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সংগম,সংগ্ৰাম,সংযম, শব্দবোৰ শুনিবলে একেই কিন্তু ইয়াৰ পৰিকল্পনা,পৰিসীমা, অৰ্থ ভিন্ন হয়। পাৰাপাৰ; ই এক বাস্তৱ ঘটনা নহয় যদিও ইয়াৰ আৰৰ ক্ৰিয়া বোৰ বৰ আপত্তি জনক। আশা কৰিলো আপোনালোকে এই ভেট টি শলাগি লব।
....মই, মই কোন তই চিনি পাইছনে? গুৰুম কৈ গুলি বুকু ভেদি গল। তেজৰে ধৰফৰাই থকা এটি নিস্পাপ দেহ মাটিৰ লগত মসৃন হবলৈ এটি মুহু্ৰ্ত নালাগিল। ২০০৯ চনৰ অক্টোবৰ মাহৰ ফেচবুকৰ সেই দিন তোলে মনত পৰি গল। সংগম আৰু সংগ্ৰামৰ আৰৰ চানেকি সাতুৰি যোৱা যাযাবৰ ভাস্য় বোৰে বৰকৈ আমনি কৰে অন্তৰিপক। অন্তৰিপ এজন সুথাম ডেকা। বাল্য় কালতে মাক-দেউতাকক হেৰুৱাই ঘাট মাউৰা হোৱা ডেকাতিৰ জীৱনতো যেন এক আধা লিখা দস্তাবেজ। ফেচবুকৰ চিনাকি মোৰ। 
...১২ জুনৰ সন্ধিয়াৰ ঠিক ৫ বাজি ৩০ মিনিট। হঠাত ফোনতো বাৰে বাৰে বাজিব লৈছে। ফোনতোৰ সিপুৰিৰ কথাখিনি বৰ দুখ লাগিচিল শুনি। কাল ভৈৰৱৰ অপাৰ মহিমা। ছোৱালি জনিৰ হাতত ধৰি সি সোমাই আহিল মোৰ কোঠালীতোত। তেজেৰে ৰাঙলি হাত লৈ সি কিবা ক'ব খুজিচে মোক কিন্তু কবলে যেন তাৰ জিভা নাই, যেন সি এটা মূকবধিৰ। পানী..., পানী...., অলপ পামনে দাদা? সম্ভব তাৰ সেই আধা ভঙা মাতেৰে সি মোক কৱ খুজিছিল হেল্প কৰক মোক। মোক বচাওক মোৰ অবাস্তৱ ভবিষ্যতৰ পৰা। ফিল্মি কাহানীৰ দৰে সিদিনা মোৰ জীৱন তোৱে এক ইউ-টাৰ্ন মাৰি তাত থমকি ৰল।

To be continued....(Part 2 coming soon)



B O R D E R (PARA-PAAR as in Assamese)

PART 1

Coition, Struggle, restraint, these three words feels very similar to sound in Assamese but the meaning of all the above three words varies with every particular word mentioned above. Border(PARA-PAAR) is fictitious, self made creation of mine but the various instances are very confusing and suspenseful. (I hope you guys will love it as this is my first attempt to write a story; so without wasting your time; which i already did begin the story. Sorry if you dont find it worth reading..)

...Do you know who am i? A sudden sound of bullet thudded against the wind. It cursed right through the  chest of the other person and he fell thumping on the ground like a big stone fell from the top of a hill. His warm body was desatting and turning cold with every loosing bit of blood. He was so furious that he didn't even thought twice to shoot the person standing in front of him. It was October 2009 when i got to know the person about whom I'm annotating right now. Ontorip ( an island like formation occurs in between the river) is an orphan. He lost his parents when he was just a child. His life is like a half written diary covered in dust. 
       12 June, it was 5:30 in the evening, phone on the other side was ringing continuously. A very disoriented thought provoked my intestine, my gut was telling that something was going to happen and it's bad, very bad. As expected, every single word rigorously wriggled through my oesophagus and it was really hard to digest that conversation. Within a flash a girl and a boy entered my little room. I looked back and Ontorip who was holding the hand of a girl with him and he was trying to convey his regards. Regards to express his sympathy for his own life, his cowardly decision and the upcoming outcome in the near future. His hands were bloody. They were covered in dry blood. Water.., can i get a glass of water please? He wanted to ask me but he was communicating with his eyes like if he was dumb and my life took an U-turn and it stopped right there like the time frozen forever.

