Have Faith. Write about the consequences of having faith in something, or someone. Does it go well? Or does it crash and burn? Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.

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The Real Faith in You OH Lord

As we all live in the desert of human ignorance,

where the stream of knowledge has lost its way,

It is not strange that millions of mind raise

these questions, if having faith in you, Oh Lord, sway

the people to fight against each other and declare a crusade

that consequences thousands of innocent people’s bloodshed

If belief in you shatter the base of humanism in the name of religion,

If it inspires the human being to bathe in the river of crimson.

When we go through the books of different religions,

the fallacy of these questions show its face.

As the books of neither Hindus nor Islam nor Christians,

declare the crusade against the human race.

Every religion teach us the lessons to embrace all human,

and spread over the world the reign of love and compassion.

For the noble teaching of tolerance forgiveness,

and to remove the barriers of human beings and clear the darkness,

The Lord Christ embraced the cross,

But Alas! the meaning of their sacrifice completely loss

as the distortion of the religious doctrines by some psycho-leaders,

fill this beautiful earth with the poison of violence

and we are in a dilemma who will be the redeemers.

I know as the different rivers coming from different sources mingle to a single ocean,

Oh, Lord! you are the estuary of the stream of all the religion.

Having Faith in you means love towards all the human,

and the children irrespective of all background and nation.

Oh, Lord! I know as the sun shining in the sky remove the darkness.

the real faith in you, enlighten our mind and fill it with unending happiness.

All the irony of fate and pain of the mind

will be forgotten, faiths those are blind

will be removed, as we know then

all attempts of the achievements will be in vain

without your will, as we all are the puppet of your hand,

and you are the puppeteer

We all dance as you command.

The real faith in you reveals the futility of the earthly desire,

nobody will remain with us forever,

Neither our family nor our friends

will stay with us till the last.

Here we all came alone and will have to go alone

Only you will remain with us in the next world’.

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Challenge of the Week CXXIX

Angels and Demons. Choose one, and write from their perspective, or about them. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.

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Angels and Demons

It was a Fullmoon Saturday night, and we enjoyed the mesmeric breeze of the river Ganges with little Ema who always wander in the world of fantasy and bookish world where angels and demons fight with each other to establish one's dominions. Question regarding their existence that arises in Ema's little mind made us compel to think and confer our opinions before her, and we truly enjoy the discussion.

We were four then - Me, Mr Bose, Laura and Alam. Laura among us fictional a little bit and belief in their existence. I don't want to say that she is childish, but it would be better to say she likes fiction and mythology, and belief that everything written in those books can not be wrong. On the contrary, Alam is a man of science while Mr Bose of Philosophy.

Ema began the discussion by sharing the stories she had read until then as far as her brain could memorise.

Laura was close to her as usual as she could relate her thinking with little Ema.

'You have read a lot of books Ema, and I, too, think they exist'

'And demons always are defeated by the angels'

'Yes, Ema, that's true. Good always conquers over evils'

'But all demons are not evil some are good'

'Yes God never does injustice to them.'

'But some demons are the prey of their fate.'

'You are right Ema, just as Meghnath in Ramayana epic. If we think in this way that he fought for his father and country, he can not be considered unrighteous but if we see in this direction that he fought in support of the evil, his deed was wicked one. There are several examples like this, Ema.'

Here Alam interrupted,

' What are you discussing about, and what for you, Laura. Ema may be a little girl. You shouldn't mislead her. Do you believe in this 21st century all of these nonsenses?'

'Calm down, Alam ', Mr bose entered into the discussion-

'Both of you are correct in your stand.'

He went on-

'Ema, angels and demons both are within ourselves. The dark side in our mind implies demons and bright one implies angels. Now it completely depends on us which side we should awake. If we choose our good sides and positive thinking, we awake angels of our mind, and if we negatively lead ourselves and do any misdeed that would be harmful to others, we awake demon of our mind. All epics and story are just reflections of these two opposite sides of our mind.'

Mr bose continued to shower his philosophy-

'Ema, think about great men like Mother Teresa, Don Bosco, Nanak, Kabir etc. to whom we revered. They all awake angel of their mind. On the contrary men like Hitler awake demon of their minds.'

'In this world human being of this two different psychology exist and clashes between them is inevitable. Whole human civilisation witnessed this collision of good and evil; of positive and dark sides.'

'Positive thinking is with the betterment of others, and dark sides connected with the higher ambition and hunger of power, and achieve it by bulldozing all of them who may be a thorn of his path and be prosperous by deceiving others.'

Ema felt bored with this long lecture and turned to me- ' what's your view, uncle'

'Oh yes, why are you silent, speak out' Mr Bose ironically said.

Now it's my turn. I went on-

' I am neither a man of science or philosophy, nor I believe in mythology. My approach is realistic here. Here I just want to share with you a lecture that I heard from one of my professors that stir my mind until now when I think about it. Listen carefully.....', I went on-

'Different situation gives different definitions of angels and demons. To a hungry and thirsty person, his hunger and thirst are demons and who satisfy it are angels. To a merchant who always cares about money, none but profit-givers are angels to him. Poor people consider them as angels who serve them and distribute money or other needs to them. Powerful persons consider them as angels for whom their hunger of power would be satisfied. Thus all people have their stereotype of angels and demons'.

