गीत कविता 🔼

गीतकार – जोत्सना जरी

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मुझसे बात करने के बाद घर मत आना

हे प्रिये मेरी बात सुनो

झगड़े के बाद,

कोई और बात नहीं है

ओह हनी ओह प्यारी मेरी बात सुनो।

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जैसे आप उड़ते बालों के साथ झूल रहे हैं

जितना हो सके मेरे चारों ओर घूमें

मैं क्रोध और अभिमान में अपनी आँखें बंद करता हूँ

मैं घास पर लेट जाऊंगा

लेकिन मैं अपने आप को आप पर प्रकट नहीं करूंगा

ओह हनी ओह प्यारी मेरी बात सुनो।

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अगर आप मुझे कॉल करना चाहते हैं

संदेश द्वारा

अपनी लव ऑडिट रिपोर्ट जमा करें…

आप अभी नहीं छोड़ें

ओह हनी ओह लवी मेरी बात सुनो।

Поэзия  :   Ты моя любовь 🔼

Поэт  :  Йотсна Яри

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Не волнуйся

Я чувствую, как твое сердце бьется

навсегда

Мои глаза притягивают тебя каждое мгновение

Ты можешь сказать

Это моя атомная любовь

я ничего не говорю

Ты моя любовь

Всегда  Везде.

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Эй, послушай меня

Как дела ?

Я в порядке

как живая река

Убедитесь, что однажды…

я буду океаном

потому что мое сердце будет

исполнить избыток Любви.

شاعری: تم میری محبت ہو

شاعر:  جوتسنا جری

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فکر نہ کرو

مجھے آپ کے دل کی دھڑکن محسوس ہوتی ہے۔

ہمیشہ کے لیے

میری آنکھیں آپ کو ہر لمحہ کھینچتی ہیں۔

آپ کہہ سکتے ہیں

یہ میری جوہری محبت ہے۔

میں کچھ نہیں کہتا

تم میری محبت ہو

ہر وقت ہر جگہ۔

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ارے میری بات تو سنو

آپ کیسے ہو ؟

میں ٹھیک ہوں

ایک زندہ دریا کی طرح

یقینی بنائیں کہ ایک دن…

میں سمندر بن جاؤں گا۔

کیونکہ میرا دل چاہے گا۔

بہت ساری محبت کو پورا کریں۔

शायरी  :  तुम मेरे प्यार हो ️🔼

कवि  :   जोत्सना जरी

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चिंता मत करो

मुझे लगता है कि आपका दिल धड़क रहा है

उम्र भर

मेरी आँखें आपको हर पल खींचती हैं

आप कह सकते हैं

यह मेरा परमाणु प्रेम है

मैं कुछ नहीं कहता

तुम मेरा प्यार हो

हर समय हर जगह।

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अरे, मेरी बात सुनो

क्या हाल है ?

मैं ठीक हूं

एक जीवित नदी की तरह

सुनिश्चित करें कि एक दिन…

मैं समंदर हो जाऊंगा

क्योंकि मेरा दिल करेगा

भरपूर प्यार को पूरा करें।

Poetry : You are my love 🔼

Poet – Jotsna Jari

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Don’t worry 

I feel your heart beat 

forever 

My eyes draw you  every moment 

You can say 

It’s my atomic love 

I don’t say anything 

You are my Love 

Everytime  Everywhere. 

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Hey, listen to me 

How are you  ? 

I am fine 

like a alive river 

Make sure  one day 

I shall ocean 

because my heart 

fulfill plenty  Love. 

❤️

Book Review – Charles Sanders Peirce 🔼

💧 Book💧 Review 💧

 

All time great Charles Sanders Peirce lastly surpassed Aristotle🔼 

writer –  Jotsna Jari 

“The essence of belief is the establishment of a habit. My language is the sum total of myself.” – Charles Sanders Peirce

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Who is the most original and the most versatile intellect that the Americas have so far produced? 

The answer “Charles S. Peirce” is uncontested, because any second would be so far behind as not to be worth nominating. 

He was mathematician, astronomer, chemist, geodesist, surveyor, cartographer, metrologist, spectroscopist, engineer, inventor; psychologist, philologist, lexicographer, historian of science, mathematical economist, lifelong student of medicine; book reviewer, dramatist, actor, short story writer; phenomenologist, semiotician, logician, rhetorician and metaphysician.

Charles Sanders Peirce was born in Cambridge, Massachusetts in 1839. His father was an eminent mathematician and a professor at Harvard University. Charles received a solid education in experimental sciences, mathematics, logic and philosophy.

When he graduated from Harvard in 1859, he went to work for the Geodetic Survey, where he was employed for 30 years. He wrote numerous scientific articles for the Survey, a number of which were republished in 1878 in his only book to be published during his lifetime, Photometric Researches, which earned him international recognition among astrophysicists. 

He also published some important articles on relational logic, the philosophy of science and pragmatism.

For five years (1878-1884) he was a lecturer in logic at Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore, and served intermittently as a special lecturer in the philosophy of science at Harvard (1864-1865, 1866-1867, 1903-1905). 

However, he never did obtain a tenured position as a university professor, despite his many applications submitted from 1868 to 1895.

