A few unspoken thoughts....

[Elektra]

Life is a cross road of meadows, where we encounter different types of people, where we gather new experiences...

onek kichhui thake jegula kauke bola jay na--othoba bola hoye othe na...kintu lekha jay--diary te....ajke theke eita amar diary, jekhane ami mon khule likhbo....i'll write abt my bright sides, i'll write abt my dark sides..abt da hurddles i'll be passing through....

i may not write everyday...but i'll always write abt the significant things happening to me....

[dark_saint]

BEST OF LUCK

[Elektra]

One question I've always asked myself...."Who am I...?" Sometimes i fail to recognise myself...I answer myself with fake "i dont know"s....but deep down inside me, I do....

I am me...an imperfect individual, full of flaws--trying to cover up my imperfectness..trying to make up for my flaws....I am one of those individuals who can differentiate between whats wrong n whats rite...i know whats goo n whats bad...yet, at times i forget that there is a fime line existing between rite n wrong....

I walk...walk alone....now n then i do have company...i have my moments...but then again at the end of the day when the moments r gone im alone.....

I think to myself....we live, we love....people come into our lives n touch our lives...they stay with us for sometime and then they move on....but while they r here, they show us, they tell us, they make us realise who we actually are....they make us feel special...and then one fine day thay leave...and once again we are alone....

back to square one....back to starting from the scratch....all over again...

[Elektra]

As i look back down the memory lane, a strange nostalgia grips me and overwhelms me...memories of a long lost time still haunt me...the memories cast powerful shadows in my path and obscure my way, refusing to let me go on with life.....

i want to move ahead...i try...but something from the past holds me back....i try to forget...the pain , the misery, the happiness which belonged to me....i dont want to live with those memories, because i know they wont let me move on with life....

those days, those nights, those moments, still come into my dreams every night, whatever i do, wherever i go, they are with me all the time : 24/7...
i go to places, i meet new people, i do new things,but the past doesnt leave me...its like an unbreakable curse which has come upon me....

...........dont know what awaits me........dont know what my lies in my fate....

[Elektra]

Motamoti bhaloi gelo din ta...class chhilo amar fav. teacher er tarpor boomers e lunch korte gelam shobai.tarpor abar class.

Aajke onek din por brishti te bhijlam...class theke ferar shomoy brishti shuru holo...amra tin friends mile rickshaw e uthlam r bhijte bhijte ashlam bashay...bhaloi laglo....

ajke mon ta onek urru urru korchhe...bashay boshe achhi r bhabchhi ajke theke raater bela porrte boshte hobe...kintu jani, bhaba porjontoi shesh...

bashay thakte ektuo ichhe korchhe ne...ghure berate mon chachhe...daana mele diye urrte ichha korchhe....kintu shombhob na...kibhabe urrbo? amar to r pakhaa nei....

mejaj ta aste aste kharap hochhe...mmm, na, mejaj bolle bhool hobe...mon ta kharap hote shuru korchhe. bhalo lagchhena ekla bikele ghore boshe thakte, kintu ki r korar...ei to jibon, shob shomoy ja chai ta to r kora jayna, amader cholte hoy niyom moto...majhe majhe niyom bhanga boro kichhu na..kintu amar problem holo amar niyom mante kokhonoi bhalo lagena...tao mante hoy...

jodi shobshomoy jokhon jeta ichha hoto korte partam...koto odbhut shundor hoto tahole jibonta, taina??

[dark_saint]

AMAR MATHA CHULKAY

EITA ONEK KOTHIN STORY.....

KEEP IT UP...BUT DONT CRY WHILE U WROTE...DIS IS AN ADVICE.

[Elektra]

din ta shuru holo onno bhabe...amar chhoto bhai ghum theke daak dilo...bollo amar shathe ekjon net e kotha bolte chay....

ei ekjon ta amar past er keu...jaake niye onek shopno chhilo, jaake niye akashchumbi chinta bhabna kortam....jaake ekhono roj shopne dekhi....

jaihok, kotha bollam kichhukhon....firey gelam shei aager shomoy e ...kichhukhoner jonno....

abar shei chinta gulo mone bhir korlo--jegulo niye protidin bhabi, je gulo niye beche achhi....achha, emon keno holo? jibone jei jinish ta shobche beshi cheyechhi, shetai keno hariye fellam?

....shob hariye shesh porjonto ami nijekei hariye felechhi....ekhon r nijeke khuje paina...ami ekhon nijeke nije chinte parina...beche achhi karon amake beche thakte hobe...r karor jonno na hok, amar ma er jonno...

amake shobai onek ador kore...onek manush amar jonno onek care kore. emon oneke achhe amar jibone jara amar jonno onek care kore, amake khushi rakhar chesta kore shobshomoy....kintu tobuo keno ami reality accept korte parina? keno ami otit niye beche achhi?keno ami nijeke firiye ante parina?

i know i should live in the present, but still im living in the past...i know i have to move on...but still im walking back in time...the world around me has changed...but why cant i change....? .....why....?

[dark_saint]

[Elektra]

Dont know why today my thoughts are turning towards my O'level chemistry teacher, Nurul Islam sir. he taught me chemistry, but more than that he taught me abt life...He made me see a lot of things which people cant see because of pride and prejudice. H e taught me abt the subtle things in life which often go unnoticed.

he enlightened me by showing how time can change people...he taught me to see beyond people's masks....it is also from him that i've learnt abt how to understand people, how to see things from different points of views, he showed me that people cant be and shouldnt be judged by their weakest moments....he showed me that there are more ways than to stand against agression...

Perhaps that is why i never judge people simply by their outlooks....i owe a lot to my teacher because he helped me become a better person.And perhaps without his aid i would never have known myself the way i do now..


Tai bhabi: protita manusher jibone hoyto emon kichhu manush ashe jara taader bhalo manush hote onuprerona dey...jara amader utshaho dey shot bhabe beche thakar....emon manush jodi prithibite arektu beshi thakto, tahole ekhane beche thakte hoyto ato shongram korte hoto na...

[dark_saint]

ppl Have Lots Of Chemistry In Their Brain...wht They Do With ? Some Ppl Use Chemistry For Their Own, And Also Use Chemistry To Cheat Another...but Don't Use For The Welfare Of Any Human's Life, And Also Themselves...