Hi Friends,

Even as I launch this today ( my 80th Birthday ), I realize that there is yet so much to say and do.

There is just no time to look back, no time to wonder,"Will anyone read these pages?"

With regards,
Hemen Parekh
27 June 2013

Friday, 9 October 1970


Standing like a guard
Deaf , but not mute
I hear you speak
From dawn to dusk,
A word of vigil
To all the youth
At thy feet ;
The makers of the future
Theirs ,
And of this ailing world –
And as I listen
You speak the story
Of all those dead
In whose memory you stand ,
I wonder
What would they have to say ,
If they knew
That this world , to day
Is farther from the end
To which they fought ,
Than on the day
They were dead ;
And that this ,
You , O Campanile ,
Standing tall at KU campus ,
Serve but as a summon ,
To the 8 o’clock class

On M , W  and  F  !


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