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giving a practical view on myself... m a human being with usual dreams of shining in life, getting married to my "dream girl" and live happily ever after ..... and for a true identity I’m a person who is always in a conflict with this materialistic world..... in time of sorrows my ailment is songs of Rabindranath... the rest of the time i spend with my books , music and o’course my camera ... when i cry in pain. drops of tears roll down my face...and i maintain a dead silence.....and when i laugh, I maintain an applauding sound.... unlike sukanto i never saw the moon as a baked bread.....but it seems to be very lonely out there....and i find a fellow mate to whom I can say “so how was ur night” people tells me I’m an introvert..... i tell myself i feel it useless to share my thoughts with this practical world.... i write sentences. virtually of no meanings.. i like to hangout with my friends. the regular addas,, parties with cakes and ales are also what i cherish a lot in my life. but when i return home., completing that day’s journey through the road named life.. I return to my own world.. Whom I name it as the “world of desertion”

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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

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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

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