In 1887, at the age of 48, he withdrew to Milford, Pennsylvania, where he lived in poverty, writing reviews of scientific and philosophical works, and collaborating on Baldwin’s Dictionary of Philosophy and Psychology (1901-1902).

                     Husband & Wife 

From 1903 to 1911, he kept a regular correspondence with Lady Welby that was significant in the development of his Semiotic theory.

He died in 1914, in obscurity, still working on his theory of logic, with no publisher and only a few occasional disciples, unknown to the public at large.

After his death, his numerous manuscripts were sold to Harvard University by his wife. Some of them have been published in the Collected Papers and Elements of Mathematics. The definitive critical edition of Peirce’s writings is in progress. It will include about 30 volumes, of which the first six have been published (1982-1999).

Today, he is recognized as the founder of the philosophy of pragmatism.

Besides being a scientist, logician, and philosopher, Peirce is the patron of modern semiotics, which is the core of his philosophical system. Logic conceived as semiotics, and semiosis, defined as the agency of the sign, are key concepts of his philosophical architecture. The sign, in turn, is a synonym of thought, mind, and continuity. Semiotics, according to Peirce, is founded on phenomenology, whose three universal categories are at the root of his philosophical system. 

Logic or semiotics is not isolated but coordinated within two other normative sciences, ethics and aesthetics, which guide human ideals. The interconnections between these three branches of philosophy are essential to Peirce’s evolutionary pragmatism.

Peirce’s insistence on the principle of continuity as well as evolutionism tout court lies in the two cornerstones of his metaphysics, synechism, the doctrine of continuity, and its complementary opposite, tychism, the doctrine of absolute chance. 

Collected Papers of Charles Sanders Peirce, Volumes I and II: Principles of Philosophy and Elements of Logic

Product Details

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$312.00 • £249.95 • €281.00

ISBN 9780674138001

Publication Date: 01/01/1932

962 pages

Charles Sanders Peirce has been characterized as the greatest American philosophic genius.

He is the creator of pragmatism and one of the founders of modern logic.

James, Royce, Schroder, and Dewey have acknowledged their great indebtedness to him. 

A laboratory scientist, he made notable contributions to geodesy, astronomy, psychology, induction, probability, and scientific method. He introduced into modern philosophy the doctrine of scholastic realism, developed the concepts of chance, continuity, and objective law, and showed the philosophical significance of the theory of signs and mathematical logic. The present series is the first published edition of his systematic works. 

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Poetry : That’s All 🔼

Poet  :   Jotsna Jari

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Hello sweet time

how are you all

your house dream sunshine…

are everything ok ?

When Boshekh month comes

my chest is heaving…

the language of crying

seems to be scattered all around.

Why only Boshekh month ?

I feel like a crazy person

after being beaten

by storm & rain  all my life.

When I stand in the courtyard,

a piece of sky rubs its eyes & says-

oh friend, don’t be afraid…

I will tie your happiness in human bond.

Поэзия: это все 🔼

Поэт : Йотсна Яри

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Привет сладкое время

как дела

солнце твоей мечты о доме…

все в порядке?

Когда наступит месяц Бошех

моя грудь вздымается…

язык плача

кажется, что все вокруг разбросано.

Почему только месяц Бошех?

Я чувствую себя сумасшедшим

после избиения

бурей и дождем всю мою жизнь.

Когда я стою во дворе,

кусочек неба протирает глаза и говорит-

о друг, не бойся…

Я свяжу твое счастье человеческими узами.

شاعری : بس

شاعری :  بس

شاعر: جوتسنا جری

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ہیلو پیارا وقت

آپ سب کیسے ہیں

آپ کا گھر خواب کی دھوپ…

کیا سب کچھ ٹھیک ہے؟

جب بوشخ کا مہینہ آتا ہے۔

میرا سینہ دھڑک رہا ہے…

رونے کی زبان

چاروں طرف بکھرے ہوئے دکھائی دیتے ہیں۔

صرف بوشخ مہینہ کیوں؟

میں ایک پاگل شخص کی طرح محسوس کرتا ہوں۔

مارنے کے بعد

میری ساری زندگی طوفان اور بارش سے۔

جب میں صحن میں کھڑا ہوں،

آسمان کا ایک ٹکڑا آنکھیں رگڑتا ہے اور کہتا ہے-

اے دوست ڈرو نہیں…

میں تمہاری خوشی کو انسانی بندھن میں باندھ دوں گا۔

कविता  :  बस इतना ही 🔼

कवि  :   जोत्सना जरी

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नमस्कार मधुर समय

आप सब कैसे हैं

आपके घर का सपना धूप…

सब ठीक हैं?

जब बोशेख महीना आता है

मेरा सीना भारी हो रहा है…

रोने की भाषा

चारों ओर बिखरा हुआ प्रतीत होता है।

केवल बोशेख माह ही क्यों?

मैं एक पागल व्यक्ति की तरह महसूस करता हूँ

पिटाई के बाद

जीवन भर तूफान और बारिश से।

जब मैं आंगन में खड़ा होता हूँ,

आकाश का एक टुकड़ा अपनी आँखों को रगड़ता है और कहता है-

ऐ दोस्त डरो मत…

तेरी खुशियों को इंसानी बन्धन में बाँध दूँगा।