Friday, 11 December 2020

The Silence Bliss




The Ocean of Solitude in me
        can feel the Loneliness in you...




Solitude, I seek, the silence of soul...




O, thou Solitude
After the midnight ---
Behold 
And behold 
The mirror of era, Blue;

A breath, a voice ---
Voice of time,

The Grass
Thine eyes surely touch,
Beyond the horizon. 

~~~~~~~


Saturday, 18 July 2020

The World of Introverts


           How do Introverts see the world 

A flower is blooming and a butterfly is flying around that innocence. This is a random picture of nature. Four among five persons would see this. But only one can notice the small details and the inner beauty in it, only one can feel the joy of the butterfly and the smile of the flower.


Introvert - a familiar word in day to day life. Being an introvert is a bliss as well as an obstacle for the regular world. 


A Portraiture of an Introvert-Soul :-


"I want to be alone…. with someone else who wants to be alone." - Dimitri Zaik


  • They are very much sincere to choose people they share their thoughts with.

  • They have their own world in which they don't allow others to enter.

  • They love to spend time alone and also refuel themselves being alone.

  • They think a lot, but keep themselves quiet.

  • They like to keep their time, spirit and intensity specifically for the persons who reflect themselves.

  • They have a great observation power and analytical intensity. Sometimes they are actually minimalist. 

  • They have the creative mind.


Various kinds of Introversion we can see :-


Psychologist Jonathan Cheek (Wellesley College) has made some research and categorised the Introvert. But at the end, all get amalgamated into a single one. Still we should know about the diversity to relate ourselves and accept the reality with guts, and get prepared to face the challenges of the outer world.


  1. Social Introvert - They sincerely avoid social gathering and communication. They get uncomfortable or shy or timid to join with the social crowd. They have few people to break their regular solitude.

  2. Thinking Introvert - They have a special kind of intensity to think common happenings in a different perspective. While thinking they just ignore the social environment, the presence of people. They live in a dreamy imaginary world.

  3. Anxious Introvert - They basically become very nervous and feel uncomfortable with unacquainted persons or in a social crowd. So they intentionally try to isolate themselves from social issues. For the lack of self-confidence, they feel awkward unreasonably.

  4. Restrained Introvert - 'Think before speaking' - this defines the Restrained Introverts. They try to avoid unprompted circumstances. They become shy and puzzled. They have to get prepared before they open up.


Some Self-Care Sparks:-


Though people think that being Introverted is a behavioral disorder or may be a psychological issue, it isn't a problem at all. They are just like others. All people are different, so they are just a kind of people. So there is no problem, so no need for a solution. But I can suggest some self-care points which are especially effective for the Introverts.


  • First and foremost, there is no need to change yourself. Be what you are. Cherish your true self.

  • Being an introvert does not mean not to care for others. I know you do. Do in that way you are comfortable with. 

  • To avoid stress and depression, you should spend time with your family or with your closest ones or with your non-human buddies.

  • Stay in your own imaginary world, but sometimes try to touch reality. It's important. Try to enrich others with your intellect and get enriched from other precious thoughts, get enriched with the practicalities.

  • Don't ever think that you are worthless. Don't ever lose your self-confidence. Go and stand in front of the mirror, see the sparkle within yourself .

  • There is a kind of bad introversion. If you have those qualities, you need to be changed. Specifically, I can say, don't preserve the arrogant or bad attitude towards others. Whenever it is needed, you have to communicate. Nobody can read minds. Whenever your hands need to assistance , come out of your shell. That's enough.


A tiny concluding message from an Introvert:-

Yes, I'm also an introvert. That's good. It will be monotonous if each person will be the same. So don't ever belittle yourself. You are great in your own way. So be faithful to yourself and be kind enough to mankind.


Friday, 17 July 2020

Suicide - Not A Remedy


"Have nothing to live for…"

"There's no reason for me to live…"


There may be many causes behind a death, but only one for your living- that is your willingness to live. And all the causes of death come to this ultimate point of reluctance to live. 


"Nothing to get from this life. So goodbye."

Why? Just think, now, this is the time to give your life something, time to adorn life. 


Today's teenagers are so much progressive in all respects, this is good indeed, but not great. We forget to notice the problems arising from it. In this era of speed, they may be unacquainted with the word 'patience'. Sometimes they may think that hurting oneself is a tricky way to get one's desired thing from elders or others. Sometimes, the little scolding of parents becomes the cause of committing suicide for a teenager.


Sad but true, there are two types of teenagers, rather two types of mentality. For one, death is a trick, a weapon, and for others, death is the ultimate way to get rid from all adversities. But sadly, no one has  faith on the word 'try', no one has belief in themselves. But they are the genius generation of the 21st century. Actually suicidal tendency is not a new one, years after years almost above 60% death happens by committing suicide. But nowadays the rate has increased and most importantly, teenagers who are the blooming hope of future, are prone to suicide, without trying the last resort. Actually there does not exist any problem which has no solution. 


