prophecy

There shall be no evil
so there'll be no world .
the sea returns all ,all but blasphemies
peoples are bathing in the blue rain of
guilt, dances with its vile coldness.
Who are you today ?
the one who said " love .."
the one who said "mother"
or the one who kissed misery and
embraced "the accuser" ..
the arms that have gone cold
the eyes that are closed with fear
should have closed before .
before ..
the ugly infant said " let me get poisoned"
the tears that burned for your laughs
so fearful with their stings..
remember you said
" this's my world " ..
and now there will be no evil
cause there will be no world ..

- by wreetojyoti

One evening

Life goes on... and so do we!
In our monotonous days and nights and in this mundane world.
People weave dreams.
Those dreams wither away.
Some are murdered.
And woven again. Dreams are woven everyday.
Lazy Kolkata doesn't know how to change.
We have never taught her how to.
and now she is all alone.
And so are we.
Every burnt cigarette piece has lots of fading feelings behind it.
Yet they don't speak.
We have failed to keep them alive within us... 
the one who loved and the one who cared.
And now we wander aimlessly everyday, searching for them.
One evening brings us close
One evening throws a few pictures from the book of memory... 
memory fossil-ed for eons.
One evening brings us the days and the nights
And thus, life goes on... and so do we.

- by wreetojyoti

And that's how all started

From Ray-surrection

"OK OK .. take it easy I'm here , I'm here" . whew! these people ! doesn't know how delicate you should deal with a new born baby . Man ! wash me with care . Is that a towel or a paint brush you are using ! come on ! . Really its a hard job to take birth I tell you. The way "these people in white" behaves(which I later came to know and see as doctors) with you is really annoying and embarrassing.
"Now Where you are taking me ? hello! May I see my mom ? hey hey !! what's the plan ? You bloody inhuman species turning me upside down. leave my limbs at once or I shall make you deaf screaming. Now I'm not in a mood to shout .. keep me down you idiots !" .. "o ..o k.. you asked for it .. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!"
"Hey whats so funny about that ?" Now was that a confirmation that I'm alive . You people are real shrewd ! . Now what are you looking at ? gush you perverted creatures I'm a boy ! now stop staring at that . zee!! my god ! so embarrassing you people are.
Do ..Don ..Don't touch my resource channel.You don't dare do that ! No nO!! Oh no,, now see what you did.. Man I'll be dead ! how can I fill my tummy now ! Hello God this is charlie some people are sabotaging me ! help ! send backup over and out !.
Wait Wait that's must be my mom. what you did with her you Hannibal ! keep me down ..
That's better ! wow! now that's what you call "mother" ! nothing as safer nothing as dearer as her warm embrace ! . Mom should know that I'm here now . Ok here it goes again "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...."
"Some peculiar sounds you people can create with that filthy mouth and tongue of yours" how can they possibly do that ?! but that made my mom so happy! just look at her beautiful face ! they must be telling her about me and congratulating her ! ahmm ahhmm!! .. well its ok.. "i think you all are not that bad after all ! but how can I possibly quench my hunger!"
Hi mom ! its so nice to see you !! are you happy ? yes you are ! I can see that in your smile! .. aww !! gimme a hug ! yeah nothing as beautiful in this world! well I'm starved mom,but you know, these people without an iota of common sense just took out that food channel from my body!, now I'll die aaaaaaaaaa... ooo... ppp.. glup glup !! ... I just invented another way of feeding myself !!! yes !!! . Now you all .. just leave . I'm busy ! .
"what's that chaos ? what's all that growling about ? these guys wont let me sleep either ! hell !!" . " HOLY SHIT ! It almost took out my life to fight those white guys now what do we have here ! its a whole battalion, and now they are not even maintaining any dress codes , must be planning for a camouflage."
" Mom who the hell are they ?" But you know, I think they wont cause any harm as they are behaving so nicely with my mom ! are they the visitors who have just arrived to see the great one ? o well here's me ! now slowly ! yes hi! hello! ya thanks ! stop jumping over me ! ok .. thank you! Hey! who's that man sitting so close to my mom ? .. father !!!!!!!! ...Let me see my papa ! move you obese head .. I was so eager to see you. what took you so long ! ..
The people are so nice ! .. they are looking at me as if I'm something like the most precious and unique thing in this world ! , with so honor and delicacy . they are really pleasing ! love you guys ! .. everyone is typically using a phrase "oma !! ki sun...." followed by a long pull "cheeeeeee" .Whatever ! heard it almost quite a number of times by now ! must be praising me ! I'm getting bored ! .. stop touching me ! maintain some hygienic environment at least .
UHOo!! guys !! Its getting suffocating now ! cant breath, so much bad air ! .. "aaaa ..." that will do for now . see they are leaving ! .
Is this my home ? this ugly room with white curtains , white people , white place to sleep . So colorless ! . Every day the number of visitors are also decreasing ! I fear my popularity is in stake staying in this ugly place . Papa doesn't have any choice bout colors !
I was wrong ! at last we are leaving ! My God! all these people! so many ! I'm having goosebumps looking at them. ugh ! what's that thing ? Oh shit that creature swallowed a whole man ! I can see him within it .
Mom dont go near it Noooooo !!!
"Amazing is it some kind of a miniature room ? thanks God, mom is carrying me.(by the way mom ,dad and those white guys before, all these people are so tactically using their legs to place themselves in some erect posture and even they are migrating with the help of those two protrusions , How can they possibly do that?). Its moving too ! the room is moving! but I never saw any kind of legs this room possibly had! then how can it move !
wwwwooooowwwww !! world ! .
the room stopped . mom got out of it carrying me . She entered another place similar to where I was born but much more colorful and beautiful than the former!
Is this for me ? my personal cot ? thanks ! Look at those beautiful things right over my cot. Some jingles are coming out of them . How will they possibly taste ? I wander !
I'm tired lemme sleep!
ah ! that's more like it ! home sweet home !
and that's the way the journey of wreetojyoti started .

