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পড়ে শুধু আমি, নিঃসঙ্গ একাকী নিরালায়।

কালস্রোতের অনন্ত অন্ধকার ভেদ করে

স্বপ্ন স্বর্গের ভাসমান উজ্জ্বল মোহনায়।

জন্ম, মৃত্যু, তো পৃথ্বীর চিরায়িত খেল।

কেউ কী খুঁজেছে দোঁহের অবিচ্ছেদ্য মেল?

কেউ কী দেখেছে দিবারাত্রির নিত্য খেলা?

কেউ কী বুঝেছে এদের অবিচ্ছেদ্য লীলা?

ব্যাথা তবু জাগে নিরন্তর শ্লেষে,

অনঅভিপ্রেত বিচ্ছেদের দুর্বিষহ ক্লেশে।

মরণের দ্বারে বসে জীবনের সামসুরা

মোহ মুক্তির প্রাচীন সনাতন অন্তরা।

কেউ তো শেখায়নি এর মাহাত্ম্য

অন্ধকার থেকে আলোয় ফেরার অর্থ।

ক্ষয়িষ্ণু জীবন বাঁচার অভিলাষে

তিল তিল করে মরণের ক্লেশে।

অবলুপ্ত চেতনার নিশ্চিত অন্তে।

কে তুমি রবি, আঁকবে কালকের ছবি

সীমা অসীমের ভেদাভেদ ভুলে?

অনন্ত বিশ্ব, আঁকে ভাঙা গড়ার খেল

কোন অনন্তে খুঁজছ অসীমের মেল?

 

অনন্ত তো জাগ্রত চেতনার স্বত্বা

খুঁজেছ কী তাঁর সীমাহীন গভীরতা?

সীমা অসীম একই আত্মা।

তোমার মধ্যেই স্ফুরণ সব স্বত্বা।

স্বপ্ন দেখেছি

স্বপ্ন দেখেছি গাছের শীতলে

তোমার বাসন্তী বেশে।

এলোচুলে কৃষ্ণকায়া দেহের

মধুমাখা সুবাসে।

বিস্তৃত ধরণির ধূলিকণা মেখে

তোমার চুলের হাসনুহানার গন্ধ মেখে

কামাতুর স্নান করেছি তোমার সুবাসে

অধরা অছোঁয়া জাগ্রত ধামে।

স্বপ্ন বিহ্বল অকৃত্রিম চিরায়িত কামে।

অবারিত কমাতুর ললসা

জাগায় রিপুর জিঘাংসা

মেকি অনাবিল আনন্দ নিকেতেনে।

ফুটফুটে স্বপ্ন, চতেনার নিবন্ধে

ফোটে অকৃতিম নয়ন রঙের মাদকতা।

কে তুমি যাতনাময়?

নব অভ্যুদয়ে সদা সদয়…

কে তুমি দয়াময় নতুন চেতনায়

শেখালে স্বপ্ন, ভূলোক, দ্যুলোকের অঙ্ক?

কে তুমি দেখা দিলে আজ সাঁঝে?

শীতের পরশে নতুন হরষে।

জাগাতে কল্লোল?

আমি কী তোমার প্রেয়া?

হাসনুহানার  সুগন্ধে ভরা

অদূরের স্বপ্ন শ্রেয়া?

আমি কী তোমার বাঁধভাঙ্গা কজ্জ্বল

মধুমেহ মাখা সদা প্রোজ্জ্বল

স্বপ্ন জড়িমায় চির উজ্জ্বল

অচেনা দিয়ার আলো।

জাগেনি কী স্বপ্ন মাধুরী?

স্বপনে জাগরণে নতুন ছন্দে দেখা

মধুময় স্বপ্ন বাসরের

রঙিন জলছবি আঁকা।

Media in Peril

With media in doldrums, its balance sheet nose-diving the deep canyon, it’s time to review the situation in a new verve. I would omit the grounds of its calamity, as it had been highlighted in two of my other articles “Communique for A Constructive Tomorrow” and “The Bankrupt Media”. It’s futile wailing on the past. It’s time to look ahead as how to meliorate the scenario.

From the format of Keith Rupert Murdoch’s News Corporation (1952), with its global expansion, nearly 60 years have passed. In the span of these years, the society, culture and civilisation have undergone an ultra-mutation. With the boom of the ‘www phenomenon’ at tornado velocity over the past few years, a vista of possibilities has opened. The other form of 21st century Damien. Only the script has altered from the traditional 666 to http://www.  With its several plusses, it is a tool, yet to be handled adequately in productive fashion.  Whether Damien was an anti-Christ, when the whole fable of The Bible was conjectured 180 years after death of Christ (vide The Christ Conspiracy by S Acharya alias D M Murdoch) in a Pagan format to control Saturnalia, for political rein in the name of religion, is a matter for review considering the new evidences. Without delving into the preached myth, which has hypnotized millions over centuries, not without bloodshed, the true form of Damien is yet to be observed in a new light, as of today.

