Sipra's Diary: Poem> MOUNTAIN

                     MOUNTAIN > [ part-1]

The mountain, hard strong and stubborn

Stands still by its own, ages eon, not known

Since ages eon, he was still standing alone.

Sun, rain, wind throughout the season,

Failed to disturb him for long .

 

He was unaware that his body has crack!

One morning he was shocked but amazed

With the mystifying soft cooling touch,

Of some shiny silver-line of water 

Melting down through his crack!

 

Curiously as he broadened his heart—

Instantly foamy snow-white ripples of stream

Poured  down fluttering with new vitality,

And musical sound echoed all  around;

The mountain yelled, ‘don’t leave me alone;

Stop going far, stay embracing me, darling!’

 

Giggling and bouncing answered the stream

‘My life is in flowing!’ how to share you

How much fun and romance lie ahead 

To explore the pristine land, by cutting edge,

I’m never destined to be stagnant in one!

I can’t stop until I meet my beloved ocean.

 

 

 

The mountain could neither move nor yell

Only some pieces of rock dropped down

From his mournful cracked heart,

To be swept away by the flowing river!

 

The stream assured him humming as she running,

“I may come back to you some day,

If raging sun of summer elopes me 

In the windy chariot of floating cloud 

To be dashed against your lofty body

As shower of rain to calm you,  rocky dear! 

 

Though I’m not sure whether you or 

Your brethren  will give me shelter !

In silent pain the mountain remained mum

Only to swear silently, ’once  you come back 

I will captivate you in my deep heart 

  And never  to be released  at any cost .

 

               MOUNTAIN  [ Part -2]

Kind Nature kisses soothingly on

The crack of Rocky Mountain;

No sooner the cracks were covered

With  mossy green, soft and velvet;

Rain showers to adorn the Valley of rock

To fulfill  loving  Nature's wish !

With timber at bottom and rich greenery.

 Chirping birds gather to cheer up  in the morning;

 The peaks were crowned with silvery snow

To glitter so gorgeous  with sun's reflection

To make envy even the heaven!

Nature consoles rocky in her lap

"Are you happy now,  my son?

"your body is now covered with gorgeous green

The peaks glitter with silvery crown;

Wherever the 'restless 'stream flows down,

 Bound to wash your feet first until to  meet the end 

Lots of stream may origin from your bosom,

To  touch and worship your  feet

You are no more alone, my son!

Always be with flora and fauna for fun.

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Sipra's Diary: "Status Of Dog". [ from Canine Fable]

 

 

 

In the evolution of civilization, there are some distinct landmarks. Among the most remarkable was shifting to agricultural life from  that of hunter-gatherers': a giant leap;  men became settler which in course of time, created the ownership of land:  [ the root of all complications.]

Status of the dog also changed accordingly with the lifestyle of man. So long the pack of dogs moved with their tribe. Later on, some of them happened to belong to different individual masters, while some became stray dogs. But whether domesticated or stray, all of them were loyal by nature and adjusted in the community. A sense of duty 'to guard' and 'to protect' their masters' cause flowed in the DNA of their blood (no matter whether for individual or for the community).

    In the old days, keeping dogs as a pet was popular mostly in European countries first and not in Asian countries, at least in India. In old picture or movie, it was very common to see a white sophisticated woman and a man with a suit, boot, tie, hat, stick and holding a dog in the chain on street or park or a dog peeping its head from the window of a car. The royal family of Britain were very much fond of the dog as a pet and still maintaining the tradition. Queen Elizabeth-11 has favorite four pugs.

 

 In Europe, people could not take a shower throughout the cold season. There was no sunshine. People suffered from skin diseases. Dogs were kept to clean their bodies by licking; and relieved them from worms, itching and skin diseases. Dogs used to give the comfort of warmth and relief by licking with a soft tongue.

From the English literature, we can know how old was this tradition. 

 As the British set up colonies in various places, they influenced their culture also in those territories. But only wealthy and fancy people used to keep dogs as pets. In India, still, now, a number of stray dogs are random compared to pet dogs. These stray dogs survive on the left-over food from their neighborhood; they are night-guards, more loyal than salaried human beings.

