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Patradoot or The Messenger 40 /50 English version by Ravindra K Kapoor Originally written in Hindi by my Late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor After seeing your face, dear letter, Decorated with beautiful words, The sadness and gloom of her face, Would change into a blooming Rose, dear letter. With great anxiety she would ask, From where you have come, O dear letter, Have you brought a message for me from my love? From the place, where he dwells now a days. The feeling of love and affection would flash, On the face of my beloved wife, dear, And the shine of her beauty would expand, Seeing the beauty of words addressed to her. Her lotus like hands will softly open, Your covered face to bring you in light, And she would hold to you close to her heart, To extinguish the heat of her longings, dear letter. Her arms that uses to garland me dear, Removing All my worries and tiredness in her soft enfolds, You would taste the embrace of those lovely arms, When she would hold you, close to her heart, dear. The lovely tenderness of her soothing touch, Refreshed and charmed my heart always, While she was embracing me in her arms, Tired and exhausted from days labor long, It appears then, that her two lovely arms, Like the cool Lotus stems were engulfing My body burning from the tortures of summer, To take away the heat in their cool enfolds. Ravindra Kanpur India 16th Sept 2010 continues in 41 Based on the true freedom struggle story of Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor Protected as per Poetry Soup’s copy write protections Note: If any reader who is not a member of Poetry soup Has any question or queries, they can Send me an email on kapoor_skk@yahoo.com Patradoot in Hindi was originally written by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor around 1932, who was a freedom fighter. He wrote Patradoot in Hindi, when he was kept in Faizabad Jail for quite a long time. The Epic was written as a gift for my mother and it was sent to her secretly from Faizabad Jail. He was imprisoned by the British, as he was fighting for India's freedom under the leadership of Mahatma Gandhi. He was imprisoned many times during 1920 to 1947. After India’s independence as a true follower of Gandhi Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor left active politics and devoted rest of his life in writing easy mass literature and wrote many Dramas, Poetry books, epics. All his other literary works were mainly written from 1955 to 1990. He left this mortal world in 1994.

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Patradoot Or the Messenger 40 / 50

Patradoot or The Messenger 40 /50 English version by Ravindra K Kapoor Originally written in Hindi by my Late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor After seeing your face, dear letter, Decorated with beautiful words, The sadness and gloom of her face, Would change into a blooming Rose, dear letter. With great anxiety she would ask, From where you have come, O dear letter, Have you brought a message for me from my love? From the place, where he dwells now a days. The feeling of love and affection would flash, On the face of my beloved wife, dear, And the shine of her beauty would expand, Seeing the beauty of words addressed to her. Her lotus like hands will softly open, Your covered face to bring you in light, And she would hold to you close to her heart, To extinguish the heat of her longings, dear letter. Her arms that uses to garland me dear, Removing All my worries and tiredness in her soft enfolds, You would taste the embrace of those lovely arms, When she would hold you, close to her heart, dear. The lovely tenderness of her soothing touch, Refreshed and charmed my heart always, While she was embracing me in her arms, Tired and exhausted from days labor long, It appears then, that her two lovely arms, Like the cool Lotus stems were engulfing My body burning from the tortures of summer, To take away the heat in their cool enfolds. Ravindra Kanpur India 16th Sept 2010 continues in 41 Based on the true freedom struggle story of Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor Protected as per Poetry Soup’s copy write protections Note: If any reader who is not a member of Poetry soup Has any question or queries, they can Send me an email on kapoor_skk@yahoo.com Patradoot in Hindi was originally written by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor around 1932, who was a freedom fighter. He wrote Patradoot in Hindi, when he was kept in Faizabad Jail for quite a long time. The Epic was written as a gift for my mother and it was sent to her secretly from Faizabad Jail. He was imprisoned by the British, as he was fighting for India's freedom under the leadership of Mahatma Gandhi. He was imprisoned many times during 1920 to 1947. After India’s independence as a true follower of Gandhi Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor left active politics and devoted rest of his life in writing easy mass literature and wrote many Dramas, Poetry books, epics. All his other literary works were mainly written from 1955 to 1990. He left this mortal world in 1994.