Sipra Roy: EXCERPT from the novel "COVID-COMPLEX"..

                                    Chap –(3)   w>3427    page- 9

   The three corporate women of  renowned Invest bank  were discussing among themselves in conference call about the same topic: awakening up from pandemic hibernation  after  18 months . 

Wendy:" Hey Jolina, what's up? I expected call from you since I have heard that we have  to physically present to our work place from July and it is the last week of June and. surprisingly no reaction from you!" Jolina:  "Yes, I  am mentally  preparing myself to restart but  this  pandemic  period kept me busy to settle  a big   family problem which I haven't  yet  shared with you."

Wendy :"family problem? nothing new ; like tooth brings tooth problem so where there is family ,there is problem ."Absense"  of problem  in family is actually  a real problem !"Wendy laughed in her own humor.

Jolina: " It's not a joke ,Wendy !" 

Wendy was touched by the serious voice. "I am sorry! Tell me what happened ? How can I help you ?"

Jolina :  "Nobody can help now;  ... you know Jacob went  Germany  six months ago  to his grandma  following after  a nasty quarrel  between us;  marital quarrel is not anything new; but he has filed a divorce case against  me in  New York court ; I received mail from the court.   I have no intention to surrender to a  shameless(!..as you all know) creature like him though  I was not  mentally prepared  for taking  divorce   right at this moment. My twin children  have just taken admission in college .They are now at home ;they will go to hostel from  September .So I am thinking how to manage three different matters   simultaneously: leaving my children to hostel, restarting the office and finalizing divorce  in court. I get no moral support from my Jewish parent.It was my fault that I kept it secret  to them about his story of scandal with his lady assistant, to  save   my own prestige... They assume me as  guilty; they think I should have more tolerance and capability to adjust .This is so annoying !"

Linda was listening silently so long .Breaking silence she consoled Jolina by  suggesting ," I think job is the most important issue for you right now .You need to go only two or three days in the office and  the rest of the days, from home.You will be free from cooking and other  responsibility of children from September as they are going to hostel . These teen agers are little monsters;  always too  hungry to satisfy their appetite ! 

...And ,and .. what's the necessity of a husband for a middle-aged  corporate  woman, umm?.. This is the best  time to take divorce. You have had a golden  opportunity  at right time. Let us plan how to celebrate your 'divorce 'pompously ' after  getting the  vaccine!O.k.?

Cheer up ,baby! " 

Then she cleared her throat by coughing and continued in lower voice ,"If you still feel  lonely  or um,.. tickling, I can give you a link of a set of  top-notch quasi-husband-partner who are different from 'tinder love' or 'just for' etc; All of them are not mere bed-bugs  ; many of them are intellectuals like renowned lawyers, politicians, doctors, bankers, hedge fund-owners , journalists, corporate CEOs; they want  to  spend quality-time, a companionship from opposite sex of likeminded people ; Most of these  upper class middle aged people suffered from stress, loneliness and different type of psychological maladies. So they seek momentary relief and joy which is not confined strictly to physical pleasure.

There was so much enthusiasm in Linda's voice that  Jolina felt  boosting up and light at heart ; 

 Jolina: " Linda, you can start "counseling ' as your side business." 

Linda: Many of my friends suggested the same  before  you...

 Hmm, so  after the  successful divorce , don't deprive me  to have  my counselling fees , ok?"

Wendy:

"Linda ,why have you never mentioned about this high-profile set of male partners  to me? Do you know I am a tan-virgin at late thirties,  a  rare specimen in New York! The juniors in my office discussed about me in my back as lesbians  as they saw me always with women; I heard the rumor . I just hate same-sex relationship. I would've guillotined all the LGBTs  if I had the power of a dictator and then  happily become a martyr. I adore Trump for he also  had     contempt  for LGBT...My feature and figure both resemble very much masculine, having microscopic  view of feminine curve ! Moreover all my close friends are women ! I changed my boy-cut hairstyle to  feathers-cut longer hair and now I must move  with male partners to wipe out the stain  from the perverted perception of people ; 

By the way ,do you have the name of Mayor Cuomo. in the list ? I want to contact him only in the phone, not more than that;  I am enchanted with his speech." 

They all began to laugh.

Linda : How can I know your  need? You always seem to me as self-confident and miniature of Narcicous  typed person.Yes I will give you contact  ...It is almost like a confidential  high profiled  club with  expensive charge for  membership ;  it has both male and female  members;  May be LGBTs are also allowed ;  and why not! when they are accepted both socially and judicially?  There is every chance to be kicked out from there if hatred against them is reflected in anyone's behaviour ....

.Cuomo? Dont you know that there are heap of #Me too'against him? 

Wendy :" I don't believe it at all ! That's out of jealousy against his popularity; as hero of Covid-19  he won the heart  and confidence of not only women but of  the Americans as a whole... I don't know why '#Me too'makes me more interested in him."