 

 In my neighborhood of India, I have noticed from the balcony the dogs seems lying idly but started howling and chased after, if any stranger, especially hawker passed through the lane. I am amazed to notice their sixth sense. The same type of behaviour, if any dog from another zone come near to them. They are very much territorial.

Anyway, my focus of this article is how the people,s  perception has changed the status of the dog. So far the dog has been humanized; what will be next?

 

Will they be "divinized" also in the coming days? Egyptian sculpture portrayed god with the head of a dog and (also with the head of an eagle.)

Is civilization taking us backwards. ?

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Sipra's diary: [2026 ] "Reverted Pyramid"

  

                                        Reverted Pyramid

 A  Pyramid  form of society in ancient time was better than the  transformation  of “revert”  form of society !   Democracy is pushing towards that impractical imaginary dystopian future !‘

 “we are all kings” can be sung with profuse emotion but doesn’t work   well .                    

in practical life .

 

 If we think   society  as a living entity ,  head comes on the top and never at the bottom !

Bats!  

Poor bats; outlawed   bats!  I wonder why   Nature  is so cruel to punish them   to stay  by dangling heads downwards ;   is it for breathing  ?

 ……When human babies are born , the nurse  hold their feet  upwards ,like bats until they cry …[  may be breathing also ] !

 

In developed country  the society tends towards reverted form of pyramid !

 

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Sipra's Diary: Revival of Story-Telling >>>....[ A. ]

  

             [Revival of  Story-Telling,>. <AI ]

   Recently I noticed the media is advertising a lot in  support of story-telling.
I was thinking about it;
Our first literature  throughout the world evolved as aural and oral that is :story-telling. Scripture or written version came long long after it. we came about to know the pre-historic  life  of our ancestors through story-telling; it passed through generation to generation and spread  in  from community to community.
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The landmass of our planet was not same as we see it in present days. There were lots of drama:drama of destruction and  new formation in this planet due   to earthquake, volcanic eruptions, flood ,hurricane and other natural calamities  In the last Ice-Age (perhaps 10 thousand years ago) demolished not only living creatures and plant life but also the then  CULTURE and  CIVILIZATION .As a result community scattered in different lands and the stories also moved with them but somewhat  distorted or changed from the original ones due to different languages. Evidences of most oldest SCRIPTURES were composed not before 1500 BC to 2000 BC.  i.e..3500to 4000 years  ago from now.
Very recent, importance of story-telling  and poems is  yawning  up  from the slumbering tomb : a revival of bygone time !

Why? The social thinkers have got an alarming  message of 'threat' for 'future' from the Artificial Intelligence[AI].

Children of this generation are obsessed with technology.They like to spend their time with electronic toys ,i-phones ,legos  comics,videos more than the HUMAN  CONTACT.

My grandson is of 6 years only.I never saw him overwhelmed  to see me in the airport as we or children  of our time used to become !         If I embraced him he becomes like statue and feels free when he is released. Coming from school he enjoys the cartoon films more than to talk with me. All pages of his drawing books  are full of images of aliens;  When I tell stories ,he  is more concentrated to playing with the legos.

If this trend continues ,then within couple of generations  human will lose the power of  hearing and speech as machine will supersede over human ; It is a real threat for the future.! tTelling stories of personal life and from individual  voice /or composing poetry from imagination are the antidote to robot and AI.

It is not new that our society has  been always passing through passage of changes since it was formed. Once wheel of change goes on rolling, and rolling, gather so much  momentum  that it is hard to turn back.    

As individual autonomy superseded over  the authority of community , and the rise of micro-family  caused to dissolve  the traditional joint family,  Our society took a very much new form.

No doubt machines and technology made life comfortable .Women's' new role in the job-sphere  endowed them financial liberty and freedom but shook the plinth of family life and the marital relationship.

Latest concern is the rise of Artificial Intelligence :the Computer brain! !

Will the computer brain supersede the power of human brain?  Creator will be destroyed by his own creation?

Scientists,philosophers, physiologists all are now busy in calculating how much threat for future lie ahead and how to manage the catastrophe!

German Philosopher Hegel said  [in about 1800].... "Change Is the Only Reality;

it takes place in cyclic order. Regarding to political matters he predicted Monarchy,  Dictatorship, Aristocracy, Democracy etc repeats in cycle automatically. As no system is  flawless or perfect; they bear the seed of their own destruction  in themselves;  society detects it, brings change  by taking a changed course!

