(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.
We present Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Shivasagar Falls…~”. We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) and his artwork.)
~ Shivasagar Falls…~
(A memorable trip to Shivasagar Falls, Karnataka)
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In nature’s paradise, where celestial songs play
Shivasagar Falls whisper secrets with its gentle sway
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Amidst the mountains, verdant and deep
A heavenly cascade in soft murmurs does creep
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Waterfalls dance, in misty delight
Enchanting hearts beneath the cloudy light
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In Mother Nature’s lap, serene and so free
Shivasagar’s beauty mesmerizes you and me
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Across the skies of shifting rainbow hues
This gem of wilderness offers myriad dreamy views
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A must-visit haven, where peace does reside
These falls enthrall, where nature’s magic abides…
Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra, known for his wit and wisdom, is a prolific writer, renowned satirist, children’s literature author, and poet. He has undertaken the monumental task of writing, editing, and coordinating a total of 55 books for the Telangana government at the primary school, college, and university levels. His editorial endeavors also include online editions of works by Acharya Ramchandra Shukla.
As a celebrated satirist, Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra has carved a niche for himself, with over eight million viewers, readers, and listeners tuning in to his literary musings on the demise of a teacher on the Sahitya AajTak channel. His contributions have earned him prestigious accolades such as the Telangana Hindi Academy’s Shreshtha Navyuva Rachnakaar Samman in 2021, presented by the honorable Chief Minister of Telangana, Mr. Chandrashekhar Rao. He has also been honored with the Vyangya Yatra Ravindranath Tyagi Stairway Award and the Sahitya Srijan Samman, alongside recognition from Prime Minister Narendra Modi and various other esteemed institutions.
Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra’s journey is not merely one of literary accomplishments but also a testament to his unwavering dedication, creativity, and profound impact on society. His story inspires us to strive for excellence, to use our talents for the betterment of others, and to leave an indelible mark on the world.
Some precious moments of life
Honoured with ‘Shrestha Navayuvva Rachnakar Samman’ by former Chief Minister of Telangana Government, Shri K. Chandrasekhar Rao.
Honoured with Oscar, Grammy, Jnanpith, Sahitya Akademi, Dadasaheb Phalke, Padma Bhushan and many other awards by the most revered Gulzar sahab (Sampurn Singh Kalra), the lighthouse of the world of literature and cinema, during the Sahitya Suman Samman held in Mumbai.
Meeting the famous litterateur Shri Vinod Kumar Shukla Ji, honoured with Jnanpith Award.
Got the privilege of meeting Mr. Perfectionist of Bollywood, actor Aamir Khan.
Meeting the powerful actor Vicky Kaushal on the occasion of being honoured by Vishva Katha Rangmanch.
Today we present his satire Surveillance Circus: Big Brother’s Mistress.
☆ Witful Warmth# 60 ☆
☆ Satire ☆ Surveillance Circus: Big Brother’s Mistress… ☆ Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra ‘Uratript’ ☆
In the grand theatre of life, where privacy once danced freely like a shy bride, the Surveillance Circus now parades arrogantly, with Big Brother as its stern ringmaster and every citizen transformed into performers under his unblinking gaze. The show is open to all, and the tickets are mandatory—sold without choice or consent, wrapped in glossy promises of security and protection. Cameras, drones, data trackers, and unseen algorithms choreograph this relentless spectacle, turning every gesture, whisper, and click into a prize-winning act for an insatiable audience. The world has become a vast coliseum where personal space is auctioned to the highest bidder, and secrets no longer whisper but scream under neon lights. The circus tent is vast, but its scent is suffocating, and the spectators, once curious, now weep in silent despair behind forced smiles.
Here, laughter is recorded, and tears are streamed for the endless database. The joke is on the citizens, who, invited under the guise of safety, find themselves stripped of dignity and autonomy. “Big Brother cares,” they chant, as their lives become scripts rewritten by unseen scribes thirsting for control. The ringmaster boasts of order and peace, but the true show is a tragic comedy—a ballet of fear and submission where dissent is the jester silenced by digital shackles. Children grow up knowing their play is watched; lovers whisper knowing the microphones lurk. The circus pets are no longer exotic creatures but ordinary people—tracked, catalogued, analyzed, and often forgotten amid the data flood.