All gave loud lough .

Wendy :  "I'm just joking ;After all we are all  shrewd and powerful corporate women : fish of deep level ocean who crave  for casino more than any Cuomo ;  If needed we can create  partner out of our  body like fish and then discard, or consume like spider on the day of very honeymoon. In near future the era of' '#me too'  will cringe from women to the  sheepish male folk, I can guarantee !  

 Women and women ! No male, no LGBT ;   this world will be reigned. by the women ,for the women and of the women.!  Singularity will survive as only gender !  I will be the path-breaking first  producer of super duper spider-woman"

Linda:"  Bravo! Clap ,clap , cheers for Wendy!"

Jolina: Wendy is too  much excited  in feminism without   any Red Bull.  I don't know what tumult be stirred  in her blood  once those exotic drinks sipped  in to the gut  /(stomach)!   

Wendy : I'm fine ;  she  suggested cheerfully ,"let us  now knock Miranda ."

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 "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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Sipra's diary: Poems [# 1]-- Sparkling Youth. [# 2 ]EXCERPT from "Art of Arts" .

 Sparkling Youth       

We are the angel, angel of change,

To light up new age,

We are restless, we are queer,

We often do great blunder,

Without least  fear.

 

We prefer  to be warrior,

Rather to be pitched as thinker,   

Courage fuels our power

To crush or create new future!

 

We dive deep to the ocean 

And fly high piercing the sky,

Dare devil  to snatch the lightning!

We are reckless, we’are  dazzling, 

Unfettered sparkling Youth!

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# {2}Art of arts .

Let the poetry be pristine 

And untouched by by any 'art'

As itself is the ' art of arts'

Quintessential form of heart!

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Who is there in near future 

To worry about the art of poetry?

In this digital age as AI is ready

To step in the literary garden !

Who will appeal or protect 

In  custody the "art " of poetry? 

If the 'App' in brain produces

Poems of love, loss, laughter 

From the AI    factory ,

To replace  the Eden of literature !

Who cares for Creativity ,

What future for  'Imagination'?...

 Will it be:-

Yes, graveyard is ready,

Coffin is waiting.................

What  epithet will be chosen 

To inscribe the tombstone ?.........

:-" Step softly , dream lies here !"

                   Or,

 " The best is yet to come ! "

Of course that ' epithet'

Has also to be borrowed 

From some frozen cemetery or  factory!

Sipra's Diary: " FIRST ALPHABET"

      

                                           First Alphabet.   [ESSAY-1]words:315

Language is the Oral expression of thought. How it can be retained

  i.e. to reserve as the evidence of the oral expression for the future?

Thought was invisible and very much personal and private.  Some 'thoughts' needed to be public that was  precious and useful for others to know and to  preserve for the future also. Otherwise precious thought will be lost  with the decease of individual or community.

In simple language   'Thought' needed  to  have some 'Form' , some 'appearance' to convey others and also to  save for the future .  

  Idea of Alphabet  appeared from  necessity; as necessity  is the mother of invention! To release the 'abstract' thought into  'concrete ' expression.

Human-being learnt to 'Draw' first to express his thought.  To express time  as day. they drew sun in the sky or night by drawing moon  and stars in the sky . Picture  of a boat  floating on  the river was used to mean that they are making journey on boat.

They learnt to draw picture  billion years ago. The mountain. and caves witnessed the  human skill   as artist .

So alphabet of any language appeared through a process of evolution!

Picture, drawing (better to say sculpture ),was the 'maternity-home' of

alphabet .At the very dawn when human civilization started crawling, he learnt to draw; He learnt to "decode"  thoughts by sketching picture . Among many nations [...like. wall in  pyramid   of primitive Egypt witnesses this  idea; also Chinese, Japanese ,  Korean, language etc,].    the alphabet they use is still  like pictures

In twentieth century some archeologists discovered some picture on the wall of  a cave in the northern Arctic land which was guessed to be of the pre-historic age. The historians noticed several  scattered skeletons  which were supposed to be the skeletons of children of different ages ; but one   was a skeleton of  woman;  near to her side    there were a heap of logs and wood .  And lots of crispy dry leaves, hay spread like (mattress )on the floor .

They discovered an amazing hair-raising  obscured picture on the wall; 

The lines were too  indistinct to observe, even with. special device!

They inferred a story from the bones :  A  mother with her four children was blocked in the cave-in a stormy day while the father went to hunt for the starving children. The snow storm  continued and became severe. To pacify the hungry  impatient children , mother drew a picture of  big wild pig hunted and carried  by their father ;  sitting in front of the hearth  surrounded by hungry children, with logs ready  to cook  she perhaps pretended to console them  with  the  story and picture that food was on the way. Father never reached ; outlet of the cave was blocked with snow ; the children and mother all died of prolonged fasting.  

 Picture revealed  how  harsh was the life of our ancestors!