Society has an 'impetus' to feel the seismic vibration that  propels change in a subtle way; it is the invisible compound consciousness that fuels the  impetus : 

"Social Darwinism!"

The evolution of instinctive psychology in the level of social consciousness. But the problem is that there is no  tools like richter scale to measure the magnitude of  social seismographic pulse-beat. So random speculations, some factual and some imaginary that create fear.

So stories are coming back and not in old cyclic order as Hegel predicted; but as consumers' commodity in the market. 

It is rising as new  profession. They are selected on the basis of interview" and earn Money;   'Pearl of Wisdom' is the name of one such Organisation.

 Yes, story matters! 

It was the only effective  mass-media to educate and motivate the people in ancient time.  Socrates, Plato, Aristotle knew how to  use this powerful tools.  

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Sipra's Diary : [Poem]. "To Twitter, through mirror "

  

To Twitter, through  Mirror .  Sipra Roy. W=169/ L-29

"Mirror mirror on the wall,

Who is prettiest in the world?"

Twitter, Twitter surrounding the ether

Whom you prefer to be your master?

Do you wish to sing in your own voice,

Or to record other's like parrot,

Is your choice?

(If you have your own voice at all!)

 The message by your mild strike to the keyboard

Make others dance or scream, howl and roar.

How long will you imitate 

The  parrot from the golden cage?

Cage is, after all, a bondage!,

Depriving freedom’

Whether be it of ugly iron

 Or glittering gold !

 

Open the latch and fly high in the sky

 To blow clarion call,

to the sleeping Minds ;

Not in a lullaby twittering tune!

Be aware of the immense power

 That you can spell !

Don't give in yourself as

 An article in the ‘auction sale’ .

Don't be a deer who behaves crazy 

 By the smell of musk ;

Unaware that the aroma

His own body spells!

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Sipra's diary : Poem> >. DEATH"

 HAMILTON PROJECT : March18/2024

 #Poetry Prompt:              

How much are you affected by death of near   and dear ones. 

  

Death! 

When did you have your first sting!

 

I remember when I went college-hostel, leaving

 

Home. I often woke up   with whimpering  

 

At midnight ,kicked by  nightmare : that  Dad  left me

 

For  ever. For a long time I couldn’t imagine 

 

To live without having  parent.

 

When I was in my thirty’s my father left 

 

In his own ancestor’s home

 

My cousin brother took me direct 

 

To the burning spot  where  he laid,

 

With calm and cool peaceful face 

 

 Released from all mundane liabilities! 

 

I touched for the last his icy-cold feet 

 

Without a single drop of  tear.

 

Since then I overcome fear of death.

 

I realized the fear of death is more 

 

Painful than encountering   actual Death!

Sipr's Diary : "TRIDENT" .

  TRIDENT   sipra Roy                                                                                    

  Law of evolution universally dictate  three things:

   Origin, Growth,  Decay and a New beginning .

   Do Words also bear the same destiny? 

   Words captivated eons as seed in emotional thought

  Burst out from the womb of  sound as spirit of god.

  Only  human being distinguished  as the finest creation

  Was endowed this divine device 

    To express manifestation.

  Words culminating in language

 Flew as juicy nectar 

  To enrich   colourful  multiple

  Chambers of literature.

  History,Philosophy, Science  Art 

 And religion proliferated

 To  quintessential until 

The social  media, computer  invaded.

 With experiment of technology; 

 Human -machine hybrid flourished!

 But organic growth of  thinking power 

 Is adulterated and ceased.

 Modern world was  bewildered  

with achievement  acquired

 By 'Artificial Intelligence and  Robotics' 

That  turned us to  'intellectual pigmy'.!

It is high time   to save  our 'Originality' 

From  AI,  the Giant Slayer !

To rescue the next generation to be 

victim of Frankenstein the  monster;

 To protect with emergency our intellectual property

  Stored in art music literature,

To stop all-pervading 'App' to produce poems 

like casino coins, or Ideas as diarrhea!

We can't be back to 'Genesis' since 

Change in evolutionary process  is spiral.

Let simple old  stories, fables and sagas

 'Tie and dye' with future to  take revival!

Aren't  Star war, or Shreck are 

Metamorphosis  of Ancient mythological stories ?

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