The era might have evolved, the globe might have transformed, the paucity of creative thinking, which forms the main essence of delivery of content, seems to be sold by the ‘marketing gurus’, who seem to have fancy ideas of the marketing strategy, without a clue of the market. It is derisory to underrate the intellect of the mass. They may endure without a choice, but do have the aptitude of appraisal, given the choice between a stale junk and a garnished matter delivered on their platter. Once in control, media gurus tend to forget this basic adage.  No matter how far technology advances, it cannot supersede a dream like Pushpak Rath, later factually established as an aeroplane.  An instant spur, out of the blue, is a gift of God – one which perceives two entangled snakes as double helix of DNA, is the dream, later established scientifically and technologically. Facts can only establish the legitimacy of a conceived dream.

As of today, let us divide the forms of communiqué into two distinct categories – the literate and the illiterate. The illiterate hasn’t much of a choice, other than to accept, what is thrust via the electronic media in the form of audio-visuals. But it would be sheer folly to disrespect their acumen of judgment. They may helplessly turn to a television discussion, but can judge the depth of the panellists. Most of the channels now have a bank of set panellists (paid or unpaid). These people seem to present as a fairylike parrot, who can talk on any subject, as per didactics of their media masters. This results in vomiting rubbish, which alienates the masses. The slogans are easily caught between their skimpy delivery, in the attire of donning a definite colour of a political party, lacking the uniqueness in their expression. The serials tend to harp cliché nonsense dialogues as a pastime. They form the only stay for the elders, who have lost their fitness of reading, at their ripe age. Still others, who lack the focus, watch the episodes as an audio-visual effectuate, relying less on its content. The reality shows neatly billets the failures in showbiz, giving a vent to some income, acting as their pension. The musical and dancing reality shows are in truest sense, not a platform for the new, but an assured income of the producers.

Let us divide the viewers into distinct groups – the housewives who need a spot of relaxation after their mundane chores, the aged (some highly educated and intelligent) who may not be capable to read, yet are in quest of pastime, to while their leisure and the rural folks who has no substitute, but to watch whatever is served in a platter. Let us get away from the concept of building celebrities and thrusting them on any platter, at every occasion. It would be wise to pull in experts in the field.

Housewives could be

  • Given the opportunity of witnessing educational programs of ideal ways child upbringing.
  • Trained in dress designing and fashion
  • General knowledge
  • A summary of happenings around the world
  • Singing and dancing lessons
  • Audio literature
  • Computer and internet training including use of the software
  • Electronic banking
  • Serials from modern stories
  • Music and dance (not-sponsored) by quality upcoming artistes

 

Aged could be

  • Audio literature
  • Serials from modern stories
  • Discussions on religion even with controversies
  • Religious texts in audio form
  • Music and dance (not-sponsored) by quality upcoming artistes

 

Rural Folks could be

  • Given knowledge on local economics (by economic experts, not celebrities)
  • Methods of increasing savings
  • Independent political viewpoints
  • General knowledge
  • Electronic banking
  • A summary of happenings around the world
  • Singing and dancing lessons
  • Audio literature
  • Serials from modern stories
  • Independent (Unsponsored) film reviews
  • Music and dance (not-sponsored) by quality upcoming artistes

 

For the literate, the avenues are plenty. The content would decide whether they are keen to watch the electronic media. In addition to the above mentioned, some serious discourse on progress of science, literature, electronic gadgets, training to handle the gadgets, banking methods etc. The electronic media is not as much in peril as the print media, as it replaces the village honk, with instant delivery.

More in distress is the print media, which must compete with the luscious mistress, the www or the Damien of today. With net and mobile easily accessible, they are their direct competitors in the content, delivered next morning. Most of these media heavily rely on synthetic celebs to boost their sales. The glossy tabloids, which were an oomph, when it came force in 1999, are no longer an object of sale, with varied internet boulevards, giving them ample choice of semi-clad lassies to quench their carnal thirst. The cliché group of celebs no longer hold any awe, as they present and re-present themselves ubiquitously, making them a cheap sooq artefact.

To retain the aura, seclusion is prime.

