<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018793956655343804</id><updated>2026-06-05T07:37:48.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pratappoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9018793956655343804/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pratappoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9018793956655343804/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>PratapTambay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489205663346679698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9018793956655343804.post-864431135054504326</id><published>2024-01-22T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2024-01-22T08:24:57.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>एक पूर्ण गीत </title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
कधी&amp;nbsp;न भरणारे, मन माज़े&amp;nbsp;भरले,&lt;br&gt;
माज़े&amp;nbsp;स्वतःचे, काही ना&amp;nbsp;उरले&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
कण कण सुन्दर, आनंद पूर&lt;br&gt;
ओलाचिंब ज़्हालो, प्रेमाने भरपूर&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
कधी&amp;nbsp;न भरणारे, मन माज़े&amp;nbsp;भरले,&lt;br&gt;
माज़े&amp;nbsp;स्वतःचे, काही ना&amp;nbsp;उरले&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
उजाड़ माळी, बहराची&amp;nbsp;प्रेरणा&lt;br&gt;
सूरताली&amp;nbsp;वाजे, जीवन वीणा&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
कधी&amp;nbsp;न भरणारे, मन माज़े&amp;nbsp;भरले,&lt;br&gt;
माज़े&amp;nbsp;स्वतःचे, काही ना&amp;nbsp;उरले&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
अधुरि अधीर, गिते ती&amp;nbsp;खुंटली&lt;br&gt;
सम्पूर्णतेत, मनसुमने&amp;nbsp;रमली&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
कधी&amp;nbsp;न भरणारे, मन माज़े&amp;nbsp;भरले,&lt;br&gt;
माज़े&amp;nbsp;स्वतःचे, काही ना&amp;nbsp;उरले&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
जीवना &amp;nbsp;नव, &amp;nbsp;पालवी फुटली&lt;br&gt;
कंटकशल्ये, जणू&amp;nbsp;बोथटली&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
कधी&amp;nbsp;न भरणारे, मन माज़े&amp;nbsp;भरले,&lt;br&gt;
माज़े&amp;nbsp;स्वतःचे, काही ना&amp;nbsp;उरले&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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तुमच्यात काही आवडले, पण बोललोच नाही&lt;br /&gt;
तुमच्यात काही आवडत नाही, पण बोलणार नाही&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
मी तुमच्या साठी गातो, ते या&amp;nbsp;देवा&amp;nbsp;मुळे&amp;nbsp; नाही&lt;br /&gt;
तुम्ही मी लावतो त्या नावा गावा मुळे नाही&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
तुम्हाला हृदये आहेत, म्हणून फक्त गातो&lt;br /&gt;
कळात नाही तुम्हाला पण मीही स्पन्दतो&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आज उरलो नाही तुमचा, पण तुमच्यासाठी गाणार&lt;br /&gt;
तुमच्यात होते आगरकर, तुम्हाला माफ करणार&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आज माझे अश्रू, मी तुमच्यासाठी पुसणार&lt;br /&gt;
आज मी आलो, उद्या नाही येणार&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 I liked some of you, but did not speak&lt;br /&gt;
I did not like some of you, but will not speak&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I sing for you, not because of this god&lt;br /&gt;
Nor due to the name and origin that we share&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I sing for you because you have hearts&lt;br /&gt;
But you do not understand - I too breathe&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today I am no longer only yours, but I will sing for you&lt;br /&gt;
There was a agarkar among you, so I will forgive you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today I will wipe my tears for you&lt;br /&gt;
Today I have come, but I will not come again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- Pratap Tambay&lt;/div&gt;
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If you refuse to be embarrassed, nothing can embarrass you. If you refuse to be hurt, nothing can hurt you. If you decide to be happy nothing can stop you.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Life is sometimes about letting go and sometimes about letting her go and most importantly about knowing when to do what&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
