Cicadas
5.45 am.
Cicadas and sparrows chirp together under a purple sky. A train comes to the station in the small town of Lafayette. There comes the piercing note of the horn, the roar of the diesel engine, the decelerating clack-clack of the wheels on the joints in the rail and finally, the squeel of steel wheels on steel rail as it comes to a stand still. It will start again, in a minute, to another destination. It strongly beckons a lonely non-passenger to hop on and come away with it. The non-passenger thinks for a minute, "Birds are shining, sun is singing, life is good here". The train doesn't wait a minute longer and the moment's gone..
Maybe I could start writing my thoughts and feelings again, without the cringing jealousy at the idea of anyone else but me reading them. Platitudes are not a valid currency in my life anymore. Because life is difficult without ready-made templates, it makes me green with envy to see anyone wanting to trade in that currency, when I have to pay with my own hard-sought words. Perhaps I should write "although my words are not that great" over here and punctuate the nouns with "lowly", but I don't want to apologize for being myself, just to accommodate the indigestibility of others. I write my first words in a long time, at the break of a new day - my associate none other than my shadow, my muse none other than the cicadas, my inspiration none other than a sunrise. Translating one last time: Please don't express your pity, dismay, congratulations, thank-you's and hate-you's. I won't accept them.
Cicadas and sparrows chirp together under a purple sky. A train comes to the station in the small town of Lafayette. There comes the piercing note of the horn, the roar of the diesel engine, the decelerating clack-clack of the wheels on the joints in the rail and finally, the squeel of steel wheels on steel rail as it comes to a stand still. It will start again, in a minute, to another destination. It strongly beckons a lonely non-passenger to hop on and come away with it. The non-passenger thinks for a minute, "Birds are shining, sun is singing, life is good here". The train doesn't wait a minute longer and the moment's gone..
Maybe I could start writing my thoughts and feelings again, without the cringing jealousy at the idea of anyone else but me reading them. Platitudes are not a valid currency in my life anymore. Because life is difficult without ready-made templates, it makes me green with envy to see anyone wanting to trade in that currency, when I have to pay with my own hard-sought words. Perhaps I should write "although my words are not that great" over here and punctuate the nouns with "lowly", but I don't want to apologize for being myself, just to accommodate the indigestibility of others. I write my first words in a long time, at the break of a new day - my associate none other than my shadow, my muse none other than the cicadas, my inspiration none other than a sunrise. Translating one last time: Please don't express your pity, dismay, congratulations, thank-you's and hate-you's. I won't accept them.
54 Comments:
helloo .... hello hell hel he h....
bah khub shundur echo hoyto aikhane :p
yes ive been here. looking at u posting stuff, then deleting it, then posting it again. watsup.
heyy... you are playing tricks now and making me look dumb.. you just wrote this comment under the post "Mother said it's all in your head". i replied. now u deleted that comment and wrote it here. not fair. oi post a amar reply ta looks stupid...
lol.. like u have the whole world watching u?
well,, sooner or later your blog is going to hit the box office ... and then i'll look dumb. see i make sense dont i?
its not gona. i know how to shift my place in space. lol. i dont want a lot of readers.. agoraphobic!
guess what? i have that too. Nowadays i get dizzy if i go to big malls, big wedding ceremonies. i cant stand the look of sooo many people walking everywhere around me, then big places...difficult to focus at one point. it seems all haywire to me and i get dizzy. that's part of the reason i am not in fb. its too crowded and people are too much concerned about their image, who has a better bigger more colorful profile,, who looks good, and ato gula applications... seems like an artificial jungle to me
u have to tune out. because that's wat the rest of the world is gona look like. the billboards r the ads that keeps popping up on faceook. but u have to have ur own haven somewhere. but dont get stuck in it.
well, best of luck to you in fb. im happy in twitter...
nice. uve caught the other bug.
well, that is a pretty strong comment for someone who doesn't use twitter. nice.
i think i tried that. i dont see how thats so hot.
its not hot at all. thats why i am using it. its calm, less crowdy, less pollution, simple.
http://twitter.com/MeroonR
http://www.wix.com/MeroonR/MeroonzWorld - my photoblog
I wana go back on what you said, how is "nice. uve caught the other bug" a "pretty strong comment"?
bah, you are calling twitter a bug. and i happen to enjoy twitter because i dont think its a bug, or a virus, or an artificial jungle or anything of that sort. and hence the comment "a pretty strong comment"
Do you take offence easily or is it just a penchant for argument?
lol. i like arguing with you with logic. i never take anything you say as offensive. bujlen?
Had to be one or the other.
lol. that's quite obvious. isn't it? for arguments sake... lets see you try giving a third reason.
