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드뷔시: 발레음악 ‘유희’, ‘캄마’, ‘장난감 상자’ 연주: 싱가포르 심포니 오케스트라, 란 슈이(지휘) 앞서 발매한 드뷔시 관현악 음반(BISSACD1837)으로 극찬을 받은 란 슈이가 이번에는 드뷔시의 발레음악에 도전하고 있다. 디아길레프의 의뢰로 1912년 작곡되어 그 다음 해 파리, 샤토레 극장에서 초연된 그의 마지막 발레 음악이자 관현악곡으로 한 소년과 두 소녀가 테니스를 하다가 잃어버린 공을 찾는 동안 사랑이 싹튼다는 이야기로 당시 발표된 스트라빈스키 ‘봄의 제전’으로 그 빛을 잃어버리고 1950년대 피에르 불레즈에 의해 20세기 최고의 음악으로 사람들에게 인정받기까지 기다려야만 했다. 캄마(쉼표)는 전설의 이집트 무희를 뜻하며 원래 피아노곡으로 작곡되었���나 드뷔시가 샤를 쾨슐랭에게 관현악 편곡을 부탁하였다. 피아노 연탄용 장난감 상자 역시 드뷔시의 제자 앙드레 카플레에 의한 관현악 버전이다. 싱가포르를 대표하는 국립 관현악단 싱가포르 심포니 오케스트라는 중국인 지휘자 란 슈이를 음악 감독으로 맞이하여 세계적으로 급부상한 단체로 성장하였다. 라흐마니노프의 교향곡을 비롯하여 드뷔시 관현악 작품에 특히 높은 평가를 받고 있다.

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Pantelleria, Carnevale a Khamma, Klaus-Peter Fischer, 1976 "A Pantelleria il carnevale ha una lunga tradizione pagana contadina. Inizia l’8 dicembre, finisce durante il periodo delle Ceneri e si svolge all’interno dei Circoli. I Circoli hanno una loro bandiera, uno statuto, un codice d'onore tramandato dagli antenati che, dalla seconda metà dell’800, li costruirono come luogo per il dopolavoro agricolo. Durante il Carnevale questi luoghi si trasformano in piccole e affollate balere dove è possibile ballare il liscio fino all’alba e dove si può celare la propria identità sotto la maschera. Più che mascheramento è un camuffamento sotto cui ci si nasconde con lenzuola, guanti da cucina, parrucche colorate e quant’altro possa servire a confondere o nascondere. Alcuni nascondono addirittura la propria voce declinandola in falsetto. A mezzanotte il maestro d’orchestra annuncia a tutte le maschere presenti che, se vogliono rimanere nel Circolo, devono privarsi del travestimento. Chi non ha intenzione di svelare la propria identità è quindi costretto, ad uscire dalla sala da ballo. Da due secoli, questa tradizione pagana non è mai cambiata e, come si può comprendere, questi balli, specialmente nel passato e per le donne, costituivano l’unica opportunità di evasione e di nuove conoscenze." Spiegazione tratta dal libro Isole d'inverno di @federicadigiovanni_photo #pantelleria #pantelleriaisland #KlausPeterFischer #carnevale #khamma #isoleminori #isoleitaliane #mare #isole #island #sea #isola #mediterraneo #photography #blackandwhite #bn #vintagephoto #vintagephotography #oldphoto #foundphoto #lostmemories #antiquephoto #oldphotos #oldphotograph #isoleminorifoto (presso Isola di Pantelleria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CouIdLdM43o/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Hanan Jasim-Khammas: On Writing the Body in Iraqi Literature After 2003

By Olivia Snaije Iraqi academic Hanan Jasim-Khammas was just 19 n 2004, when the Abu Ghraib prisoner abuse came to light. Later, as a student of comparative literature, she became fascinated by body and gender studies, which led her back to 2004, to examining the terrible and powerful representation of bodies in the Abu Ghraib scandal. “I couldn’t articulate how I felt about Abu Ghraib, how those…

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈: The Alliance

𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘: || Kesariya ||~ The Saffron Shade of Love

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: This story is a fictional account on the marriage of Maharana Pratap with Purbai Solankini, the Princess of Solanki Clan. She was originally known as Pyaar Kanwar Solanki, and her name changed after her marriage. It's strictly fictional and bashing in comments or in my Asks as anons is not allowed other than constructive criticism.