How can you know more if you don&#39;t&amp;nbsp; explore&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Dream, Think, Do.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Life is not easy, if you want to take it easy that is a different matter&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You can never ever please everyone forever&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
To talk is more mature than to pine&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Whether you are fired, or you are tired, life is about going on.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Start where you are and go where you want&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Life is about finding out what you can do and then doing it well&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
If you live for the intrinsic joy, then life is a toy&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Jisne saha nahi hai dard, wo kaisa hai mard&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Life intensely every single moment, try to enjoy every experience that comes your way, keep seeking and never hurt your self.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Respect your self as well as that of others&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Happiness can come in anywhere. Success comes from reality. So be real.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Most choices boil down to being rational or emotional. Rationality brings success. Emotions may bring happiness. Know when to choose what and slowly learn to balance.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Its not what you have. Its what you do with what you have.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Its not enough to have a brain, you must give it some strain.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I am ok. You are ok. Now let us move on.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I comes before U and U comes before V (we).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Hai to Hai. Nahi Hai to Nahi Hai.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Brain Drain Jindabad&lt;br&gt;
US UK Jindabad&lt;br&gt;
Sadiyon se hai hind abad.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Don&#39;t be afraid of getting kicked on your backside,&lt;br&gt;
because the harder you get kicked,&lt;br&gt;
the higher you go.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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प्यारों दिलदारों, मेरे&amp;nbsp;जवां&amp;nbsp;यारों&lt;br /&gt;
उमंगें, तरंगे, आयीं हैं हजारों&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
तो ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ज़्हुमो नाचो&amp;nbsp;गाओ, यारों मज़े करो&lt;br /&gt;
न दुखी होके&amp;nbsp; दुनिया को बोर करों&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
इस महफ़िल में रंग भरो&lt;br /&gt;
दिल की धड़कन तेज करो&lt;br /&gt;
जोर से जरासा तुम शोर करो&lt;br /&gt;
... बात न बनी कुछ और करो&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
क्या ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ज़्हुमो नाचो गाओ, यारों मज़े करो&lt;br /&gt;
न दुखी होके  दुनिया को बोर करों&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
सुबह शाम जम कर काम करो&lt;br /&gt;
तन मन धन तुम निसार करो&lt;br /&gt;
कम के साथ जरा प्यार करो&lt;br /&gt;
दिल आये उस पर मिट मरो&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
फिर ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ज़्हुमो नाचो गाओ, यारों मज़े करो&lt;br /&gt;
न दुखी होके  दुनिया को बोर करों&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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--- This is basically a hindi translation of the&amp;nbsp;lyrics of &quot;We will, We will, Rock you&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम, जय, भीम &lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम, जय, भीम &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
यार तू जोर का शोर कर &lt;br /&gt;
खेलते रोडपे तू बड़ा बन&lt;br /&gt;
थोब्ड़ेपे&amp;nbsp;कीचड़&amp;nbsp;- बेशरम&lt;br /&gt;
लात मार डब्बेको हर तरफ&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम, जय, भीम&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम, जय, भीम &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
यार तू जवान तगड़ा&lt;br /&gt;