The source of the debacle is depression, because sadness may create a desire for committing suicide, but there will be no courage to commit . But when sadness turns into depression, it reaches a mental condition of the thought - "I have nothing to lose, I have nothing, I am nothing." ; and in this phase, the dark shadow of suicidal tendency veils the person. 

Actually in the state of sadness, there is still a touch of hope, but depression is the complete darkness.



There's no remedy for this 'disease'. But some points of fact can be shared.


  • Firstly, patience is the key word for achieving your goal. In all fields, in all conditions, to fight against any problem, you have to be patient first. Then everything will be gradually sorted out. 


  • Over ambitiousness is a serious issue behind this. Having ambition, goals is quite important. But when it turns into over ambitiousness, it creates a void of uncertainty and quite possibly it makes the person disappointed and hopeless.


  • Excessive stubbornness, anger and anxiety - these three have to be avoided. Keep yourself calm and face the Nether world. The peace within your soul can make the hellish fire the light of hope, faith and elevation. 


  • Try, try and try hard. At the end of the day, you can see that you have reached the pillar of victory. If not, be satisfied that you reach almost near your aim, just can't touch it. Then take a breath and try again. And this effort actually makes a man winner, not the trophy in his hand.


  • Last but not the least, never lose hope. Never belittle your own value, never forget your dear ones' smile. 





Live the Life with full vitality, if you think there are no reasons for spring, do one thing. Start finding the reason, you may get tired, may increase doubt on hope, may get irritated, but don't stop searching. While you are searching, you can find new hope, new vitality, new flowers blooming in every step. With each try you'll find something new to explore every new day. 

Tuesday, 30 June 2020

Mirage _ A Miniature Story


"...
 …. Yes, yes just come to my chamber. I'll see.
Don't worry Mrs. Basu . All will be well."
….
"Okay, see you at the evening"

The phone call gets disconnected.
………. ……….. …………
6'o clock it is. A well-furnished study room with lot of books, looks like a rich library. A young boy is there writing something and looking at the door frequently. Then,

"Good evening, Mrs. Basu. Welcome."

"Take a deep breath, and tell me what happened."

"Okay okay, Calm down. I get it. First , you tell me, you don't take those medications properly, do you? "

" Why? You thought you were okay. Are you a psychiatrist? Anyway listen, just relax. Nothing serious is going to happen."

"Listen , you are a good writer. And the story is just an imagination which may have a realistic base. But that doesn't mean that each line of your story is getting enacted in reality coincidentally or whatever. 
No… no. It's you who is unconsciously making it happen. And this is your problem, isn't it?"

"Okay okay, I understand that you know it and it haunts you when you remember what you have done unconsciously, by hallucinating or by having delusions. But you yourself have to be cured. I can just give you some advice, medicines and all, just to make you see the way. But you have to walk alone to heal yourself."

"Listen, ...there is no child getting harassed in your house. Your daughter is absolutely safe. Everything is fine. Please don't mix your past with your daughter's life." 

"Now I would strictly recommend you not to continue your novel. Take some rest for a few months. Please ..
No….no.. don't get hyper …. please understand...take a deep breath and listen.
This is a minor problem now, but if you underestimate or overestimate it, it will affect you and your daughter's life. Paranoid schizophrenia is nothing serious, can be cured. Just don't freak out."

"...hmm... Hmm….right."
"...Right. So, not as a psychiatrist, but as your friend I assure you that."

  "….yes... exactly...you can."

" Okay, then. Have a nice day. …"

………….. …………. …………… ……………

Beside the 'chamber', in the other room , a perplexed middle-aged lady is on a phone call,
"Hello...
Mr. Sen...
He has started again…."

"What? Yes yes, he has started continuing writing his novel since last night…

..yes, please come…"

Saturday, 20 June 2020

Midnight Poetry _ Crusade

Crusade

________

 

So, why You shout?

 

The universe

Did you bloom?

Or, can you make

The pyre for Gloom?

 

So keep quiet...

 

Be just what you are,

Just a building of believes,

Just a Church, a Mosque,

A Temple mere...

  

Now

 

The time to rewrite

The ending sanctity

An Ending... Eternal

In the budding Humanity.


 



Saturday, 13 June 2020

Depression - The Darkness

 


Isn’t it beautiful when you see a drowsy morning-smile on your child’s face? Like that, Morning also wants to see a glowing face when she wakes you up, her child. 

But in this century, most people wake up with a depressed version of themselves and conclude their day with a gloomy soul.

Depression is a familiar as well as a common word with a devastating effect on human beings. It is a mood disorder which affects mental and physical health, and relationships.


Though the symptoms of depression are different in men , women and children, the vital points are :-

  • Irritability, mood swing, anger, intense sadness, feeling hopeless.