Why not feature new talents in any genre, presenting their story and laying forth what they could deliver? The main news, in most media, centres around political issues. Whilst it might me orgasmic to some, others might be in quest of global news, which ranges from breakthroughs to literature to newer thoughts. Has any media given anyone the chance to express their personal visions?

The answer would be an emphatic “No”. The ‘media gurus’ decide what opinion should be vented, which may not pander its readers. Little have they time to look at them, as they are in ball and chain of their own weaved strategies. Well-versed articles, which has always been the mainstay of the little magazine groups, could surely find a place in mainstream media. In a country enriched by Rabindranath Tagore, Ishwarchandra Vidyasagar, Rammohan Ray, Jagadish Bose, Satyen Bose, Meghnad Saha, Ritwick Ghatak, Salil Chowdhury etc., who had a global perspective in their delivery, the media ought to bring forth young minds with global vision. They may not be popular persona. There’s always a possibility of them turning into one, given the break.

If the content embellishes the faculties of the masses, then only can a nation progress. Rather than shift them downhill, the platform should serve as vista for the future generation. Involvement of all sections of the society is a must for wider acceptance of the print media.

As much as the technological and internet boom has brought information to our finger-tips, the truth is ‘you can imbibe from the internet what is already fed in’. Any creative ideas are not always available in internet. The ‘media gurus’ relish in vomiting information cautiously, what is already in the net. It is a new form corporate marketing. Corporate can market a commodity, but not ingenuity. Critics often vouch ample research is undertaken in a corporate milieu. But that milieu has its limitations in paucity of ingenuity. Genius’ cannot be mass-produced. Media needs to relieve the confused mass in the direction of Pole Star of future. The tussle between Geocentric and Heliocentric would always be in dynamic equilibrium drawing a balance in arguments. It is equally important for a defiant, like Prometheus or Promotho, to kindle an ailing humanity out of eddies, to rise like a phoenix. It is this rock foundation, which form the bonding of a relationship, between deliverer and consumer, outside technological cacophonies of the so called ‘media gurus’.

Dreams Unbound

Give to me the nirvana unbound

The song of soul with orphic sound.

The esoteric aura of a virtual duality

Let it bloom in material sanctity.

Where birds chirp their tune of love

Where morns yearn for that desolate dove

Into the glee of reverie wonder, I fly

Abhor those who deter in taciturn sly.

Dreams bounce on canopy ala

Croons the unbound yet unsung

World fettered by ruinous rogues

Amid the deliberate chaotic disdain.

Is it the song of all jilted?

Or those who have roused?

The eclat dreams unbound

The cutest melodies sound.

The descants of unfolded dreams

Some fool must sing.

Today, tomorrow or the day after

World will wake up to its ring.

 

Salvation, Religion and Insight

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Silence

In your silence, I hear the words

The shadowed part of my soul.

In your silence, I hear the words

The profound truth in a bowl.

In your silence, I hear the words

The marvels of spring amid the dark.

Conflagrate my esprit de corps

To my new being with a spark.

 

Winter cataphyll dispersed yonder

The sultry nights without splendour

The veiled moon in the murky clouds

Await the fresh bright morn

The song of the spring debonaire.

The chiselled bright

Jingles the air of delight

Amid the crispy solitude

The soul looks to cherish

Aura of hush to embellish

Amid the dainty hopeful desire.

 

In your silence, I hear the words

The bright dormant in me

To meliorate my fray soul

Smug for the new plume.

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Salvation, Religion and Insight

The primeval African community, which migrated northwards to Susiana later to form the Elamite Dynasty, the precursor of Sumerian civilization, split into Indo-Asian and Indo-European culture. Religion originated from the Indo-Asian ancestress, surmisably the Sanatan religion or maybe earlier from the Ajivika religion.

Ajivika or heterodox school of primal ism, though supposedly founded in the 5th century BCE by Makkhali Gosala, is known to be organised Śramaṇa movement by atheists, who formed distinct societies. They believed fate to script life’s events in tune with cosmic rationale, with absence of freewill. It is stated to be a la mode around the same period as Buddhism and Jainism. My personal view is, it originated earlier, as is evident by their metaphysical atomic theory, its trait pre-set by cosmic forces. This conforms Einstein’s concept of universal energy changing forms, now established by the black hole concept of energy transformation. What is common with the ensuing religions is the concept of the soul, in various forms. It is an energy form of the concept of Soham, a putative mantra which means ‘I am He’ or fusion of individual with mass energy. It is inverted from so ‘ham (the fusion of sa + aham) to ham + sa. The combination of so ‘ha hasa gives the imaginative individual, pride like a swan. It symbolizes atma or fusion of individual with mass energy. Death is mere change of form of energy mutation, as per Einstein’s black hole concept.