चीखते रोडपे जीत जग&lt;br /&gt;
थोब्ड़ेपे खून&amp;nbsp;है&amp;nbsp;बेशरम&lt;br /&gt;
हिल तेरा ज़ंडा तू हर तरफ&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम, जय, भीम &lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम, जय, भीम &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
यार तू बुड्ढा और गरीब&lt;br /&gt;
भीख मांग आँखों से शांतीकी&lt;br /&gt;
थोब्ड़ेपे कीचड़&amp;nbsp;है&amp;nbsp;बेशरम&lt;br /&gt;
कोई तुजे तेरी ही जगह दे&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम, जय, भीम &lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम, जय, भीम &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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जय भीम, जय भीम , जय भीम ,जय भीम , जय भीम , जय भीम ,जय भीम &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम माझा शिकणार्यांना, जय भीम शिकून लडणार्याना&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम नाही अडाण्याना, जी भीम नाही निष्कर्म्याना&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम , जय भीम ,जय भीम , जय भीम , जय भीम ,जय भीम &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
शिकणाऱ्यानो कस्ट करा रे, कस्ट&amp;nbsp;कर्यानो&amp;nbsp;शिक्षण घ्या&amp;nbsp;रे&lt;br /&gt;
बाबांसारखे थोडे व्हा रे, नंतर&amp;nbsp;जय&amp;nbsp;भीम म्हणा रे&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जय भीम, जय भीम , जय भीम ,जय भीम , जय भीम , जय भीम ,जय भीम &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
तंत्रज्ञान हे&amp;nbsp;बुद्धज्ञान, शिक्षण&amp;nbsp;आहे&amp;nbsp;धम्मज्ञान,&lt;br /&gt;
संघटना हि&amp;nbsp;अपुली&amp;nbsp;शक्ती,&amp;nbsp;संघर्षाने&amp;nbsp;देईल&amp;nbsp;मुक्ती&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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जय भीम, जय भीम , जय भीम ,जय भीम , जय भीम , जय भीम ,जय भीम &lt;br /&gt;
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- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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--- Written during Vibes95 for a poetry competition for the topic &quot;timeperiod shrinks&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am high, how can I deny&lt;br /&gt;
As you pass by, O star of the sky?&lt;br /&gt;
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I blurt each hi, with a glint in my eye,&lt;br /&gt;
n wish with a sigh, that you be my&lt;br /&gt;
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I have many, many a I&lt;br /&gt;
so when I say, please be my&lt;br /&gt;
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TI ME PER I O Dear&lt;br /&gt;
to your heart, without any fear&lt;br /&gt;
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For timeperiod shrinks, and tis very clear&lt;br /&gt;
that parting is near, until next year&lt;br /&gt;
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--- Pratap Tambay&lt;/div&gt;
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प्यारसे तुमने मुज़े देखा है, या मेरी आँखों ने दिया धोका है&lt;br /&gt;
प्यारसे तुमने मुज़े देखा है&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
बदलोको फिरसे बरसना है, खेतों की फिरसे ये तलाश है&lt;br /&gt;
निराश आज ये आकाश है, दिल मैं सिर्फ एक काश है&lt;br /&gt;
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प्यारसे तुमने मुज़े देखा है, या मेरी आँखों ने दिया धोका है &lt;br /&gt;
प्यारसे तुमने मुज़े देखा है&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
तेरी आँखों को हमने जाना हैं, जानेमन तुज़को पहचाना है&lt;br /&gt;
एक दिन तुज़को आ ही जाना है, उम्रभर साथ फिर निभाना है&lt;br /&gt;
प्यारको खुदा&amp;nbsp;हमने माना&amp;nbsp; है, जिंदगी को गले लगाना है&lt;br /&gt;
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प्यारसे तुमने मुज़े देखा है, या मेरी आँखों ने दिया धोका है &lt;br /&gt;
प्यारसे तुमने मुज़े देखा है&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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नजरेला त्या, नजर मिळव,जीव लाव पाहून&lt;br /&gt;
जातो कसा, कळेल मग, मीपणा हा वाहून.&lt;br /&gt;
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भ्रम मिटेल, ब्रम्ह भेटेल, जीव ओवाळून &lt;br /&gt;
राहशील नाहीतर, जगत मरत, रोज घुसमटून&lt;br /&gt;
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जीव साठे,&amp;nbsp; रक्त आटे, रोजचे गाऱ्हाणे&lt;br /&gt;
प्रेम झाले, सांगतो मी, सोड हे बहाणे&lt;br /&gt;
