ভাবনা: পাঁচশো উনিশ
15 March 2010
Being a good person is more difficult than being a religious person. Most of us follow the easier one.
….. Most of the so-called religious persons I’ve ever seen are merely preachers rather than practisers. And, more tragic is that we just follow Religion blindly as our forefathers did without the least sense or reasoning. Religion must not be an inheritance, but in most cases it is. An inheritted property is often seen to be enjoyed without proper conscience. I think, we value most what we acquire, not what we inherit. We start believing as soon as we lose the power of reasoning. What we believe through reasoning lasts the longest. And in this sense, Religion is the most advantageous refuge of helplessness. Spirituality is the highest stage of the quest of self-identity overlooking the futility of Region.
And there is an interesting similarity between a dinosaur and a religious good person. Both are now instinct. Most Religious persons are not good and most good persons are not religious. This does not mean that a person must not be religious in order to be good. But the fact is, we learn the good things from Religion in a worse way as the teachers are the worst.
…. I think it’d not be an easy matter to find out the DNA molecule of a religious good person, as there is little chance of the least evidence….lol
…. I’d like to welcome your view on this topic.
…. It’s really an irony to be Religious in the guise of a scoundrel. Religious persons mostly find Religion as an inheritance not to be interpreted further due to the lack of proper reasoning. A teacher of the art of being religious (actually spiritual) performs the most daunting task as learners of Religion are great in number. Inferiors are always greater in number.
you can check the names of great religious personalities…
Krishna, Buddha, Gorakhnath, Mahavir, Mohhammad, Christ, Kabir, Raidas, Plato, Meera, Narsinh Mehta, Zarthustra, J. Krishnamurti, Osho, Rahim, Baba bullesha, Umar Khayyam…
no I think they were all religious…b’coz spiritualizm is the step to being religious…
We today hate the religions..b’coz still we haven’t understood the religious way… Our religions are not religions…religion is another thing from it… But we are juzz swimming in lakes… We have to discover the river… Countinuously running…changing…and running to meet ocean… Ocean is our main place…ocean is the place where all rivers come and lost their selves…
….. And, the fact is, they were more spiritual than religious. To them, Religion was a gateway of revealing themselves not others. If we emancipate ourselves, others around us will be emancipated as an aftermath.
…. Lucid interpretation! I appreciate it…. What’s wrong in taking no account of a river or an ocean? Swimming must be a better experience when we’ll not be busy at pondering over where we’re swimming. Our mind works best when it works worst, that is we’re never tired of walking until we know the difficulties of the road…. Just imagine ‘NO RELIGION’!…. We need not try to be masterpieces as we already are the masterpieces, now the task is, we must know where the power lies in and how to reveal the power within us.
actually it’s like that…if you want to be calm then you must do anger… If you want peace then you have to accept the war… If you want to be religious once you have to be opposite…
…. I think, in case of Religion, you’re allowed to enter a temple for what you believe and thrown out of it for what you know…
Man can’t create a single worm, yet he can create gods by dozens. Religion has nothing to do with God. In fact, God (if He exists at all) surely knows no Religion. Man created God and later on, claimed that God created him… Satan must have enough reasons to deny God…
I want atheism to be true and am made uneasy by the fact that some of the most intelligent and well-informed people I know are religious believers, paying the least attention to be good people… It isn’t just that I don’t believe in God… It’s that I hope there is no God! I don’t want there to be a God; I don’t want universe to be like that. A world of good people must be better than a world of religious people… The fear of God is not the beginning of wisdom. The fear of God is the death of wisdom. Skeptism and doubt lead to study and investigation, and investigation is the beginning of wisdom. True knowledge can never flow from belief. It always flows from doubt. To be a good person, we must follow what our conscience suggests, not what our conscience is supposed to suggest. Just imagine, ‘No Religion’. The world would surely appear to be a better place to live in. All the facts are demonstrated or demonstratable, it’s of no use to take them as our forefathers did…
I do not think so.. Being a good person mean you have passed the SSC. But being a religion person mean you have completed your graduation..okay…
yes….religious does not mean only hindu, muslim, sikh, isai…. Religious matters beyond this border…
And atheism is also a religion…’no religion’ is also a religion…u can’t be without religion….
… What’s wrong in not caring about graduation or SSC? I was not sent to earth for being a graduate. I’d like to pass my whole life exploring it as it is, not as it is supposed to be. The world apart, think just who you are, what you feel, how you feel. God Himself (if He exists at all) must not know any Religion. We created it after our advent on earth, changed it as we wanted, reshaped it many times as we wished to make bad things better and to make good things worse. Things never change, they are that they are, and they will be that they will be…. Just study the lives of the most successful persons of the world. Very few of them have academic degrees. They never cared for being educated, rather they cared for being learned…. I never feel like passing exams moduled by others. Be guided by your heart, not by others’… We’re born genius, urge to be genius ruin us….. And, another nice interpretation comes from Mr. Gadhavi. I think, a good life makes a good death. The properties of a good life are properties disguised in the shape of Religion. Let not Religion be something to be assessed through an imaginary God, but a virtue every person can’t help having. The highest ideals of human existence can be fulfilled without regard to revealed God-based Religion. Through conscience we can reconcile the two parts of our being, the physical and the intellectual. Skeptism and open-mindedness are naturally immune to dogmatism. Is it not an irony to the power of God? Let’s not be the slaves to a God-based Religion that waits only to be eulogized.
