From my sister's diary 5

* Sometimes we fall down by the wayside and can't keep pace with the flow of time. But the others still move forward keeping no trace for us to follow. It's not because we are weak, neither the bumpiness of road. But because We, sometimes can't understand how long our next step should be. To move forward always requires one step only, nevertheless we think two steps would be faster..

* A man, having spent the whole of his life amidst splendor never thinks to be fallen prey to decay in death bed! But the 'reverse' is truth! Truth never depends on anybody's thinking. Truth gets exposed in its own way..

Life, a strange play is!

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They name it life.

Meseems, I've boarded on a train,

and launched into eternity through the alley of green;

running and running, yet the destination is uncertain...

at an unknown station, running towards ...

Duplicity

'The oppressed' shouldn't be considered by name or religion rather they should be known as oppressed only. They, being a particular part of society have the right to get proper treatment, care and facilities irrespective of caste or religion that are provided in a society and enjoyed by mass people. They also have right to lead life like other citizens..

But the irony lies here when we shout out one issue regarding oppressed people and remain deaf and dumb on another just dividing 'the oppressed' on the basis of religion or geographical border and overlook the pangs, agonies they go through, we remain no less guilty than the oppressor just by being silent..

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Yes, the situation may be reverse, there mayn't be scope in our hand to aid them but we at least can create awareness among the common people by publicizing the truth regarding real pictures of 'the oppressed', the distress they are going through.

But if we keep a partial view to stand in support of the oppressed by drawing a borderline of religion, then the word 'humanity ' which has become a buzzword these days loses it's meaning terribly and appeal as well. At the same time, the sense of humanity of us- the civil citizens comes into question!!

~ Nusrat

 25.11.16

From my sister's diary 4

* Our demands are increasing rapidly. The more we get the more we want. Actually, the more day passes the faster we are getting materialistic. Once our demand gets fulfilled, we run after another. If one demand is fulfilled, three more come in front of us. In fact it's the very self of us that can't get satisfaction within it's territory. Fulfilling one after another we meet death with no savings for hereafter!

* Imagination leads us to a world of fantasy. There we can be happy but we can't get perennial happiness. After the exploration we are bound to land on the grim realistic world. Imagination is volatile that evaporates after a few lapse of moments but reality is as concrete as a wall.

* It's within our knowledge that we are going to do. But the things happen with us remain beyond our knowledge! sometimes beyond the imagination!! We expect something but it turns into ashes. That's mystery which we try to unfold, to pierce with our whole effort. Sometimes we succeed but sometimes the mystery gets intensified--- more and more and more...

And, Human minds expect always despite knowing that expectation may never see the morning. And here lies the mystery!

From my Sister's diary 3

* Day is not hour by hour; rather it's pain by pain. The more pain prolongs, the longer day stretches. These two are interwoven and at some point, at the end of the day man finds his life muddled in a maze. The more he tries to extricate himself from the maze, the faster he gets tangled in it. 

He never gets to know that his whole life has been spent in solving the puzzle…

* And yet the wings sometimes break terribly, and hope shatters too.Yet sometimes you need no one, no reason to be the impediment to stop you from dreaming, hoping! Sometimes it's the very self of your which put a bridle and force you get bored by hoping and hoping and hoping...

There nothingness holds the dominion..

* The part of life we live is very small. The part of life we remain viable is even smaller. Rest are time we only pursue being dead!! Dead as stone… After duration of time the corporeal frame falls prey to death...

A mere dot of this vast cosmos, waiting at the verge of life...

At Potenga Sea Beach