To be continued...(Part 2 coming soon)


-KUMAR KRISHNA SARMA

A WAR IS COMING

A WAR IS COMING

Diplomats, an underdog, a curse or a boon? Religions, people, their views, their executions and the result is always forbidden. Not everything is free for everyone, not everything can be bought by money, even a hungry stomach needs a soul, someone's life to fulfil the hunger. A war is coming is based on various war events happening round the world. War, a three letter word which depicts the calamity and depression of a healthy person on his or her own species.
There are three stages of war. Firstly, politics. The kingmaker and their theories of pseudo contribution which we can't see with our bare eyes. Secondly, the mentality of our own keen. And Thirdly, the agenda. 
    Water, an important resource in this cosmos is depleting because of us. What we do? We can mock and tease each other on social media. Anybody have any idea how we'll survive till 2050. The main reason of war is water, all the other nuclear, astronomical, futuristic weapons are just illusions to hide the main motto of occupying the mass of water, atleast drinkable. 
     Floods are occuring everywhere now and then and it is not due to deforestation only, the smokes from the power plants, photochemical smogs and plastics are the reason behind all this natural catastrophes.
    Now nobody cares about it. You think scientists are working on these problems. Everytime science fails a new disease evolves and wipe out half a million population of a country without mercy. 
     A war not only can be fight with guns and  bullets but a war can also sometimes becomes a mind game. Diplomats play it, we suffer, a whole lot of people suffer. Perhaps it's too late for us to understand the underestimated circustances coming or upcoming to us. Save it till the next morning. Be wise, choose wiser.

- Kumar Krishna Sarma

*I INTENTIONALLY DID IT*

*I INTENTIONALLY DID IT* 

"सारे जहाँ से अच्छा हिन्दोस्तां हमारा 

हम बुलबुलें हैं इसकी ये गुलिस्तां हमारा" ... 

And so on. It goes on. Happy Independence day to all the Indian Jawans (who always fight for us), to all the officials and to the people of this wondrous Nation. Remember those days when DD National was the only channel available on our TV and there was nothing to see or listen to, yet we check the channel twice and some war related movies broadcasted in every independence day. But those were the days. Less show-offs, less trauma, less, less, less demands because things are not that much available in our market. Now coming to all the people of our nation, everybody has a bike or two bikes and then car and somebody might have a jet, who knows? Drive fast or slow that is up to you but please DON'T DISPOSE NATIONAL FLAGS ON STREET AFTER 15 AUGUST. It is our national flag. If you don't respect it, then don't buy it but don't dispose it in sewage, dustbin, streets or wherever you occasionally dump your muck. There are many videos on this topic but you guys see it, even understand it but never follow the rules to keep your city clean or it looks like a great abuse to oneself. Independence day is not just for one day, if you are a true Indian then independence day is everyday for us. This auspicious day didn't came with some easy signature on a bond or someone decorated the whole country in a plate and served you in a tray with a glass of water. This is the day for which many soul rested in peace, they fought for their keen; means us, for the country and for the development. Instead of throwing the flags on street or in a junkyard one can save them. Yes, save them in a box or in a cupboard so that even after 20 long years you can pull them out from nowhere and show them to your parents, your kids, your friends etc. This will definitely make some change. Change is not something you buy and modify. Change is you. Be the change and spread this message like a red alert. Regards. 

JAI HIND. JAI BHARAT. 

