Unwrap Indian Culture by Abstract Scriber

Picture By : Quang Nguyen Vinh A story of Growth, Mistakes, and Unexpected Wins It was day one of my first internship. I joined just the day after tomorrow after my interview, and getting that mail to join was something wonderful. On time I reached there and Walked into the building. The security asked new join. As I replied “Yes” at the same moment he thumbs up with a smile. A mix of excitement and nerves swirled in my stomach. My preparation? As if you don’t know I was preparing for Govt exams as every Middle-class Indian does. And of course, I failed so I'm here today at the corporate. So unwavering happiness of a new journey and the sadness of leaving my dream both emotions rushing. I had researched the company, reviewed my notes, and even practiced some "office-ready" phrases. Ha-Ha-Ha yes, I tried my best.  Little did I know, that real-life experiences don't come from textbooks or TED Talks. So here I’m sharing the stuff I didn't know. Lesson 1: ...

Credit: Pinterest Hope you're doing well; 2024 Jan isn't wasted and you're ready for feb. today I'll be sharing a snippet of yesterday. Okay so we were having pastries, me and two of my friends. so, one of them is in relationship and another one is single as me. So, the topic moved to "Valentine's Day; how's your valentine's day going? " The one is relationship started sharing her romantic surprises, some girly talks about the kiss, hug, and the quarrel about her favorite chocolate. why he didn't get her favorite chocolate was the issue, no wonder my single friend started telling; "No one would ever love her". I astonishedly asked why not? and she told me, her body color isn't fine as everyone, she isn't attractive enough with a desired body structure and so on. you know for a moment i was stuck how someone can judge herself so bad and expect others to be fair at her? when you're accepting yourself; how someone...

Credit : Pinterest Shadows dance and play in the silence of dusk. My heart sings a mournful refrain;  I've discovered love but it didn't last forever. A brightly burning flame that cannot be sustained. Oh, my darling, you are as bright as the stars! Your beauty and grace leave me speechless. However, fate has always other plans,  and we are destined to love from afar forever. Oh, how I want to wrap you in my arms. To experience your touch and taste your sweet embrace Tragically, it looks that our love is outlawed. As a result, I've had to make peace with your fleeting glimpses. I n my dream, I see us holding hands.  Living life to the fullest, with no chaos.  But when I wake up, the sorrow of loss remains.  I'm left with only memories of your love, for whole my life.  Our love may be condemned from above,  but my hearts shall remain faithful for ever.  In my dreams, I see your face very clearly.  A vision of love so pure and beaut...

Credits : Pinterest You love me! why!? - asked him n'th times now. I still want to know why you love me. At which moment you thought I’m the one. How you realized its love? You still think this questions are my curiosity, no they are the self-doubts arising out of my heart. I have never known someone choosing me, I have never heard someone whispering their love, i have never felt how it feels to be loved.It was all silent. I didn't know how you came into my life. I didn't hear about our uncertain destiny. I didn't feel the showering filmy romance. I didn't know when you fell for me. I didn't hear lies in your promises. I didn't feel when you took my softness. I didn't know giving up is tough. I didn't hear sounds of dying butterflies. I didn't feel weaving hate of unlove. I didn't know my presence can be worthless. I didn't hear your love promises to someone else. I didn't feel your efforts a=were equal ever to m...

Hey! How's going?  today I am sharing stuff regarding something I have seen people suffering. A few days ago, I was travelling somewhere in the Delhi metro, and as you are a bit active on social media you know how the inside of the metro is. how much space do you get!! apart from the story moving to the real case.  besides me, a girl may be of something 20 she is fighting with her boyfriend over call. so I heard and ignored it. after a few minutes, she started crying, to comfort her I asked if she needed water. she took my water bottle, sipped some, and started explaining how his boyfriend had become unromantic. I stayed silent because I was blank. what to say to her in this situation. After listening to the complete story I got the point that the guy she was in a relationship with was not unromantic. he is the emotionally unavailable one; I know many of us aren't aware of this but this is a condition everyone should be aware of.  sometimes attraction or infat...

