The life of a coconut!

The life of a coconut | Gangasagar, Kolkata, West Bengal, India

Look at my fragile body and you'll see that I have lived my life and now lying alone for a peaceful end.Life was quite different when I was up there along with my mates, the view we used to get from there of the beach and the sea was actually a treat to our eyes. But somehow it all ended! Someone plucked me from my home (tree) and took me to a place, where I never belonged. Later he sold me to someone, who kept me for days and then one day when he saw my faded body, he threw me to the place where it all started (my home i.e. tree). And this is how it all ended! And this is why I'm lying here alone!





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Will terrorism ever end?

There is a lot going on these days to unsettle our beautiful world. Terrorism is rapidly growing and destroying the very core of every single country. But its the humanity which is suffering the most. Hope these scenes of heinous crimes comes to an end soon and we all can live our life happily ever after.

A short poem on the reality of life against terrorism:

कुछ दर्द का एहसास करते हैं ,
तो कुछ दर्द दिया करते हैं ...
इंसानियत का कौनसा रूप है ये ,
जो वक्त को बदल रहा है ...
कभी मासूमियत का गला घोंट रहा है ,
तो कभी मासूमो का ...
न दिन में सुकून है अब ,
न रात का ठिकाना ...
कुछ दरिंदो का डर है ,
तो कुछ इंसानियत के मसीहा बनने वालों का ...
अनहोनियों के नाम पे ,
जो ये आतंक का साथ दिया करते हैं ...
ये इंसान तो हैं मगर ,
इंसानियत का लहू पीया करते हैं ...
काश ये समझ सकते ,
मानवता का पर्याय ...
और स्थापित कर सकते ,
एक नए कल का अध्याय ...
और स्थापित कर सकते ,
एक नए कल का अध्याय ...
 

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