-Kumar Krishna Sarma

SHOW-OFFs

*SHOW-OFFs*

Show-off; a seven letter word with variety of meanings can be extracted from it. Today, in this outrageous 21st century I'm a Jita Jagtaa example of show-off. Now pulling off the cards and going back in time is necessary again. I know it sounds boring at times like for every poem or article or a paragraphs i use optimistic views of mine but the gravity or the pull can be proved by using all the positive negative, the plus minus thing we did in our lives but we did it correctly and nicely. Now the base of writing this topic is only to start a trend or set an example for our society. Cigarette, an addiction, a pleasure, a death penalty castrated by our society and tends from one generation to another. People learn from their seniors to take mirth in this death degrees. Small children to kids of a higher secondary school to girls everybody are infected, affected by all this demands.
      Daytime, 16th of august kids or one can say upcoming adults, were smoking cigarettes in front of me near Dispur, Supermarket. I was astonished to see them doing the wrong yet i can't say anything to them cause my mind and soul was very much sure that it won't fix things, it'll probably heat up the argument. I was very unsatisfied by our rules and livelihood. What are we giving? What are we teaching? Is this the way  we say we look cool or we just want to look cool in social media. We were never cool. I mean we do think we look outstanding or we do some marvelous things everyday but i know or deep down in you also know that we are wrong in every aspects of life, the seconds, the moments which once were spellbound. Addiction feels amazing but it rigorously affect the family and the loved once. We are feasible to show-offs and it's trending virtually. Now people has no limitation over money, food they waste, limited love towards their own keen, broken rules and broken relations. Money has no weight now adays. They are just some thin slice of papers and some metal junks. Food we eat doesn't lower our hunger. We find pleasure in wasting food, love to waste a huge sum of money on food but we find helpless to help someone in need. And in those palpilated show-offs we eventually take shelter in liquor shops. Killing someone is very enthusiastic now and recording those moments makes you invincible. For me society and the rules are equal for everybody. We need to help everyone cause we are human. For that we need to behave like human first and act like human. Show-off doesn't lets you bind to good things happen everyday but it'll definitely lead you to some dark paths which looks greenery but at the end you'll find out that those coal you collected can't give you diamonds.

-Kumar Krishna Sarma

*Show-off- Bad things we inherit from our surroundings.

P.S.- This article might look funnier comparing with other articles.

DOWRY

DOWRY 

....and he walked away. She was running behind him and shouting his name loudly, crying her heart out and turn her back and started walking back to home.  

    This is our country. A versatile country with top notch knowledge fond people exists here. We eat, digest, poop knowledge on a daily basis. This is our nature. This is a good nature but modifying a great quote for the time being we get the following lines; 'with great knowledge comes a great personality and power'. If the personality and power gets mashed together than most probably the birth of dowry occurs. Dowry a man made tradition, a virtual happiness, a disgusting truth we face till date. Hence i personally feel that whatever knowledge or personality you gain over the year it gets smothered eventually. Our country is diverse. Diverse with religion, ethnicity, faded cultures yet we follow western tradition. A dowry is a process of narrow mentality a person performs on the virtue of acts performed by the elders of same family. But isn't it a crime? Do you think taking something or demanding a big amount suits your that blackberry suit you're wearing? The plethora to mock or tease and to start an argument is nostalgic. It is not wrong with any of my words. Indeed it is nostalgic because it is been performed by our elders from the time of independence and we're still hanging onto it. I'm not being feminist here. A wrong is wrong, whether you accept it or someone from your group come out and take a lesson out of you, just to make you understand the depth. A girl is a goddess, becomes a mother , someone's sister, a lover and so on. You can't count on their random nature and cohesiveness with us, meaning the man's out there. Taking dowry and showing your subtleness in front of everyone will just sell you and your inner self to that of the girls family. Everyone wishes for the stars but no one have that audacity to go and get the stars, this process should stop. Stop to make our nation stand still, should stop for our future generation, stop to make an impact on society, should stop with you. If you're reading this article than you're a mature guy, please don't let someone's family to suffer for you. Walk freely, earn a little and spending all your earning to a beggar will just make you a fool. Stop dowry and let you be the change. Many girls die or thrown out of the family for money or the high class demands made by some of our youth or their families. It is wrong. We can't be happy even though we have crores of rupees yet we ask for more. More money, more demands. But on the contrary earning less will also make your inner you sour. The real happiness or love can only be seen when someone breathing his or her last breath. When every body cries and offers the respect of love. Money can't buy Respect or love. Hence please try to make yourself happy first and walk toe to toe with your family and find some love on the way. 