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ओत जीव, आणी आता, भरपूर फुलून ये&lt;br /&gt;
वाटलेल्या भावनांवर, नभांवर उडून ये&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
---&amp;nbsp;प्रताप&amp;nbsp;तांबे&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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धम्म आहे भीमराव माझा, मार्ग त्याचा&amp;nbsp;सुख&amp;nbsp;शांतीचा&lt;br /&gt;
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शील समाधी&amp;nbsp;प्रज्ञा&amp;nbsp;करुणा, धम्म धारण&amp;nbsp;कर&amp;nbsp;रे&amp;nbsp;तरुणा&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;भीमराव तर गेले आता, धम्माच आहे आपुला त्राता&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;धम्म ज्योत अपुली लावा, वादळात तेवत ठेवा&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;स्वतः साठी मार्ग शोधा, दीप स्तंभ होवून तेवा&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;शिक्षणाची धरा कास, बाबांचा हा उपदेश खास&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253870}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[11]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span&gt;दुरून कहो बघता सारे&amp;nbsp;, संघ आपुला सामील व्हारे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253870}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[13]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आधी संघर्ष स्वतःशी, मग दुसर्या समाजांशी&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;धम्म मध्ये भीमराव आहे, बाकी कशात भीमराव नाही&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
धम्म आहे भीमराव माझा&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;span data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;K&amp;quot;}&quot; id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2]&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;UFICommentBody&quot; id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0]&quot;&gt;My religion is Bhimrao, his  path is full of peace and tranquility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[1]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[2]&quot;&gt;Purity concentration, discernment love, O young man practice this dhamma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[3]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[4]&quot;&gt;Bhimrao is now gone, Dhamma alone is our savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[5]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[6]&quot;&gt;Light your dhamma lamp, keep it lighted in the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[7]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[8]&quot;&gt;Find your own road to liberation and be an inspiration to others and show them the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[9]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[10]&quot;&gt;Set your attention on education, this was baba&#39;s prime advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[11]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[12]&quot;&gt;Why are you seeing from far, this is your sangha, join up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[13]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[14]&quot;&gt;First struggle and win your self, then struggle against others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[15]&quot; /&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[16]&quot;&gt;Dhamma alone has Bhimrao, Nothing else has Bhimrao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;span data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;K&amp;quot;}&quot; id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2]&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;UFICommentBody&quot; id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;.reactRoot[145].[1][2][1]{comment10150455327343522_20253983}.0.[1].0.[1].0.[0].[0][2].0.