  • Loss of interest in regular activities or hobbies, constant tiredness or fatigue

  • Thoughts of suicide 

  • Engaging in high-risk activity

  • Withdrawing from social affairs

  • Lack of sexual desire

  • Excessive sexual need

  • Thinking and talking more slowly

  • Inability to concentrate

  • Feelings of extreme guilt and shame

  • Insomnia , restless sleep or excessive sleepiness

  • Decreased energy and affected physical health


EXCESSIVE FRUSTRATION – THE SOURCE OF DEPRESSION:-

Almost everyone is frustrated, and the minimum level of frustration is required to progress in life. But when the frustration crosses its normal level and reaches the extreme, that uncontrollable frustration turns into depression.

Depression and frustration both are psychological stresses. But there is a certain difference.

What is frustration?

When we are unable to achieve our expected goals and get hindered several times by anyone or anything, frustration arises.

‘I cannot do it’, ‘I can never do that’, ‘Is it possible by me?’, ‘When will I do this perfectly?’ – these kind of sentences emit from frustration. These are negative, for sure. But it will be not so difficult to turn towards the positives from these ‘negatives’. This kind of normal self-doubt is healthy.

But when the sentences turn into ‘I am worthless’, ‘I am just a shabby garbage in this world’, ‘No need to live anymore’ , the self-doubts get established in the mind and that leads to the horrible depression.

Some negativity is required to make things positive, and some negativity should be destroyed in an early stage. Depression comes in the ultimate state of frustration. So we should control our frustrations and keep it only for positive outcomes.



How to recover from Depression?

Remember the YOLO philosophy? You Only Live Once. So live life to the fullest. Live like a butterfly…

Nothing is impossible. So depression generally can be recovered by consulting psychiatrists. The other way to cure is through Magnetic Stimulation (a new study by researchers from Stanford University and Palo Alto University).

But I can say, it’s all in your hands. If you choose to be happy, you can live a stress-free life. I’m not a professional medico, but can suggest some ways to overcome this darkness.

  • Firstly, you have to make yourself understand that you are not worthless. There is something that cannot happened without the touch of your hands. There are many flowers that cannot bloom without your smile. So you are precious and important as well. Actually everybody has his duty for this world which has to be performed only by him. Always remember you too have something in you that will enrich the world.

I think self-love works the most.

  • Divide time for work and relaxation. Most importantly try to enjoy what you are doing.

  • Meditation is always a great healer. Must be enlisted in your daily routine. You can do exercise as well to boost your energy and good-feeling. You can walk few times a week. Last but not the least, eat healthy and sleep tight (especially sleeping naked reduces stress and depression)

  • Creativity keeps negativity away. Create something new- whatever you can. The feeling of creating something will rejuvenate you.


Do anything new. Try to visit places where you have always desired to go. Read new books and listen to music (but please not the sad songs). Try to cherish your hobbies.


  • Spend time with your family, especially with children – they are the gifts of God, surely will make you lively. Help your parents/ partners/others in household chores.

    Just make yourself busy in a positive way.




Depression is a darkness, but there is always light behind the gloomy cloud. Consider the night as the envelope of the dawn, dawn – the letter of light, the letter of life.


                           ________________


                    

Wednesday, 10 June 2020

Spectrophilia (The Ghost Sex)


Psychology is like an underground chamber, it has a hidden and huge world within it, and when the secret door gets opened, we wonder with awe and excitement. 


Spectrophilia - a new word to the common people. Though some are aware of this,there are many more to unfold. 


The Ghost Sex or Spectrophilia is an erotic attraction to ghosts, or sexual desire for black entity, unknown image. This is an imaginary sexual practice between human and ghost or dark entity.


Sometimes it takes place with the image of one's beloved, the partner either may be alive or deceased.




This phenomenon is not a psychological disorder, rather it is a kind of fetish of different individual. Most of the humans like these things the most:

  • Negative or Dark

  • Eccentric concepts 

  • Being different

  • Escaping the conventional 


Morbid curiosity (that desire to know about dark, death, negativity, anything which is mentally disturbing) is not in any way unnatural. The common curiosity of horror stuff is kind of morbid curiosity and that is normal. So Spectrophilia is in no way unhealthy, but exceptional.


Ghost sex is not equivalent to Incubus Attack. The first one is done willingly, for pleasure and the second one is a disorder which makes the person panicstricken and terrified. The person feels an unwanted sexual force by a dark entity or demon which is very scary. 

Spectrophilia is not an unearthly or ghostly activity. So it must not be attached with the word 'paranormal'.

'Ghost' does not mean a spirit. Ghost is a dark entity which is not physically present , it is just a shadowy image created by a human's strong visualisation and imagination. 


There's no particular cause for this erraticness. But this segregation can be done to clear the conception.

  • Anyone who is deprived from sexual contact with his/her partner

  • Anyone who is fascinated with this unconventional way of getting pleasure 

  • The person who wishes to consummate with his/her deceased partner 



A Spectrophile must have these four qualities:

  • A deep eccentric sexual perception

  • Strong imagination power

  • Fearless mind

  • Offbeat thinking habit 


Some cases are there in which a person has seen a dark spirit. The spirit has appeared gradually over the human. He has felt a sexual pressure which is pleasurable to him. Then successfully he has reached the climax and has gotten satisfaction.