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Maharani Jaiwanta Baiji Songara took the flower from the copper plate nearby and pushed it on the needle, making it roll down in the white string of the Garland she was making. The Maharani of Mewar was as generous as the flow of the River, always giving and never asking. But there was one thing Jaiwanta Baiji was picky about.

The Pooja of Her Krishna.

And thus, the Queen of Mewar was stringing garlands of white Jasmine flowers along with her sister-wives, the other wives of her Husband Maharana Uday Singh, namely Sajja Baiji Solankini and Karamati Baiji of Marwar, Maharana Uday Singh's second and third wife respectively, his fourth wife Veer Bai Jhala having gone to the temple of Eklingji to pray for the beloved son of Mewar, Kunwar Pratap Singh Sisodiya who was stationed at Kelwara.

"Jija! Here." Sajja Baiji said and gave the newly strung garland to Jaiwanta Baiji, the dusky skinned beauty of Jalore taking it and admiring it. "Jija, I see you thinking about something a lot nowadays. What happened? You look worried." Karamati Baiji asked.

It was a known fact to both that why Jaiwanta Baiji thought a lot. The Songara Chauhan Princess was worried about the ammunition help that would be needed for future help. Maharana Udai Singh remained firm on his resolve to surrender to the Mughals, but some other Rajput kings did not consider it appropriate to fight against the Mughals. This was the reason that Mewar had less military force, due to which the Mewari Rajputs had to pay a heavy price in the future.

"I'm just worried about ammunition, Karamati Behna. We know that some of our family are openly with us, and some are against it. How will we fight the Mughals until we get enough military forces?" Jaiwanta Baiji placed forth her worry.

"Jija, why do you worry about this? Ranaji will find a good solution. And about ammunition, I'm here right? My Father Rao Prithvi Singh Solanki won't stay behind in helping Ranaji." Sajja Baiji said in a soothing tone, which eased the worry in Jaiwanta's heart. Just as she could string another flower, her maid walked in.

"Khamma Rani sa Hukum!" She bowed. "Rana sa Hukum as for you three's presence in his Private Chambers main room. He awaits you with Rawat Chundawat ji." She told them and the three Queens of Mewar looked at each other with furrowed eyebrows, wondering why he would need all of their presence at once.

They all looked at each other, as Amar came in running exactly then for Jaivanta Bai. She laughed softly and scooped the three year old into her arms and took him with them, knowing that seeing Amar will calm Ranaji down too.

Rana Uday Singh meanwhile was agitated, worrying his lower lip between his teeth as he paced around the map of Rajputana. "We need ammunition, Ranaji. Kunwar Pratap is in Kelwara with our Army, and Bhils of Van Rajya are with us all thanks to him. But we still need an entire army at our dispatch for our war against the Mughals." Rawatji said.

Rawat Sai Das Chundawat was a great and able commander for Mewar, who also worked as a Strategy Planner and a Advisor to Maharana Uday Singh. The History of Mewar said that originally, the Chundawats were the sub-caste od Sisodiyas. Their progenitor Chunda Singh was the original heir of his Father Maharana Lakha, but gave away the Throne to his younger step brother Mokal Singh Sisodia.

"I know, I know Rawatji. But you know what happened to the letters we sent. Some replied in agreement, some in disagreement and some weren't replied." Maharana Uday Singh said in a frustrated tone, just as the two heard the sound of anklets.