- by wreetojyoti

Realization ..

The continuous sound of the temple bell of dakshineswar came into my ears while I was enjoying the beautiful serenity of the river Ganga. the dark images of the boats afar seemed like some peaceful creatures who didn't like to enter this world of chaos. the little boys serially diving for the coins thrown by the pilgrims shattered the waters. This annoyed the other pilgrims who were busy washing their sins bathing.
It was almost the last phase of anjali but my friends with whom I came were still standing in the Que.I'm not an atheist,but I don't like to offer God with flowers and all the elements that my friends are carrying in their hand to show our gratitude and respect towards the almighty. I've seen people saluting whenever a temple comes to their sights. I honor their devotion but I feel this 'll increase our sins whenever selfishness and narrow mindedness will engulf us soon after.
Sometimes I feel quite lonely about these matters that makes me so different from the others.
The way I think,I see this world never matched with my friends and relatives,not even my parents . I feel like a gladiator when I look at a temple . God, the emperor sitting over there. our miseries , hard times, illness , and all the other negative phases that comes to our life seems like our opponents that God sends and enjoys the war. I'm a poor warrior.
Since my birth I'm an introvert fellow but all my happiest moments, I remember, are when I was among throngs of people. My dearest companion and my worst enemy is my emotion. Sometimes even my parents suggests me of going through some counseling courses by some experienced psychiatrists. Well they don't really exaggerate the situations cause I know the terrible depression which I undergo for some little misfortunes and careless breakage of promises by my dear one's . Its not the promises I'm worried about but the negligence that resulted to them. Yes! that's what I hate . 'If I'm someone so close to you(as you portray by your behavior) then this negligence proves your hypocrisy' . And I fear once this trust is broken it'll carry you so far from me forever..
"Ahmm Ahmm" Anyways "emotions" apart. .
I usually enjoy this type of solitude . I was so lonely out there at the river side.Loneliness to my knowledge is not the absence of anyone else but the absence of communication, when I like to offer my thoughts my expressions of expressing my feelings, there are none to receive or to understand,its loneliness.. so basically I'm always lonely. My exam results didn't prove to be worth admiring and I was a little pensive too because of the same .Nothing were happening correctly. Everything appeared to turn their faces against me.Family problems, my brother's illness, my breaking up with my unfaithful girlfriend(s) . All came so quickly and hastily that I barely got any chance to even sigh at them. Why these happens with me ? why I'm so emotionally hyper ? why my sentiments are so delicate that the pain I receive from them takes so many people away from me. why people likes to exhibit wrong and fake impressions about themselves?
"babu 1ta taka daona khide peyeche"(sir,will you give me a rupee?I'm very hungry) a weak voice broke my tranquility. I looked at my sides but no one was there . A tickle in my knees showed that little boy pulling my trousers as gently as he can not to offend me for his own good. He was one of the beggars' son currently practicing under his parent's supervision and force. I took out a 10 rs paper. Begging is another thing what I hate the most. Why a human being should beg for something ?by doing so he's miserably humiliating his/her own soul. Everyone is equal with equal respect and rights.Earn your money. Karl Marx's idea.one of my ideals. " I don't like this begging, do some work and I'll pay you with 10 rs.earn your living". his eyes shined with my words. "what do you want me to do sir ?" he asked with great interest . "see those green fruits out there bring one of them to me" I said pointing toward one of the trees with long spread branches with some apple shaped green fruits . "but sir they are not edible but poisonous ones" - "why, how do you know? have you tasted them?"
the boy looked at me with pitiful eyes and said "no I haven't but everyone says so and one of my friends once had a little piece of them and the outcome was terrible with continuous loose motions for 2days". - "ok but that's your work for which I'll pay you, so hurry". The boy went and I saw him climb up the tree amazingly fast and in no time the green shiny fruit was in front of me. I took that fruit from his hand and kept my promise. The boy, dancing, went far showing his earning to his fellow partners. I got my answers.
While I dream of luxuries that little boy thinks of survival . While I lament on my unsuccessful ambition , boy cries for some money . He has an ambition of getting out of this life. While I feel sad for my departed near one's,my girlfriend(s), he fears his father's deteriorating health and his mother's hard work may lead him to some dark uncertainty. Its true that I love my near and dear one's more than myself,its true that all my emotions feelings are mostly about them.. a person can stand up against all his barriers if his or her precious people stays by their side. I consider my loved one's as my life supports. I trust them blindly and love them selflessly but what about those who never thought twice before betraying me, what about those who u slaughtered my trusts , my commitments , my feelings days after days. Were they really my near one's ? were they really cared about me as I did for them ?Did they ever thought about All the faiths , all the intimate moments I preserved within my heart before they so selfishly murdered them all? No they didn't. A faint care never rose in their heart before they,so mercilessly threw my faith outside their fortress of selfishness and hypocrisy. So why should I feel sorry about their absence ? .My disappointment for not having the 30MP camera I wished my father should have gifted me rather than that 12MP one, seemed so worthless to his excitement with that ten rupees note.
May be they are the real Gladiators of life. And God,my argument with him shall always go on. "bari cholo nastik kothakar"(lets go home you atheist) one of my friend called.. They were looking so weird yet so beautiful with those red "tilaks" over their forehead. The boys were looking like some heroes of bengali movies and the girls were like a group of newly wed wives.. together they seemed like some cute young couples.
Mom was busy making the biriyani to recover me from my grievance which was caused because she forgot to keep her promise of making the same the other day. I hugged her and apologized for my harsh behavior since then.
The next day mom spent uttering the bad effects of rich continental items and cursing biriyani while I spent my time sitting on the white "throne" . May be the boy was right about that green fruit.
- by wreetojyoti

