A poem by Dwarika Pd. Shrestha about the uneasiness he felt looking at monuments of black slaves of Africa carved on black stone on main entrance of ILO headquarter during his trip to attend a training program in Italy. [Read more...]
The last time I saw you, you looked like an angel You were beautiful inside out Your heart and soul reflected your beauty You were one in a million without a doubt. - A poem by Smriti Rai [Read more...]