Jainism which tows the line of Śramaṇa movement, probably followed from the Ajivika. It is known to originate with Mahavira, known as Vardhamāna in 599 BC. At the age of thirty, Mahavira left home in pursuit of spiritual arousal, abandoning material things to become a monk. For the next twelve-and-a-half years, he practiced deep meditation and austere penance, after which, he became kevalī (omniscient).

Buddhism followed, in 563 BCE, with the same story of a rich prince Siddhartha leaving his empire, initially with five disciples (who later abandoned him), eventually finding enlightenment in Sarnath. There, when he fainted, two traders from Orissa (conversant with Pali language) gave him nutrients, to whom he preached his newfound insight. They took his teachings to Sri Lanka. The earliest book on Buddhism was written in Pali from there, forming the Hinayana cult.

Of the three primitive religions, there wasn’t an iota of idol worship. Later when Gautama Buddha moved to Sahet and Mahet on the banks of River Achiravati (known as Srabasti) to preach, he was sponsored by King Prosenjit. To survive in his kingdom, he had to adopt his teachings in line with the modish Hindu practice of idol worship, later emerging as Mahayana cult. In his twenty-four years of sermon there, by submission, he temporarily accepted the order of idol worship, which was the biggest blunder for years to come. It was the start of a ruinous saga of the Indian sub-continent.

Half-a century later, a young boy from Jerusalem came to India via the silk route. Initially he was ousted from Puri by the Hindu pundits, later went to Sarnath, Sikkim, Nepal, Leh and Ladakh to imbibe the teachings of both religions for thirteen years, which he took back as his treasure, to spell the message of humanity, much against the existing rulers. He was evicted and returned by the silk route to Shrinagar with his friends and followers, to preach the same in Rozabal, in the name of Yuz Asaf, until his death at the age of eighty years. He was later portrayed as the saviour Jesus Christ, with a fable named The Bible.

At that time, Rome was in chaos. Romans worshipped the Sun God, celebrating Saturnalia (17th to 23rd December) which involved private gift-giving, week-long partying, and a carnival air. Its concept coincided with the Pagan festival. The hexagonal concept of admission to the alter of God or change of form of energy, is nothing but a Saturnian concept of mutation of energy, be it feat, death or re-birth.

To gain control of the chaotic Rome, a fable was yarned in the name of The Bible, a character named Jesus portrayed as the saviour, whose birth was made to coincide with the festivities of Saturnalia for wider acceptance. It was written 180 years after his so-called birth.

At least they didn’t have an idol. It talked of the preaching of Ajivika, Jainism and Buddhism, which then had a wider acceptance.

On the other hand, Indo-Asian group displaced the atheist section southwards. The southeast migrants split southwards as Australian aborigines, northwards to India, mingling with the displaced Dravidians. Some spread to the northeast to China, Japan and then via Arctic Bering Strait to America as native Americans. This is confirmed by Y-linked haplogroup and mtDNA studies.

The prime reason for their superiority was non-submission to an idol, towing the line of humanism. The obeisance to an illusory idol, takes away the confidence or Soham, which is the basic of concept of Einstein’s energy conversion. It makes one weak, leading to petty quarrels with increase of inferiority complex, detrimental in path of ascension. The worship is endorsed by various imposed rituals, leading to rivalry, with no bearing to the Divine.

It is wiser to look at existence from humanist angle and endeavour to merge with other forms of energy. The black hole concept of Einstein is the path to blending the Soham with the Universal energy, atma in its switchable extents than be stuck with human jargons of God in the form of an idol. Only then can a society evolve beyond its narrow paradigms to the Saturnine path of salvation or energy fusion accepting the transmutation of its form.

Mystic Dream

The lustreless awning in soliloquy

Beckons the numinous perceive

In the aura of cornucopia glee

The autumn sonata croons the chorale

Lost love in lonesome suave

Harping the tune of yester mauve.

When the bluish violet outshone rest

Amid the florid colours at its best.

The new moon drifted into gloomy clouds

To kindle the silhouette, the goddess divine

The sultry clouds lost in gloomy air

A rift amidst the midnight choir

Singing the chorus of cosmic dance

Prince charming and mermaid’s romance.

 

Gone are the days of merry tales

Now is storm amid lonely gales.

Even when the cabalistic moon shines

Seems as if the bright devil dines

Noshing amid the fallows of wilderness

Seeking the real flawless caress.

 

Nothing left except memoirs

The past amatory escapades

A spark to dear old delight

To ignite the latent light.

Is it a mystic dream?

Living, cuddling past

Forgetting the zest?

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