But the person has to feel the positive vibe there, otherwise it would take a wrong turn.


Lucy Liu told US Weekly that her consummation with a ghost was "sheer bliss". She said, "I felt everything. I climaxed and he floated away."


Actually, there's no proof of any 'ghost' in this practice. It is the mere idea or conception which a spectrophile loves to cherish, loves to think that he/she is going to unite with a 'ghost'.

Mark D. Griffiths states, "The main sexual outlet for spectrophilia would appear to be masturbation."


In our society, sex is a taboo and being unconventional is offensive to a lot of people. So, in this environment, any kind of bizarre desire can not be taken with a free mind. So most of the people cannot open up themselves. Their natural desire, may it be offbeat, gets suppressed. 

So everything, which is not harmful or unhealthy in any way, has to be revealed proudly.

Tuesday, 9 June 2020

The Living Incubus - A Miniature Story



'A 46 year old bank manager was missing since yesterday morning. His wife had fainted several times. She said that her husband went to….'

She is reading the article in today's newspaper.


Today is quite different from other days , she is feeling so refreshed. As usual, waking up early in the morning, instead of cleaning the bed, she is going to the terrace. 


What a serene morning! The first ray is touching her softly, the mild breeze is playing with her hairs. The hidden rainbow smile is now on her face. Like a new day!


Carelessly throwing the newspaper on the bed, she is thinking, 'Let's get fresh first. Then, umm, will make Poha , Mishu loves this…'


Suddenly the doorbell is ringing. 

"Oh Mashi, come in." 

The maid-servant is coming in and taking the dusting broom. 


"Don't be so upset, Boudi. Dada will be found soon. Police are investigating, na?" 

The maid is saying to her with deep eyes of consolation.


But,

"I know, he will never come." - her firm voice makes the maid feel a little weird, though she continues her consolation with more sympathy, while dusting.


" He will never come back…

… actually it's not possible

… The poison had already killed the Poison

… I made the dinner … not to make him come back..

 … He will not come

… He must not come actually …."

 A mind cried out with a great apathy.

 … ….

"O Mashi , no need to clean my bedroom, I'll, no need to go there..."


… …. ….


"Mishu , get up honey. Look, the 'sunny-sunny'  has again woken up before you, so early. Get up Sona."

Mishu is getting up gradually.

With a drowsy as well as excited voice, she starts,

"Momma,

Last night I had slept so peacefully, so well.

.

You know, the dark ghost who is just like Daddy, I told you… he didn't come over my body to hurt, to punish last night. 

Look, it is not painful today… it's not painful.."


The girl gets down from her bed so quickly to hug her mother and that makes the mirror beside her fall down and break into pieces. 

This is happening so suddenly, she is getting awkward and feeling sorry.

"It's ok. Its destiny is to become dust"


The words of the mother are smirking on the broken glasses.


Friday, 5 June 2020

Incubus Attack - The Erotic Nightmare


Mythology always fascinates me in a different way. But when the wave of mythology touches the shore of psychology, it makes a unique universe.


'Incubus attack' or Sleep Paralysis is a common term in Parasomnia. Let's begin with the mythological background of this sleeping disorder.


It is said that Incubus is the son of Lilith (according to the most common myth). Incubus, the demon with horrible sexual desire, attacks women while they sleep. He impregnates them with the demon's child. On the contrary, Succubus, the female form of Incubus, comes for men. She collects semen from that male victim to inseminate women after deforming into Incubus. It is an ill-process of producing satanic offspring with devilish seed.


This terrifying paranormal erotic experience is nothing but a sleeping disorder. The victim hallucinates a dark entity trying to rape him/her. But the person can't move himself, just gradually getting panicked terribly. 


Sleep Paralysis happens during REM sleep (Rapid Eye Movement) when the brain is active, but the whole body is in the state of cataplexy (temporarily losing the muscle control which makes one weaker and collapsed physically). In this deepest phase of sleep, dreams are intense.


During Sleep Paralysis these problems arise:

  • Blood pressure gets high

  • Heart rate rises

  • Breathing trouble

  • All time tired 

  • Getting panicked while going to sleep


Sleep Paralysis has some reasons to happen : 

  • Adverse situation or circumstance

  • Interrupted sleep (jet lag, shifting job etc.)