                                             Credit: Unsplash   Oh Hi! Can I ask you something? do you still have the same level of friendship with your "Forever imagining best" friend?  If yes, then this post is not for you be; and I must say you are so lucky! keep the bond alive at any cost. good wishes. but if someone can't get over their lost friendship. I want to share something with you. because recently I have been this through. though it's always a long process before moving on from someone but one day you decide not to give them a chance again. you completely move them out of your sight mind and heart. okay so, from school days I never had best friends or a particular group to hang out with. I had good relations with everyone. the same thing goes for intermediate and graduation too. I had some very good people around me who were extremely kind...

Credit: Unsplash                                            Hi, hope you are doing well. I'm here to share stuff, I am really bad at. though I am learning it. Before my point, let me ask you something.  when was the last time you asked for help from someone? when was the last time you shared your stuff with someone? I'm not asking with whom, maybe it's your family your friend, your lover, or a stranger can be anyone, but did you share? was it intentional or did you just spit out randomly? did you feel any guilt sharing that you were holding from the last few days or weeks or months or years? and how are you feeling now? I won't ask if you got any answer, whether your problem is solved or not.  just how you are feeling after sharing what's flinging your chest and blocking your mind from the past few days. okay so, today I am sharing my part. When I realized ...

Picture Credit: Abstract Scriber ଜାଣିଛ ନା,  ଚାନ୍ଦ ମୋର କେତେ ପସନ୍ଦ  ହେଲେ ମୁଁ ଚାନ୍ଦ କୁ ପରିହାସ କରି ତୁମ ପାଇଁ କବିତା ଲେଖେ ନା ଚାନ୍ଦ ରାଗେନା,  ସେ ଜାଣେ ସୁଦୂର ସମୁଦ୍ର ସହ ମିଳନ ସବୁ ନଦୀ ର ସ୍ବପ୍ନ।  ସେ ପାହାନ୍ତି ଗଙ୍ଗଶିଉଳି, ସମସ୍ତେ ସେ ରକ୍ତ ଗୋଲାପ କୁ ଭଲ ପାଆନ୍ତି ବୋଧ ହୁଏ ତୁମେ ଭି । କର୍ତ୍ତବ୍ୟ ରେ ବନ୍ଧା ହୋଇ  ମୁଁ ତୁମ ବିନା ବାସ ରାତି ର ଶେଯ ରେ ସଜେଇ ହେବାକୁ ଚାହେଁନି , ସବୁ ପାହାନ୍ତି ରେ ମୁଁ ତୁମ ପାଇଁ ଅବା ତୁମ ବିନା ଝଡିବାର ଅଭିଳାଷ ମୋର । ପାହାଡ଼ ର ଦକ୍ଷିଣା ପବନ, ଓଃ ତା ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ରେ ମୋର ପୁରା ଶରୀର କମ୍ପି ଉଠେ ଚଞ୍ଚଳ ହେଇ ପଡ଼େ ମନ ଉଡ଼ିଯାଏ ସେ ପକ୍ଷୀ ମାନଙ୍କର କାକଳି ରେ କିନ୍ତୁ ମୁଁ ପ୍ରତିଧ୍ଵନି ରେ ତୁମ କଥା ଜଣାଏ   ମୁଁ ଆପତ୍ତି କରେ , ବିଞ୍ଚି ହେଇ ପଡୁଥିବା ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟାଲୋକ, କଦମ୍ବ ଫୁଲ ର ମହକ  ତୁମ ଆଗରେ କେତେ ଅଲୋଡ଼ା ।  ସବୁ ତୁମେ ଅବା ତୁମ ପାଇଁ,  ପଦେ କବିତା ପଢ଼ିଲେ ବି ତୁମ କଥା ମନେ ପଡେ  ପଦେ କବିତା ଲେଖିଲେ ବି ତୁମ କଥା ଭାବେ  ନା ତୁମେ ଅଜଣା ନୁହେଁ , ଯିଏ ମୋତେ ଚିହ୍ନେ ସେ ତୁମକୁ ବି ଚିହ୍ନେ  ଅଗଣା ରେ ବାସୁ ଥିବା ମଲ୍ଲୀ କଢ ତକିଆ ତଳେ ସାଇତା ସେ ଅଧା ପଢ଼ା ଉପନ୍ୟାସ ବହି ଥାକ ରେ ତୁମ କଥା ଭାବି ଆଣିଥିବା ଘାସ ଫୁଲ ଖାତା ର ଶେଷ ଫର୍ଦ୍ଦ ରେ ଗାରେଇ ହେଇ ଥିବା ଲେଖା...