… Who is God to send us? Only the idle can leave the world to find an imaginary God. Can you tell about anyone who has seen God? Struggling is meant only for survival, not for meeting Him. What are the physicians for if God is the best healer? What are the police for if He is the only protector? I know these questions must seek no sensible answers in the eye of the believers. Our life is never so valueless as to be in vain in case of our failure to imagine in a popular way as some blinds do or did. Knowing ourselves is the most powerful key to be close to our goal, knowing God is never an innovation, rather an easy way many already tried to follow. Know yourself as you’re a masterpiece as everyone else. A quest for a readymade truth leaves us blind….
….. I’m extremely sorry for my ignorance to understand the Hindi language. Who said you’re weak at expressing your thoughts in English? I never think that. I could understand every thought you revealed, every sense you conveyed. You needn’t be so serious about being correct in grammar and vocabulary when you communicate with me. What you say is important to me, not how you say. So, please never hesitate to say what you feel like saying and writing on my wall. Leave the task of understanding your thought to me, you needn’t bother about it. I sincerely appreciate and welcome your comment on my status message (And, I confess, I can’t comment on your status messages as almost all of them are in Hindi)…..
….. Just imagine, ‘NO RELIGION’….. God must be crazy while creating some fellows for praying and some others for blasphemy! We must be as we’re not as others want us to be.
…. There is surely a problem, brother. I often feel like sharing my views with you on your status messages. I wish I knew Hindi!
ভাবনা: পাঁচশো বিশ
17 March 2010
Jean-Paul Sartre… a writer difficult to read , more difficult not to read once started reading.
The more I read him the more a room becomes a world, a group of characters becomes a whole society, I tend to think about how we live and why we live…. ‘Being and Nothingness’… a masterpiece of existentialism echoing in the soul-searching cries.
Don’t read it as you should. Read it as you shouldn’t.
….because he is tough writer to read, tougher to digest, toughest to vomit…
… Some writers are born only to be vomited after being read. Once you digest them, you might run the risk of indigestion later when not meant actually.
There is no fighting, just sharing of views. You’re not bound to like my views, and neither am I. No place is safe unless you feel it so. I consider my wall an open book to be written and rewritten. No offence is ever meant. I highly value my friends as they made it a choice to be my friends, I’m hardly worthy of it. I know my limitation very well and my friends probably know it better. They must write as they feel like writing, accepting or refusing their writings is decided by my heart. It’s never a choice rather an instinct.
Nothing is funny in this world, it’s you who finds the fun out of it. Everything is as it is, not as we think it to be. Our attitude matters, you can’t call anything good or bad unless you’re biased on certain sets of things predetermined to be funny or not…
Smiling on others’ request is never a smiling, it’s one kind of frowning done in a careful way not to hurt myself and people around me. I never feel like doing it unless I mean it. I know you know the place, and I know you’ve not seen that paradise on earth. You can never feel until you see that place. You’re praising it for the necessity, not for the instinct…
18 March 2010
Friends! Is there any shortcut to avoid the clash between Dream and Reality?…
Both are dreams… The only difference is, Dream is a dream dreamt, while Reality is a dream felt… We’re often better dreamers than we’re not supposed to be, worse feelers than we’re supposed to be…
Dreaming for dream’s sake is never worth-dreaming, because when the dream ends you’re left only with reality. Life exists in the wide gap between Dream and Reality. We’re life. Life’s we. Dream pays much here. But we can’t live here forever. We must go where we’re supposed to go. Staying is better but not possible always. Life is never so easy as to not have to say Goodbye to dream. We’re to back to reality at dream’s departure…. Is there any technique for learning not to dream anything not worthy of dreaming?
I guess thinking negative or thinking abt things one doesn’t want in his life shake one’s psyche to such an extent that results in alien and unwanted Dreaming…..So da best way iz I guess not 2 think abt those……
… Thinking shapes our inner world, outer world remains the same as it was. We can never stop thinking as we’re meant for it. Dreaming a dream that never is so, can be a better feeling but always a worse payer as long as the world around is considered. Living in a Utopia is better for living, turns worse once lived. Dream is the keyword, Reality is the preceder though it is supposed to be the follower. Such is the life lying between the gap between Dream and Reality, dreaming of a world that never was… that never will be. We are such puppets in the hands of eternity — the worst player ever created….
….. I often wonder why given all our skills, resources and talents, I, so obviously capable of being the best, settle so often for the worst. Different issues and themes struck me on my mind’s pilgrimage around the gap between Dream and Reality… Is there any digestible packages of suggestion to be followed in this regard? I’m often a great dreamer of Dream but a wrong doer with Reality…
SP-this is the crude fact of life………………..hard work, dedication, sincerity, talent, knowledge and deserving, all contribute only 10% to what you get…………………..rest is luck, fate, destiny, opportunity and timing…………………….notwithstanding inheritance
….. Inheritance works only in case of people who are born only to inherit not to acquire. Acquisition, no doubt, pays much more than inheritance… We can never inherit anything, just we’re often reluctant or helpless to be out of such easy inheritance track!
19 March 2010
I’m a stranger to my intellect. I’m an outsider to my instinct. And so, I’m still an ordinary man…
I m a friend to my intellect and my instincts work for me…so I’m an Extraordinary woman Paul
I am a stranger in my own life… So, I decided to just stand aside and enjoy the show….
… I think, you’re supposed to be extraordinarily extraordinary! Your friendship with your intellect working with your instinct is the result of a symbiosis to be envied but not to be envious of…lol
… You cannot be a stranger to your life forever because life is within you beating your heart, it is in your breathing, it is showing in your eyes. If you’re a stranger, perhaps you’re pretending or setting it aside being in it.