"Dadajiraj!” came the cheery voice of Amar, who ran straight to his grandfather’s arms, as the latter’s three wives entered, looking at their husband and understanding the tense situation.

"Bhanwarji!" Uday Singh smiled automatically as he picked up his grandson and kissed his head. "You were with your Dadisa?" He asked.

"I just went to her, Dadajiraj," said the three year old, his smile the same as his mother's, though everything else was a copy of Pratap.

"Bhanwarji, as much as I wish to talk to you and spend some time with you, I have something very important to discuss with your Dadisas. Why don't you go to your Maa sa Hukum?" Uday Singh said gently.

"Hukum Dadajiraj" Amar Singh slipped out of his hold and joined his palms in a greeting to everybody and left in search of his Mother.

"Ranaji, what happened?" Jaiwanta Baiji asked once she was sure Amar Singh had gone. "Jaiwanta Baiji, I need to talk to you about something important. I have discussed this new Battle plan with Rawatji for the war against Mughals but.." Rana Uday Singh trailed off looking away with a sigh.

"But?" Jaiwanta Baiji asked as Sajja Baiji and Karamati Baiji exchanged glances.

"But we are short of ammunition Jaiwanta Baiji.." He sighed, finally telling her his worries.

"Do you have any Kingdom in mind to form an alliance with?"

At this question of Jaiwanta Baiji, everyone looked at her. When the Queen shared a glance with other spouses of Kings, the other two knew what she was implying.

"Alliance?" Uday Singh furrowed his brows and looked at Jaiwanta Baiji. "I don't understand Jaiwanta Baiji." He said quietly. He did understand it very well, he just wanted her to say it clearly.

“To get a larger army and ammunition, we need to form an alliance,” Jaivanta said gently. “Shakta and Heer’s marriage strengthened the bond with Jalore, but what about Toda?”

“Toda?" Uday Singh blinked confused before looking at Sajja Baiji who stepped up. "Ranaji, my niece Pyaar Kanwar Solanki. She is the daughter of my younger brother and his first wife who died early, and my brother was martyred. She was mainly raised by my brother's second Wife Mumal Baiji and my Father Rao Prithvi Singh Solanki." Sajja Bai said. "She is around 2 or 3 years younger than Ajabde." She told him.

Rana Uday Singh nodded with a hum as he reminisced about the shy and timid Toda Princess whom he had seen ages ago when Sajja Baiji's brother was alive. "Will Kunwar Pratap agree? He's very protective of Ajabde Baisa." He asked.

"Why won't he when Ajabde Baisa convinces him?" Jaiwanta Baiji smiled innocently, making Rana Uday Singh look at her incredulously. "Jaiwanta Baiji, Ajabde Baisa is the eldest daughter in law of Mewar. She must understand that as the future Heir Kunwar Pratap has to marry multiple times, what is asking her then?" He asked.

"The same reason as you ask Dheer Behna before doing anything." Karamati Baiji piqued in with a sweet smile. Uday Singh froze, turning to look at Karamat Baiji and sighed. "Karamati Baiji, I ask you all too" He was cut off.

”Before you ask Dheer? I am your first wife!” Jaivanta Bai said with a frown.

"I am not saying that!!" Uday Singh said immediately, his eyes widening in the fear that Jaiwanta Baiji will get upset with him. Although she was never one to get upset, he had his own experience with her. But wait, WHY was he being reminded of those experiences now? They had a Son who had his own Son! Uday Singh mentally shook his head. Calm Jaiwanta Baiji first.

"Jaiwanta Baiji, I mean to say that I take your Paramarsh- I mean you fours too before asking her!" He tried to calm her down.

”You do? Then why are you questioning why Ajabde’s permission is needed?” Jaivanta fought back with her husband, glaring at him. Rawatji looked at the scene unfolding in front of him incredulously, standing quietly with an amused smile. The only person who can win against a stubborn Maharana Uday Singh was his first wife— Maharani Jaiwanta Baiji Songara of Jalore.

