Day 56/366 : Paradoxical Life

When you see one of your dreams are about to come true, but you have to quit the dream due to some unavoidable situation, it hurts! It severely hurts. May be it is not the end of the world, or it is not the last chance of your life, may be better chances are waiting for you, may be it seems appropriate, but in reality it is never suitable for you, still it hurts. I do not understand the paradox of life when it offers you the things you work hard for, but in such a way as if a carrot  is hanging in front of your nose! You are desperate to have it, yet you cannot! And, the missed out dreams just because of some social issues can suffocate you to death. Sometimes I think it is better to hope not to be hurt not. Again, what is a life without hopes, and dreams?

Ah! Why are most of my February writings getting depressive? I want to be positive. I have to be. I cannot afford to kill my time pining on issues that cannot be undone. I have to look forward. God, please, help me in lifting me up. I cannot let one negative issue to lead on other issues to be negative. I have to be strong, hopeful, and happy. I know even trying to act normal, and happy at this point hurts too. But, what to do? Paradox, paradox, … Life is a paradox. 

N. B. : How come life be so cruel when it is better taken care of? Disgusting!

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Day 56/366 : Paradoxical Life

Day 54/366 : Ah! The Happiness!

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Oh God! My heart is leaping up with joy! It is raining! Yay! Rain of the Spring! Wow! I love rain in the Spring. I love the grumbling of the cloud, and the rumbling of the thunder. I love to ‘listen to the rhythm of the falling rain, … pitter pater, pitter pater, … pitter pater. Ah! I am feeling so good, and so pure. Oh! My joys know no bound! For how long I have been waiting for the rain! The smell of the newly soaked soil … I love it. Truly, the Spring is all about love. The other times, it rains in the late Spring. We call it Kal Boishakhi – the nor’wester – meaning a storm prior to Summer ( in Bengali Boishakh), that is in the Spring. But, the Spring of the year is only 10 days old, and it is raining already! But this is not the Kal Boishakhi. It is just a moderate thunderstorm. Kal Boishakhi is really maddening.  Whatever, it is raining, and I am the happiest. The nature is really in need of the shower. It has been dusty, and gray all this time. Now, the new, and the lovely green leaves are shooting out with colorful flowers, and tonight’s rain will give them a fresher look. I am waiting to see the rain-smelled morn tomorrow.

Thank you, mother nature. The rain is washing away not only the dust of the earth, but also the impurities, pain, depression, frustration, and the hopelessness of my mind. I love you, mother nature. I love you a lot.

Listen to the Rhythm of the Falling Rain is one of my favorite song by The Cascades. Sharing the song with you ~

Listen to the Rhythm of the Falling Rain by The Cascades

Day 54/366 : Ah! The Happiness!

Day 51/366 : Quotes

Quotes I believe :

1. “If you hear a voice within you say ‘you cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.” 
– Vincent Van Gogh

2. “Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”
― Winston S. Churchill

3. ” I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand.”
– Confucius

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Day 51/366 : Quotes