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681. Feelings…

Dear Self.,

I was feeling terrible today. I feel, as if I myself is the only one.,

… who’s the most misfit being on this earth, in this whole world of grown ups. I find myself so childish, so simple.

… One, who loves to trust everyone around, enjoys light minded laughter, love to look at the good sides of all around, telling them of their strengths, their goodnesses, boost them up with words of love, and most importantly, to avoid discussions on serious day to day issues, be it personal, politics or any of such boring grown-up stuffs.

… One, who hates judging people around, more than often. I hate arguing unnecessarily with others, in order to prove my likes and dislikes, to put my points to them, only to show how much I know, how efficient I’m in convincing people, and how easily..!! Instead, I enjoy light hearted laughter, sharing some moments of smiles and move on. What’s all the fuss about in picking up names and gossiping about other people’s lives. They must have their own reasons to live their life differently, unlike ours. It’s their choice to live life their way. Why to bother or stop the matured beings according to my wish, my likes..?? If they choose to dig their own potholes and jump in it, will they listen to my words and stop themselves..?? No.. never., their temporary enjoyments they’ll prefer more, always. If I’m not comfortable in doing as they expect me to, then I’m marked as immature, childish, ignorant.

Ignorance is bliss, you know that, right..?? But it’s sad enough, you don’t get the real feel of it. And yes, I enjoy being ignorant, as it gives me enormous mental peace.. Any problem..?? If yes, then it’s yours, not mine..!! So, here, I laugh at your problem with me World..!!

… One, who don’t feel like acting my age. It serves me abundant happiness. It does come to me spontaneously. I have to remind myself to act my age. And that’s quite a burden for my mind and heart. They are my little ones, for whom, I’m here, to take care of..!!

So, please People..

I beg of you..

Live your own life,

Don’t waste your time on me,

I won’t be able to be like you all,

Leave me alone, on my own..

Let me Live, on my own terms World..!!

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677. Feelings…

Dear Life,

Me, as a teacher, for the last 27 years in different schools in different parts of my country, came in contact with lots and lots of children from different cultural backgrounds, different strata of our society.

I experienced.,

..how the human race and its thought process is degenerating and getting degraded through generations. It silently hurts me from within.

I feel.,

..humans gradually turning inhumane, they’re turning so self centered. Thoughtlessness, Ego and Apathy ruling them all over. Everywhere we turn, we find hypocrisy prevailing, where people saying something and doing something else. Treachery and Lies everywhere, ahead of us, in every step. As a result, Affection, Compassion, Faith, Kindness, Love like emotions taking a total backseat in humans. These emotions are used, rather misused for everyday selfish reasons, taking advantage of the kind hearts, faking them to meet their own mean purpose.

I think.,

..the need of the hour is a subject like Moral Science, in the pre-primary levels in schools. A science, which ingrains positivity, moral values, a holistic approach towards life’s turmoils and upheavals, teaching us how to overcome life’s shortcomings, how to overview life from all aspects, a philosophical view of life and its purpose through tales and stories. It’ll be very beneficial for the children in their formative years, for shaping them and their life in future.

I strongly suggest.,

..it should be introduced and made compulsory in the pre-primary levels in all government and private schools, to save the coming generations from the massive degradation of humanity as a whole. Specially in the formative years of the children to help them learn to think twice, the pros and cons, before taking a single step ahead.

I loved it.,

..as in my childhood, all through my formative years, this subject silently provided so much positivity and hopeful approach towards any hopeless situation in me. Till now, in any moment of depression or sadness, I can help myself overcome and recover from any negative situation with ample amount of hope, abundant strength and courage, remembering what I was taught at that time. They all got so deeply ingrained in my brain since childhood.

I know.,

..though society is bound to change its course with time, due to the rules of evolution. This is social evolution as change is mandatory in every sphere of life, always. But, introducing this subject in the formative years of human beings will certainly help the coming generations. They, I find nowadays, are bound to take refuge under various addictions in order to forget or forego any odds, shortcomings and failures in their lives, unable to handle the natural obstacles of life. It’ll help them see those odds as mere trivial hurdles, and not some of the biggest hindrance stopping their steps ahead. They’ll be able to pull themselves up and stand courageous, ready to face any odd..!!

I thank.,

..my stars, for, I came on this earth at such a time, when I got all the resources, which shaped my thoughts likewise, to which, at least, I try to enkindle the Light of Morality and endless Hope, in the future generations to come. Be it my son, my school students, and any child around.

