Remembrance Day - Poppy Day.

[Brahmanyan]

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Today November 11 is observed as Remembrance Day in the United Kingdom and Commonwealth Countries All public and private institutions and business establishments stop their activities for a couple of minutes at 11am on November 11 every year to observe the signing of armistice ending World war I (1914-1918) between Allied nations and Germany on November 11,1918.

People wear "Poppy flowers" on this day, as a synbol of sacrifices made by the soldiers in the wars.
"Scarlet corn poppies (popaver rhoeas) grow naturally in conditions of disturbed earth throughout Western Europe. The destruction brought by the Napoleonic wars of the early 19th Century transformed bare land into fields of blood red poppies, growing around the bodies of the fallen soldiers.
In late 1914, the fields of Northern France and Flanders were once again ripped open as World War One raged through Europe's heart. Once the conflict was over the poppy was one of the only plants to grow on the otherwise barren battlefields." (BBC)

I rembember during my childhood, on this day poppy flowers made of cloth will be pinned on the shirts against small amounts collected for charity. Municipal siren will be on exactly at 11 minutes past 11' O clock on this day to stand silent for two minutes.

Brahmanyan,
Bangalore.

 

[sangom]

Shri Brahmanyan Sir,

Thanks for this useful info.

 

[kunjuppu]

I believed that no century could beat the 20th century in sacrificing the prime of its youth, but looks like 21st would beat it. All around India, to the west, is but one big battle field. Hundreds are dying daily, if not thousands. Europe is inundated with refugees who probably have a unstable future there, considering the long felt attitude of the Europeans. Pray all this instability bypasses India, before the world, becomes calm again, albeit temporarily.

Remembering our jawans who lost their lives in 1947, 1962, 1971 and Kargil.

 

[Brahmanyan]

Shri Brahmanyan Sir,
Thanks for this useful info.

Here is the poem written by Canadian Poet Dr John McCrae, in 1915 on the occasion of Remembrance day.

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

View attachment in_flanders_fields.pdf

Brahmanyan,
Bangalore.

 

[Brahmanyan]

I believed that no century could beat the 20th century in sacrificing the prime of its youth, but looks like 21st would beat it. All around India, to the west, is but one big battle field. Hundreds are dying daily, if not thousands. Europe is inundated with refugees who probably have a unstable future there, considering the long felt attitude of the Europeans. Pray all this instability bypasses India, before the world, becomes calm again, albeit temporarily.

Remembering our jawans who lost their lives in 1947, 1962, 1971 and Kargil.

Dear Sri Kunjuppu,

Yes you said it. As the famous quote goes "Peace is just a period between two wars". Humans do not require any outside agencies to annihilate them, they themselves accomplish the deed. Many books are written on the subject. One of them "The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich" by William L. Shirer is a classic on the subject.

Warm Regards,
Brahmanyan,
Bangalore.

 

[Lalit]

Here is the poem written by Canadian Poet Dr John McCrae, in 1915 on the occasion of Remembrance day.

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

View attachment 5131

Brahmanyan,
Bangalore.

Thank you Sir, for sharing this poem and the details of the Poppy Day! I am also reminded of the Tennyson's poem "The Charge of the Light Brigade":The Charge Of The Light Brigade[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif][SIZE=-1]by Alfred, Lord Tennyson[/SIZE][/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif][SIZE=-1]Memorializing Events in the Battle of Balaclava, October 25, 1854
Written 1854
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[SIZE=-1]Half a league half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred:
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do & die,
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd & thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack & Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke,
Shatter'd & sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse & hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred![/SIZE][/FONT][FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif][SIZE=-1]
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[tbs]

hi

thanks.....today is war veterans day in USA.....THERE IS NO PEACE WITHOUT BLOOD...im a war veteran tooo....i know the war is

ugly job......but war is inevitable for the dharma....

 

[yesmohan]

[h=2]Remembrance Day:[/h]I remember what all I ought to forget;

I forget what all I ought to remember.