  • Insomnia

  • Too much stress (Regular nightmares, feeling of deep isolation , irritation and guilt)

  • Anxiety

  • Sexual depression

  • Sudden panic-attack or fear

  • Genetic issues


Can anyone get rid from this erotic horrifying hallucination? Actually there's no specific solution for this psychological disorder. But these can help :


  • Regular sleep for at least 8 hours

  • Particular sleeping habit ( same time for sleeping at night and waking up in the morning everyday)

  • Do not go for any exciting things (like rich dinner, alcohol, watching nerve-racking movies or videos, continuous smoking etc.) before sleeping

  • Not to sleep on the back

  • Do exercise and meditation daily (morning or evening is the good time for it)

  • Last but not the least, do not get panicked thinking about this problem the whole day, be relaxed.



Sleep Paralysis can't be related with 'imagination or fantasy' , this is a scary hallucination where the person suddenly feels some horrible sexual force trying to attack , a lustful dark spirit is there to rape. This is very frightening. 


Incubus (which lies upon) or Succubus (which lies beneath) is actually the darkest cloud within you which tries to wrap you up with all the negative dreadful dismay. 


If you try to calm yourself in a peaceful way, hopefully, the chaos will be dispersed; and your everyday will take Zephyr for you.


                                 ________

Wednesday, 3 June 2020

You Are Great! Well Done Humans!


Being too imaginative and insane, I visualise that I'm pregnant and have no food, going to a locality I'm praying for some food and the 'kind-hearted, generous, sane people' have offered me a pineapple and while I'm eating, they have started raping me (No no, I'm not discriminating among male or female. 'They' means 'the people', 'the human', there's no gender, no caste, no religion) .

I'm getting terrified. They are laughing brutally. My picture of humanity is changing into Hell. 

I, a bleeding, devastating, betrayed, helpless Mother, is trying to run, running aimlessly.

I start mourning, yelling in pain. But I don't try to attack anyone. Because I see another pregnant woman is there laughing among them, and others are maybe someone's father or mother. 

Anyway then my first priority is to save my baby's life. I can hear a cry within myself, "Momma, it is hurting, it feels like I'm burning. It's so painful, Momma."

Oh, I can't move anymore. I can't even see properly. All are getting blurred. Lava is flowing within my body, it is burning, I'm almost covered with blood. It's horrible. 

God , where are you? Please at least save my little one.

I'm feeling like my whole body is getting shattered into pieces.

"Oh, look honey, there's a river." "It may heal us. It may heal us for sometime before my eyes get closed eternally." 
I feel my time has come. I'm going slowly down to the river. 

Oh, it is so peaceful!
So cold, so soothing!

"Baby? Why are you silent? Is it healing to you too? Baby?"
.
.
.

"Well, honey, stay there, I'm coming, I'm c-o-m-i- ..."



Tuesday, 2 June 2020

Death - not a Demon


Can you ever feel the life in Death

This is neither from depression nor any absurd thought. This is just a realisation of an individual.

Death - the word itself is  drenched with tears, uttered with fear, it's nothing but a pure 'negative'. This is the accustomed fact.
But, I always see 'Death' through a different mirror.

Lifelessness is death. I feel that there's something beyond this fact. Many people there are who aren't full of life, hell has sucked the last green from them. But they still breathe.

Being burnt in the acidic eyes of society, she regularly has to lie on the forbidden bed of cactus to buy a rose for the smile of her dying husband, to submit the pending fees of her son's school, to feed the family anyway. Then where is Death here, in that lifeless woman, or in the dying husband, or in the acidic eyes of society? 
Death is nowhere. Here are some pictures of 'to Die', the dying of self and the dying of society. 

Actually we are afraid to lose. That's why Death is so ugly to us.

If you can hear the sound of the silent depth of Blue, you can discover the true self of Death. The brightest light beyond the dark tunnel is Death. The Zenith across the universe is Death. Death is nothing but a little bud of life covered with rainbow feathers.

You'll find the first cry of creation in Death. Just look at him with motherly eyes, you'll see the newborn hands painting dream.


Monday, 1 June 2020

Iswari - The Divine Light



There was a lady I met on my daily bus-journey to my university. She sat beside me almost every day. Her stoppage was twenty minutes before mine. 

One day, we started talking.
Gradually we became very frank and friendly with each other. 
I shared my stories, she hers.

She belongs to a non-wealthy family, but to a rich one. Her father is a school teacher of geography, this universe is almost in his grip. Her mother is a professional singer. A loving brother she has who is actually her cousin. In his childhood, he had lost his parents and since then he had been reared in his aunt's house. They are very genial. This is all about her happy nest. 

The road-friendship became stronger day by day and the story was continuing. I was curious to explore this woman. Because, I don't know why, somehow I found her very different, very enigmatic. 

She is two years older than me. To be a great journalist was her passion, but pocket didn't support her to reach her dream. Anyway she is an honours graduate of philosophy and a meritorious fellow. Now she is preparing for competitive examinations. She also sings well, as I listened to a phone - recording of her singing.

Here she comes every day for a batch , she teaches.

She shared all her storms, her breeze, her struggles. I believed her, I believed her eyes, such as those full of deep monsoon-clouds, but anyhow bright in every way. She smiled like a pitiful moonlight , but confidence was always on her lips.