… Please read the whole of this comment and I hope you can understand a bit more…
… I know I’m very smart at writing. I’m so smart that sometimes I don’t understand a single word what I’m writing and often I don’t want to understand what others are writing about me…lol
and unacceptable by myself.
…. I never feel that I’m unacceptable to myself, but I strongly feel that I’m still too young to assess acceptability…
SP, sometimes I do feel I am just watching…a show.. and it’s my life…
Every day is a winding road…I get a little bit closer… I’ve been wondering if all the things I’ve seen were ever real, were ever really happening… Sherly Crow.
It’s more of being in terms with self,than with acceptance of self.
WRONG! Only an IDIOT can be all that. He is the happiest man on earth who has no worries, no qualms and no interest in/about anything. Are you THAT? lol
… That’s the rarest blessing a person could be blessed with… I think I’m just an outsider in the outer course of my life. As a stranger to the world around me, I keep watching the things that never are or were as I dreamt or dream. Life’s a journey, but I’ve not yet been able to choose my passage or be in that passage. And so, I’m just miserable, ordinary much more than I deserve. The lashes of Reality is still dominating over my audacity of Hope. I within propose, I without dispose… a paradox seemingly impossible to be out of. Life pays better to those who can make their intellect work for their instinct, in my case, I’m still in the opposite track. And so, I’m ordinary. My heart, my soul, I within altogether revolt against this but I without still can’t make my life a part of this eternal revolution. I know what I’m and could be but I don’t know how I could reach that ‘could be’. Dear sister, please tell me, is it not an irony? How far can I be complacent with it?
… I’m good at being in terms, worse at acceptance, worst at a blend of the earlier two. My ‘self’ is never capable of believing, never incapable of reasoning. And so, I’m always the eleventh one out of ten you can count, I guarantee!
.. It’s very difficult to be a true idiot. An idiot’s pilgrimage is the tale of the happiest life… I often work as a mirror; others look their own images through my eyes. Please don’t look at my eyes, they could be very deceptive…lol
ভাবনা: পাঁচশো একুশ
20 March 2010
You have started late; it never means that you cannot reach the goal earlier… Friends! Agree? or, Disagree?
I think, being the last to grab ‘the first’ for long is better than being the first to grab ‘the first’ for short.
slow and steady wins the race…isn’t that what we say…
Slow and steady wins the race… That’s the doctrine we’ve been following for ages… We still boast of the slow tortoise who once beat the foolish hare, but afterwards so many hares have been beating the slow tortoises ages after ages. Do we never think about it? We like to be complacent of our mistakes, and we live by it…. A late starter reaches earlier only when he is earlier in preparation than the early starter. It’s really daunting!
the moral of the story is the attitude…..attitude makes you accomplish your goal…. never speed…. NEVER SPEED….
Is there any parameter that can determine which is a good attitud, which is better and which is the best? It is too relative an idea being influenced depending on many built-in factors. Putting our attitude to work is no doubt a daunting task. A positive attitude towards life doesn’t always pay positively, I’ve seen it in many cases. Winners write the history, and so we’re familiar with the heroes who became heroes by their positive attitude..
If I’ve to go on and on for the half of my life, when is it the time to enjoy the road I’ve passed? These disturbing thoughts are haunting my mind these days. Is there any way to know when I’ll put the last step after I’ve put the first one? Life often dwindles in the ever-widening gap lying between Dream and Reality. Mind often reaches to a height much more than the height I actually will reach. Is it not confusing? Is it not misguiding? We perhaps can get whatever we want. But, can we always want what we really want? Does the power of mind get unleashed in the right time always? Can we always dream what we should really dream?
our thoughts is what makes us….and that is a reality… our dream is our reality….. sooner we recognize the power of our thoughts… sooner it starts working for us…. it’s like having a car…. you see it…. you have the keys…. but to put it into action.. YOU HAVE TO USE THE KEY TO IGNITE…. USE YOUR THOUGHTS TO IGNITE…..
confused thoughts.. makes confused reality…. clear your thoughts.. Picture your dreams…. results… not the path…. path will be carved as you move towards your goal/ results/dream what ever name you call it….you think you can do.. you can do it and will do it… paths will open up.. you think you CAN’T do it… you will not be able to do it.. open doors will be shut…. all your thoughts… it’s not about positive or negative… it’s what you want.. the power is in you hands….. use it now… NOW…
The power within and the power without are often friends walking on the same way in the opposite direction. I feel I can. But I can’t as I probably fail to feel it exactly as I should. I feel the urge to run, yet hardly can even walk. Many a time I feel blessed remembering the sweet memories when I was first to start first and first to reach first. Now, I make the first step to reach the goal, make steps further and further… suddenly discover that every step is counted as the first step by destiny. I propose, my fate disposes. Can we ever bet Fate? I’m forced to wonder! I see the light on the other side of the tunnel, I start passing the tunnel, as I reach the other side of the tunnel, the light disappears. I realize I saw the light at the last moment of its litting. I still can’t help dreaming of the world that never was… Dreams transform into thoughts, and thoughts result in action. But I often feel myself dwarfed standing next to the majestic venue of actions where I even dare not place myself at the last of the queue. Whatever I can do or dream I can, is often something illusionary. I know my boldness has the genius, power and magic in it though I’m a bad magician trying to end up blissfully with the power unleashed. The fact is, I get ended up instead. Isn’t it an irony? Yes, I do care for liberation, I wander ceaselessly to find out the spring of life that others are enjoying. At the end of the day, I find a lot of things messed up and so I can’t decide what I should want, how to start, why to get or if to get at all! How many roads should a man pass before you can call him a man? Is there any paradise where the mind is without fear and the head is held high… where knowledge is free… where the world within us will not be broken in fragments?…. My thoughts travel alone on the roads where no thought ever travelled… I spend time in catching the colours of the rainbow already created in my soul. I often miss the twilight planning much about feeling its charm… Such is the pilgrimage of my life!…
Ignited minds… Inspired thoughts… Confused actions!