Credit : UnSplash ତୁମେ ବିସ୍ତାରିତ ନୀଳ ଆକାଶ, ତୁମେ କାଳ ପୁରୁଷ, ତୁମେ ପ୍ରେମିକା ର କାହାଣୀ ଓ ବିଜ୍ଞାନ ର ପ୍ରେମ । ନଭାଶ୍ଚୁମ୍ଭି ଅଟ୍ଟାଳିକା ଠାରୁ ବିଜ୍ଞାନ ର କ୍ରାନ୍ତିକ ସୃଷ୍ଟି  ସମସ୍ତେ ତୁମ ବକ୍ଷ ରେ ଶୋଭା ପାଆନ୍ତି ।   ତୁମ ବିରାଟ ଛାତି ରେ କେତେ ତାରା , ଜହ୍ନ ଭେଟ ହୁଅନ୍ତି ।  ମୁଁ ଈର୍ଷା କରେ, ଭୂଇଁ ରେ ପଡ଼ି ରହିବାର ଦୁଃଖ ରେ ମୋ ପୁରା ଶରୀର କମ୍ପି ଉଠେ ।  ତୁମ ଦେହ ରେ ଶହ ଶହ ପକ୍ଷୀ ଡେଣା ମେଲାନ୍ତି ,  ତୁମେ ଆପଣେଇ ନିଅ ସମସ୍ତଙ୍କୁ  କିନ୍ତୁ କାହାକୁ ବସା ବାନ୍ଧିବାକୁ ଅନୁମତି ଦିଅ ନା।  ବାସ୍ ଏଇ କଥା ପାଇଁ ମୁଁ ଦୂର ଦିଗନ୍ତ ରୁ ଚାହିଁ ରହିଥାଏ ତୁମ କୁ, ବ୍ୟଗ୍ର ହୁଏ ନିଜକୁ ସମର୍ପି ଦେବାକୁ ତୁମ ଠାରେ। ମୋ ପରିଚୟ ? ମୁଁ ପ୍ରଶସ୍ଥ ଗଭୀର ନୀଳ ସମୁଦ୍ର,  ମୁଁ କାହାର ପ୍ରେମିକା ନୁହେଁ, କବିତା ର ଶୀର୍ଷକ କିମ୍ବା ବିଜ୍ଞାନ ର ରଚନା ନୁହେଁ ।  ମୁଁ ଅବକ୍ଷୟ, ଧ୍ଵଂସୀ, ନୀରବ ଓ ସମର୍ପିତା , ମୋ ଚିତ୍କାର ଶୁଣି ମୋତେ ନିଃସହାୟ ବୋଲି କଳ୍ପନା କରନ୍ତି । ମୋ ଦୁଃଖ ରେ ସହାୟ ହୋଇ କେତେ କାହିଁ ଦୂର ରୁ ଆସି ନିଜକୁ ସମର୍ପି ଦିଅନ୍ତି ମୋ ଶରୀର ରେ, ମୋ ଗଭୀରତା କୁ ଅଣଦେଖା କରନ୍ତି, ମୁଁ ତୁମ ଛାତି ରେ ଜହ୍ନ କୁ ଦେଖି ସାରା ରାତି ଅନିଦ୍ରା ରହେ।  କାନ୍ଦିବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରେ, ଶ୍ୱାସରୁଦ୍ଧ ହୋଇଯାଏ, ଅଣ ନିଃଶ୍ୱାସୀ ହୋଇ ମୁଁ ଧରି ରଖ...

