Piyush Goel : Mirror Image Writer.
1. Mirror Imaged Shree Mad BhagvadGita (Pen) Piyush Goel has a unique art, he can write words in mirror image Piyush Goel can write words in mirror image in two languages Hindi and English.He has completed “World First Mirror Image Book Shreemad BhagvadGita”, all 18 chapters, 700 verses in two languages Hindi and English.Besides all of these he has completed “Shree Durga SaptSatti” in Sanskrit Languages, Shree Sai Satcharitra in two languages Hindi and English,Sundar Kand (two times).
2. Needle Write Book “Madhushala”(Needle)To read a book in front of a mirror ,reading then mirror very hard.People asked Piyush to read your mirror imaged books,mirror is necessary, he replied “Yes”.After a lot of thinking an idea stuck into his mind “Why should i not write a book with Needle.Then he started writing “Madhushala”,a book of Harbans Rai Bachchan,father of Amitabh Bachchan,Legend of IndianCinema,now no need of Mirror.(Mirror image but no need of mirror).
3. Book “Gitanjali” written with Mehndi Cone(Mehdi Cone)Piyush always think “DO SOMETHING NEW”, because of this thinking, he makes a project and work on it. Whenever he has spare time and bring out the work at the end and this is the result of “Gitanjali” a book of Noble Literate Rabindra Nath Tagore, completed with the help of Mehndi Cone.
4. Book “PiyushVani” with the help of Iron Nail (Iron Nail)Imagination and Creativity brings new things to the world, Piyush started writing “PiyushVani” one of his own published book, written on A-4 size Aluminium Sheet with the help of “Iron Nail”.(Mirror image but no need of mirror).
5. Book ‘Panchtantra” with the help of Carbon Paper (Carbon Paper)Recently Piyush Goel completed “Vishnu Sharma”,s “Panchtantra” 5 tantras,41 stories with the help of Carbon Paper, on one page both the words(mirror/non-mirror) appeared in front and in the reverse. (Mirror image but no need of mirror).
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone