ভাবনা: পাঁচশো উনিশ
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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 inherited 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 Religion.
And there is an interesting similarity between a dinosaur and a religious good person. Both are now extinct. 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, Mohammed, Christ, Kabir, Raidas, Plato, Meera, Narsinh Mehta, Zarathustra, J. Krishnamurti, Osho, Rahim, Baba Bulleh Shah, Umar Khayyam…
no I think they were all religious…b’coz spiritualism 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 just swimming in lakes… We have to discover the river… Continuously 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 what they are, and they will be what 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 designed by others. Be guided
by your heart, not by others’… We’re born genius; the urge to be genius ruins
us….. And another thoughtful interpretation comes from Mr. Gadhavi. I think a
good life makes a good death. The qualities of a good life are qualities
disguised in the shape of Religion. Let not Religion be something to be
assessed through an imaginary God, but a virtue every person cannot 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. Skepticism and open-mindedness
are naturally immune to dogmatism. Is it not an irony to the power of God?
Let’s not be 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 of anyone
who has seen God? Struggling is meant only for survival, not for meeting Him.
What are 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 eyes of believers. Our life is never so valueless as to be in
vain should we fail to imagine in a popular way as some blind souls do or
did. Knowing ourselves is the most powerful key to approaching our goal;
knowing God is never an innovation, rather an easy path many have already tried to
follow. Know yourself as you are a masterpiece, as everyone else is. 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!
Thought: Five Hundred and Twenty
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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
Thought: Five Hundred and Twenty-One
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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…
ধীরে চলো, নিশ্চিত জয়…
এই মন্ত্রেই তো চলে আসছি যুগ যুগ ধরে… আজও গর্ব করি সেই ধীর কচ্ছপের, যে একবার হারিয়ে দিয়েছিল বোকা খরগোশকে, কিন্তু তারপর থেকে কত খরগোশ যে হারিয়ে দিয়েছে ধীর কচ্ছপদের, যুগের পর যুগ। কখনো কি ভাবি এসব? আমরা নিজেদের ভুলের মধ্যেই আত্মতুষ্টিতে ডুবে থাকতে ভালোবাসি, আর সেই নিয়েই বেঁচে থাকি… যে দেরিতে শুরু করে সে তখনই আগে পৌঁছায়, যখন সে প্রস্তুতিতে এগিয়ে থাকে যে আগে শুরু করেছে তার চেয়ে। সত্যিই ভয়ংকর ব্যাপার!
গল্পের নৈতিকতা হলো মনোভাব… মনোভাবই তোমাকে লক্ষ্যে পৌঁছে দেয়… কখনো তাড়াহুড়া নয়… কখনোই তাড়াহুড়া নয়…
এমন কোনো মাপকাঠি কি আছে যা নির্ধারণ করতে পারে কোনটা ভালো মনোভাব, কোনটা আরো ভালো আর কোনটা সবচেয়ে ভালো? এটা একটা খুবই আপেক্ষিক ধারণা, যা নির্ভর করে অনেক অন্তর্নিহিত বিষয়ের ওপর। আমাদের মনোভাবকে কাজে লাগানো নিঃসন্দেহে একটা কঠিন কাজ। জীবনের প্রতি ইতিবাচক মনোভাব সবসময় ইতিবাচক ফল দেয় না, অনেক ক্ষেত্রেই দেখেছি। বিজয়ীরাই ইতিহাস লেখে, তাই আমরা চিনি সেই বীরদের যারা ইতিবাচক মনোভাব দিয়ে বীর হয়ে উঠেছেন…
যদি আমার অর্ধেক জীবন এভাবেই চলতে থাকে, তাহলে কখন আমি উপভোগ করব সেই পথটুকু যা আমি পেরিয়ে এসেছি? এসব বিরক্তিকর চিন্তা আজকাল আমার মনকে তাড়া করে ফেরে। প্রথম পা ফেলার পর কবে শেষ পা ফেলব তা জানার কোনো উপায় আছে? জীবন প্রায়ই ক্ষয় হয় স্বপ্ন আর বাস্তবতার মাঝে বিস্তৃত হতে থাকা ফাঁকে। মন প্রায়ই পৌঁছে যায় এমন উচ্চতায় যা আমি আসলে কখনো ছুঁতে পারব না। এটা কি বিভ্রান্তিকর নয়? এটা কি বিপথগামী নয়? আমরা হয়তো পেতে পারি যা চাই। কিন্তু, আমরা কি সবসময় তাই চাইতে পারি যা আসলেই চাই? মনের শক্তি কি সবসময় সঠিক সময়ে মুক্তি পায়? আমরা কি সবসময় সেই স্বপ্ন দেখতে পারি যা আসলেই দেখা উচিত?
আমাদের চিন্তাই আমাদের গড়ে তোলে… আর এটাই বাস্তব… আমাদের স্বপ্নই আমাদের বাস্তবতা… যত তাড়াতাড়ি আমরা আমাদের চিন্তার শক্তি চিনতে পারব… তত তাড়াতাড়ি এটা আমাদের পক্ষে কাজ করতে শুরু করবে… এটা অনেকটা গাড়ি রাখার মতো… তুমি দেখছ… চাবি আছে তোমার কাছে… কিন্তু কাজে লাগাতে… তোমাকে চাবি ঘুরিয়ে ইঞ্জিন চালু করতে হবে… তোমার চিন্তাকে ব্যবহার করো জ্বালানোর জন্য…
বিভ্রান্ত চিন্তা… বিভ্রান্ত বাস্তবতা তৈরি করে… তোমার চিন্তাকে পরিষ্কার করো… তোমার স্বপ্নকে দৃশ্যমান করো… ফলাফল নিয়ে ভাবো… পথ নিয়ে নয়… তুমি যখন তোমার লক্ষ্য/ফলাফল/স্বপ্ন যাই বলো না কেন, সেদিকে এগিয়ে যাবে তখন পথ আপনা থেকেই তৈরি হবে… তুমি ভাবো পারবে… তুমি পারবে এবং করবে… পথ খুলে যাবে… তুমি ভাবো পারবে না… তুমি পারবে না… খোলা দরজাও বন্ধ হয়ে যাবে… সব তোমার চিন্তার খেলা… এটা ইতিবাচক বা নেতিবাচকের ব্যাপার নয়… এটা তুমি কী চাও তার ব্যাপার… শক্তি তোমার হাতেই… এখনই ব্যবহার করো… এখনই…
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…
Thought: Five Hundred Twenty-Two
……………………………………………………
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….
…..Friend,
making an engineer out of an idiot like me and turning a donkey into a human through beatings —
there’s a wonderful similarity between these two things….
Both are only possible in dreams!
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…
Thought: Five hundred twenty-three
……………………………………………………
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’m allowed to
forget… Not an error but by design
….. Age is charming, only when
you’ve already gathered all the charms of life… I wouldn’t mind forgetting if I
hadn’t so much to remember… By the way, which is more delightful? Forgetting by
error? Or, forgetting by design? Or, forgetting the design by error?!….lol
…. Both Ritu & I are master
excuse-makers! Just observe us for a few days, you’ll gradually learn countless
ways of crafting excuses….lol
….. Alright Susan, we’ll be under
observation from now on…
I always sense someone watching
me!!!! Remember this song…. Oh, who am I asking… Sush you weren’t even born
then… And even if you were… You would have forgotten… Yes forgetting by
error often transforms into forgetting by design… Forget it now!!!! Susan I hope you
track me the way I track you.
….. We’re designed to forget.
Errors are merely indulgence here… A balanced design of God or Nature, for which
life remains beautiful still…
The yin yang of existence… Remember
to forget…
…. It’s difficult to forget things
that mirror me most closely…
Lol indeed you are hard to forget!
….. I’m hard to forget for those
whom I find harder not to remember, my honest confession…
….. Sometimes forgetfulness is a
blessing, when it yields more than remembering… We cannot alter our destiny, but
certainly, we can transform ourselves when we understand the pattern of fate or destiny. If
it is harsh, we must be harsher. If it is gentle, we must be kind. This is a
lesson to be learned from within, not from without…
SP…I agree :)…..
I forget “why”… but some of us are impossible to forget!!!!
……. Actually, some are impossible to
forget, as we can never truly forget them, we merely pretend for a while not to remember
them, but it’s of little use since we don’t feel inclined to use it…….
Thought: Five Hundred Twenty-Four
……………………………………………………
24 March 2010
Friends! For you, who is the finest
writer you have ever read?
I’d say Anton Chekhov. Though I
believe comparing writers is like comparing a doctor with an engineer.
Orhan Pamuk! What about you?
Rajnish OSHO, Ved Vyas (Shrimad Bhagavad Gita & Mahabharata), Goswami Tulsidasji (Ramayana)…
Friends! If I disregard all literary classifications, I believe Oscar Wilde is the finest writer I have ever encountered…
Please mention specific books as well so one may refer to them…
For understanding who I am, how I am, and why I am… Osho is unparalleled!
For short stories, Anton Chekhov reigns supreme!
For poetry, it becomes exceedingly difficult to name just one…
Actually, I cherish all writers of the world… those I have read and those I haven’t… But they all possess at least one thing—thoughts… It doesn’t matter what one has written… what matters is that at least one has written…
Imtiazul Kabir, Victor Hugo… and Edgar Rice Burroughs
For philosophical writings, I believe Bertrand Russell stands supreme… For existential philosophy, my most cherished writer is Jean-Paul Sartre… a writer difficult to begin, more difficult to abandon once begun…
Victor Hugo, I believe, is a distinguished chronicler of life and life’s experiences, yet somewhat fictional in temperament…
So… poetry and literature flourish in different languages… all languages possess their own finest poets… according to me, poetry is a form of philosophy…
As a philosopher, Jean-Paul Sartre is unmatched…
But the sovereign remains Alexandre Dumas.
… I believe poetry is the purest form of philosophy, infused with thoughts that even philosophy cannot articulate!
Every great writer achieves greatness in certain perspectives and through the values we bestow upon them… It is such an arduous task to universalize!
I often yearn for my studious youth when I was simply mad about reading whatever I could find… Now, I am a somewhat refined and prejudiced reader, bereft of that innocent acceptance, I confess!
Whenever I feel like transforming my inner being, I often seek sanctuary in Pablo Neruda…
Humayun Ahmed, Bangladesh’s most celebrated writer among its most immature readers, has at least some works worthy of mention to his credit, and among them, his debut novel ‘Nondito Naroke’ truly merits reading. I believe ‘Jochna O Jononir Golpo’, ‘Eisob Dinratri’, ‘Shankhonil Karagar’ etc. are also other notable novels penned by him…
…. নোবেল পুরস্কার জেতা কখনোই একজন লেখকের প্রকৃত মাপকাঠি হতে পারে না… নজরুল একজন বহুপ্রজ লেখক, কিন্তু তাঁর মধ্যে কিছুটা বহুমুখিতার অভাব ছিল… রবীন্দ্রনাথ অধিক বহুমুখী ছিলেন, তবু সাহিত্যে রক্ষণশীলতাকে অনুসরণ করে কিছুটা আত্মহননের পথ বেছে নিয়েছিলেন, এবং তাই আজকের পৃথিবী তাঁর প্রাপ্য সম্মানের চেয়ে কম প্রশংসা করে… নজরুল উত্তর-আধুনিকতার ধারায় তেমন ভূমিকা রাখেননি, যা আজকের বিশ্বসাহিত্যে অত্যন্ত গুরুত্বপূর্ণ। শুধু পড়ুন ওলে শয়িঙ্কা, নাইজেরিয়ার একজন নাট্যকার যিনি সাহিত্যে নোবেল পুরস্কার পেয়েছেন। আপনি অবাক হয়ে লক্ষ্য করবেন জাতিগত সভ্যতার ওপর আধুনিক সভ্যতার অনুপ্রবেশ প্রতিরোধে তাঁর ভূমিকাপালনের সুর…
৯৫% সংখ্যাটি নিয়ে আমার সন্দেহ আছে। কিন্তু তিনি একজন ভালো লেখক। ভালো লেখক হওয়া আর কিংবদন্তি হওয়ার মধ্যে পার্থক্য আছে।
আর আমার ব্যক্তিগত মত হলো, হুমায়ূন আহমেদ, তসলিমা নাসরিন, সৈয়দ শামসুল হক এবং এ ধরনের লেখকরা কখনোই বিশ্বের কাছে আমাদের জাতিগত সাহিত্যের প্রতিনিধিত্ব করতে পারেন না। আর যদি আমরা তাঁদের দিয়ে তা করাই, তাহলে পৃথিবী নিশ্চয়ই ধারণা করবে যে আমাদের স্থানীয় সাহিত্য এখনো অপরিপক্ব অবস্থায় আছে… ব্যক্তিগত আনন্দের জন্য, যদিও কিছুটা ইন্দ্রিয়পরায়ণ, তাঁদের পড়া যেতে পারে…
হুম্ম এসপি তোমার প্রেমের উক্তিগুলো মিস করছি! এনিড ব্লাইটন কারণ তিনিই প্রথম যাঁকে আমি পড়েছিলাম এবং তারপর আরো অনেকে প্রধানত খলিল জিবরান, আইন র্যান্ড এবং ওশো সব রোমান্স পড়ার মাঝখানে আমি সবার সেরাটুকু গ্রহণ করেছি!!
আমি একমত যে নোবেল জেতা একজন ভালো লেখককে বিচারের মাপকাঠি নয়, এবং বহুমুখী শব্দটি কখনো কখনো উৎকর্ষতা বর্ণনার জন্য অস্পষ্ট। বাংলায় রবীন্দ্রনাথের মতো অসাম্প্রদায়িক লেখক আমি খুব বেশি পাইনি। আর সেদিক থেকে নজরুল সব সীমানা অতিক্রম করেছেন। একই সাথে আত্মগর্ব একজন লেখকের জন্য আত্মধ্বংসের মতো, এবং রবীন্দ্রনাথ তাঁর লেখার জন্য অসাধারণভাবে গর্বিত ছিলেন।
জে দ্য স্যালিঞ্জারের ‘আ পারফেক্ট ডে ফর ব্যানানা ফিশ’… দয়া করে দয়া করে পড়ো। অভিজ্ঞতাটি সার্থক!!!বন্ধুরা!!
… রবীন্দ্রনাথের কোন রচনায় তিনি সাম্প্রদায়িক সুর দিয়েছেন সে সম্পর্কে বলতে আপনার আপত্তি আছে? নজরুল নিঃসন্দেহে পৃথিবীর সবচেয়ে অসাম্প্রদায়িক লেখক। কিন্তু তিনি রবীন্দ্রনাথের কাছ থেকে অনেক কিছু ঋণ নিয়েছেন যা পরে তিনি নিজেই স্বীকার করেছেন। রবীন্দ্রনাথ ও নজরুলের কথোপকথন নিয়ে কিছু লেখা দেখতে পারেন… আর সেরা বিক্রিত লেখক হওয়া নিয়ে আপনার কথা সম্পর্কে.. বাংলাদেশের মতো একটি দেশে, যেখানে অধিকাংশ মানুষ আলোকিত নন, বইয়ের মোট সংখ্যা দিয়ে কখনোই একজন লেখকের বিচার করা যায় না। শুধু উপরোক্ত তিনজন লেখকের পাগলাটে পাঠকদের দিকে তাকান। আমি মনে করি, তাঁদের এমন একটি পাঠকশ্রেণী আছে যারা মাথা খাটাতে পছন্দ করেন না এবং শুধু কোনোরকম হজমযোগ্য হালকা কিছু নিয়ে খুশি থাকতে চান!
…. 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.)
Ohso.
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.
… যাক গে। এটা একটা আনন্দদায়ক
সমস্যা—এই জন্য নয় যে তুমি এর মধ্যে আছ, বরং এই জন্য যে তুমি এর বাইরে থাকতে
চাও না। আমি বরং চিরকালীন সমস্যায় থাকব, ক্ষণস্থায়ী আনন্দে নয়—যে আনন্দ
আমাকে সেই সমস্যা ভুলিয়ে দেয় যার জন্য আমি হয়তো অনুতপ্ত হব…
…. বাহ! ফরাসি সাহিত্য! আমার এর প্রতি
প্রবল আকর্ষণ। আমি বাংলায় অনূদিত অনেক ফরাসি কবিতা পড়েছি। তারা
নান্দনিকতায় অসাধারণ প্রতিভাবান। বেশি সংগ্রহ করতে পারি না, এখানে
বাংলাদেশে সেগুলো পাওয়া যায় না….
কিটস তার ‘নাইটিঙ্গেলের প্রতি গীতিকাব্য’-তে
শীতল সুরার জন্য আকুল হয়েছেন ‘যাতে ফুলের স্বাদ আর পল্লীর সবুজ/নৃত্য আর
প্রভঁসালের গান আর রোদপোড়া আনন্দ।’ ওয়ার্ডসওয়ার্থ বর্ণনা করেছেন সেই মুহূর্তের
যখন তিনি প্রথমবার স্টেজকোচে করে লন্ডনের দোরগোড়া পার হয়েছিলেন আর ‘বাড়ি,
ফুটপাথ, রাস্তার তুচ্ছ রূপগুলো’ হঠাৎ গভীর শক্তি আর তাৎপর্য প্রকাশ করল ‘এটা
ছিল এক মুহূর্তের বিরতি/আমার মধ্যে যা কিছু ঘটল তা এলো আর গেল/মুহূর্তের মতোই,
তবু সময়ের সাথে তা বসবাস করে/আর কৃতজ্ঞ স্মৃতিতে, দৈবিক বস্তুর মতো।’ টিন্টার্ন
অ্যাবে ‘একসময় ছিল যখন তৃণভূমি, উপবন আর স্রোত, পৃথিবী আর প্রতিটি
সাধারণ দৃশ্য আমার কাছে মনে হত স্বর্গীয় আলোয় সজ্জিত।’
স্পেনসারের আমোরেত্তি থেকে ‘মানুষেরা
তোমাকে সুন্দর বলে আর তুমি তা বিশ্বাস কর/কিন্তু একমাত্র তাই স্থায়ী আর
মুক্ত/ক্ষয়িষ্ণু দূষণ থেকে যা মাংসকে অনুসরণ করে/সেটাই প্রকৃত সৌন্দর্য যা
তোমাকে প্রমাণ করে/যে তুমি দৈবিক আর জন্ম নিয়েছ স্বর্গীয় বীজ থেকে/উৎপন্ন হয়েছ
সেই মহান আত্মা থেকে যার কাছ থেকে সমস্ত সত্য/আর নিখুঁত সৌন্দর্য প্রথম
এসেছে।’
… আমি মনে করি আমরা কখনও সত্যিকারের
পড়তে পারি না যতক্ষণ না আমরা আমাদের আত্মা দিয়ে পড়ি, আর তাই আমাদের অন্তরের
প্রেরণায় অনুপ্রাণিত হতে হবে, অর্থাৎ আমাদের হৃদয় যার জন্য আকুল। এই আবেগ
গড়ে তোলার জন্য আমি প্রয়োজনীয় সবকিছুই প্রায় পড়ি। :)…
এখানে বাংলাদেশে আমাদের মাত্র কয়েকটি বইয়ের দোকান আছে যেগুলো ক্লাসিক আর
আধুনিক সাহিত্য ও দর্শনের মাস্টারপিসের ব্যবসা করে। আর তার সাথে যোগ করো,
আমি যা চাই তার অনেক কিছুরই তাদের অভাব। কলকাতায় বইমেলা দেখতে গিয়ে একদম
উল্টো চিত্র পেয়েছিলাম। আমি ইংরেজি বা বাংলায় অনূদিত ফরাসি সাহিত্যের আগ্রহী
পাঠক, কিন্তু সত্যিই খুব কমই পাই। আমার একটা ব্যক্তিগত লাইব্রেরি আছে, আমার
একমাত্র সম্পদ, যেখানে প্রায় ৩৫০০ বই আছে বিভিন্ন রুচির, আর আমি প্রতিদিন
যা যা সুপারিশযোগ্য বই সংগ্রহ করতে পারি তা দিয়ে একে সমৃদ্ধ করার চেষ্টা
করি…
… 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… 🙂
Thought: Five Hundred Twenty-Five
……………………………………………………
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?
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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.
প্রিয় বন্ধুগণ! আমি সত্যিই নিজেকে অত্যন্ত ভাগ্যবান মনে করি যে আমার দেয়ালে আমার আত্মার সাথী এমন একদল মানুষ খুঁজে পেয়েছি যাঁরা কবিতার রসজ্ঞও বটে। আশা করি আপনারা সাহিত্যের রাজ্যে আমার এই ওডিসিতে সর্বদা আমার সঙ্গী থাকবেন। এবার দয়া করে আমার আরেকটি প্রিয় কবিতা উপভোগ করুন, রবার্ট হেরিকের ‘টু ইলেক্ট্রা’—একটি ছোট্ট মাস্টারপিস বলে মনে করি, এর ভেতরের সৌন্দর্য বিবেচনা করে… 🙂
আমি একটি চুম্বন চাইতে সাহস করি না,
একটি হাসি ভিক্ষা করতে সাহস করি না,
পাছে তা বা এ পেয়ে,
আমি কিছুকালের জন্য অহংকারী হয়ে উঠি।
না, না, আমার বাসনার চরম ভাগ
আমার কাছে হবে
কেবল সেই বাতাসে চুম্বন করা
যা সদ্য তোমায় চুম্বন করেছে।
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কীভাবে আমি তোমায় ভালোবাসি? আমাকে উপায়গুলি গুনতে দাও।
আমি তোমায় ভালোবাসি গভীরতা ও প্রস্থ আর উচ্চতায়
আমার আত্মা যতদূর পৌঁছাতে পারে, যখন দৃষ্টির আড়ালে অনুভব করে
অস্তিত্বের প্রান্ত আদর্শ অনুগ্রহের জন্য।
আমি তোমায় ভালোবাসি প্রতিদিনের
নিস্তব্ধতম প্রয়োজনের স্তরে, সূর্যালোক ও মোমবাতির আলোয়।
আমি তোমায় ভালোবাসি নির্দ্বিধায়, যেমন মানুষ ন্যায়ের জন্য সংগ্রাম করে;
আমি তোমায় ভালোবাসি নিষ্কলুষভাবে, যেমন তারা প্রশংসা থেকে মুখ ফেরায়।
আমি তোমায় ভালোবাসি সেই আবেগ দিয়ে যা কাজে লাগানো হয়েছে
আমার পুরানো দুঃখে, আর আমার শৈশবের বিশ্বাস দিয়ে।
আমি তোমায় ভালোবাসি এক ভালোবাসায় যা হারিয়ে ফেলেছি বলে মনে হয়েছিল
আমার হারানো সাধুদের সাথে, আমি তোমায় ভালোবাসি নিঃশ্বাস দিয়ে,
হাসি, অশ্রু, আমার সমস্ত জীবনের! আর, ঈশ্বর যদি চান,
মৃত্যুর পরে আমি তোমায় আরো ভালো ভালোবাসব।
ওহহহহহ এত সুন্দর! আমি আপনার দেয়াল আর আপনি ও আপনার বন্ধুদের দ্বারা প্রকাশিত সৌন্দর্য ভালোবাসি.. এখন থেকে এখানে অনেকক্ষণ কাটাব….
…. সৌন্দর্য দ্রষ্টার চোখেই নিহিত। কোনো বস্তুর মূল্য ততটুকুই যতটা আমরা তাকে দিই। তাই মনে হয়, কৃতিত্বটা তোমার আর আমার বন্ধুদের—তোমরাই সেই বীর যারা আমার চিন্তার ভিতর দিয়ে আলো দেখতে পাও। অন্ধকার ততটুকুই অন্ধকার যতটা আমরা তাকে আলোর বিপরীতে কল্পনা করি। এটা একটা অনুভূতি, একটা চিন্তা, কখনোই কোনো পরম ধারণা নয় যেভাবে আমরা বুঝিয়ে দেওয়ার চেষ্টা করি। আমার বন্ধুরা আমাকে পথ খুঁজতে উস্কানি না দিলে আমি কখনো আমার জীবনের দিকে তাকানোর সাহস পেতাম না। আমি তখনই অস্তিত্বশীল যখন আমার চারপাশের জগৎ আমার অস্তিত্বকে নিজের চেয়েও বেশি প্রাপ্য মনে করে
হে তুমি যার কাছে আমি প্রায়ই নিঃশব্দে চলে আসি তোমার অবস্থানে… যাতে তোমার সঙ্গে থাকতে পারি,
যখন তোমার পাশে হেঁটে চলি কিংবা কাছে বসি, বা থাকি… একই ঘরে তোমার সাথে,
তুমি খুব কমই জানো সেই সূক্ষ্ম বৈদ্যুতিক আগুনের কথা যা তোমার জন্যেই… আমার ভেতরে খেলে চলেছে।
সুশান্ত পাল কারণ আমি মৃত্যুর জন্য থামতে পারিনি—
সে দয়া করে আমার জন্য থেমেছে—
গাড়িতে ছিল কেবল আমাদের—
আর অমরত্ব।
……………
……………
তারপর থেকে—কেটেছে শতাব্দীর পর শতাব্দী—তবুও
মনে হয় সেদিনের চেয়েও কম
যেদিন আমি প্রথম অনুমান করেছিলাম ঘোড়াগুলোর মাথা
ছিল অনন্তের দিকে।
…তোমার সমস্ত সংবেদনশীলতা নিয়ে ভালোবাসি। এলিজাবেথ ব্রাউনিংয়ের কবিতাটি এখনো পর্যন্ত লেখা সবচেয়ে গভীর প্রেমের কবিতাগুলোর মধ্যে একটি।
….. তুমি গত কয়েকদিন ধরে আমাকে অনুরোধ করে আসছ প্রেমের উদ্ধৃতি আর সে বিষয়ে আমার মতামত নিয়ে একটা ঝড় তুলতে। সত্যি বলতে, আমি অধীর আগ্রহে অপেক্ষা করে ছিলাম তোমার এই পাতায় উপস্থিতির জন্য, কারণ তুমি সত্যিই এটা প্রাপ্য। আজকাল আমি প্রায়ই হারিয়ে যাই ‘দ্য নর্টন অ্যানথোলজি অফ পোয়েট্রি’তে আর সেই বই থেকে কয়েকটি পংক্তি ভাগাভাগি না করে পারি না… এখন, তোমার আর অন্যান্য বন্ধুদের জন্য এডমন্ড স্পেন্সারের আরো কিছু পংক্তি..
একদিন আমি তার নাম লিখেছিলাম সমুদ্রসৈকতে,
কিন্তু এল ঢেউ, আর ধুয়ে দিল তা।
আবার লিখলাম তা দ্বিতীয় হাতে,
কিন্তু এল জোয়ার, আর আমার যন্ত্রণাকে করল তার শিকার।
‘বৃথা মানুষ,’ বলল সে, ‘তুমি যে বৃথাই চেষ্টা কর
একটি নশ্বর বস্তুকে এভাবে অমর করতে;
কারণ আমি নিজেও এর মতোই ক্ষয়ে যাব,
আর আমার নামও একইভাবে মুছে যাবে।’
‘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