Do you remember what you answered when your teachers asked about your aim? Is that what you became that you answered that day? Can you think of what is your favorite to-do work, and do you continue doing this? Probably the answer is a big zero, you became someone your family wanted you to be. And you don't even have enough time to be yourself. No, I don't disagree with anyone's ancestral ambition but I strongly disagree with the process of making it happen. Stimulating someone to put up with your journey is unfair anyway. Financial support is odd but moral support is integral.   ... Home is a place where we can just be ourselves, and be most vulnerable to strip down to nothing even the ugliest of our imperfections. A place where no one judges us for what we are, and what we want to be.  But nothing is exact for two, even 6 is 9 for the opposite. Likewise for some of us, home is a depriving prison. where we can be anything but not ourselves, a place where we are constantly...

Credit: Google When do people ask what you are best at?  People generously answer their job. For example, advocates answer they are good at advocacy. Cooks are good at cooking and so on. But what a mother would answer? Though she is good at everything. Isn't it? Every mother is a masterpiece, God gifted us. For all these years, you have handled everything with patience, you turned a house into a home with your affection and compassion. It seems You did everything possibly perfect. With cooking in one hand and letting me finish my homework on the other, you did everything efficiently and effectively.  When I worried about darkness, you stood beside me and taught me to discover the hidden glow in that gloom. You always have been there for me. When I had to present my tasks and you sat tight for me with your drowsy eyes. we both slept late still I slept for 2 hours more but you didn't. How you can waive off things so easily? When the work-life pressure doesn't let ...

Credit: Pixabay You must be okay!  Haven't spoke in a while. I'm mising listening to your daily rants. I still come back home and sit at my cozy place ; stare the moon. I get up , go to work, return to home, everything seems seamless. I have started yoga, painting and resumed my blogging too. I know you never read any of my writings. i dont write anyone to read me; but once in a while i wanted you to read my words. you know its 18 today.still the midnight stroke of 19 Jan every year reminds me to forget this day. but i coouldn't have do it till now. do you remember the last year evening ! we were planning to meet. anyways leave. if you'll ever read then know i still remember you, every tiny love and hurts remind me of you. every time someone chooses any other over me; i feel the same hurt twice. Anytime someone talks about January my mind suddenly recalls the date 19 only. Its like new years, januaries, resolutions come and go. You also left like the shievri...

Credit: Unsplash Sometimes it feels down, even when the surroundings are quite usual. Having a favourite food doesn't make you excited about your favourite person's presence. Nothing seems promising like everything is falling apart. My heart often utters at midnight "Hell, I want to go far away from all this. I can't tolerate more." However, my feet are bound with the honour of family, what a wonderful bond it is! Each time, it continues for hours and days, and likewise, it becomes a manner to live with this suffocation. Sufferings remain unnoticed for years, and desires go disobeyed often. Yet I have to live. Wait wait, I want to ask, " For whom do I have to live? For myself or the family ?"  But I couldn't ask anyone because it's out of a generous child's space. by hook or crook, I have to be on the threshold of a good child. If I step out of this then only god knows what will happen next. It always feels like I am caged in my c...

Credit: Google This time my little prayers served, God gave me a cure and uttered "Death" and I stuttered "a yes"! Then my cracked heart was tired to beat, My breaths are suffocated to go on, My body is exhausted to carry out life, leaping in the rain or Burning in glares didn't work; I lost in the sky eventually and was saved! Please Don't ask god; where am I? You didn't ask when I was around, Now I am in a place of truth and reality, But it's desolate without some of you; Life doesn't seem the same, but I am resting in peace here! I am not lifeless yet, my body is just reciting  the truth of the universe there; I am still knocking in your heart And wandering in your mind, I may not  answer you back but I can listen to; fragile things caring you around will prevail me! The clingy annoying breeze will take away your sorrow, The drops of rain will wipe all your tears, The shooting star you stare at will fulfil all your wishes, The c...

