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Dusk

 Dusk    - Sudiptaa Bhattacharya  The sky, Change its form. I sit alone, On a roof by norm. Just as a ritual, As they fly casual. They are the birds, That passed,  bidding adieu, To the day.

A note of self love

 In this fast pace of life of post modern era it's necessary for every human being on this mortal world to remain in inner ease. It's important to love the self both mind and body. Our body is a living machine gifted to us by nature which is generated by mind, so it's necessary to nurture both body and mind. Being self-sufficient, self-esteemed and self-dependent makes a person grow love towards the inner self.            There are practices to nurture and pamper thy own self. Any kind of physical exercise in open air is healthy both for mind and for body. Mind is an integral part of body. Practice self conversation, talk to they self at first in any difficulty. Engage yourself with the passion you have. Spend time with nature, with greenary, with sounds of nature (for example chattering of birds). Since the early ancient days human body is use to with nature and greenary, so it provides inner ease.             Dance, my p...

The door bell

 The door bell A dark winter night and Emily, a thirteen years old young little girl is all alone at her two storied house. Her parents Mr. and Mrs. Agarwal will not return home to night as they have to stay in the hospital where Emily's maternal grandmother is admitted for pneumonia. At around 9:00pm Emily had her dinner that was made prepared on the table by their house help.                    As Emily was about to go upstairs after her dinner the door bell rang. Emily was scared. Emily walked towards the door and kept her eye on the peephole. She could see a man with a hat and a big umbrella in hand, which the man is holding like a stick. In the mean time the door bell rang once again. Emily somehow gathered courage and opened the door. The man on the other side of the door smiled with eyes full of deep rooted emotions in it. Emily asked, "Who are you?". The man said, "My little angel, you can't recognise me. Tell your father a...