Starting late and reaching earlier is no doubt a daunting task, but I must undergo it as I’ve no other options left. ‘Better late than never’… I’m now working on the basis of this principle. I think it’d be better for me to reach late a rightful place than to reach a wrong one earlier…
Time and Destiny are two collaborators conspiring together to make or remake things better or worse. We’re sometimes too helpless to but be puppets in their hands! But, Fate is not written for some. They can rewrite it. They’re legends!
Being in the first category is better than being first. I’ve always been first in all the exams of my life, but I’ve never been in the first category… And so, I’m still ordinary…
We still boast of the slow tortoise who once beat the foolish hare, but afterwards so many hares have been beating the slow tortoises ages after ages. Do we never think about it?………….I went through this word in Probochongucho by Dr. Humayun Azad.
I did also. Too catching to resist the temptation to quote…
I’m referring to the two bottom lines of your comment. No two persons can be exactly of the same quality, it’s natural. So, if we start late than others we must seek the points that might work on our advantage. Life’s a game. There’s no shortcut to win it, but there are some strategies. There’s nothing wrong in adopting these. The power within you must be unleashed before others even can think of it. Never can all think the same on the same aspect…
Fate is a good player, even sometimes better one than we’re or even think of being. And it also loses the game when we’re too deserving to be beaten. Fate hardly follows with rewarding things, if does ever, it is almost in all cases, our rarest faculty to change the track…
ভাবনা: পাঁচশো বাইশ
21 March 2010
I hate to follow a ‘Do or Die’ principle. Our life is too short to be so serious. I like to ‘do’, but I never consider anything worthy of my death if not done…
I agree.. shouldn’t be a way of life FOR SURE
but this is essential in certain professions namely medical and defense…
Professions like Medical and Defense demand this doctrine… But, I can tell you for sure that the professionals never feel like it and the demander authority also knows it very well…
Agree….ooooops… what’s wrong with me! I just agreed with you…..LOL
I m a Nike man…just do it….
Agreeing sometimes comes from instinct not intellect…..lol…
I often hear another such joke. Some say, “I can die for him/her.”… Nobody in the world was born for another. There can never be anyone worth-living or worth-dying. We live for ourselves and it’s the only Religion we have. Life is never too long to be lived for others. No one is ever bound to live in the way another person likes, if anyone does so, he isn’t probably consciously living….
”I can die for him/her” really its a big joke. agreed. But ”we all live for ourselves” can’t agree
… When have you returned from Louvre Museum? You’ve never lost a battle. Huh! God guarantees to make you a winner. Why so? He must have jaundiced His view in your case…. If you’re out of what I’m counting, I must salute you as you’re legendary! There is no reason to believe that Greek gods ever existed, but you’re the Nike of the present times… Hats off Sir!!
… Ask your heart. Heart must not have learnt to pretend…. (Please disregard parental love and familial love in this case.)
SP, living for someone else is in essence 2 bodies one soul.. Its’ a state of existence…a divine experience… however since we are in our human journey.. we get in and out of that divinity and that’s adds the filmy aspect to it… LOL
….Two bodies, one soul, one…. (I’ve not, so I can’t)…. Filmy aspect, in and out, out and in… Experience… Oh no! I shouldn’t….lolzzzz…
Life is a Disneyland, we’re just find the Mickey Mouse. If not found, what’s wrong in being it ourselves? We’re the best Cheer Leaders for ourselves… Why should we care anyone who doesn’t even think of caring us? If we can’t do anything, that is never for me. Others are ready to do it. Everything of the world is pre-written. If we fail at doing anything, it was surely not written for me. Let it pass to the person meant for doing it. Worrying much about our helplessness makes us just unfit for something we really deserve. The world never cares if we don’t laugh. If we don’t laugh, there are many to laugh at us… Nothing is valuable in this world until we give it value. Why should we value something only because some have already valued it? It’s my life, and it will be as I want it be. Let others not decide what we should decide…
thanks Sushanta & Ritu for your comments on me…SP…u v well know I was not lost or something…….was in other room of the museum…exactly following your doctrine suggests….Let others not decide what we should decide…
to live or die for someone is a phrase…& all the phrases should not be read in words…but reading the soul of a phrase is better…well in love..(Please disregard parental love and familial love in this case) also what lives or dies is the soul…..its the heart & soul which loved & lived.& they only die.
….. Let the world apart, all the phrases apart. We’re happy that you, the Nike, are back among us. Soul never dies, just transforms to another one. Physically we neither die nor are born, just visit the world for the short time that we’re here. In the passage of our life we’re blessed by many souls that live, let us live, show the meaning of living…. Thank you for being on my wall….