Credit: Google Crimson baked dusk was crying loud; don't know whether for losing summer or cheering spring! The tears of the gigantic sky rinsed the scorched leaves, Flooded the thirsty earth, Drenched with abundant exhausted eyes, And Soaked the couples in romance! Meanwhile, I was in solace  and getting damped with my heart breaks;  You walked toward me; stood beside me, Together we got wet but took pleasure in the rain ourselves, My absent tone uttered "what" and Suddenly You snatched my hand; pulled me closer,  And whispered in my ears  " You are more elegant than this crescent moon!" Indeed, we never came together again but  I am still seeking you at every sight I meet, Your exhausted wept eyes, an intense voice,  and that million-dollar smile that hides an ocean of sorrow behind,  Is everything I can remember about you! Then I was empty to answer back,  But this time I want to whisper something in your ears, "Can I catch a glimps...

Credit: Abstract Scriber କିଛି କଥା ବୁଝିଗଲେ ଭଲ ଲାଗେ ଆଉ କିଛି ଅବୁଝା, ଅସୀମ ଧୈର୍ଯ୍ୟ ର ସଙ୍ଗର୍ଭ ରେ ଅବ୍ୟକ୍ତ ଏକ ସଭ୍ୟତା ତୁମେ ବାପା । ମା ଜୀବନ୍ୟାସ ଦେଲେ ଆଉ ତୁମେ ଜୀବନ । ବୁଝିହଉଥିବା ସ୍ନେହ ଆଦର ଭିତରେ ତୁମେ ଅବୁଝା ଏକ ଦିଗନ୍ତ ବିହୀନ ପରିପ୍ରେକ୍ଷୀ । ଚର୍ଚ୍ଚା ବିଚର୍ଚ୍ଚା ର କୋଳାହଳ ରେ ନୀରବତା ର ଅସ୍ତିତ୍ବ ର ମୂଲ୍ୟ ବୋଧ ଡେରି ରେ ହୁଏ , ସେପରି ତୁମ ଅନୁପସ୍ଥିତି ରେ ତୁମର ଉପସ୍ଥିତି ର ମୂଲ୍ୟ ବୋଧ ହୁଏ । ଅନନ୍ତ ବ୍ୟାପୀ ନୀଳ ଗଗନ କୁ ଅନୁଧ୍ୟାନ କରିବା ଅସମ୍ଭବ ନୁହେଁ, କିନ୍ତୁ ପ୍ରସ୍ତାବିତ ସମ୍ଭବତା ନୁହେଁ। ବୈଶାଖ ତାତି ରେ ଶୀତଳ ସ୍ଥିର ଶାନ୍ତ ଜହ୍ନ ର ଛାୟା ପରି ତୁମେ ଏକ ଶାନ୍ତିପ୍ରିୟ ଖୋଲା ଆକାଶ । ତୁମ ଚତୁର୍ଦ୍ଧା ଉନ୍ମୁକ୍ତ ନଭ ଆଉ ତଳେ ଆମେ ଆଶ୍ରିତ ପ୍ରାଣୀ ଙ୍କର ମେଳ । ନିର୍ଧୁମ୍ ଶ୍ରାବଣ ଧାରା ରେ ଭିଜିଥିବା କାଦୁଆ ମାଟି ରାସ୍ତା ର ଛିଟା ର ଆତ୍ମୀୟତା ପରି ତୁମ ରାଗ ଅଭିମାନ। ତୁମ ହାତ ଧରି ଚାଲିବା ଶିଖିଛି, ମୁଁ ଝୁଣ୍ଟି ପଡ଼ିଲେ ତୁମ ଉଦାସ ଆଖି ରେ ଏକ ପ୍ରଶସ୍ତ ଅଭିମାନ ଦେଖିଛି। ପ୍ରଥମ କଥା ରେ ବାବା ଡାକିଛି, ମୁଁ ସମାଲୋଚନା ର ଦୀପ୍ତି ଚକ୍ଷୁରେ ବିକ୍ଷିପ୍ତ ଆତ୍ମସମ୍ମାନ ର ପ୍ରତିରକ୍ଷା ପାଇଁ ତୁମ ଠୁ ଗର୍ଜନ କରିବା ଶିଖିଛି। ରକ୍ତଜବା ଗୋଲାପ ଗୁଚ୍ଛ ରେ କଣ୍ଟା ପରି ସମୟ ଚକ୍ର ରେ ପେଶି ହୋଇ ତୁମେ ଶକ୍ତ । ପ୍ରତି ପ୍ରଶ୍ନ ର ପ୍ରତିତ୍ତୋର ରେ ତୁମେ ଜ୍ଞାନକୋଷ ର ଭଣ୍ଡାର ...

