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ALL INDIA
ASPIRING WRITER's
AWARD
Niranjan Saxena
REGISTRATION ID
B5380
YOUR FINAL SCORE IS IN BETWEEN
9.21 - 9.75
IFHINDIA CONGRATULATE YOU FOR BEING IN THE TOP 10 FINALISTS.
YOUR FINAL SCORE WILL BE ANNOUNCED IN THE AWARD CEREMONY.
1. THE TITLE WINNER SCORE MUST BE MORE THAN 9.70 WHO WILL BE WINNING 1,50,000/- CASH PRIZE & YOU MAY BE ONE OF THEM FOR SURE BECAUSE OUR FINAL WINNER IS IN BETWEEN THOSE TOP 10 FINALISTS INCLUDING YOU.
2. SINCE YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE TOP 10 FINALIST YOU WILL BE GETTING EXCLUSIVE GIFT COUPON WORTH 5000/- EACH
(Note : You must participate either in ONLINE EVENT or OFFLINE EVENT without fail to get your AWARD BENEFITS)
3. ALL TOP 10 FINALIST INCLUDING YOU MUST PARTICIPATE IN THE MEGA EVENT EITHER OFFLINE OR ONLINE BECAUSE EVEN YOU MAY BE THE ONE WHO WIN THE TITLE FOR SURE.
4. INCASE YOU ARE NOT WILLING TO PARTICIPATE IN THE MEGA EVENT/ AWARD CEREMONY EITHER OFFLINE OR ONLINE then your journey in the contest will end here. HOWEVER YOU WILL STILL RECEIVE THE BEST 25 WRITERS BENEFITS but you will not get any benefits for being in the TOP 10 incase you quit from the contest hereafter.
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Written By
Niranjan Saxena
Breaking Chains of Tradition
In lands where rivers carve their path,
And mountains stand with timeless wrath,
There grows a dream among the fields,
Of breaking chains, of hearts unsealed.
A land adorned with age-old lore,
With customs built on years of yore,
But time has come, a wind does blow,
A change that makes new flowers grow.
In narrow lanes, beneath the sky,
The echoes of an old lullaby,
Sing of a girl once bound by fate,
But now she dreams, her vision great.
She walks to school, her books in hand,
Where once her role was merely planned,
To marry young, to serve, obey,
But now she learns to lead her way.
The blacksmith’s son, with hands of fire,
Dreams not of iron nor of the pyre,
He sketches birds that soar the breeze,
A world of art beyond the seas.
And farmers' daughters, once unseen,
Rise now as leaders, bold, serene,
They speak of rights, they claim their space,
Tradition bends before their grace.
In villages where silence stood,
The widow’s voice now understood,
She weaves her story, tells her pain,
And finds her strength to live again.
Caste-bound walls that held apart,
Now crumble as love sways the heart,
Two hands entwined, two lives as one,
Despite the chains, their love has won.
The sacred temples hear the plea,
Of all to enter, all to see,
No gates for some, no shadows cast,
The future bright, unchained at last.
The fields of Bharat bloom anew,
With dreams unbound, with skies of blue,
Where once the lines were drawn so tight,
Now blend in hues of vibrant light.
From city streets to rural lands,
The youth rise up, with open hands,
To honour past, but not to bow,
To bring forth change, and live now.
For chains that bind, though forged in gold,
Can turn to dust when hearts grow bold,
And Bharat, with all her pride,
Now journeys forth, with stars as guide.
The elders watch, their hearts reborn,
To see the new while old is sworn,
To find the balance, bridge the two,
Where the past and future both are true.
And as the sun on Bharat shines,
The people rise, redraw the lines,
Tradition held in love, not fear,
A brighter dawn, a future clear.
For in each heart a voice resounds,
Of breaking free, of breaking bounds,
And with each step, a story spun,
Of Bharat, reborn as one.
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