I believe.,

..if not all, a few will remember and follow them. May that be my two cents of contribution in this World. My ‘Ikigai’, my reason for being.

Love you Life..!!

πŸ˜˜πŸ’•πŸ₯°

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676. Feelings…

Life.,

The silent souls inspired me always. Since childhood I used to get attracted towards the introvert, the silent, the sober, the soft, the shy ones, who avoided speaking about themselves, instead, their work showed their worth.

In today’s world, what I hate about it the most, is the self acclaimed appreciations, self promotions, propaganda on one’s own achievements loud enough to make people applaud, remember them and their success, and sometimes, it even seems that, it’s done pretty forcefully.

Isn’t it so ridiculous..??

Whereas many people I see, I meet, who never speak about themselves, their strengths and qualities, rather, they appreciate the beauty and strength, the commendable skills in other’s works.

Not that they aren’t confident of themselves or they lack the boldness. They, simply, don’t want to speak about themselves to the outside world on their own, until they succeed in accomplishing something large, so that their accomplishments speak out loud enough about them.

But, now a days, they are laughed at as weak, scared, unsmart, incompetent and ridiculed the most.

I feel for them, I understand them, they are the strongest ones of all. Of all the self proclaimed or acclaimed, successful ones.

Once, there was a popular saying in Bengali. If I translate it in English, the saying will somewhat come like this,.

‘Speaking about our own greatness doesn’t make us great,

Our greatness solely depends on what the world says.’

When I was young, my Maa often said these lines, which I never ever paid that much attention to. But, as soon as I started to step forward in life, I started to recall them, understand the profoundness, the depth and strength in it. And I, so so strongly believe in this saying too, which is gradually losing its meaning with Time now.

Gradually losing our inner strength, our depth, our profound and solid base, our foothold on major values and belief systems, our thinking prowess..!!

Where are we heading towards, ultimately, World..?? Without the much needed balance on our rich cultural heritage while keeping pace with the modern times, with the so called aggressing Time, aren’t we regressing..??

Feeling so sorry for the near future of The Poor We..!!!

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572. Divine Moments…

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Me and my assisting partner teaching them or the little angels teaching us, the so called teachers, how to love, laugh and live.. ??

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545. Feelings…

Thirty years ago, this time of the year, so eventful for her, can never forget, when their eyes met..

For her, it was her first Love, that too at first sight, she didn’t know till then what Love was like..

Neither did he know then, nor does he, still now, hers is the heart, where he still resides..

The way he looked at her with those dreamy eyes, gifted her a meaning, changed her outlook on Love, for life..

She, on her seventeenth spring, met her Prince charming, till then, for whom, Love was only possible in films..

That’s when, she got to know for the first time in her life, the feeling of attraction, how was it like..

She started to meet him often, but, in her day dreams, in college, while attending class lectures, she listened nothing,

Imagining him, sitting beside her, among all other friends, in their college canteen..

While immersed in a book, in silent library hours, his dreams helped her know, her feelings for him..

Engrossed in his thoughts, while putting date, below a poetry she wrote, in her ears, suddenly whispered her seventeenth year..

“You’re the most beautiful girl on this earth”, made her dive into an ocean of beautiful new world of He and Her’s..

Overnight, she grew up, into a complete new person, played miracle, her self woven dreams..

A beautiful world opened before her, all this while, everything around seemed to her, so divine..

An evening such came, when, they happened to go for a stroll, with their friends, in their lane,

Her head downwards, playfully, her eyes peeped beside, to match her steps, in order with his, to put all the four walk together..

Her steps playing so near, he, totally unaware, that both were together, yet not together..

Her eyes wanted to yell, her lips stopped, “Don’t tell”, as destiny changed her destination, so did his as well..

They did drift apart, but his image still sculpted in her heart, he never ever got to know, whose heart it was..

If just one look, ignited such a long lasting love, either the look magical, or surely, a touch of the divine, in her heart..

Where, even thirty years later, he still resides.,”Why”.. when asked, “There’s a divine pleasure in silent love”, she answered..!!

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532. Feelings…

I know..

vulnerable, I’m feeling,

I know..

how to stop it from visiting,

but I also know..

I shouldn’t do it.,

rather, should wait..

certainly, for the right moment,

I know..

if, it is its time, how much I stop it,

it’ll come back again,

If let free..

when its time gets over,

It won’t stay a bit..

not even an extra bit,

It’ll certainly go forever..!!

……………………………… βœπŸΌπŸ’•