… You feel like commenting on my wall, and I sincerely feel like reading, drinking the whole essence of what you write or think. That’s amazing. And, this is the Law of Attraction, the strongest law ever conceived of. Whenever I write something as my status message, I earnestly wait for some persons on my wall depending on the topic I’ve written. And they do appear on my wall amazingly. I hardly fail at such prediction. Persons of the same set are preset. It happens, we can never explain it by any Philosophy…. Thanks a lot for suggesting me the site. I hope to register in it soon… Please keep in touch… Take care.
you mean you think of the devil…lol..this devil is instantly listens u..as of now lets chill & see the end to a nice weekend…waiting for the great week ahead..sure to end with a relaxing weekend
…. I like devils’ company. I like to listen to them, and make the choice of my own. Devils are better doers than gods. Gods can never do anything without procrastination, but devils can and so they are far better than gods. Devils live in the charming company of the most interesting persons in Hell. The company of a smart devil is more pleasant than that of a dumb god. Devils are good friends as they never mind at your being devil-like, I like the freedom of being what I feel like… …. Have a great week ahead with heavenly (!) devils around….
22 March 2010
I’m a worse engineer but a better thinker who always thinks that his life would have been dreamy if he had not been an engineer…
…. Things that I’ve missed or am missing or am bound to miss, resemble the most what I’m. I’m not what others know me to be but what others are not supposed to know. Others want me to live by my intellect, I just want to live by my instinct. I want to make my intellect a slave to my intellect. I’m still on this journey, it’s arduous and uncertain, but enjoyable….
…. Dost, not all think so, there are many like you who also sincerely think that they’re bad engineers but the best thinkers who always think that life would have been just like a nightmare if they had not been engineers…. Agree?
…. And my problem is, I hardly feel like being challenged…
…. I’ve confidence more than I need from myself, less than others need from me….
…..দোস্ত, আমার মতো ইডিয়টকে ইঞ্জিনিয়ার বানানো আর গাধা পিটিয়ে মানুষ করা, এই দুই ব্যাপারের মধ্যে একটা চমৎকার মিল আছে…. দুটোই শুধু স্বপ্নেই সম্ভব!
I’ve confidence more on others, others have less on me as I don’t deserve it….
never underestimate yourself.
I do never…. I’m just brought to ground sometimes….
as long as you know yrself…………………..opinions of others really doesn’t matter
Things matter only when we think them worthy of it… Things that matter most are often valued least, you know…
agree……………opinions become important if we give importance
There is no value of anything. A thing’s value is what we give to it…
ভাবনা: পাঁচশো তেইশ
22 March 2010
They say, I am the best they have ever seen. I know they are the worst the world has ever seen…. Grrrrrrrrrr
Dada, they all are blind and they claim to see. I’m not blind but they want me to be blind. That is to say, they want me to be their King!… King of Idiots!!… Grrrrrr
Idiots are born to be laughed at…..
22 March 2010
I’ve a wonderful memory for forgetting things. I often rename girls I know, name boys I don’t know…
wts my name Sushanta!
Facebook never lets you forget names…
bhaiya…Meditation is must for you….why you don’t take it??
But, forgetting things has a great advantage too… Every time I enjoy the beautiful things for the first time… Things are never old to me. I’m never experienced, just enjoy everything for the first time..
just now I forgot the name of the MD of a big company……whose products I market..i have been through some v bad situations by forgetting names…na na Sushant…nothing to feel good about…but anyways…..u status is interesting…lol on that
… It’s nice to hear that you at least have remembered that he is the MD of that company. Things might turn worse otherwise!… Brother, I’ve many unpleasant experiences about forgetting names. Some of them are really horrible! Now, I’ve devised a funny technique. It works, however. I try to remember the names of the boys and to forget the names of the girls. You may give it a try. It works, really it works!…lol
Hv 5-6 cashew nuts /ground nuts everyday
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”
Teacher…..who said ” what’s there in a name”
ramu…sir… ganga prasad said it
teacher…u foolish boy….don’t you know Shakespeare said it
ramu…..sir what’s there in a name…..ganga prasad or Shakespeare
Though Shakespeare wrote it …Juliet said it… but you are correct.. what’s in a name LOL…..
… Preaching is easier than practising!… Humorous comment on Ritu’s comment… I appreciate your sense of humour..
…. What’s in a name? Well, the things that you might avoid by calling someone rightly by his/her… A name might pay less than you hope, but renaming pays much more you deserve. You can try it, it works instantly especially in cases of girls….
But, I can remember names that I don’t want to remember… I can’t forget the names that I want to forget…
Sanjay Kapoor you welcome
….. Forgetting things is itself a pain….
SP… That’s how noncommittal words like honey, baby, sweetie pie etc. came into being… Lol
….. Thanks for this charming (!) suggestion. Ok, from now on, I’ll start calling girls ‘honey’, ‘baby’ or something else like this. Hope she would be happy, if not, please be prepared to fly to Bangladesh for tackling any unpleasant situation….
Sure thing sweet pea….
I’m of the age where I allowed to forget… Not an error but by design
….. Age is charming, only when you’ve already got all the charms of life… I wouldn’t mind forgetting if I had not a lot to remember… By the way, which is more enjoyable? Forgetting by error? Or, forgetting by design? Or, forgetting the design by error?!….lol
…. Both Ritu & I are good excuse-masters! Just watch us for some days, you’ll gradually learn a lot of excuses for showing excuses….lol
….. Ok Susan, we’ll be observable from now on…
I always feel that someone watching me!!!! Remember this song…. Oh, whom I asking… Sush you weren’t even born then… And even if you were… You would have forgotten… Yes forgetting by error often turns to forgetting by design… Forget it now!!!! Susan I hope you track me the way I do you.