In her gloom,  once, she touched a fairytale. She shared. A humble Prince came into her life with all colours. Though that was a tough time for her, no time even for breathing, he was just a new ray of hope in her story. Time was flowing in its own way with sorrow, with smiles. 
But fate smirked secretly and came with its demonic eyes. That was their last wedding-marketing. Around 7'O clock, they were about to return home and a devastating storm started. It was raining ruthlessly and thundering. They anyhow ran and took shelter under a shade. When situation was getting normal, her fiance came out to call a taxi. But , after some steps, as soon as his feet touched the electrified water , he … .

Again a grey journey with solitude, she started to continue. 

Like these we shared our stories with each other and the bus journey got vitality. 

One day, I suddenly asked,
" Where do you go for tuition? Which subject do you teach? Philosophy?"

She remained silent for some moments. Then opened up, 
" You may understand. You have that mind." ….
" Some children are there, I teach them. I teach them the abcd, the basics, the morality, everything. There's almost none to educate them."...
" You know, for the poor, the orphans there are many generous hearts to provide their necessities without any hesitation. But for these children, generous hearts are very very rare, because of their mothers' 'profession'. Those poor night queens! "...
" I educate them, sometimes their mothers too, and I will."...
"This is a promise to myself. "

I was amazed. Respect for her reached the extreme. 
We remained silent for some time. Her stoppage was coming. Suddenly I asked,
" Well, why do you take this initiative? I mean, is there any inspiration or any realisation?"

She just kept looking outside without uttering a single word. I felt embarrassed and awkward. 

Suddenly she said, just before leaving the seat,
"I am just trying to enlighten my birthplace, my first soil…

that's all…"

Wednesday, 27 May 2020

The Story of Hope


Instead of sharing my thoughts, today, I would like to share a story.

I met her in social media. One misty midnight, I was in my balcony and watching the ebony peace, when a notification in my phone broke the silence suddenly. A friend request from a young lady almost of same age as mine, was waiting to be confirmed.

Aaira, a beautiful young tulip; I became amazed by her personality and depth. She was like the sky. I really enjoyed our conversation. Gradually we got acquainted with each other.

Once, she sounded very low. I asked her and came to know that she had been missing her child very much. During this lockdown period it was impossible for her to reach her offspring. I was a little bit surprised and wanted to know about her daughter, where she was and why they lived separately. 

And the rest of the story bewildered me.

She is a surrogate mother (not for money). Pamela, her daughter, is a little bunny. She was taught to call her Ammi, though she is not allowed to write her name as her mother officially. Anyway, they met everyday. Even she has been reared covering with the shield of the love of three - Aaira and her legal parents.
Thus the story can reach its end , but no, something remains.

I asked for her daughter's picture once; and another misty midnight, my messenger knocked and a photo peeped through the chat.

Pamela with her parents - two young gentlemen with motherly smile and fatherly vigour.

Tuesday, 26 May 2020

Are you an Escapist ? A Dreamer ?


Have you ever lain on the roof alone and seen the sky at night? Have you ever seen the scattering sunset from behind a soufflé of clouds? 

There is a difference between escapism and dream. Dream never let you escape. To wish to get lost in the moonlight for ever is the thought of escapism. On the contrary, to think about your ungratified desires from memory drenched with intense emotion in an imaginative way is the dream. Dream is neither the shadowy visions while sleeping nor any fanciful fairytale-wish. 

Dream is the practicality that makes an escapist coming back to reality.
Dream is the Zephyr that makes an escapist alive and full of life. Dream makes an escapist dream to escape again. 

A creator must be a dreamer and may be an escapist.

Escapism is necessary, I think. To revive yourself, to breathe again, to make your own little universe starry, escapism is needed. But you are bound with duties. Don't forget. That is why you have to come back to the  concrete practicality.

Dream is your child. You are the mother. So just like a mother, you have to sacrifice something, you have to fight in the reality to see a smile on your child's face, i.e, to make  your dream smile. 

Everything is valuable in their own way and we have to cherish both - the practicality and the philosophy, but in the proper time. Perfect timing is the emperor of all.

So dream a new world, dream your dream and try to turn the dream into your smile.

Monday, 25 May 2020

Overthinking - isn't it so Harmful to your Heart?

Smoking is injurious to health, like that overthinking also is  injurious to health. 


"ভাবো, ভাবো, ভাবা প্র্যাকটিস করো" 

But don't over think. Excess of anything is always bad. 


Thinking and re-thinking about anything and plucking imaginary stuffs from the wind of Fairyland which can never happen, make you injure yourself and the person who is intimately involved with you.


Well, it's a great 'fun'. A 'fun' just like wearing blindfold and standing on a random rail line to bid goodbye to the coming Rajdhani Express! What an idea! 

I must suggest if you don't like adventure, don't try this 'fun'; and if you like adventure exceptionally,  please don't try this one.


Overthinking is a psychological issue just like depression and all. Don't cherish it within you. If you feed it, it will devour your inner peace. It will start ruining your physical health as well as your spiritual intensity (positivity). Most importantly it will not only affect you but also your nearest petals.


