That person will be simple and straight forward. Always give more than you have earned. Will accept mistakes and ask forgiveness. Never get angry on personal matters but will not like immoral behaviour. This person will be a source of happiness, will make life easy for others. Will be helpful and down to earth. If you ever meet someone with these qualities, you can make out that person is blessed.
What song can be sung now? It’s a very scary phase of life. Pandemic is virtually spreading across. No one knows what will stop it or eliminate it from this world. The people have forgotten their routine and chores. Students are not really studying anymore. Professional are online and tensed in career. Everyone has lost some one or something a little less or more .
I am thinking what to sing? A piper song that will lead all viruses to unknown destinations in space with a tag, Don’t come anymore 🤓
All of us love their mother and I am no exception. There are many memories with my mumma, I used to tickle her on neck and she would laugh. I would kiss her cheeks and look lovingly in her eyes and she would smile. To ask her for favors, I would repeated call her, mumma, mumma…. and she will ask ,what do you have in mind? I would then ask for anything and she will decide on it’s merits.
I was her prized possession, a daughter who could be dressed up pretty, a little one who adored her and wanted to be associated with her. A child who almost never said ,”no”.
Always trying to please. It was a loving relationship, that was based on respect and trust. My mother understood her role in my life, from child steps to education and finally marriage. She handled me with care,as if I was fragile. She made me tough and bold, she made me confident and solid . All that she had in her, she taught me too.
My mother gave me financial, emotional and social support till she died. Now that I don’t have her daily prayers in my life, I feel so sad. I was asked by my mumma, “Please pray for me, my child your prayers are normally accepted,” I am praying for you, mumma just as you asked me to, with tears and genuine feelings.
Please God, keep my mumma happy and give her a very comfortable and lively place in heaven. She was my heaven and you took her, so I have a heart that cries profusely, but still I pray with the hope that in exchange for my grief, God will give my mumma all that is better than the best. Aameen.
There were many unrest and protest ongoing , wars and crime. Suddenly, there was Covid19 and the fear of pandemic, somehow made this world see some peace. Now, that we are closing for a return to normal, again all the unrest has marked this comeback, for example the protest in America.
It is flaring and raging, seems like the lock down has made people frustrated, their economic pressure release was this protest. People are now voicing concern more for protest and less for Corona virus.
The death rate has actually increased due to virus, still due to economic pressures the lock down has been loosened. The staying away solution was causing side effects. It seems, we the earthlings should now have a different norm, in terms of defensive devices from diseases. Our entrance, exits, touches, wipes .In fact any contact that has a chance to spread unseen virus must be eliminated, designers have provided options with seating arrangement, hats to maintain a distance, automatic doors and so on. What about chemical warfare? Has anyone put a hold on the lab that creates deadly combinations to wipe out nations. Guess not. Because it wasn’t on the list.
When eyes are filled with tears and you are choking thinking about your beloved mother who was dearer than yourself. How much you loved and wanted to be with her, talk and laugh together. So many hurdles were then making you stay apart, and one day she left forever. No goodbyes, no hugs, no tap on the back. Just for a second I could smell that fragrance and it was gone. I called out..so loud and cried so long, yet I couldn’t make my mother hear..my last wish ..was to be near.
My dear mumma, I promised myself to be a good person so that when I die I could meet you at heaven’s gate. You will greet me as always, with a smile and nod of head.
My loving and sweet mother left us forever on 9th May 2020. She was my favorite. I loved her and respected her with all my heart. Since my father died on 10th April 1980, I was her moral support. Wiping away her tears and telling her joke. My mission in life was,”Keep mumma smiling” forever. As long as I could, I told her jokes, got her things, gave her boost, listened to everything she had to say..and she said almost everything to me.
She was an Architect, graduated with Hons from A.I.T. Kharaghpur, 1967. She worked for sometime with Louis Kahn, while he was in Dhaka.
yes, she is there in saree. Always working with dedication and passion. Her design was flawless and interesting. She always liked to design spaces in levels, huge spaces was her trade mark. People would feel so happy to move in the buildings she had designed.
My mother worked since 1967 till 2015, a long time but she was happy when she was working. I was her assistant at all times, drafting was my part and little bit of suggestions from my end was also incorporated. I was her helper in driving too, I would dust her car before she would start to drive, then take out her glasses from her purse..I was with her ..and I was so happy…now I am feeling lonely…I can no longer call ” Mumma” I can not hear her..call me…I will never be able to see her..hug her..tease her..and make her laugh. Hold her hands and walk..I will never smile with her again..I can not accept this loss..although she died quickly and easily..I believe she is in a better place..I pray for her daily..she is with me in my thoughts..but my heart doesn’t beat the rhythm that she was the tune..I have lost my mother..I can not accept it..it hurts too much..it will hurt too long..because she in not coming back..
More than love is my love for you
A feeling of happiness that feels so true
An inner gush of ocean is my love for you
A wild fire in autumn that burns through
A winter freezing breeze that bites too
A thundering rain soaking through
All together in a heart that’s true
More than love is my love for you.
Readers keep him amused and loved
Writing comments longer than his verse
Mostly women are his followers as I see
Lonely writer is perfect for thee
There is no wife at his end to be
Checking, complaining, yelling or all three
He is available to laugh and even climb a tree
Lonely writer is never alone nor free
His writings are funny and attractive is his face
There is an attraction , in his gaze
Sky is the limit and relaxing is he
Lonely writer we all admire thee
Don’t be rude , be always sweet
Don’t scream or shout, voice is a treat
Don’t fume anger, bursting in rage
Smile genuinely it increases value of face
Don’t get nasty, hatred is bad
Love is sweet, for a gal and lad.
Although Covid19 started in December,2019 we will remember it as it marked our lives in 2020. Lots of people were wishing Happy New Year 2020, excited about 20-20 digit. Suddenly, the smiling faces turned into worrisome pouting expression. The entire economy came to stand still. The labor class were worst hit, in every aspect of life. They couldn’t survive living in cities nor could they find any help in rural settings. Slowly, it was realized that efforts to curb this menace can not be on lock down , a quick and effective invention of medication is of utmost importance.
Disinfecting the cities started. The new hope of having a possible medicine for Covid19, has made life a little better. We, at least know there can be a way to stop the infection.
Many learned professionals are perhaps already writing in detail and in depth studies on human behavior, economies nose diving and flying off, market share falling and getting captured by few investors, clean air, pollution from flights decreased and fare increased due to social distance.
It is revealed to us, that covering our mouth, nose, hands and feet is protecting our bodies from germs in the surrounding.Those who were wearing hijabs were always protected 😉 , wearing clothes that cover your body is healthy :).
Family life and having time at home is a way to know each other. In routine life we just exchange information, now was a time to exchange views. At some instance it led to fights too, that wasn’t much of a help.
We the residents of global village became active on social media, lots of prayers and comfort were pouring in, along with blame game, of who started the virus. Another debate was, is it man made or genetically evolved. There were questions and answers, all mostly till now guesstimate. After, people will research and declare their findings then only we will know what?, how?, who?,when? and where?
People die daily, alarming was the rate and solo reason for deaths. Numbers were scary and hopelessness about recovery procedure was the main reason for panic.
Let us hope, as a global village, we will benefit more from lessons learned due to pandemic.