[0]&quot;&gt;My religion is Bhimrao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- Pratap Tambay&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;और पिला दे मुज़्को साकी, होश अभी है थोडा बाकी&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; तोड़ी है मैंने सारी कसमे, दी थी तूने एक दिन जान की,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;हद ही नहीं थी मेरी वफ़ा मे, तू ने तो हद ही कर दी जफा की&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;और पिला दे मुज़्को साकी, होश अभी है थोडा बाकी&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;दुनिया होगी तेरी तरफ पर, संग दुआ मेरे&amp;nbsp;टूटे दिलों की&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;बंदगी मेरी समज़े न जो, फिकर करूँ क्यों ऐसे&amp;nbsp; खुदा&amp;nbsp;की&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;और पिला दे मुज़्को साकी, होश अभी है थोडा बाकी&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;काटी हैं मैंने जग जग रातें, फिकर करों तुम अपने सुबह की &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;गम को मेरे पल में हर ले, खोज मुज़े है ऐसे सूरा की&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;और पिला दे मुज़्को साकी, होश अभी है थोडा बाकी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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कितने पागल ... हें ये बादल&lt;br /&gt;
जहाँ जी चाहा ...&amp;nbsp;भटके ... जहाँ जी&amp;nbsp;आया ... बरसे,&lt;br /&gt;
आवारा साले&amp;nbsp;!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
कहीं बाढ़ ... कहीं सूखा,&lt;br /&gt;
रूठी राधा ...&amp;nbsp;प्यासी मीरा&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
कितने पागल ... हें ये बादल&lt;br /&gt;
जहाँ जी चाहा ... भटके ... जहाँ जी आया ... बरसे,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
अरे छोडो ... बांज़ पर बरसना,&lt;br /&gt;
अरे जाओ ... किसी खेत पर बरसों।&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
कितने पागल ... हें ये बादल&lt;br /&gt;
जहाँ जी चाहा ... भटके ... जहाँ जी आया ... बरसे,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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पाहता तिला मी, पाहण्यात दंग झालो,&lt;br /&gt;
पहिले तिला मी का, कसा भणंग झालो?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
केस मोकळे तिचे, गोड चाल लाघवी&amp;nbsp;,&lt;br /&gt;
वाजते सतार मंद, अंग अंग वाजवी.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
पाहता तिला मी, पाहण्यात दंग झालो,&lt;br /&gt;
पहिले तिला मी का, कसा भणंग झालो?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
नेत्र नेत्र भेटता, केस विपुल बांधले.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
बांधलो केसात का, मन कसे सुखावले?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
पाहता तिला मी, पाहण्यात दंग झालो,&lt;br /&gt;
पहिले तिला मी का, कसा भणंग झालो?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
सुटकेची आशाच नाही तुरुंग छान वाटतो&lt;br /&gt;
रेशमाचे बंध ओले, सुटकेलाच नकारतो.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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सकाळचा वारा,&lt;br /&gt;
गार गाव सारा,&lt;br /&gt;
खिडकी मध्ये, केस ओले, ओळखीचा तारा&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
प्रकाशात न्हालेली &lt;br /&gt;
मोत्यांनी भिजलेली&lt;br /&gt;
सांडणारे&amp;nbsp;मोती मोजत होती थांबलेली&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
शुब्र तिचा चेहरा &lt;br /&gt;
स्तंभितशा नजरा&lt;br /&gt;
डोळ्यास डोळे मिळता भिडता सुस्तीचा निचरा&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
अचमब्याचे &amp;nbsp; क्षण&lt;br /&gt;
दाटून साठून राहती&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
संवाद शुन्य, भिडल्या नजरा, दो जीवाचे क्षण&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
अचानक घडलेले&lt;br /&gt;
येते अजूनही स्वप्नी&lt;br /&gt;
हे स्वप्न, कि तेच होते, सकाळी पडलेले&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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मी &lt;br /&gt;
करंटा होतो&lt;br /&gt;
पडलो होतो, दिसत असूनही न बघत होतो;&lt;br /&gt;
माझा आभाळ,&lt;br /&gt;
मोठं होतं, विस्तीर्ण होतं.&lt;br /&gt;
सुर्य प्रयत्न करूनही,&lt;br /&gt;
मजपर्यंत पोचत नव्हता;&lt;br /&gt;
मला त्याची जाणीव नव्हती,&lt;br /&gt;
मला माझीही जाणीव नव्हती.&lt;br /&gt;
मी होतोच असा,&lt;br /&gt;
- हरवलेला, गुरफटलेला;&lt;br /&gt;
माझ्याच करंटेपणात.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
तू आलीस आणी,&lt;br /&gt;
माझे कित्येक भ्रूणमित्र,&lt;br /&gt;
गलिछ ओल्या द्रावातून वर,&lt;br /&gt;
कोंबवू लागले.&lt;br /&gt;
तुझ्या तोच्णाऱ्या, &lt;br /&gt;
आर्जवी स्पर्शाने,&lt;br /&gt;
कित्याकांची जन्मोजन्मीची अकर्मण्याता;&lt;br /&gt;
(या वातावरणाने लादलेली&amp;nbsp;)&lt;br /&gt;
धुवून गेली.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
डबक्याला ओहोळ लागले,&lt;br /&gt;
जीवन वाहू लागले.&lt;br /&gt;
या ओहोळांची नदी होईपर्यंत,&lt;br /&gt;
