I am Dr. Sushil Rudra from Durgapur West Bengal, India . This blog is for the people of India , its culture, literature , and the religious beliefs etc . I’m to blog is for shouting for the demands of the underprivileged society and the people whose are deprived by the ruling government. And also to write for their demands as well as solving the problems.
Life And Dreams In Poetry
My Dream’s Bird is absolutely my own We can’t live in this world without dreams From childhood to gray days Dreams come and dreams go Sometimes it’s daydream, sometime nightmare with tremendous shocking , yet I play with these unrealistic games, Never getting any fruitful solution Running into the darkened mist .
Let fly in the sky your dreaming bird Don’t captivate your small desires in your secret chamber, don’t afraid of walking through the dark forest or deep sea , Or climbing at peak of high mountain Always be firm and steady in your journey Whatever the consequence it’s , So don’t stop to enjoy dreams as life is too much uncertain why do you not enjoy it.
Kalpatoru Sri RamakrishnaI am Dr.Sushil Rudra from West Bengal, India love to write about health and wellness, yoga ,literature. I’,m also a college teacher and have been working more than 37 years .I have written some books. My favorite subjects are Swami Vivekananda and Rabindranath Tagore. I love song and travelling.View my complete profilePowered by Blogger.
I’m not a Poet or author , but like to write in my leisure time. Perhaps I write for my personal interest as I have been doing a job where regular activities are to discuss literature and linguistic with the students as well as teaching professionals. I authored 12 books mainly pertaining to research work about literature. Now I am trying to write for the betterment of the trouble affected people . Please read and comment if it’s helpful to you. – S. Rudra
I desire to live in this world, it’s my sweet home. Never I want this world to be a very small like seed or a fruit Amloki . I want a world which would spread Certainly I would get found my world. Oh my world, please extent yourself, expand unto Brahmah and the whole Universe , spread up to endless sky or the entire spaces, near and far . Let My world be eternal, endless and beyond geographical , World ! Oh my dear World, don’t be contracted, nor narrowhearted ,and me, rather being small and more smaller would wrap you and hug you with utmost care.
You become big and I stay small like your obedient child , only for looking into your magistry I would be very soft like a bunchof silk – very softand formless , if I get a little alert , being rolled up like a Murshidabad silk ,try to enter into the circle of the ring with a gentle coursey .
The World Is Very Big , It Can Not Be Small like Pond . It’s so old that never been lost.
“Where the mind’s free, the body’s delicate”. – William Shakespeare
“The mind is it’s own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of Hell , a hell of Heaven.” – John Milton
” Mental slaveryis mental death , and every man who has given up his intellectual freedom is the living coffin of his dead soul.” – R G Ingersoll
The afternoon of my city is very calm and quiet. Most of the city dwellers used to take rest sometimes after a heavy lunch. I have been observing it for dicades. A pin drop silence prevails everywhere like midnight. Specially, in winter season , people are captivated in the house under the quilt . And the pandemic situationmakes it massively isolated by which we are not happy at all . I don’t like to sleep after lunch. Sitting in a arm – chair in the Varanda , I am looking to and fro and thinking about the Nature. Some tall tree of shal – segun and other trees are standing up keeping their head to thesky . Their leaves are being movedbythe touch of the wind . Even shivering with the cold blow . How much joyously they are living in this cold season. In the meantime, I am to find out a tall man who is our home servent. He has been working in our house for a long time since my birth.Rup Singh is his name. Unmarried Rup Singh is an illeterate person having no burden of family on his shoulder. He is returning to our house from the market purchasing some betel leaves and its spices. He used to have it . This is only his fad to masticating spicy betel leaves. Rup Singh is indefferent in any circumstances. I never saw him to be getting restlessness. He is just like a tall tree never bend his head in worldly affairs and passions.
Can tree thinks like us ? Is there any sorrow and agony to their lives? I feel they’re very spontaneous in its entire life. When it grows up and gradually reach in full youth , it looks heavenly beautiful. In spring they are dressed in green leaves and moon -like flowers. It seems they are enjoying their lives with joy . They look like a Queen. Are they talking about one’s love to another ? Don’t know whether they have any feelings of sorrow or joy ! Sometime I think , like Rup Singh our sorrounding Nature , all these tall trees are indifferent in joy and sorrow . If they could have a mind like us , then they can feel their good and bad . The Nature has been massively exploited and tortured owing to our civilization. This indifferent Nature never protest against this treachery. But gradually they are becoming conscious and trying to defense when they’re kept at bay .
But we are human beings having a wisdom within us. If I don’t have any domestic duty , and not going to purchase raw vegetables or medicine in the market , I couldn’t stay in silence a moment . Because we have a mind who is all in all in my life. Our mind never stop to thinking until we get sleep . What we could , the steady and firm tall tree couldn’t . They couldn’t imagine what we could . They give us shelter in the hotty summer. Weary Passer-by can take rest for a while under it shed . If they’re not, we can’t survive without oxizen which they produce. With their gentle summer breeze we are getting the touch of Mother. They’re with us from the very beginning of the civilization. Youcan saythat they’re our beloved companions after snow – era or Himyuga . But being a man we have denied their friendship and killed them to enjoy our comfort. They didn’t betray us , but we did . Hence, let rule the demonic mind , and bring up the godly mind which is urgent need of the time.