….. We’re designed to forget. Errors are just complacency here… A balanced scheme of God or Nature, that life is still beautiful for!…
The yin yang of nature… Remember to forget…
…. It’s tough to forget things that resemble me most…
Lol indeed you are hard to forget!
….. I’m hard to forget to those whom I find harder not to remember, my honest confession…
….. Sometimes forgetfulness is a gift, when it pays better than remembering… We can’t change our destiny, but surely, we can change ourselves when we know the scheme of fate or destiny. If it is cruel, we must be crueler. If it is kind, we must be friendly. It’s a lesson to be learnt from within not without…
SP…I agree :)….. I forget” why”… but some of us are hard to forget!!!!
……. Actually, some are hard to forget, as we can never forget them, just pretend for some time not to remember them, but it’s of little use as we don’t feel like using it…….
ভাবনা: পাঁচশো চব্বিশ
24 March 2010
Friends! To you, who is the best writer you have ever read?
I’d say Anton Chekhov. Though I think comparing writers is like comparing a doctor with an engineer.
Orhan pamuk! wht abt u?
Rajnish OSHO, Ved Vyas (shreemad Bhagvat Geeta & Mahabharat), Gauswami Tulsidasji (Ramayan)…
Friends! If I don’t go for any literary classification, I think Oscar Wilde is the best writer I’ve ever read…
plz mention books also there for one can refer it….
For knowing who I’m, how I’m and why I’m… Osho is the best!
For short stories, Anton Chekhov is the best!
For poetry, it’s very difficult to mention one name only…
actually, I love all writers of the world…whom I’ve read or whom I haven’t… But they all have at least thoughts… Not matter what one has been written…but matter is at least one has written…
Imtiazul Kabir Victor hugo…and adgar rise barose
For writings on Philosophy, I think Bertrand Russell is the best… For existential philosophy my most favourite writer is Jean-Paul Sartre… a writer difficult to start, more difficult to leave if once started…
Victor Hugo, I think, is a prominent writer of life and experiences of life, yet somewhat fictional in tune…
sp…poetry and literature it’s going on different languages…all the languages have their own best poets…according to me Poetry is form if philosophy…
As a philosopher Jä Paul sarth is the best..
But the king is Alexander dumo.
…. I think, poetry is the purest form of philosophy, blended with thoughts even philosophy can’t explain!
Every great writer is great in some perspectives and values we confer upon them… It’s so tough a task to universalize!
I often sigh for my studious youth when I was just crazy about reading whatever I got… Now, I’m a bit refined and biased reader devoid of innocent acceptance, I confess!
Whenever I feel like changing my soul within, I often seek a refuge in Pablo Neruda….
Humayun Ahmed, the most acclaimed writer of Bangladesh by the most immature readers, has at least some works to be mentioned to his credit and among them, his first novel ‘Nondito Naroke’ is really worthy of reading. I think, ‘Josna o Janoni’r Galpo’, ‘Eisob Dinrattri’, ‘Shankhoneel Karagaar’ etc are also other noteworthy novels written by him….
…. Winning Nobel Prize can never be a true criterion that can define a writer… Nazrul is a prolific writer, but he lacked versatility to some extent… Tagore was more versatile, yet somewhat suicidal following conservatism in his literature and so, the world today eulogizes him less than he really deserves….. Nazrul was not so instrumental in post-modernism trend, which is very pivotal in today’s world literature. Just read Wole Soyinka, a Nigerian playwright who won Nobel Prize in Literature. You’ll be amazed to notice his instrumental tone in refusing intrusion of modern civilization on the ethnic civilization….
I have doubts at the number 95%. but she is a good writer. There is a difference between being a good writer and being a legend.
And, my personal opinion is, Humayun Ahmed, Taslima Nasrin, Syed Shamsul Haque and writers of such types can never represent our ethnic literature to the world. And if we let them do it, the world will surely hold an idea that our local literature is still at an immature state…. For deriving personal pleasures, somewhat sensual though, they might be read…
Hmmmm SP missing your love quotes! Enid Blyton coz she was the first I read and then so many chiefly it’s been Khalil Gibran, Ayn Rand and Osho in between all the romances that I read I have imbibed the best of all!!
I agree that winning Nobel is not a benchmark to judge a good writer, and versatile is sometimes a vague word to describe excellence. I have found not many communal writers in Bengali like RT. And in that respect Nazrul crossed all the boundaries. At the same self-pride is like self-destruction for a writer, and RT was extraordinarily proud for his writing.
A PERFECT DAY FOR BANANA FISH by J the Salinger……please please read it. The experience is WORTH WHILE!!!folks!!
…. Would you mind telling about a work of Tagore where he rendered a communal tone? Nazrul is no doubt a highly non-communal writer the world has ever seen. But he borrowed a much from Tagore which he himself acknowledged later. You can go through some writings on the conversation between Tagore and Nazrul…. And, about you point on being a best-selling writer.. In a country like Bangladesh, where the majority of people are not enlightened, the total number of books can never be taken to account to judge a writer. Just look at the crazy readers of the aforesaid three writers. I think, they have a reader-class who don’t like to exercise their brain and just want to be happy with some light enough to be digested somehow!
…. I’m again requesting you to write politely. You can write whatever you wish to write, but you can never write however you wish to write. I hope you can understand what I’m referring to….