तू जाऊ नकोस&lt;br /&gt;
नाहीतर &lt;br /&gt;
ओहोळ आटतील&lt;br /&gt;
आणी&lt;br /&gt;
डबकं&amp;nbsp;डबकं राहील.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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काळजाचे ओठ माझ्या, तहानलेले तूचसाठी;&lt;br /&gt;
ही उदासी साठलेली, प्राण आहे तूज काठी.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
एक येते, एक येते, एक एक लाट येते;&lt;br /&gt;
पास येते, श्वास&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;घेते, ती तुझाच&amp;nbsp;श्वास घेते.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
काळजाचे ओठ माझ्या, तहानलेले तूच साठी;&lt;br /&gt;
हि उदासी साठलेली, प्राण आहे तूज काठी.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
गार वारे वाहती पण, वेदना ना बंद होई;&lt;br /&gt;
स्वैर होई मन माझे, मानिना बेबंद होई.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
काळजाचे ओठ माझ्या, तहानलेले तूच साठी;&lt;br /&gt;
हि उदासी साठलेली, प्राण आहे तूज काठी.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ती तुफाने छंद होती, अंध हे तुफान आहे;&lt;br /&gt;
मद्य हे मी फार प्यालो, का तरी रीताच आहे&amp;nbsp;?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
काळजाचे ओठ माझ्या, तहानलेले तूच साठी;&lt;br /&gt;
हि उदासी साठलेली, प्राण आहे तूज काठी.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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या ओठांनी गीत गाईले,&lt;br /&gt;
आठवते का तुला.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
या स्कंधावर मस्तक तुझिये,&lt;br /&gt;
होते ग त्या वेळा.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
या ओठांनी गीत गाईले,&lt;br /&gt;
आठवते का तुला.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
स्पंदनांची चाल बांधली,&lt;br /&gt;
गळी हस्तांच्या माळा.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
या ओठांनी गीत गाईले,&lt;br /&gt;
आठवते का तुला.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
स्वर लहरींचा लोट जाहला,&lt;br /&gt;
मुखचंद्र जवळी आला.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
या ओठांनी गीत गाईले, &lt;br /&gt;
आठवते का तुला.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
उषःकाल झाला कधीते,&lt;br /&gt;
कळले ना कुणाला.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
या ओठांनी गीत गाईले, &lt;br /&gt;
आठवते का तुला.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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तुझा स्पर्श&lt;br /&gt;
नरम, मुलायम, पाकाळीसारखा नाजूक आणी मनोहर&lt;br /&gt;
प्रेमळ अपुलेपणदर्शक, आश्वासक;&lt;br /&gt;
पण नको, मला स्पर्श करू नको&lt;br /&gt;
मी अस्पृश्य आहे.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
मला ठाऊक नाही,&lt;br /&gt;
महा सहन करता येईल कि नाही;&lt;br /&gt;
आणी तुलाही सहन होईल कि नाही,&lt;br /&gt;
माझा&amp;nbsp;उत्स्फूर्त&amp;nbsp;स्पर्शोल्लास:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
कारण&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
मी विसरलोय तुझा स्पर्श,&lt;br /&gt;
मी ओळखतच नाही त्याला;&lt;br /&gt;
फक्त माझ्या स्वप्नांत येत असे तो&amp;nbsp;- कधी, मधी,&lt;br /&gt;
आणी आज अचानक,&lt;br /&gt;
तुझा स्पर्श!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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काळरात्र सरली.&lt;br&gt;
उठा … आता तर माशालींचीही गरज नाही &lt;br&gt;
उठा आणी चालू पडा.&lt;br&gt;
त्यांनी तुमची वाट पहिली नसेल आणी&lt;br&gt;
गेले असतील पुढे,&lt;br&gt;
पण, म्हणून आता अडून बसू नका,&lt;br&gt;
उठा&amp;nbsp;- धावा, पळा, उडा&amp;nbsp;- गाठा.&lt;br&gt;
गाठा त्यांना, नाहीतर,&lt;br&gt;
पडाल असेच खिचपत&amp;nbsp;- सडत,&lt;br&gt;
कावळा सुद्धा स्पर्श करणार नाही&amp;nbsp;!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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उंबऱ्यावर सुर्य उभा आहे.&lt;br /&gt;
तुम्ही दरवाजा बंद केलात तरी;&lt;br /&gt;
फटींतून तो आत येणारच आहे.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आणि हा दरवाजा कधी तरी उघडणारच;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
कारण&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
प्रकाशाच्या एका तीरीपेने ज्यांचे भयाण &lt;br /&gt;
काळोखाचे भय घालवले अशा&lt;br /&gt;
अंधारात चाचपडणाऱ्याचे, त्या एका तीरीपेने&lt;br /&gt;
समाधान होणार नसते.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
ते दरवाजा कधी तरी उघडणारच असतात.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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आज आली, पुन्हा एकदा, तुझी फुलांमधली आठवण.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आठवल्या त्या व्याकुळ&amp;nbsp;नजरा, शब्द अन ते मधाळ ओले,&lt;br /&gt;