When you trust something or someone too deeply and when you actually have no faith on anything or anyone, overthinking may arise relating to those matters.

In this respect, I can say, overthinking is the big-brother of doubt and too carefulness, isn't it so?


Think that you can't reach a solution from overthinking. Think that matters can get messed up by overthinking. Think that relationships will get tied up with complexities for this habit of overthinking.


So just think, think deeply. Think in a positive way. Think for yourself. Think for mankind. But don't try to start overthinking. It's not a leisure-time activity to avoid boredom!


Overthinking is a dream within a dream in a form of demon. Now think about what I've written.

Saturday, 23 May 2020

The Five Elements of Nature _ The Woman



SHE IS NOT A GODDESS,  SHE IS NOT LILITH.
SHE IS WOMAN. SHE IS JUST SHE.




Dhatri (The Earth)

Woman - the Creator. She is Nature. With the assistance of Man, she creates the new hope.


Amrapali (The Air)

Woman - the Bearer, the Keeper. She is created to hold mankind, to be the strength of Man.

Tilottoma (The Water)

Woman - the Universe. 
Swayam-Sampurna (স্বয়ংসম্পূর্ণা)
She is Life. Everything gets its fulfillment with her touch.
She is beautiful. She makes everything beautiful. Her smile turns hell into heaven. Purity blooms through her blissful blinking.

Pujarini (The Space)

Woman - the figure of Nirvana. She is the wave of silence. She is the Infinity. She is Mukti ( মুক্তি ).




Nishantika (The Fire)

Woman - The Wrath of Apocalypse
Sakti (শক্তি) she is.
Through a devastating destruction of all impurities, she re-creates, makes an outset of a new beginning.
She ends the era of darkness with her mighty blood.

Tuesday, 19 May 2020

Can you wait for me?


" I'm waiting for you."

Soothing to heart this is. Waiting values anything essential in life. There's no one who doesn't feel the eternal essence of waiting.

It's existence can't be eschewed. Existence is like the sky and waiting is it's voidance.

Where is the fruition of that if there is no waiting for anything? This is waiting which makes the ecstasy of obtaining something unexplainable.

Limitless waiting is very rare and nearest to impossible. But if anyone can do that, he and his waiting will both be very precious. 

Waiting is just like waves. After the end of a wait, a new one is born. 

Any particular waiting can be fruitful or not. Though we become miserable for sometime, we don't step back. Because hope is the mother of it.

Waiting is a bliss, it is painful too. Still we wait. Actually this is the waiting which leads our journey to eternity.


Monday, 18 May 2020

From the Diary _ Love and Solitude


Once life was simply simple. When this simple life wants to get compound with another simple life, it becomes complex to some extent. Universe has scribbled this chapter of the grammar book of life.

Like the kite flying and dancing with the Chopin, suddenly, wants to get closer to another kite and starts talking. Then the complexity starts and one has to quit the sky. It has to come to the ground and then again starts to dream of flying.

Some people are born alone. They get acquainted with many, become close with few, get intimate with someone, but at the sunset only solitude hugs them. Yes, that is not bad. That is different anyway.

Their feelings get someone who is not worth for them, or someone who is so good and elevated for them, or the person who is just like them, the soulmate, but universal conspiracy can not make them stay together.

They love the person who doesn't love them like the way they do.
Oh yes, they get someone's undivided love that they don't realise maybe.

So, life can be sarcastic well to us, isn't it?

Saturday, 16 May 2020

Believe - The Most Powerful Belief



I trust you - these are the most powerful three words. We do almost everything either seriously or sarcastically. But I think this is the only one thing which we can't do with sarcasm. When we believe, we believe with a serious mind by nature; and here the fun fact is that this serious word faces sarcastic smirks of life most of the time.

Generally we say with a big mouth that "we should believe in ourselves". But in reality we believe in others more than ourselves almost all the time; and then all the problems arise gradually. Expectation and dependence come like the unwanted guests. After that, with a tortoise-walk, depression, overthinking, anxiety, bad feeling etc start dancing. With all these, finally and successfully, the chaos within the mind begins to ruin our inner peace.

In most of the cases, we have blind faith in someone. Well, I can say, 'blind faith' is just a myth. This cannot happen in reality and what we think of as blind faith, is nothing but our foolishness.

You believe in your closest ones to the infinity, but still you re-check unknowingly or knowingly. That's your maturity. That's the practicality.

Value your instincts. Value the sense of logic and your own thoughts. Expectation and dependence are the reality, we can't escape from those entirely. But try to reduce the tendency to believe in others more than yourself. Believe in your trustworthy persons but in a logical way.

So, first and foremost, believe the mirror.
Believe your soul.

Friday, 15 May 2020

Body-Shaming - isn't it a perversion?


Today , let's make the outset with a part of a conversation - a conversation of me with a 9 years old girl.