….. I’ve read Gibran and Osho. They’re the masters in revealing the light of thought exactly in the way as it is. I learn from them what life is, how life is and why life is… The other two are strangers to me. Hope I’ll make acquaintance with them soon…
….. I highly appreciate your kind emphasis on the book to make us earnest to go through it. Thanks for recommending it…
…. Dear brother, I also sometimes feel that I must meet you to share some views when I come across your status messages…. Now, about your comment. I’ve read almost all the works of Tagore & Nazrul… I found Tagore a somewhat conservative in elucidating things and expressing ideas but he never seemed communal to me. I think he was less universal than many of his contemporary writers, yet he was very instrumental in revealing universalism… Nazrul less instrumental in his style. Just explore the avenues of his creation, you’ll not find much that could usher a way through the royal road to universalism…. Last but not the least, I must say that, the Oriental talents are much unacknowledged than the Occidental ones for the post-colonial polarization…
….. Please have your pleasure to mention any you feel like mentioning…. I’d be highly pleased to be informed of your likings…
… So nice of you… :)… You better send your choice-list through a message in my inbox if it sounds convenient to you. You can find some of mine in my profile info..
… I’m happy to learn that you’ve spared time to go through my long tiresome list. I appreciate your patience! I’ve listed most of fictions I’ve read and liked, yet there are a lot of non-fictions I’ve not listed here, especially my personal collection of philosophical writings. A classic is something we all praise but few of us read. I’ve just put a few steps forward…. Thank you for the eulogy. Now, please be kind to let me know about your favourites… …. (By the way, I like S Ray’s movies keenly, but probably my list mistakenly missed the names.)
khaled husseini-kite runner and thousand splendid suns and jhumpa lahiri- read all her books…
Sush tooo many to list…. Osho is my fav. but any writing that stirs me up.. fictional non fictional I like… I even read labels in the back of bottles lol….
…. Thank you for your humbleness. I was once a voracious reader and felt like reading whatever I got or managed to get, some stupid readings I had undergone though. Nevertheless, I never regret my amateur stupid reading period as I could never have realized what I should read if I had not read what I shouldn’t. I’m requesting you to go for Oscar Wilde. He is best writer gifted with the rarest sense of humour among all the writers I’ve ever read. You can also seriously think about reading Rabindranath Tagore if you’ve not read him yet. You can learn how death can amazingly revive life after you go though him. There is a sharp contrast between Oriental and Occidental literature, yet both share some common instrumental aspects that make us feel as they are….. I think I should share some of my thoughts with you regarding some queries about literature and philosophy as I lack a lot. I’m happy to discover you and Ritu as I’m born every moment I share my thoughts with both of you…
….. Osho is the greatest spiritual leader I’ve ever read. I learnt from him what life is, how life is and why life is… And, Ritu, I like your voracity, as I also share such innocent simplicity, sometimes turns to stupidity though…lol
…. The Kite Runner is just splendid! You can watch the film of the same title. That’s also stunning! I’ve not read Jhumpa Lahiri much, just read her The Namesake and it’s really touchy. Thanks for sharing you view…
Charles Dickens, Oscar Wilde, Thomas Hardy, Arthur Conan Doyle, Shakespeare, poets.. William Wordsworth (Tintern Abbey most favt.), Byron, P.B. Shelly, John Keats of romantic period..
Tennyson, Palgrave’s Golden Treasury is my asset, Bengali….RN Tagore’s all poems all including Gitanjali, His short stories are too good ,Sharat ch Chattopadhyay
You can go for Anton Chekhov’s short stories also… 🙂
Ashapurna Devi, Maitrayee Devi, Shankar, Bibhutibhusan, Hindi..Haribans R.Bachhan and many more..
God it is sooo hard to pick one… like our own children…. no one is better or worst…. it the things they do and say… I really can’t decide! Sush! I’m in trouble 🙂
Shiv Khera’s You Can Win, The Magic Of Thinking Big by who forgot (will mention wen I’ll reach home) French also I’ll mention later.
… Never mind. It’s a pleasant trouble not because you’re in but because you don’t feel like being out. I’d rather be in eternal trouble than be in transient pleasure that makes me forget the trouble I might regret for…
…. Wow! French Literature! I’ve a great fancy for it. I read a lot of french poetries translated in Bengali. They’re gifted with an aesthetic taste. I can’t procure much of it, as they’re not available here in Bangladesh….
Keats in Ode To A Nightingale calls for a draught of cool wine ‘Tasting of flora and the country green/Dance and Provencal song and sunburnt mirth. Wordsworth describes the occasion when he for the first time passed in a stagecoach over the threshold of London and trivial forms/of houses, pavement, street suddenly manifested a profound power and significance ‘It was a moment’s pause /All that took place within me came and went/As in a moment, yet with time it dwells/And grateful memory, as a thing divine. Tintern Abbey ‘There was a time when meadows grove and stream the earth and every common sight to me did seem appareled in celestial light’
From Spencer’s Amoretti ‘Men call you fayre and you do credit it/ But only that is permanent and free/From frayle corruption that doth flesh ensue/ That’s true beauty that doth argue you/To be divine and borne and heavenly seed/Derived from that fayre spirit from whom all true/And perfect beauty at first proceed’
… I think we can never read truly unless we read by our soul, and so we must be motivated by our inner inclination, that is, the staffs our heart longs for. For developing this passion, I read almost everything I need. :)… Here in Bangladesh, we have only a few bookstores that deal in classics and masterpieces of modern literature and philosophy. And, add to it, they also lack many of I want. I found the picture quite opposite in Kolkata when I visited the book fair held there. I’m an ardent reader of French Literature translated into English or Bengali, but I really find a very little of it. I’ve a personal library, my only treasure, containing about 3,500 books covering a wide range of tastes and I try to enrich it almost every day with whatever recommendable books I manage to procure…
… Thank you for expressing about your literary taste here. The lines you’ve mentioned here, are, I think, some of the most heart-touching lines of English Literature. Have you read Sylvia Plath or, Pablo Neruda yet? If you’ve not, I sincerely want you to read their poetries. You’ll approach the heart within, and it won’t refuse you after you’ve read them… 🙂
ভাবনা: পাঁচশো পঁচিশ
25 March 2010
Drink me only with thine eyes, And I pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss within the cup, And I’ll not look for wine.
