Patradoot Or the Messenger 23/Many
Patradoot or The Messenger23 /Many
English version by
Ravindra K Kapoor
DESCRIPTION OF MY BELOVED’S PLACE ALLAHABAD
How fertile is the land of my city Allahabad,
That produces brave humans like Gems,
Who give deliverance to save,
The suffering mankind, dear letter.
That postman will take you promptly,
On that pious land of Prayag, dear letter,
And you will get the chance to get free,
From the imprisonment of the postman’s bag
Ravindra
Kanpur India 29th July 2010 to continue in 24
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Patradoot in Hindi was originally written by my father late
Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor in 1932, when he was imprisoned
by the British, as he was fighting for India's freedom
under the leadership of Mahatma Gandhi. 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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