Credit: Abstract Scriber ବୈଶାଖ ତାତି ରେ ଦୁର୍ବିସହ ହୋଇପଡ଼ିଛି ପ୍ରକୃତି, ମୂର୍ଚ୍ଛା ଯାଇଛି ସୌନ୍ଦର୍ଯ୍ୟ , ଝାଉଁଳି ଯାଇଛନ୍ତି ସବୁଜ ଯୁଗ ର ବଂଶଧର ମାନେ ।  ବିନିଦ୍ର ବାଲି ନଅର ରେ କଲ୍ଲୋଳ ର ସ୍ୱର ଶୁଭୁଛି । ବିତି ଯାଇଥିବା ଅତୀତ ର ଭୟ ରେ ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ରେ ନୀରବତା ଢେଉ ଖେଳୁଛି । ଆଉ ଗର୍ଜନ କରି ନୀରବତା ଭଙ୍ଗ କରୁଛି ଝାଞ୍ଜି ପବନ, ସତେ ଯେମତି ଅସହାୟ ପ୍ରାଣ ଙ୍କୁ ଅଟହାସ୍ୟ କରୁଛି । ଧୈର୍ଯ୍ୟ ହରା ଶ୍ରୀ ମଣ୍ଡିତ ପ୍ରକୃତି ଶ୍ୱାନ୍ତ , ଧୁଲି ଧୂସର ପତ୍ର ମାନେ ଉନ୍ମୁକ୍ତ ପ୍ରାୟ , ମହୋଦଧି ର ବିରହ ବ୍ୟଥାରେ ରେ ପୂଣ୍ୟତୋୟା ମହାନଦୀ ଜ୍ୱାଳାମୁଖୀ ସାଜିଛି । ଚାତକ ନୟନ ଯୁଗଳରେ ଶ୍ରାବଣ ଧାରା ର ଅଭିପ୍ସା କଡ ଲେଉଟଉଛି । ଯୋଡ଼ା ଯୋଡ଼ା ଆଖିରେ ନିର୍ଧୁମ୍ ଶ୍ରାବଣ ଧାରା ପାଇଁ ବିକଳ ପ୍ରାର୍ଥନା ବୋଧେ ବାରମ୍ବାର ପରାଜିତ । ହତୋତ୍ସାହୀ ମନମୁଗ୍ଧକର ପ୍ରାକୃତିକ ବସ୍ତୁ ମାନେ ପ୍ରତିଶୋଧ ପରାୟଣ ହୋଇ ଉଠିଛନ୍ତି  । ଯୌବନ ର ଅତିଥି ଚର୍ଚ୍ଚା ର ପ୍ରଥମ ପ୍ରେମ ର ରଂଗ ବୋଳା ରଙ୍ଗୀନ୍ ଅତିଥି ମାନେ ଖରା ତାତି ରେ ଭିଜୁଛନ୍ତି । ପ୍ରୀତିବୋଳା ମିଳନ ପାଇଁ ବ୍ୟଗ୍ର ନୂଆ ବୋହୂ ମାନେ ପ୍ରାଣପ୍ରିୟ ମାନଙ୍କ ଅପେକ୍ଷାରେ କ୍ରୁର ବିଧାତା ର ବିଚାର କୁ ନିନ୍ଦୁଛନ୍ତି । ଜୀବନର ଅବସର ପ୍ରାନ୍ତର ଅତିଥି ମାନେ ଯବନିକା ପଡ଼ିସାରିଥିବା କିମ୍ବଦନ୍ତୀକୁ ଗପ ପେଡି ରେ ପସରା ମେଲେଇଛନ୍ତି। ଯୁକ୍ତି ତର୍କ ରେ କମ୍ପମାନ ହ...