-KUMAR KRISHNA SARMA

WE ARE DYING

WE ARE DYING 

Earth, a place, where we live, we eat to stay alive and we deceit here. But no matter how much we torture it, it doesn't counter attack like we humans always do instead it serves us with the food we need, the air we breathe, a friendly atmosphere and most importantly a place to build our houses. Everything has its own vivid narrow paths which leads to its most beautiful scenarios which we can't see or describe with our naked eyes. We are not alone in this pictorial macrocosm. Someone once mentioned earth as a mother. Yes it is indeed a mother, a teacher, a cosmos surrounded by thousands of other moieties which we are yet to discover. The sun, the moon, the stars, all of this phenomenon are the creation of the great creator. I myself am not justifying the fact. It is my own belief, belief in supernatural algorithms and postulates I had studied back in time or more correctly I still study them to undergo, to understand severe doubts I have created somewhere inside of my medulla. Deforestation is a major epitome in today's date we are facing. The natural selection are severely altered by us. If it is our motto then there won't be any future for our coming, coming upcoming generation. It is a serious threat we are underestimating, like we are underestimating the serious climate changes occurring every day. Most precisely to speak Delhi air pollution, isn't it a warning to our mankind that you have lived your days. Our keens are so blind folded that we or us, I mean a group of two person cannot change this place. We have to come together shoulder to shoulder to go deep and find the root of the tumor. I know it is too late now.  5 years back I was in Bangalore and the weather was so soothing that I had to wear sweaters to overcome the cold but now if you try to find those days under your bed you can't seem to find it. It is long gone. Remember one thing we are dying slowly, you can't see it; I know but you will feel it someday along the way. The way you cumulatively care for your family please think twice and understand the consequences we are going to face in near future. This earth is all we have. If we destroy it today, we shouldn't bother to find and destroy another proximity. Also note; technology is needed for our own benefit or so called development but question yourself once, ARE YOU HAPPY?? 

-Kumar Krishna Sarma

THAT BEGGAR FROM 6th STREET

THAT BEGGAR FROM 6th STREET 

Days, demand, duty are familiar words to us.. 

Family, success is where serenity occurs... 

I was walking down a pavement one evening.. 

Saw a beggar eating loaf with nothing.. 

Nothing like jam, butter or any beverages.. 

But he was happy with what he has.. 

Some coins tinkling on his plate.. 

He saw me and asked me in his own gesture.. 

Can you make me happy by giving me some coins ? 

His eyes were looking dull.. 

Like he was waiting for a reward from his life.. 

Behaving  jolly and cheerful without possessing any wealth.. 

Sitting down on a torn carpet.. 

Acting like he was Aladeen and I am his genie.. 

I asked him, how can you survive each day like today? 

Without food and water.. 

Waiting from someone non-existent to help you clean your own dirt. 

How can you find mirth in greed? 

He smiled, looking at me.. 

Looked up and said.. 

'Thank you for making me believe that I'm like you.. 

A human, someone's father too.. 

Most of the people neglect me because i expected something from them.. 

My mouth was aching without talking for ages.. 

People come and go but silently I too Hope.' 

And he Looked down and started counting the coins on his plate.. 

I gave him a cheeky smile and started walking.. 

With a lesson worth remembering.

-KUMAR KRISHNA SARMA 

[P.S.- please help the poor peoples. They don't expect much from you. At least most of us can afford to give least of 10 Rs. It is nothing compared to those we waste on some big restaurant. This poem is really based on a true event except the beggar was speaking to me in Assamese instead of English. Thankyou. Lord Shiva bless you all]