प्रीतीचे ते सुदिन होते, हाय अता ते निघून गेले.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आज आली, पुन्हा एकदा, तुझी फुलांमधली आठवण. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
पाने आली, खूप आली, पानेच आली, येतच गेली,&lt;br /&gt;
आस होती आयुष्याची, ती फुले कधी नाही आली.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आज आली, पुन्हा एकदा, तुझी फुलांमधली आठवण. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
एक कळी तू स्वपनामधली, पण नको तू नकोस उमलू,&lt;br /&gt;
गोड अपूर्णता वाटे मज ही, वेड जीवाचे राहू दे चालू.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आज आली, पुन्हा एकदा, तुझी फुलांमधली आठवण. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप तांबे&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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वर्षभर गजबजलेले एक रंगबेरंगी शहर,&lt;br /&gt;
मोटारींचा रहिवाट, जाहिरातींचा झगमगाट&lt;br /&gt;
इस्त्रीवाली, छत्रीधारी,&amp;nbsp;मोडर्न&amp;nbsp; किलबिलाट,&lt;br /&gt;
सुंदर कपडे, सुंदर मुखवटे, भरपूर सजावट&lt;br /&gt;
आधुनिकतेची जुनीच कहाणी.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आणी सहा डिसेंबर,&lt;br /&gt;
काळीकुट, मळकी, पूर्णपणे अ-मुंबई गर्दी,&lt;br /&gt;
रस्तोरस्ती दिसू लागते,&lt;br /&gt;
लोक घरीच बसतात, गाड्या वाट पाहतात,&lt;br /&gt;
दिवसभर चित्र असेच -&amp;nbsp;फाटके कपडे, हरवलेले चेहरे&lt;br /&gt;
मुखवटे नसलेले,&lt;br /&gt;
--- माणुसकीच्या शोधात.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
आणि पुन्हा दुसऱ्या दिवशी,&lt;br /&gt;
मुंबई होती तशी,&lt;br /&gt;
पुढच्या वर्ष&amp;nbsp;पर्यंत.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--- प्रताप&amp;nbsp;तांबे&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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बंद करुनी डोळे तुम्ही, चाललात कोठे&amp;nbsp;?&lt;br /&gt;
मीच तुमची कर्मभूमी, झालात जेथे मोठे.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जगता&amp;nbsp;का हो स्वतःसाठी, म्हणता आम्ही राजे&amp;nbsp;?&lt;br /&gt;
पीत असता रोज तुम्ही, रक्त माझे&amp;nbsp;ताजे.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
उघडा कि हो स्वमनाची, भव्य हि कवाडे.&lt;br /&gt;
पहा कैसे हृदयात, समाधान वाढे.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
प्राण वेचा धरेसाठी, सेवा धर्म साधा.&lt;br /&gt;
सामोरच्यातला एक घास, उपाश्यांना वाढा.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
वाजवा &amp;nbsp;रे शंख कुणी&amp;nbsp;, आणा नवे पर्व.&lt;br /&gt;
हाक द्या रे एक तुम्ही, येतील सर्व सर्व.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
खूप&amp;nbsp;झाली&amp;nbsp;झोप&amp;nbsp;आता, जागा तुम्ही&amp;nbsp;सारे.&lt;br /&gt;
इतिहासाचे पान&amp;nbsp;मिळावा, तारे&amp;nbsp;तुम्ही&amp;nbsp;व्हारे&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
-- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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जाणता &amp;nbsp;का कुणी,&lt;br /&gt;
कुठे मीरा दिवाणी,&lt;br /&gt;
फिरे अनवाणी,&lt;br /&gt;
गात हरी गाणी?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
शोधशी का हरी,&lt;br /&gt;
आज भूवरी,&lt;br /&gt;
नाही ती तरी,&lt;br /&gt;
त्या बावरी?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
मम बासरी रुसली,&lt;br /&gt;
तिस मीरा स्मरली,&lt;br /&gt;
मी नाही फुंकली,&lt;br /&gt;
तरी वाजली.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
जी वाजली मुरली,&lt;br /&gt;
ती मीराच बनली;&lt;br /&gt;
तव स्वासाने भरली,&lt;br /&gt;
म्हणूनच वाजली.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- प्रताप तांबे&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I see pain n misery &lt;br /&gt;exploitation sustainin treasury &lt;br /&gt;My means are pure, my end is pure &lt;br /&gt;Of my success, I am sure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh words ! not my way &lt;br /&gt;Immoral action ! far away &lt;br /&gt;Skillful action, skillful life &lt;br /&gt;Are my tools in my strife &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate not u, I fear not u &lt;br /&gt;My chains undone, I see u tied &lt;br /&gt;U say u tried, I know u lied &lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll set u free, I&#39;ll be ur guide &lt;br /&gt;
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