1.Hundreds of people
were swarming and a woman died in that crowd. Who was she? An unknown
Bangladeshi woman who used to pass each day with uncertainty, used to
face insurmountable obstacles and then used to wait for another morning
with a new hope, with a new determination to fight against all odds.
She died. The crowd moved forward, they are busy people. Why should
they waste any time over a dea...d body?
The crowd moved forward and the silent dead stayed still bidding adiue to her own life,to the world.
2. Battle between a three wheeler and a four wheeler. This battle is an old one, had been fought many a time before. Sukanto bhattacharya has mentioned this in many of his poems. That battle still exists. Four wheeler pointed to the three wheeler with its arrogance. Three wheeler says, Don't look down upon us. We are also human as you. Four wheeler without a care keeps moving in the light speed.
In the serpentine corridors of never ending disparity.
Witnessing all these was heart wrenching. After coming back home I have so many "whys" circulating in my mind. Honestly, I cannot end up with one consoling reason.
C O N S O L I N G..
The gleaming night stars shower their light towards earth.I look in awe, a deep sigh gets lost in the eerie silence..
Seeing those dazzling flashes from earth seems so beautiful.
They whisper for earth, Life will be beautiful for everyone.
And I love to believe ,that whisper will be a clarion call to everyone someday.
The crowd moved forward and the silent dead stayed still bidding adiue to her own life,to the world.
2. Battle between a three wheeler and a four wheeler. This battle is an old one, had been fought many a time before. Sukanto bhattacharya has mentioned this in many of his poems. That battle still exists. Four wheeler pointed to the three wheeler with its arrogance. Three wheeler says, Don't look down upon us. We are also human as you. Four wheeler without a care keeps moving in the light speed.
In the serpentine corridors of never ending disparity.
Witnessing all these was heart wrenching. After coming back home I have so many "whys" circulating in my mind. Honestly, I cannot end up with one consoling reason.
C O N S O L I N G..
The gleaming night stars shower their light towards earth.I look in awe, a deep sigh gets lost in the eerie silence..
Seeing those dazzling flashes from earth seems so beautiful.
They whisper for earth, Life will be beautiful for everyone.
And I love to believe ,that whisper will be a clarion call to everyone someday.
Good morning how are you?
ReplyDeleteMy name is Emilio, I am a Spanish boy and I live in a town near to Madrid. I am a very interested person in knowing things so different as the culture, the way of life of the inhabitants of our planet, the fauna, the flora, and the landscapes of all the countries of the world etc. in summary, I am a person that enjoys traveling, learning and respecting people's diversity from all over the world.
I would love to travel and meet in person all the aspects above mentioned, but unfortunately as this is very expensive and my purchasing power is quite small, so I devised a way to travel with the imagination in every corner of our planet. A few years ago I started a collection of used stamps because trough them, you can see pictures about fauna, flora, monuments, landscapes etc. from all the countries. As every day is more and more difficult to get stamps, some years ago I started a new collection in order to get traditional letters addressed to me in which my goal was to get at least 1 letter from each country in the world. This modest goal is feasible to reach in the most part of countries, but unfortunately it’s impossible to achieve in other various territories for several reasons, either because they are countries at war, either because they are countries with extreme poverty or because for whatever reason the postal system is not functioning properly.
For all this I would ask you one small favor:
Would you be so kind as to send me a letter by traditional mail from Bangladesh? I understand perfectly that you think that your blog is not the appropriate place to ask this, and even, is very probably that you ignore my letter, but I would call your attention to the difficulty involved in getting a letter from that country, and also I don’t know anyone neither where to write in Bangladesh in order to increase my collection. a letter for me is like a little souvenir, like if I have had visited that territory with my imagination and at same time, the arrival of the letters from a country is a sign of peace and normality and an original way to promote a country in the world. My postal address is the following one:
Emilio Fernandez Esteban
Avenida Juan de la Cierva, 44
28902 Getafe (Madrid)
Spain
If you wish, you can visit my blog www.cartasenmibuzon.blogspot.com where you can see the pictures of all the letters that I have received from whole World.
Finally I would like to thank the attention given to this letter, and whether you can help me or not, I send my best wishes for peace, health and happiness for you, your family and all your dear beings.
Yours Sincerely
Emilio Fernandez