The clowns are technology companies, juggling profits with privacy, selling data in dazzling colors while masks of benevolence shield their greed. Promises abound of encryption and safeguards, yet every click baits another camera, every like feeds another drone. The audience applauds the convenience while ignoring the creeping loss of freedom, like rabbits hypnotized by the ringmaster’s flashing baton. Privacy policies shrink like a balloon in the hot sun, and consent is a puppet led by strings of legalese and confusion. Behind the scenes, algorithms decide who is trustworthy, who is suspicious, and who gets spotlighted under the harsh glare of scrutiny, often for the faintest reasons, or no reason at all.
In this circus, the tightrope walkers balance on thin lines of legality as governments and corporations perform dizzying acts, claiming transparency and compassion while ushering in relentless surveillance. Whistleblowers risk everything to reveal the tricks of the trade, only to be cast out as villains, warning that the performance endangers democracy itself. No ordinary citizen can choose to leave the show; opting out is an illusion, a disappearing act that vanishes under the weight of digital dependency. The crowd claps mechanically, both enthralled and terrified, trapped in a cycle where keystrokes are footprints in an open digital desert.
The audience’s laughter has long since turned into hollow echoes; the clapping is automated and scripted. Families dine with screens illuminating faces, unaware of the silent data harvesters shadowing each scroll and gesture. The illusion of privacy betrayed becomes an invisible yoke, yet many remain silent, numbed by the circus’s glare or distracted by its colorful lies. And in quiet moments, beneath the dazzling lights, tears fall—tears for the lost spaces where souls once wandered unfettered, for the fragile sanctuaries demolished by the voyeur’s lens. The spectacle has consumed humanity’s quiet corners as quietly as it stole its voices.
When the curtains finally fall, what remains of the spectacle? An empty ring littered with discarded freedoms, memories of a privacy that once was—a fallen mistress betrayed by her own captors. The cost of security is a cage where trust is shackled, and freedom is a faraway echo. The Surveillance Circus continues, relentless and unrepentant, reminding us that in this show, the greatest tragedy is not the spectacle itself but the audience that forgets it has the power to walk away. Only when the crowd weeps louder than it claps will the circus end, and the spirit of privacy return to dance once more in the open air.
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.
We present Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Life Lessons…~”. We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.
We present Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Silent Vociferation…~”. We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.
We present Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Nameless Bonds… ~ / बेनामी रिश्ते (भावानुवाद)”. We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.
We present Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Forever Entwined…~”. We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.
We present Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Change…~”. We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) and his artwork.)
~ Change…~
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Fields,
Wells,
Open plains,
Markets,
Shared hearths,
Village squares,
A man surrounded by a crowd,
Talking, conversing, laughing…
Courier,
Telephone,
Mobile,
4G,
5G,
E-mail,
Facebook,
WhatsApp,
X,
YouTube,
LinkedIn,
Snapchat,
Threads,
Telegram,
Instagram…
Alone, isolated,
A solitary man..!
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(Inspired by Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj Ji’s poem परिवर्तन )
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.
We present Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Lapwing’s Endeavour…~”. We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) and his artwork.)
(Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi—an ex Naval Officer, possesses a multifaceted personality. He served as a Senior Advisor in prestigious Supercomputer organisation C-DAC, Pune. He was involved in various Artificial Intelligence and High-Performance Computing projects of national and international repute. He has got a long experience in the field of ‘Natural Language Processing’, especially, in the domain of Machine Translation. He has taken the mantle of translating the timeless beauties of Indian literature upon himself so that it reaches across the globe. He has also undertaken translation work for Shri Narendra Modi, the Hon’ble Prime Minister of India, which was highly appreciated by him. He is also a member of ‘Bombay Film Writer Association’.
We present Capt. Pravin Raghuvanshi ji’s amazing poem “~ Memories…~”. We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) and his artwork.)
~ Memories… ~
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They sat across from each other—two islands, separated by an ocean of unspoken years.
“My claim is simple,” she began, her gaze steady yet fragile, “Memories are mine alone—my only true inheritance.”
A small, almost nonchalant smile touched his lips.
“I agree.”
Her breath caught. “So easily you agree? Not once has any of my memories strayed into your nights? Melted the frost you carry inside? Stirred the still waters where you hide your storms?”
He looked away, as if searching for words not yet born.
“Memories,” he said slowly, “are newborns of the past.
And those who have lived entirely in the now…
who have never let the past plant its roots…
what claim could they have to such an inheritance?”
Silence swelled between them.
It carried the weight of what was said—
and the heavier weight of what remained unsaid.
From both ends of that silence… came the enigmatic sighs.
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(Inspired by Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj Ji’s short story स्मृतियाँ)
~ Shivasagar Falls… ~ 
