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An Ode to a Gruesome Society

Scene 1
She was struggling with her dresses and dignity when a lunatic one driven by cruel libido, was trying to destroy her sanctity. The members of her clan in that vicinity  choose to keep mum  as they thought it was just because of her fashion priority.
Scene 2
A lady, who choose to balance between family and work,  was stopped from doing so by a libidinous jerk. No one cared to stand by her,  in the fear of facing lethal attack. Scene 3
In a misty morning , a cold body of a whore,  was lied on street's pitch floor. Scars were proving clear it was because of lust But, each one there were vowed to accuse her past.
Scene 4
The streets and landmarks are tired of candle vigil. Such grotesque things have nothing to do in this raw deal. Self-confidence has only the power to heal as we have adopted by-standing during violence as a lifestyle skill.

Emergence of an Anachronism

As a ninety kid I can clearly remember that I was a sincere reader of my Bengali textbook "Kisholoy" throughout my primary school days. Many "poor fellow" (as some sophisticated and cultured people used to tag us) like me can easily remember the bewitching impact of "Baburam Sanpure", "Muniram Munshi" and the lobsters and crabs dwelling in "Pakrashi der kankra doba" in their  childhood days. Crazy activity and thoughts of those characters used to make our days more joyous. In those fine days many of us faced various kinds of verbal attacks from our "so called sophisticated" members of society. They used to accuse us of being attracted towards bad culture and social backwardness as well, just for being a student of those vernacular medium free primary schools. They cannot but be surprised after knowing about our lunatic craze for "Gupi Gain Bagha Bain", "Gopal Bhar" and "Abdul Majhi" instead of &q…