Chaya ghonaiche bone bone ..

My room turned gloomy. A grayish tinge stretched across the wall. The window curtain moved like some deers who just had a glimpse of a tiger skin. A storm was coming..
This is the time when all my fantasies run throughout my mind and takes me to the past and the future as well.
This is the time which medicates my mind to some relaxation that takes me to some mystic enchantment. I was falling asleep .. and the the song , my favorite of all slowly covered me as a warm blanket and it's soothing words carried me within her.

-by Wreetojyoti

Ovid's Metamorphoses

From Ray-surrection

In the tale told by Ovid, thought to have been based on Parthenius' version but altered in order to broaden its appeal,[4] Echo, a nymph, falls in love with a vain youth named Narcissus, who was the son of the blue Nymph Liriope of Thespia. The river god Cephisus had once encircled Leirope with the windings of his streams, and thus trapping her, had seduced the nymph, who gave birth to an exceptionally beautiful boy. Concerned about the welfare of such a beautiful child, Lirope consulted the prophet Teiresias regarding her son's future. Teiresias told the nymph that Narcissus would live to a ripe old age, "if he didn't come to know himself."

When he had reached "his sixteenth year," (fifteen years of age, by modern reckoning) every youth and girl in the town was in love with him, but he haughtily spurned them all.

One day when Narcissus was out hunting stags, Echo stealthily followed the handsome youth through the woods, longing to address him but unable to speak first. When Narcissus finally heard footsteps and shouted "Who's there?", Echo answered "Who's there?" And so it went, until finally Echo showed herself and rushed to embrace the lovely youth. He pulled away from the nymph and vainly told her to leave him alone. Narcissus left Echo heartbroken and she spent the rest of her life in lonely glens, pining away for the love she never knew, until only her voice remained.