Uday Singh saw through it and sighed. Putting his hands on hips, he shook his head exasperated. "Jaiwanta Baiji, I can never win against you. Okay, you go and ask Ajabde, and I will write to Pratap only after getting her agreement." Uday Singh said.

Jaiwanta Baiji smiled victoriously, looking at her Sisters. "Then Ranaji, we must go back to our work." She said and took her leave, her feet turning towards Ajabde's room.

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I'm not doing all that, but I'll tell you what my morals are. My morals are the Noble Eight-Fold Path, which is the path of liberation from suffering and from the cycle of death and rebirth. My moral credo is to bring forth good khamma, and to consciously avoid bad khamma. To live by the dhamma set forth and exemplified by the Buddha. Those are my morals.

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Ghani Khamma

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World's truest love story

Khamma khamma ghani .... Radhe Radhe .......Namste dosto...... Hello and Hiii

I'm telling you about the best love story in world ...

this love story is Radha and Krishna ,, krishna is incomplete without radha and Radha is incomplete without krishna that's why their love story is know as Radhakrishn

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Khamma Ghani

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐈𝐈: Pyaar Kanwar Solankini

𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘: || Kesariya ||~ Saffron Shade of Love

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: This story is a fictional account on the marriage of Maharana Pratap with Purbai Solankini, the Princess of Solanki Clan. It's strictly fictional and bashing in comments or in my Asks as anons is not allowed other than constructive criticism.

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Toda, Rajasthan

The sunlight filtered through the huge windows of the Fort, the dark blue silk curtains with golden embroidery on its ends blocking the sunlight. One peeked through it and fell on the person sleeping. Their eyebrows scrunched and they turned their heads to the other side.

A middle aged woman came in and gently smiled at the person on bed, her grey and black hairs shining as she moved to the curtains and pushed them aside all while singing.

Gherdar Ghaghro gulaabi ravle chadi la

Gherdaar Ghaghro gulaabi ravle chadi la

The sweet melody of her was ringing in the whole Chamber as soon another maid entered and spread the raar and Lobhan filled smoke of the Dhoop around the Chambers. The person on the bed squirmed before slowly sitting up.

Ghani re Ghani Khamma, mhari kshatre Rani jaage,

Are Ghani re Ghani Khamma, Ghughariya thora Baaje!

The golden rays of sun fell on the luminous face which resembled that of moon, and it twinkled the small gem on her small nath, which was attached on her hairs with a small gold chain.

The brown eyes twinkled as she smiled softly and stretched herself a little, her Lac bangles kinkling together. “Ghani Khamma Baijiraj, please wake up. You have to go for your daily Pooja too. Also, Rao sa will be arriving soon. He has asked to meet you." Chanda said.

Chanda Dhaai was Purbai's mother's maidservant, and had raised Purbai as her Dhaai Maa since childhood, especially as her Mother had gotten weak due to a disease. When her Mother got pregnant again when she was eleven, she died at childbirth leaving a eleven year old Purbai and a baby Rai Singh. To give them a motherly affection, Her Father married Mumal Baisa but died in a Battle a year later leaving them alone. Mumal adored Purbai and loved her alot.

"Ji Dhaai Maa sa." Purbai smiled and got off from her bed and untangled her hairs as she walked towards the bath.

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Rao Prithvi Singh Solanki sat on his throne in his Chambers as he awaited his granddaughter Purbai in his Chambers. His eyes went out of his window when he heard a melodious laughter, and looked only to see the Children of the workers who worked in. He saw that the children of the maids and servants working in the palace had engaged Purbai in their games. Purbai would run after them and joke about catching them, and the children would burst out laughing.

Purbai laughed with them too, her melodious laughter lighting up the whole Palace. Prithvi Singh sighed softly. He wouldn't be hearing her melodious laughter, the soft voice of her singing Bhajans, her anklets chiming in the whole Palace, her radiant face daily.

