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Cone crushers have been used as primary, secondary and tertiary crushers for quite a long time ...

Cone crushers  ...

From the eerie quite of our lives From the corners of our globe. People sing from roof tops, Others fear to venture in voice, in soul. Unheard tapping, weaving the  web, Keys are rapped as panic sets. We headless chickens roam alone. The rumbles of life once heard… People, trains and planes Scurried across our lands. Amidst madding crowds, That once gathered loud, All disappeared in a blink. Fixed in isolation In fear of violation, ...

On a leafless lane, No first no last. No windward blast. No sun to burn the palest flesh. No script to follow. No shadow thrown No sod to turn. By man nor beast. No parallel to draw. No words on which to feast ...

O’ naked oak in the cold winter’s morn, how mighty you look, even in the watery Winter sunlight. How something so grand could flourish from the smallest acorn falling from another, it almost beggars belief. You flatter the least knowledgeable botanist, as every one feels they know you. “I think that’s an oak tree” I often hear them say. Many a story was told down below at the base of the old `door’. If only ...

Thrust into our eyes,  The beauty of our lives, He twists and turns, A mixture of means ...

Thrust into our eyes, The beauty of our lives, With twists and turns, A mixture of means. Gathers of like minded souls We stay within beautiful vales. We hear a calling, beyond white veils. The final chime rings out. We close the chapter, another begins. We leave here richer in thought Deeper in soul than whence came ...

Walking along the twisty lane on the hard crisp floor, It’s the time of the year when you hear your feet touch the ground. Deep frost is in there and not a live seed to be seen. Wait, don’t be hasty, what’s that beauty?...there are snow drops what a wonderful sight. Almost all is asleep for those shortest of days and those cold winter nights. You take a deep breath and the air exhaled turns ...

For those whose life's past Among the hills and vales And poppy strewn glades Of foreign soil. Harshest conditions, Harshest of times. We savor you as heroes. Never fully reasoning The suffering you all found In those dark days. Profound and real for thee ...

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COVID19, the eye-opener?  The pandemic driving the global economy out of gear  The pandemic COVID19 is the current global headache that is driving the traffic of the world economy out of gear. The trade impact in India alone is estimated at over $348 million. All the major business sectors where China played a key role, either as a supplier of raw materials or as a wholesale dealer have been affected by this sudden coup d’état ...

Horrors racing in your dreams, Hot sweats, scorched tract, Coughs and splutters, know no one knows, what it means. I can't sleep, The darkness never fades. Shadows lay deep. It snatches the old, so it seems... You cant sleep Tomorrow blends And becomes today. The sun will rise But the mind will stay, It's not your own, Blurred and deep No path to cross, To process, to tread, Perhaps, the other side. Maybe me or ...

Please read by clicking here. Wasting food is also a kind of snatching the food. Let us not waste food. The methods suggested are applicable to the APAC region. Western organizations, with their presence in the APAC region, may be interested ...

If you want to be free from medicines as you are approaching 50, or have crossed 50, please read by clicking on the link here. Please share the link if you think someone will benefit out of it. Thank you ...