Nemesis heard this prayer and sent Narcissus his punishment. He came across a deep pool in a forest, from which he took a drink. As he did, he saw his reflection for the first time in his life and fell in love with the beautiful boy he was looking at, not realizing it was himself. Eventually, after pining away for a while, he realized that the image he saw in the pool was a reflection of himself. Realizing that he could not act upon this love, he tore at his dress and beat at his body, his life force draining out of him. As he died, the bodyless Echo came upon him and felt sorrow and pity. His soul was sent to "the darkest hell" and the narcissus flower grew where he died. It is said that Narcissus still keeps gazing on his image in the waters of the river

Garden of Eden .. God's autocracy

"Expulsion from Paradise", marble bas-relief by Lorenzo Maitani on the Orvieto Cathedral, Italy

In the Garden of Eden story of the Biblical book of Genesis (Gen1:26) “And God said: Let us make Man in our image”. (Gen 1:028) “And God blessed them…” inferring that populations of men and women were now in abundance and living the good life. However, (Gen 2:005) “… there was not a man to till the ground” implying a lack of manual labour, thus: (Gen 2:4-3:26), God molds Adam from the dust of the Earth, then forms Eve from one of Adam's "ribs", and places them both in the garden, eastward in Eden. "Male and female he created them; and blessed them, and called their name Adam, ... " (Genesis 5:2) It may be allegorical, in as much as "Adam" may be a general term, like "Man" and refers to the whole of humankind. However others argue that this is a reference to Lilith.

God charges Adam to tend the garden in which they live, and specifically commands Adam not to eat from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. Eve is quizzed by the serpent concerning why she avoids eating off this tree. In the dialogue between the two, Eve elaborates on the commandment not to eat of its fruit. She says that even if she touches the fruit she will die. The serpent responds that she will not die, rather she and her husband would "be as gods, knowing good and evil," and persuades Eve to eat from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. Then Adam eats from it too. It's at this point that the two become aware, "to know good and evil," evidenced by an awareness of their nakedness. God then finds them, confronts them, and judges them for disobeying.

It is at this point that 'God expels them from Eden', to keep Adam and Eve from also partaking of the Tree of Life. The story says that God placed cherubim with an omnidirectional "flaming sword" to guard against any future entrance into the garden.

Emperor

From Ray-surrection

The other day i jumped over in the midst of the night
just to see on my hand two mosquitoes having a great fight
i took my hands closer to have a better view
one of them shouted "how dare u broke my specs
they were so brand new!!
the other one replied back stepping a little forward
"and how dare you enter my region as a thief dirty coward!
"we have no territories because our resources are mobile"
said the other gallantly looking at me a while.
So what ! you poor beggar you nasty young rascal
thought you can fool me but I'm wiser than Pascal
I wont leave you old hooligan, do whatever you want
but I'll drink till I'm full don't stop me cause you cant
c'mon fight c'mon fight see who's the king
and their swords clashed "tring tring tring".
enough is enough I burst out with rage
I'll catch both of you and lock you up in my cage
fear came over their face throwing their weapons aside
"we are sorry my lord forgive us so that we may hide.
run as far you can and don't dare to come back
cause everything has a limit and its mercy what I lack
they ran in the dark leaving a dead silence
all the world saluted me for stopping this violence
suddenly i felt a pain waking up with the morning light
With humiliation at its extreme my arm had a mosquito bite.

-by Wreetojyoti

ideal

A boy . A boy who is down to earth but quite egoistic . A boy so friendly but extremely emotional . Someone with a true heart but super sentimental . Someone who can always adjust himself with anything but never with lies.
What I like to mention here is just a smaller part of his life as the time period would suggests to you .. but its the main boundaries and landmarks where his idealism and views dwelled .

The boy believes in three ideals about how his love will be .
1> The girl whom he will love should be decent . The recent westernization of our culture , fashions, lifestyle , influenced a great deal of our life. Girls are seen in some dresses which can be regarded as a "revolution" of seductions. The way girls interact with boys can be as appealing as of the electromagnets with iron particles . The boy (being a boy himself) witnessed the ways the lustful eyes of every masculine body stared at the fleshy and skinny outfits of their opposite . He sees the desperation with which his own sexes runs behind the feminine human beings . The way they prey for just one chance of grabbing feminine attentions so that they can flirt their ways to bed.
Now the boy doesn't likes to see her girlfriend facing such consequences for her own choice of living . The boy can never bear to see the lustful eyes towards his love , the terrible intrusions with some hideous intentions which "they" name it as "flirt" and thinks it as the way towards "persuasion till sex" .
She should maintain her own tradition , her own decency and her commitment shall restrict her from being so "free" with the boys that will act as the barrier in front of this outer nakedness of lusts.
2>Its a known truth that a girl gets her maximum and valuable helps from a boy and not from another girl . But why ? because a girl is selfish , and she has no benefits to be achieved by helping another girl while a boy tries to help a girl as much as he can because somewhere in his mind an attraction works out since there can never be a relation between a boy and a girl so pure. An hidden passion takes over. May be the girl thinks and considers that boy as merely a good friend with no such sensual intentions . And the boy is aware of that girl's commitment towards some other person , may be that boy is aware of the way that girl considers him to be as or he himself is tied with his own commitment with some other girl but as time passes by , closeness takes over. And so as a mystical connection which takes birth between the two. Thus the "boy" of my story doesn't want his girlfriend to maintain such a good friendship or friendly relationship with her surrounding male peers . Formality is what he wants her to carry while interactions and mode of communications, maintaining a safe professional or diplomatic distance.
3>The last but the most important of all is “trust” . Trust is the main key for any kind of relations . A relation of a brother and a sister . A relation of a family with a family man , but its never so disastrous as in the case of love . Once a trust is broken, one can never regain it back when he/she is in a love relation.
One must have the braveness to confess his/her faults , guilt , in front of his/her loved one or one day when the skeletons will come out of their cupboards , they will haunt the relation to death . Mistrust , doubt , insecurity are the plagues of love . They are the cancers which has no cures . And betrayal , Hypocrisy , lies , being unfaithful, are the causes .
My character in this article fears these ends.