The Pride of Solankis was now going to be the Bride of Sisodiyas.

He watched as Purbai soon disappeared into the palace threshold, and waited. She was full of energy, full of drive, eager to learn. And now, that little girl has grown up into a woman—graceful, wise beyond her years, and beauty which mirrors that of her late mother. She carried herself as if she were the elder princess of the Solanki lineage, yet at times, he could still catch a glimpse in her soft smile and reflective eyes of the little girl she was.

How quickly she had blossomed from being a little girl who used to hide under his arms, into a woman prepared for an even newer life, but not in another family.

"Dadosa Hukum?"

He immediately wiped the tear which had perched itself up at the corner of his eye and composed himself, he smiled at her. "Ah, Pyaar Baisa. Please come." He smiled.

Purbai regally walked in, smiling at her Grandfather. Pyaar Kanwar was her original name, along with Purbai. While most of the people outside the Fort called her by her name Purbai, she was often called as Pyaar Kanwar by her family members.

"Paava Dhoog Dadosa Hukum," She touched the floor near her Grandfather's feet. "Dadosa Hukum, you called me?" She asked as she sat in front of him, her palms folded neatly on her lap. Dressed in an elegant blue Poshak and jewelleries, Purbai looked like some Goddess of Yore.

"Baisaraj, I have something very important to talk to you about." Rao Prithvi Singh didn't knew how to tell this to Purbai. His Granddaughter although was easy to catch. "Yes Dadosa?" She asked politely.

"Pyaar Baisa.. You know Kunwar Pratap well, right?" He asked and Purbai felt her heartbeat rising. Not because of the fact that she loved him, that was surely not the case, but for the fact that she knew where this was going. Nodding a little, she waited for her Grandfather.

"Child, it's time you step in the another stage of a Woman's life. Rana Uday Singh has asked for your hand in marriage for his eldest son, Kunwar Pratap Singh. This will not only keep the tradition of Bappa Rawal's promise, but will also strengthen the relationship between Solankis of Toda and Sisodiyas of Mewar. Your Bua sa Sehajakunwar Solankini also married Rana Uday Singh. And I don't really think that I have to tell you about Kunwar Pratap. You have known him since long." He said.

Not really, Purbai thought. Yes, she had met Pratap at several occasions. Whenever she accompanied her Sajja Bua sa to Mewar after the birth of jer second son Veeramdev, she had met Kunwar Pratap for first time. Both were very young back then, but she had known that Kunwar Pratap didn't spoke too much. He was someone who always kept things to himself, but was great at holding conversations.

Kunwar Pratap was older to her by few years, him being a few months older to her cousin Kunwar Shakti. When she had gone there, she had met Jaiwanta Baiji, the Maharani of Mewar and was instantly attracted to her stature and poise. Such a great Lady she was! She hadn't gone much to Mewar after that, but had heard that Kunwar Pratap married Bijolia's Princess Ajabde Bai Punwar, and had a son with her.

"Dadosa.. I don't know what to say. Kunwar Pratap is already married." She said softly. "To Ajabde Baisa, Pyaar Baisa. I have met the Princess of Rao Mamrakh Punwar. Such a kind woman she is, she feels like Maharani Jaiwanta Baiji's own shadow. Always carries her with grace, is very respected and loved by whole family. I must say, Rana Uday Singh's doors of fortune opened when she walked in Mewar as Bride of Kunwar Pratap." Rao Prithvi Singh had met a young Ajabde when she married Kunwar Pratap. He was one of the members of Royal Court who had joined Kunwar Pratap's wedding Procession to Bijolia.

