With all the limitless spirit of joy
Let’s fly…..let’s celebrate the unbound taste of freedom
Captured from “Poush Shongkranti” (পৌষ সংক্রান্তি) or “Shakrain” festival in Sakharibazar, Old Dhaka, Bangladesh. This festival is celebrated at the end of Bengali month “Poush” and marked with flying kites, fire spitting, music dance and a lot of other things.
With all the limitless spirit of joy
Let’s fly…..let’s celebrate the unbound taste of freedom
Captured from “Poush Shongkranti” (পৌষ সংক্রান্তি) or “Shakrain” festival in Sakharibazar, Old Dhaka, Bangladesh. This festival is celebrated at the end of Bengali month “Poush” and marked with flying kites, fire spitting, music dance and a lot of other things.
In life whoever is alive, has his own way of living.
No matter he is a president of a country or a beggar in the street.
The principle of living is similar in everywhere.
A local betel leaf seller selling betel leaf in his small shop.The betel leaf used to chew along with areca nut, and tobacco mixture. The human face on the top of a box, is a very popular tobacco mixture called, Hakimpuri Jorda. Chewing the mixture of areca nut and betel leaf is a tradition, custom or ritual which dates back thousands of years from India to the Pacific. In bangladesh its a very popular item for the elderly people.
Life wherever it belongs has its own verse
Has its own stanza and aroma
These peoples are in pottery from generations after generations.
They have their songs…the songs of their life.
Which keep them smile, which keep them alive with the symphony they found in clay.
Not all beauty are meant for pleasure.
Not all pleasure can’t explode our heart with joy.
Some beauties are like a curse
Some are lethal for the living beauty.
I do not know what still awaits
Or what the morrow brings;
But with the glad salute of faith,
I hail its open wings.
It may be the hardiest year we have known,
But it will be the happiest
Life you had, is the life we have
The time you were, is the time we are
Simplicity of life which we are enjoying, is what you lost.
Hope 2012 will bring all the essence, flavour and the aroma of life that we lost in 2011.
Happy New Year
Together we have a story….A story of imminence.
Together we form a bond…..A bond with light
Together we have an affair.…..An affair so pure and true.
…..and together we create a world
……A world of shadow.
Life you had, is the life we have
The time you were, is the time we are
Simplicity of life which we are enjoying, is what you lost.