… These few lines have been adapted from a romantic poetry titled, To Celia rendered to English Literature by Ben Johnson…the best romantic poetry I’ve ever read…
thnx dear 4 reminding me Ben Johnson. long time bck I read it in Eng honours. Nw m completely a frnch lady.
Evening passes, music fades
Candle dims, moon invades
Filling within hearts and minds,
like a love one feels or hopes to find
Now evening’s kiss is on our lips
An evening’s dance to reminisce
Whispers, soft,as you take my hand
Was it all a dream in the evening sand?
The sea is calm tonight,
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the stairs; on the French coast, the light
Gleams, and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night air!
Only, from the long line of spray
When the ebb meets the moon-blanched sand,
Listen! You hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves suck back, and fling,
At their return, up in the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness is.
Dear friends! I feel myself really very fortunate to find a constellation of my soul-mates on my wall who are also connoisseurs of poetry. Hope you’ll always accompany me in my Odyssey to the realm of Literature. Now, please enjoy another one of my favourites, ‘To Electra’ by Robert Herrick, a little masterpiece, I think, considering the beauty within… 🙂
I dare not ask a kiss,
I dare not beg a smile,
Lest having that, or this,
I might grow proud while.
No, no, the utmost share
Of my desire shall me
Only to kiss that air
That lately kissed thee.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! And, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
OHHHHHH soo beautiful! I love your wall and the beauty put forth by you and your friends.. will be hanging out here a lot from now on….
…. Beauty is on the eye of the beholder. A thing has the value we give to it. So, I think the credit goes to you and my friends who are the heroes to see the light through my thought. Darkness is darkness as we imagine contrasted to light. It’s a feeling, a thought, never an absolute idea as we seem to put through. I’d have never dared to look through my life if my friends had not instigated me to seek the path. I exist only when the world around deserves my existence more than
O you whom I often and silently come where you are… that I may be with you,
As I walk by your side or sit near, or remain… in the same room with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire that for you sake… is playing within me.
Sushanta Paul Because I could not stop for Death–
He kindly stopped for me–
The Carriage held but just Ourselves–
Since then–’tis centuries–and yet
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the Horses’ heads
Were towards Eternity.
…love you with all your sensitivity. Elizabeth Browning Poem is one of the most profound love poem ever written.
….. You’ve been urging me for a few days to blow a storm with love quotes and my views on it. Sincerely speaking, I was anticipating eagerly for your presence on this wall, as you really deserve this. These days I’m often lost in The Norton Anthology of Poetry’ and I just could not help sharing a few lines from a poetry of that book… Now, another few lines of Edmund Spencer for you and other friends..
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves, and washed it away.
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
‘Vain man,’ said she, ‘that dost in vain essay
A mortal thing so to immortalise;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped out likewise.’
‘Not so,’ quoth I; ‘let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your virtues rare shall eternise,
And in the heavens write your glorious name:
Where, whenas Death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.
SP was away most of the time flirting with IPL…but then I always check your profile out. And You are so much better when it comes to writing about love, a rare quality in today’s men and believe me it is a pleasure to know you. And love as such is a vast subject and these days loosely used…..So to read something which is intense and true feels good and to know that people still know, value and understand Love. Hugs.
….. I’m sorry for your inconvenience. I hope if the writers of those poetries had been alive and present here they would have said ‘SORRY’ to me at first…lol
….. I feel a lot about love, probably because I’ve never fallen in it. If I had fallen, I would never been so conscious as to ponder over this. I think, we should love blindly, but never be blind while loving. Love hardly lets you be intelligent enough to think what love is, why love is and how love is. And, this the trendy love we see around. I often blissfully imagine the presence of another soul within my single soul. And the fact is, the soul that I fabricate within myself never lets me stop feeling what I should feel. The world within and the world without never contradict each other, they spontaneously flow parallelly without any interruption. I never feel like being with someone not worthy of my thought. She was not born for me, neither was I. I know that’s a self-deceptive point, but I live on this point. To me, love is never something to be in, it’s something that you can’t be out of. True love never interfere with life, rather shows what life demands from us and we deserve from life. If life is a journey, love is surely a shelter where you can rest when you’re tired of travelling. You can never be without love as you can never be without life. We might not be existing, but surely, we live, no matter how meaningful our living is. And that’s why, we can never escape from love. I think, people who claim that they live by hatred also live by disguised love veiled in hatred…
Well said! Love these days is based far more on lust than on any other important premise.And well few times when I have thought I was in love enough to be blinded by lies I was brought back to reality by my soul.
I could stay awake, just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping,
While you’re far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment I spend with you is a moment I treasure… Aerosmith