Purbai listened attentively, her interest piquing more in the Wife of Kunwar Pratap. She knew that political alliances were more due to duty to motherland than love. But who didn't knew about Kunwar Pratap's love for his beloved wife? She had heard tidbits that he had fought with his Father to marry her. She knew already that Pratap may never love her, as it was more of a Political alliance. But when she remembered seeing the genuine affection for her Bua sa in Rana Uday Singh's eyes, in a corner of her heart maybe she hoped he will admire her, if not love.

"Dadosa.. if you feel this alliance will bring prosperity to Toda and strengthen our relationship with Mewar, I agree for the marriage." She said softly. Rao Prithvi Singh Solanki smiled and caressed her hairs. "May Khiwaj Mataji always bless you my Child. Go, I will write to Rana Uday Singh about your acceptance." He said gently. "Dadosa, can I write to Bua sa?" When Rao Prithvi Singh nodded, she walked out with a smile.

Greeting the Maidservants and Soldiers who greeted her back, she made her way to her Chambers as her mind drifted back to the time she had met Pratap for the last time. It was before Pratap married the Baijilal of Bijolia, and it was the festival of Teej. Pratap had been polite, his eyes shining with love for his motherland, and full of respect for the women, for both of Royal Status and Common Women.

The older women of Mewar loved him like they loved their own sons, the young men looked up at him in awe and respect, the Girls fawned over him like butterflies over the flowers, and young Kids all adored him.

It didn't took long for Purbai to get a crush on him. And why would she not? Pratap was someone who was the every word bards sing about Rajput. He was brave, he was generous, he was a people's person, he lived in Palaces yet he was down to earth, he loved his Mother and Motherland so much and never bowed to anyone but Eklingji, his Mother, Motherland, Clan Goddess, His Parents and Mothers, his Teachers and close kins who were elders, and always created havoc in Mughal Armies.

He was someone whom even Jalaluddin feared.

With a sigh Purbai dropped on her back on her bed, her one finger coiling around a lick of her hairs as she smiled softly. Here she was trying to forget him so that she can be loyal to her husband. But seems like Matarani didn't wanted that, and so Purbai got an alliance from Mewar.

"Ohho?" She sat up when she heard a amused chuckle. "Manjari Baisa?" She smiled softly as Radha sat down on her side. Padma was daughter of Chanda Dhaai Maa, and she grew up alongside Purbai. Manjari and Purbai were very close, and lived like Sisters. Manjari was always with Purbai, and it was speculated that she will accompany Purbai to Mewar after her marriage.

"I heard about the alliance. I'm so happy for you Baisaraj!" Manjari smiled brightly. Purbai smiled back softly. "So you and Kunwar Pratap right?" She smirked and Purbai blushed.

"But Hukum Baisa, I have heard that he loves his first wife and Yuvrani Baisa a lot. She's your competitor for his love." Manjari laughed and Purbai's smile dropped. "Manjari… it doesn't matter."

Manjari blinked, her laugh dying as she looked at Purbai. "Baisa, what are you saying? Of course it does. You are marrying him." She said, "Manjari Baisa, what I mean is that it doesn't matter if he loves me like he loves Yuvrani Baisa. She was before me, in every step. She will be his Maharani sa eventually. And I won't just.. come in her way.." Purbai said while looking out of the window, her expression solemn.

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HAMAS TERRORISTS!! KHAMMAS!!!! KHUMMUS!!!!!! BABA GHANOUJ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

bUt cHiLdReN tHrEw rOcKs At oUr AmErIcAn FuNdEd TaNkS!!!!! aNd It HuRt :( HaMaS iS rEcRuItInG kIdS :'(

Palestinians violently built their houses in the way of our peaceful bulldozers, its clearly their fault.

*sipping starbucks* america bby back me up

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! *faints in zionist*

Please share because alot of people think this is a War it’s not

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Khamma Ghani Restaurant is one of the best lake view family restaurants in Udaipur, offering both veg and non-veg dishes. It is also a perfect venue for kitty parties, family meetings, get-togethers, birthday parties, and ring ceremonies.

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