It’s beautiful to listen loving words, but it seems harse when it’s unfair . So throw off the words in the dustbin when it’s not come within . Don’t believe in sweet words if it’s not come out from the deep sea of love , Trust the words which are wrapped in with the compassion and sacrifice and with the tears of unconditional love. It’s serene and transcendental having no touch of possession. So when you are hurt by words , keep store it your pain and agony in the mind – unexposed , not take care of it , but throw all these in the waves of time . Positively a moment must come when you will gather a strength of neglecting all this hazards of life . All your gloomy state of mind will disappear silently like a dew dropping in the air, Be brave in futile , Never down your head in untruth and untrust . Perhaps, you have to bear in the heart the words of separation from morn to night, from awakening to surrendering in sleep , in dream and on the way to home from the office, but never shelter it as a guest, rather stand up with your utmost life force and strength , hate all these blunt words , kick out all the small desires and jump into the greater struggle which is full of light and delight like a nice poem . Let sink in the deep ocean within you , Look never behind , Set your journey for the eternal power and enlightenment . Why are you running towards for a small love ! Float on the transcendental and with the serene which is within you.
Never care of the words which are not coming from deep sea of love and trust . Love is life which belongs to serene and transcendental , but when it’s chocked by some odd words that makes life cloudy, never indulge it but stay calm and quiet . Look forward and gaze at the sky , it’s calling you to be come closer as its companion . Let fly in the sky and take shelter beside the Stars , be friend of the fishes whose are swimming in the river with joy and pleasure. Be not with the friends who didn’t keep the words of love and not brave & fair.
It’s very high time for the political parties of West Bengal . Coming new year Bidhan Sabha Election is going to be happened in the very first month of the year. Recently Bihar new Government has been formed after a high competition between the BJP RJD r of Nitish Kumar and the Mohajot of heading by Tesjwasree Yadav . Nitish alliances won the election very merginally and at last Nitish again has swarn as the Chief Minister of Bihar.
Now is the turn of our state , West Bengal. This time it’s still not sure who will ulmately win in the battle of power. Chief Minister Mamta Banerjee and her soldiers are planning strategies how to fight against the Modi’s suffron brigade. Congress and Left party joined together . Congress chief leaderofW. Bengal Mr. Adhir chowdhury has some wonderful charismatic influence on the voters of Murshidabad. Leftist is better than last election. But this Mohajot would curtail the Muslim votes of ruling party Trinamool. Congress and CPM would have been managed some seats from Murshidabad, Malda and North 24 Parganas as these are mostly muslims voters. But there’s a great question mark (?) . If MIMIM party comes forward to compete in the election, I think this religion – oriented partymust come and they’ll get some seats here in Bengal like Bihar. All Muslim votes will go in favour of them. Here ruling party, Trinamol is trying to get support from them . Recently some MIMIM leaders came nearer to the leaders of Trinamoll . But this time it’s very difficult to win in the battle for Trinamull Party as there’s many more divisions, discontent amongst the leaders. Most of the Trinamull leaders are not satisfied with the party- strategist , Prashant Kishore and Avishek Banerjee, the nephew of Trinamull suprimo. Shuvendu Adhikari resigned from the Ministry and others posts which he has enjoyed for a long time. He was a dynamic leader in the party . Some MLA’s recently joined in the Bharatiya Janata party. Probably some are waiting and watching the situation. If they join in BJP , so the suffron brigade would be solid and strengthful .
MamtaBanerjeeis a shrudepoliticianandexperiencedthan the BJP leader. They are new in West Bengal. Moreover, BJP President and Chief of West Bengal, Dilip Ghosh is not so competent like Mamtaji. But this election is highly competitive both for the present ruling party and Bharatiya Janata party. Congress and CPM will mar some votes of Trinamul , but they couldn’t get majority at all. Might be they will get some seats. This is much for them . If I am not wrong , this election is a game of 50/50 of both the TMC and BJP . But BJP is in forefront.I think it is the golden time for BJP to spread in Bengal . Mamta’s leaders are not United asbefore. The leaders who came from CPM and Congress , they are not happy with the Kolkata- oriented leaders. They are deprived of power and position. Besides, common peoples are supporting Prime Minister Modi ji. Mamta Banerjee has already been started her door to door campaign to distribute various opportunities like Kishan sathi , free Mediclaim policy and many more. She and her soldiers are trying to refurbish and cementing in party’s cracks and holes . Though the people of Bengal ( Hindus) is to believe in non violence and not in Hindutywa , but common people loves Modiji . During pandemic they were given support (money) by the Prime Minister, so common people must not betray him. But Mamtaji always are trying to throw ink in him . Let see what happens in future.