- by wreetojyoti

epitaph on a tyrant

Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after,
And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;
He knew human folly like the back of his hand,
And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;
When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter,
And when he cried the little children died in the streets.

- by W.H Auden

A life

a life too scared ..
leaves behind the trails of endless misery
a life too terrified
about the halucinations of words..promises
a life too selfish
for what it deserves ..
without thinking who deserves that life.
a life so burned out
in vengeance for the treachery it witnessed ,,
a life too blind
to see its future that could have brought
another new life..it deserves .

- by Wreetojyoti

keu kotha rakheni

কেউ কথা রাখে নি, তেত্রিশ বছর কাটলো, কেউ কথা রাখে নি

ছেলেবেলায় এক বোষ্টুমী তার আগমনী গান হঠাৎ থামিয়ে বলেছিলো

শুক্লা দ্বাদশীর দিন অন্তরাটুকু শুনিয়ে যাবে

তারপর কতো চন্দ্রভূক অমাবস্যা চলে গেলো, 

কিন্তু সেই বোষ্টুমী আর এলোনা

পঁচিশ বছর প্রতীক্ষায় আছি।

মামাবাড়ির মাঝি নাদের আলী বলেছিলো, বড় হও দাদাঠাকুর

তোমাকে আমি তিনপ্রহরের বিল দেখাতে নিয়ে যাবো

সেখানে পদ্মফুলের মাথায় সাপ আর ভ্রমর 

খেলা করে!

নাদের আলী, আমি আর কতো বড় হবো? আমার মাথা এ ঘরের ছাদ 

ফুঁড়ে আকাশ স্পর্শ করলে তারপর তুমি আমায় 

তিনপ্রহরের বিল দেখাবে?

একটাও রয়্যাল গুলি কিনতে পারি নি কখনো

লাঠি-লজেন্স দেখিয়ে দেখিয়ে চুষেছে লস্করবাড়ির ছেলেরা

ভিখারীর মতন চৌধুরীদের গেটে দাঁড়িয়ে দেখেছি

ভিতরে রাস-উৎসব

অবিরল রঙের ধারার মধ্যে সুবর্ণ কঙ্কণ পরা ফর্সা রমণীরা

কত রকম আমোদে হেসেছে

আমার দিকে তারা ফিরেও চায় নি!

বাবা আমার কাঁধ ছুঁয়ে বলেছিলেন, দেখিস, একদিন, আমরাও…

বাবা এখন অন্ধ, আমাদের দেখা হয়নি কিছুই

সেই রয়্যাল গুলি, সেই লাঠি-লজেন্স, সেই রাস-উৎসব

আমায় কেউ ফিরিয়ে দেবেনা!

বুকের মধ্যে সুগন্ধি রুমাল রেখে বরুণা বলেছিলো,

যেদিন আমায় সত্যিকারের ভালোবাসবে

সেদিন আমার বুকেও এ-রকম আতরের গন্ধ হবে!

ভালোবাসার জন্য আমি হাতের মুঠেয়ে প্রাণ নিয়েছি

দুরন্ত ষাড়ের চোখে বেঁধেছি লালকাপড়

বিশ্বসংসার তন্ন তন্ন করে খুঁজে এনেছি ১০৮টা নীলপদ্ম

তবু কথা রাখে নি বরুণা, এখন তার বুকে শুধুই মাংসের গন্ধ

এখনো সে যে-কোনো নারী।

কেউ কথা রাখে নি, তেত্রিশ বছর কাটলো, কেউ কথা রাখে না!

-by Sunil Ganguly