The girl - You are so beautiful didi ( তুমি কি সুন্দর গো দিদি )

Me ( playfully with a smirk) - Is it so? Why are you addressing me as beautiful? ( তাই বুঝি? তা কেন আমায় সুন্দর বললি শুনি? )

The girl- Because you are fair. ( কারণ তুমি ফর্সা, তাই )

An innocent answer, isn't it? But a overthinking, 'philosophical' mind ( yes, I'm 'accused' with those adjectives!?) got jerked. 

I'm not accusing the girl , I'm just thinking about the hypocrisy of our conception. 

She is black. He is white. He is healthy. She is bony, etc...
Sometimes some innocent body-shaming happens which get ignored lightly or unknowingly; but sometimes it reaches its horribility. 

Colour has it's source of light. If I say this light means the bright-sky within you, the purity of the mind, that won't be so wrong. Your colour is what your soul paints.

Colour, shape, size etc can not ascertain your beauty, your smartness, the 'You'. Yes, I know the line - "PAHLE DARSHANDHARI PICHHE GUNBICHARI". But that is not about physical 'beauty', that must be a perfect appearance and an impressive personality.

Actually, a beautiful soul makes you beautiful. Physical beauty is a myth. Well, it can't be ignored totally. But it can't be the priority. 

You are beautiful. We all are beautiful. Just have to bloom yourself.

Thursday, 14 May 2020

All About Animal Testing _ Shouldn't it be banned totally?


Do you ever feel the life-portraits of a dog crying, or a cat waiting for her human, or a rabbit eating carrots peacefully, or something more like these examples? 

Animals have emotions just like humans. They too can feel. They can feel joy, can feel pain. 

Whoever has animals as their family ( I don't want to use the word 'pet'), and whoever has not any, I hope , they too can value the existence of the animals.

Animal testing - it has been continuing since Aristotle's time. But it has never been considered as a serious issue. No doubt, it is an inhuman job. Cruelty and selfishness are intimately involved with this.

Millions of animals get affected for this purpose. Uncountable numbers of animals are killed and injured in testing. For many reasons , even for medical research animals are used for testing.

They too cry in pain. They too get afraid tremendously for this torture. They can't understand what is happening to them.

I know, testing is an important factor in research and for the purpose of invention. But , would there be a huge damage in those great practices, if you show a pinch of kindness?

There is still a ray of hope that this is globally banned by many countries. But many are still continuing, mainly for cosmetic purposes, though sometimes they call it 'cruelty-free testing'(?). Alternative ways are already in the field. I hope those will be fruitful enough. 

We all are just creatures, created by the supreme positive energy. So, can we not live together with perfect synchrony?

Philosophy of Physical Love (A Realisation of an Individual)


(Just a personal thought, not making pollution against any individual)

Love reaches its universe through consummation. 

Sex - a word which generally creates a tickling sensation to the ears. Now-a-days it is as casual as the regular grammar. All are okay. But is it not true that sex itself is nothing but an art? It is not a random household chore. 

I'm not going to give any kind of sex education, though it should be a must-read chapter in our school-syllabus. Anyway that's a different issue.

Casual sex. Inspite of a tremendous research and study , I couldn't find any suitable and perfect definition of it. A sexual agreement which is obviously and strictly devoid of love.

Love, respect and pleasure - these are the keywords of sexual union. But if love gets eliminated, isn't it any kind of deal? Sex practice without love is just a deal, sometimes a deal for money, sometimes a deal of trust.

Sexual union is always connected with the soul. It's the exploration of the galaxy in the Beloved. Sometimes it reaches the spirituality (not talking about God's glory, but the touch of the serene positivity). This is neither a matter to be frowned upon nor a random frivolous plaything. 

The concept of casual sex or hook-up culture is the fruit of pseudo-intellect. You can not experience your sexuality with whom you do not love, or cannot share any erotic secret whom you do not trust. That person may not be your husband or partner, but must be a person on whom you have at least a little pinch of love of cupid. 

Love and sex both are related to purity, creation and peace, nothing else.

Wednesday, 13 May 2020

The Sunset Story





Moments will be spent with you in this way. The silent words always whispered my letters, but you remained unanswered. 

Sometimes, a message from you or a smile of yours makes me the happiest one. Sometimes, a depressed you breaks me in a devastating way. Without any reason I want to argue with you again, again just like those old pigeons. But, I never know, the 'causeless- Firefly' flies away into the dark wood. 


Okay, you don't have to be with me. It is enough that you are smiling in my WhatsApp's wallpaper. It is enough that you talk to me daily as I flip through my diary. It is enough that you are everywhere in my reverie. 

You aren't in my poems, actually you are 'Those'. 

You are my mirror, you know. No, this isn't the line from any love poem. Literally I see my shadow in you. That is why, may be, I will be loving you till eternity. That is why, may be, I will have to go away from you.


Love and loving wrath all get veiled day by day except the feeling, the feeling of thinking you the 'me'. Caressing all the good and bad ,that feeling will reach the horizon, will be mine only. 

You are free. 

But,

I will be waiting...