EPILOGUE

It was 1986. One of my friends, impressed with the nicety of abridgent, during the Authors Guild of India Convention, at New Delhi, suggested me to send it to POET, International for publication. Indeed, it inaugurated a new era in my writing career The Editor-in-Chief, Dr. Krishna Srinivas, the chief Voice of English Poetry, swept off by its beauty asked me to send it to U.S.A., besides bidding me to write many more on such themes. The American Editor, considering it as a good piece selected it for inclusion in the Ninth Biennial Anthology of Premier Poets of the world; and was published in 1986. Gratified, soon I filled my Indian pen with ink Indian and worked on Indian scenarios, filling every frame with immortal Indian characters, who could immortalise any reader with mention of their names, no mather wherever they are. In a couple of months, their number crossed half a century count, and what is more, the urge for further composition is waxing, and I am sure they will reach the readers under covers on and again' rather as long as there is response for them.

Reverting, each elated me and delighted the discerning intellectuals too. To share my joy to readers at home and abroad, I approached he benevolent T.T.D. Management for finance and it was granted. So stands it now glaring at you for perusal. Read leisurely and lass onto those, who smack lips an such dish. Please drop in a line about your reaction, which will definitely he incorporated in the second volume, going to the press shortly. At this stage I say, and should with folded hands that credit goes to Dr. Krishna Srinivas, the Founder-president of World Poetry Society, for having ignited my faculty with a mere stroke of his potent pen. My obeisance to him again.

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