They never feel ashamed to touch 8 year's soft...innocent breast.... Even they never glanced others All were animals then... I know they will not stop Today they will find a new... But let's stop these together With tears in our eyes...a few...
When two hearts break... Do you know who win??? The egos win...your esteems win.. The story wins...the tragedy wins... And above all... The Reality wins...
When your perspective change..u can go beyond mind..
Because of your deep contemplation...
Your existence vanishes.. You vanish... Your locality vanish... You don't find you are here... You are everywhere... The entire creation lies within you... You are one... with that uniting existence....
Heart has formed during 1st month of pregnancy... So no one is heartless... The different lies in someone has sold it...someone kept it securely... Secretly...
The superiors in this world has grown up on account of engulfing who couldn't flourish... So the battle is now in between selection and sacrifice... But who is actually superior??? This is the central confusion... To which...all other curiosities adhere...
If world is a playground... Then Indians will surely go for the audience...because.... From childhood we all are passionate for "Armchair-Criticism"... So the credibility gap always increase and increase... Days...after...days
বিধাতা যখন পুরুষ তৈরি করেন...তখন গুরু...ঝুলি ভর্তি পুঁথি আর তত্ত্ব... আর মেয়েদের বেলা মাস্টারিতে জবাব দিয়ে.. হয়ে উঠেছেন আর্টিস্ট... তখন শুধুই তুলি আর রঙ্গের বাক্স....