LEARNING IS LIFE

JAIN RELIGIOUS FLAG DAY:  KNOW JAINISM THROUGH FIVE COLOURS Five supreme beings, in colours shown, A path to follow, seeds are sown. Red stands for Sidhas, free and unbound, Yellow, the Acharyas, self-knowledge sound. White, the Arihantas, pious all the way, Green, the Upadhyayas, ascetics' sway. Dark blue, nuns and monks, good souls Reaching Siddhashila, making us whole. Red, the truth, a steady star, Satya - who we truly are. Yellow whispers, "Do not take," Achaurya, for goodness sake. White then blooms, a gentle dove, Ahimsa, filled with peace and love. Green appears, lust-fee strength, Brahmacharya, measured length. Dark Blue flows, a spacious sea, Aparigraha, simply free. No need to grasp, no urge to hoard, Let go, and be richly poured. Five vows to keep, in heart and mind, For unity's strength, for all mankind. A journey inwards, step by step, Toward freedom's call, forever kept. Let's paint a world with colors bright, Each hue a path toward the light.

  INSPIRED COUPLETS FROM BHAGAVAD GITA VERSE The body fades, its work is done, But soul lives on, its journey spun. No end in death, just change of scene, Eternal spark, forever keen. Eternal soul, a shining spark, Beyond the dark, beyond the mark. No ending here, no final breath, Just onward, past the gates of death. Death's dark door, a whispered lie, Release the fear, and truly fly. Your soul, a light, forever bright, Embrace the truth, banish the night.

  Death is a Myth, No End, Just Soul-Shift: A Poem The body ends, a worn-out shoe, But you, the soul, still brightly glow. Not gone, not done, just passing through, To fields where other wonders grow. No final stop, no curtain fall, Just changing clothes for a new scene. Life's stream flows on, embracing all, A vibrant awareness, ever keen. So shed the fear, let worries cease, Your spirit strong, forever bright. Find comfort in unending peace, And bathe yourself in endless light. Death is a myth, no fading light, Just journey onward, pure and bright

  Nine Divine Values to Foster, Practice and Hone During Navratri Nine nights arrive, a joyful sound, Navratri dawns, the air feels bright, Nine Goddess forms, on sacred ground, Banishing darkness, bringing light. First Shailputri, calm and ever still, Brahmacharini's grace, austere and deep, Chandraghanta's strength, against all ill, Kushmanda's creative promise to keep. Skandamata, nurturing, so kind, Katyayani, empowered, strong and bold, Kalaratri, fears left far behind, Mahagauri, from evils, we're unrolled. Siddhidatri, wholeness to bestow, Devotional path with a cosmic flow.

  Safe Water: The Root of Gender Equity and Empowerment  Water and women, bound by fragile thread, Where water fails, equality takes flight. Their health, their safety, opportunities dead, Drowned in the dark, consumed by endless night. Water crisis is woven in her plight, The burden borne, the journey long and hard. Her agency, a treasure beyond compare, Equitable voice, her purpose is fulfilled. Empower girls, with knowledge as their tool, Let science, farming, engineering call, For clean streams, sanitation's golden rule, And leaders strong, to answer one and all.