Credit: Unsplash ମୁଁ ହଜି ଯିବାକୁ ଚାହେଁ ,  ବେଳାଭୂମି ର ଅମାପ ନୀଳ ସାଗର ଗର୍ଭରେ ତରଙ୍ଗାୟିତ ଢେଉ ରେ  ଅସ୍ତଗାମୀ ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟ ର ବିଞ୍ଚାଡ଼ି ହୋଇ ପଡ଼ୁଥିବା କିରଣ ପରି ,  ଶେଷ ଶ୍ରାବଣ ର ଶେଷ କେଇ ବୁନ୍ଦା ବର୍ଷା ପରି ,  ଯୁଦ୍ଧ ରେ ଜିତିବାର ଗୌରବ ପରି , ପ୍ରଥମ ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ରେ ସରିଯାଉଥିବା ଲାଜ ପରି ,  ମୁଁ ଭାଙ୍ଗିଯିବା କୁ ଚାହେଁ ,  ବସନ୍ତ ଋତୁ ର ପତ୍ରଝଡ଼ା ପରି ,  ପବନ ରେ ଦୋହଲୁଥିବା ବାଇ ଚଢ଼େଇ ବସା ଟି ପରି , ଘଣ୍ଟ ଶଙ୍ଖ ନାଦରେ ନୃତାୟମାନ ମନ ର ଆଳତୀ ଶେଷରେ ନୀରବତା ପରି ,  ପ୍ରେୟସୀ ବିନା ଶକ୍ତ ହୃଦୟ ର ଦୁର୍ବଳତା ପରି , ପ୍ରଥମ ଦେଖା ରେ ମନଗଢା ଦୁଇ ଧାଡ଼ି ଗପ ଟିଏ ପରି , ମୁଁ ଲୁଚି ରହିବାକୁ ଚାହେଁ , ଶୀତ ସକାଳ ର ମେଘ ମାଳ ରେ ଲୁଚକାଳି ଖେଳୁଥିବା ଖରା ତାତି ପରି ,  ପ୍ରେମିକ ହୃଦୟରେ ପ୍ରଥମ ପ୍ରେମିକାର ମନଖୋଲା ହସ ର ବାସ୍ନା ପରି ,  ଏକାକୀ ମନ ର ଜହ୍ନ ତାରା ସହ ସମ୍ପର୍କ ପରି , ସମୟକୁ ବଶ କରି ରଖିଥିବା ତୁମ ଛାତି ର ଉଷ୍ମତା ପରି ,  ଭୋର ସକାଳ ରେ କପେ ଚା ରେ ଟିକେ ଅଧିକ ଚିନି ପରି ,  ଜହ୍ନ ରେ ଥିବା କଳଙ୍କ ଟିକକ ପରି ,  କିନ୍ତୁ ମୁଁ କିଛି କ୍ଷଣ ଆଉ ବଞ୍ଚିବାକୁ ଚାହେଁ , ପଲିଥିନ ଜରି ରେ ଲାଗିରହିଥିବା ଶେଷ ବର୍ଷା ବିନ୍ଦୁ ପରି ,  ପଦ୍ମ ପତ୍ର ରେ ଦୋଳାୟମାନ କାକର ଥୋପା ପରି , ବିସର୍ଜନ ରେ ଶେଷ ମନ୍ତ୍...

Credit: Google Are you really fine with having no one as your partner? "Hey, folks! , Hey guys! "  Very well-known words we all heard in every interval of the break. but still, some don't have nobody to wait for, neither they wait for somebody. When teachers, seniors, and classmates crack 6thcompliments as "Hey you bestos" the agenda of living alone fails. When you got someone to understand your eye expressions, you are really lucky. If you got someone to give excuses together to bunk the work hours, I just can't say how lucky you are to have a partner for real!  Paying bills is not a big deal, but sharing pizza or tiffins is a big deal. It feels so good to have their pieces of food. "Sharing is caring" turns very true.  Some people don't have groups, they don't have friends to call hey groupie or buddy, or neither to call by. But it doesn't mean that they don't want to be called, they also dream of having a friend, a be...