'After all, the human being is controlled by interest and self-interest determine the definition of angels and demons'.

Mr Bose could not counteract the argument nor Alam and Laura did.

And the chapter is closed.

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Challenge of the Week CXX

Plummeting Thoughts. Thoughts you have as you fall to your inevitable doom. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.

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The inevitable Doom

As the clouds have covered the shining light of the blazing sun, the flourishing credit and cherish coming from the surroundings after achieving an excellent grade or number in the theory based machinery education system of India shed our mind with the illusion of dull self-appreciation throwing us in the world of darkness from where we can not see the reality of practical field especially regarding to job market and that is what happened to me.

In school, we were taught, "As the survival of the fittest is the eternal rule of this world, you have to survive here competing with others" and what was the measurement of selecting this "fittest pupils" - simply the grade or number. Who scored better regarded as superior to others. Here to get scores or grade we had to memorise either some hard copy materials or books or teacher's damn notes. Free thinking, expressing your own views and obtaining practical knowledge had a very little place there. We hardly remember that teachers tell us how to use the knowledge they taught us in the practical field. Pen and paper or chalk and duster speak the last words.

A group of pupils including me were admired for achieving a good score or adapting ourselves to this damn system and the rest were admonished for not doing well. It, no doubt, gave us a self-satisfaction that subconsciously kept us far away from reality and limited our knowledge to the world of books or some existing information.

It inevitably caused the downfall of our career as time goes by. After completing schools when we faced the real world and discovered a completely new type of competition where practical and diverse knowledge is obvious then it was quite seemed to us the bolt from the blue. We were at a loss and as one can not see anything in the midst of fogs, we were unable to see any light in the midst of this darkness.

In the meantime, I met some schoolmates all of whom found jobs, one of them is engineer, one doctor and the rest are in banks and offices. They all are those students who hardly receive the appreciation of teachers. When they, in turn, asked me "what do you do". Embarrassment takes a new turn.

I remain silent for sometimes and then replied, " I am in search of a job".

I do not know what did they think about me but some words of them compel me to think that the academic world is quite different from the practical world.

Here no syllabus exists and whatever appreciated the practical skill, not some damn marks or grade. People who have creative power and spirit to do something will be the "fittest" and rest will be the loser.

In school, we are not told to focus on marks and grade by memorizing some theories or reading materials and are not allowed to wander in the island of thinking where we can test those things whatever we read in the book that helps us to do something of our own or create a new thing. The inevitable result is that we can not embrace the environment of the practical field where skill and creative power determine your position and are thrown in the darkness of failure, stress and depression.

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Challenge of the Month VI: April

Something to Lose. What does it feel like to cherish something or someone with every fiber of your being? Is it terrifying, as though any second it could disappear? Or is it a source of comfort, solid ground to stand on, an anchor? Write about having something to lose. $100 purse to the winner. The best entries will be shared with publishers. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.

Abhinaba007

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Fear of losing family

As a cub who has just lost his mother forever is always in fear of what will be happened with him as the warm touch of love and motherly affection has gone and he has to survive now alone keeping himself safe from the predators and satisfying his hunger by collecting the foods; I have always wandered in the world of fear of losing any member of my families that includes not only my parents but also my maternal uncle, ants and their daughter i.e. my elder sister, as I know without them I have also lost the cordial relationship and the warm family bond that is enough to throw me in the world of darkness of depression as the unpropitious cub.

Fate or Destiny can play any cruel game with anyone as we are all the puppet of its hand. Although a lot of religious scriptures tell us that family bond is nothing but a mere illusion but it is impossible for us to get rid of it.

People with whom I grew up, who were always with me in my good or bad time- when the stress, depression, panic or other ill feelings subjugated my mind as the darkness of cloud dominate the firmament during the monsoons; whose warm touch, sympathy and compassion help me to remove the memory of all mishaps and give my mind a new light of hope as rainbow appears in the sky after the rain is over- how can I forget them?

How can I forget those times I spent with them, those enjoyable moments which I get as the best gift of my life - their loving, caring and sometimes frightful attitude when I did something seriously wrong?

When I went in the wrong direction or did something which might have an adverse effect on me; my mom and maternal always interrupt.

They admonished me, slapped me or struck me with a stick or did every possible thing to show me the right way. But truly, now I feel that the love and empathy hidden in the mother's stick will not be gained anywhere in this world. Mother should be the living God for everyone and her lap is the real heaven on this earth. Who wants to lose it or who wants to be deprived of her divine blessings- a blessing only can be compared with the blessings of the god.

My father is also an extremely important person to me as from the very childhood he protects me from every possible threat and took extensive care for everything regarded to me- my health, education and choice. He not only gifted me a lovely childhood but also uncountable memorable moments. I can not even imagine losing his presence- his words, movements or steps and my argument and disapproval with him regarding different issues.

At last, come to my lifelong adviser-my maternal uncle and elder sister. Especially regarding education, my maternal uncle became my main guide who gives all valuable advice in every step of my life. He was always aware of what school I should admit, what private tutor or institutions I should choose for best learning. My elder sister also advised me in these cases.

I know cruel destiny will take them one day and throw me in the world of darkness where stress and depression accompany me instead of love and sympathy and that's why I am terrified for those days when I lose them.

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