The housewife syndrome: You are bored out of your mind.
me... me ?? see, you are the girl here.. so if anyone is going to face the housewife syndrome, its you. me logical see. its only obvious that it will be one of the two. but u still have to play smart and take credit for saying "it has to be one of the two." this is what housewife's do you know. they do this to get attention.
I don't understand why the word "bug" has to bear negative connotation. Ladybug is a bug and yet nursery children read stories of that series. Caterpillars are bugs but they become butterflies. Transmitters or "bugs" help you trace people using satellite reflections. The Beetles are named after a bug but they are a music sensation!
The term midwife refers to a special kind of skilled people who help in childbirth. Men can also be midwives, and when they are, they are NOT called midhusbands. Housewife is a universal word and it doesn't mean the bearer of the said title has to be feminine.
As for why I said "Had to be one of the two." I was not trying to be smart, not separately. You asked me in your earlier comment, "bujhlen?" which serves no purpose other than to slightly belittle the other, as though it might be difficult for me to grasp the idea. I was simply trying to offset that. In other words, wasn't JUST "trying" to sound smart.
well, when you put it the way you just put it, its cool. but that's not the way you said it. so yah, you might try to use your talent to play around with words and logic, you lose in this fight lady. but ur first example of "ladybug being a bug and yet children liking it" doesn't make sense. i'll have to give a dirty example here. kids enjoy a lot of things, they even enjoy putting their hands into their own poo and go "dada, gaga, gugu, yum yum". so that doesn't mean poo is anything positive. yahhHH. beat that.
Well it's a nasty habit of some ill-trained debaters to refer to shit when all else fails, so I don't really blame you. I beseech you to lather yourself with your pity that you left in the other comment, now is a good time. Ladybug is a series of children's books, please reread, can you not argue if you are in a hurry and are likely to make mistakes? This is not a competition you know.
i know ladybug is a series of children's books. kids enjoy bug stories, poos, spitting, mucus, and so many other stuffs. but this doesn't help you in your previous argument in any way. accept it lady. i might be ill trained, but ur illogical and poorly crafted comments are a no match...
Read the comment I made about "bugs not necessarily being a negative connotation" in which I gave several offhand examples. That was in response to your vehement and caustic reaction to my calling twitter a bug. There WAS no debate because bug has as much negativity attached to it as does "the Internet", which is just another ambivalent word. So your unusual reaction could only mean, that you have a penchant for argument OR you're as bored as a housewife.
oh how crafty you are. and you keep on pushing. you fascinate me. come on now. when you wrote "nice. uve caught the other bug." most certainly you were pochafying it as i pochafyed fb. now u r making so much up just to cover up for it. its so obvious. but i like you fighting spirit. its nice, though pointless.
On the same vein, it is starkly noticeable how you went on the offensive when I said "you've caught the other bug". When I said "its not so hot" you ofcourse had to deny that and say, Nay, it isn't [paraphrased], deliberately ignoring the fact that celebrities have been using it as the new "It" thing. Such a high degree of attachment towards Twitter can be because you created Twitter? No. Twitter saved your life? Possibly. Bored out of your mind? Most likely and almost definitely.
As for me being crafty, don't be surprised. Don't be fascinated, or be enthralled by my skills or fighting spirit. I'm telling you before hand to expect it. I also have to admire how you express your amazement over and over. It is not amazement, but just another one of your dramatic ways to say, hey I didn't expect that from YOU. Well, you can only be surprised so many times.
And did I say I admire how you express your amazement? By admire, I meant "don't admire".
:)
good night. get some sleep. sweet dreams..
Much better. I see you learnt.
:)
roja kemon jacche ?
uneventful, ektao rakhinai
ok. i am not religious as well. but roja rakhi plus trying to say my prayers too, for completely personal and selfish reasons. jara shuni roja rakhena, oder k ai kothatae boli. may b u cud try it too if u r as selfish as i am in these regards. lol. o allah maf koro. chinta korey dekho kibhabe aigula benifit dey
wow ur still here! well wen people ask me, i tell them that im not fasting. and its not like ami roja rakhina. more like, ami roja rakhinai. lol.there's a bit of a difference.
oh and i wouldn't say "I'm not religious" either. Stop labelling me man.
lol. u cud have pointed out the difference b4. wud have saved me a lot of words.
I did now. You could thank me for saving you a lot more words.
u r witty, rn't u.
You're slow, arent u.
there you go again.
whose slow now... gotcha. u got stuck with my reply.
i didn't say whether being witty is good or bad. i am just stating facts. facts only point to facts. it doesn't mean anything else.
See when I "not go again", you have to think that I'm stumped. And I honestly thought "witty" was meant in a sarcastic way. I mean, if you call this witty, then you should never be a standup comedian!! Or be in an impromptu like in Whose Line Is It Anyway. Cool show.
I gota go now because unlike Dhaka-land, its night time and I have a day job!
hi.. Eid Mubarak.
Eid Mubarak :)
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