores
Where the sunrise greets me brightly
And the sky is sewn with the stars.
It is dark here, dark surrounds me,
Dark covers all the earth,
Here are frost and snow and ashes
Blizzards and harsh winds abound,
Fogs all around, the earth is ice
And in the breast are cold,
dark thoughts. No,
I cannot stay here, no;
I cannot sit upon this frost.
Give me wings and
I will don them;
I will fly to our own shores,
Go once more to our own places,
Go to Ohrid and to Struga.
There the sunrise warms the soul,
The sun gets bright in mountain woods:
Yonder gifts in great profusion
Richly spread by nature's power.
See the clear lake stretching white-
Or bluely darkened by the wind,
Look at the plains or mountains:
Beauty everywhere divine.
To pipe there to my heart's content.
Ah! Let the sun set, let me die. 1

T'ga za Jug" (Longing for the South).Konstantin Miladinov
Longing for the south means, longing for the warmness and affection,
In this difficult time, we miss the warmness and affection.
The Artist of this issue is Sri Ajay Ku, who was engineer in profession, but artist in his heart, and runner in his “Karma”

With best wishes

Rati Saxena

1 (The name "T'ga za Jug," which translates as "longing for the south," is taken from a historically significant poem by Konstantin Miladinov, considered to be the founder of modern Macedonian poetry. Miladinov wrote the poem while living in Russia. "He was disappointed and nostalgic in Russia and obsessed with the idea of going back (to Macedonia). The "south" in the poem is Macedonia. Stambol is Istanbul, then a significant cultural center in the "south," and Kukus is a city that today belongs to Greece. Ohrid is the most significant cultural and historical city of Macedonia to this day, as well as Struga (where the writer was from). Every year the large poetry festival held in Struga in honor of Konstantin and his brother Dimitar is kicked off by a ceremonial reading of "T'ga za Jug")



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