*** Title : BUTTERFLIES. By Sipra Roy
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O butterfly!wherefrom you own
Such attractive wings?
You are not only beauty of joy
But of great job; by collecting pollen
From flower to flower to spread
On earth with fruits and plants
For the survival of diverse leaving creatures ;
In your short span of life of six weeks.
Your lifecycle from larva to butterfly
Is a symbol of rebirth, hope love and joy!
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Theme : *** BEAUTY. by Sipra Roy
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How wonderful to be in this amazing earth,
The green field, high mountains and rivers
The display of vibgyor in the rainbow
Connecting the azure sky with the land below!!
How amazing is the universe and far more, its Creator
With the heavenly art of great or small, living and inert ,
Tending to surpass or minimize the image of its Creator.
Then with demonic power religion booms up ,
From the womb of spirituality , perhaps to remind us :
'We are not immortal'; Still we can't resist
Our tremendous infatuation that life consists
Up to our last breathing on this mysterious earth !
In spite of knowing fully ''We are born to die';
Our insatiable love and craving for immortality
Is really miracle of myth, the marvel of mortality!
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ALTERNATE REALITY by Sipra Roy
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What an alluring opportunity to be shifted
To a 'parallel universe" of fun and fantasy !
Leaving this monotonous morbid routined-life
Let me inhale the fresh air (!) to another prestined place,
The planet of Mars, not bad, as the scientists assume
The atmosphere suits for living creatures !
I prefer to spend there vacation in the spring season
Neither too cold nor too hot by the scorching sun!
The question is does Mars has welcoming spring ,
Like earth we have ? Let me hope so!
I must take with me weatherproof cosmic tent,robes.
Two fully re-chargeable i-Phones with battery-sets ,
Oxygen cylinders for the survival and i-pad ,for entertainment;
A sleeping bag to relax, some seeds tolerant of tough climate;
A shovel to scatter seeds for the expedition of the next generation!
For food, pack of fruits, nuts ,chocs and anti appetite peels;
For "Identity" I prefer both gender in Me :'Two -in -One',
So that without any crisis or gender conflict I can enjoy the fun!
Whom should I approach ? Who will provide my spacecraft?
Kudos for billionaires like Amazon or Elon Musk with noble heart!
But it's a virtual trip; so I don't need any ticket for spacecraft.
I am the monarch of my 'Pegasus' for free ride anywhere, all over the universe !
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Memorable Meal> :( Feast of Fasting!)by Sipra Roy
What a crazy prompt to some septuageneration,
To write about the' memorable meal? In this long
Way of journey lots of meal have been taken and forgotten!
Now for the sake of this prompt I need to walk in back gear,
And successfully dig the memory of 'memorable meal';
It was on the eve of winter vacation when I was in grade ten ,
Only Five friends of us decided to arrange a picnic
On the river bank which was not far from the school.
We overcome the biggest issue to get permit from parents.
"Picnic with only five friends?"moms commented:"so aberrant!"
"What is your menu ,who knows cooking among you?"
Raka answered "Simple menu of vegetables-KHICHURI
We will manage ourselves, don't worry!"
We collected rice, lentil, vegetables from our houses
Our excitement knows no bound before the day of feast !
On the early morning we set out with carry bags.
Renu's sister hailed "hey, wait!" came running to give us a match-box.
We joyfully kept the matchbox inside the bag, full of wood .
"Thank you. dear sister!"you are really cute .
We reached the white sand-y beach of the rivulet.
We began to sing and dance, releasing the bags from hands
Keya and Nina made a hearth with bricks collected nearby banks
I and Raka went with bucket to fetch water from the river.
We five bent to see our reflection on the bucket of crystal water!
Nina as the eldest of the siblings had to help her mother.
She was little better than us to manage household affair
She called us to wash and fetch the rice and food staff to her.
First she put the rice and lentils in the boiling water of the pot
While we were busy in cutting cauliflower peas and potato ;
We screamed together to notice the grains dancing in boiling water.
Pushing the rest of log in the hearth Nina informed worriedly,
She needed some more logs for preparing the KHICHURI edible.
"O not to worry! there are plenty of branches under the trees "
Keya, Raka and me started running to. bring the branches ;but those branches were not dry. So they gave only smoke to make us blind with running enough tears. The fire was about to extinguish; To re-ignite, all sticks of the match box except three were finished .
We went again in search of fuel . Finally Raka got a big and heavy log; We three girls brought it by dragging .
Raka declared : "this log would be enough to cook something more ."
Nina:"watched the log mindfully and asked"wherefrom you bring it ?"
Raka: "just near the bank of the river!"
Nina: "this log is from the 'burning Ghat'; it is used to push the dead body in the fire ;that's why one end of the log is burnt and black."
We all cried out ,"Phew, throw, throw away.! We have to take shower in this winter after going back home!"
Nina: " let us take our meal ,we are all hungry"
We washed our hands and feet well and sat surrounding the pot of khichuri.
Nina : 'Though. not fully cooked , but still edible ".
As Nina opened the lid, we exclaimed ,
"ah, the smell is exactly like Khichuri. Throwing hands upwards we sang "Khichuri, delicious Khichuri !....Three cheers for Nina the culinary goddess....
[perhaps Hestia, the virgin Greek goddess smirked for these naive girls]
...Nina's face became bright with pride . Keeping a big spoon in the pot. she declared, "let us start by self-service .".
....hmm.. but we forgot to bring our spoons. Next time we must add spoons for everybody in the list .
We were so hungry that we forgot completely our contempt about that eerie log used for dead body!
..Khichuri was steamy hot to eat by hand. We tried small gulp by picking little portion from the side of the plate ;small gulp .
Nina threw cryptic eyes to survey everyone's face, (after her first gulp!)
I whispered to Raka ,"it is tasty but salt is less,I need to add salt."
Raka replied outrageously "not 'less'! It is utterly saltless!
Hey Nina !you forget to add any salt, it is too tasteless for me to eat; when Renu proposed to include her sister who has cooking experience, you opposed her."
"Be cool"We searched all the bags for the packet of salt but not found in any bags.
Looking at our helpless faces Keya commented "In my house my mom uses less salt in all preparations for the high pressure of my grandfather. So I don't feel too bad to eat . Looking at Nina directly
she continued "after all we have some new experience ,isn't ," nudged Nina with elbow to bring back normal atmosphere,
Two stray dogs were loitering around us ;We ate very little ; as soon as we emptied left-over from the pot they rushed and finished the stuff.
They finished the food stuff in a way which gave me satisfaction. It was only 1:00pm. after pack up we started to return home. The dogs waged their tails joyfully to say us 'goodbye" .
Face of Raka was red in anger and hunger while Nina's face was red out of shame or guilt. All the way we tried to console both........
Raka grumbled : " I hate to confess at home that it was a feast of -fasting!"
Me: "Yes, that's the hardest part of the story for me too."
I slipped. into the house like a cat through backdoor; I heard the chat and lough of my mother and sister from the kitchen; I wished to hide myself in the drawing room .Before that I was. interrupted " who is it? Who is there? "
"me'.
"You? so early? did you eat or starved? Come,.. come here to share little of your picnic adventure!... We have still enough left over which you can take if you wish ."
I heard them to giggle .
"Nno I'm full,I tried to sound 'fake burp' and rushed into the bathroom, avoiding to confront them .
From bathroom I slipped under the quilt of my bed and pretended to sleep so that nobody could interrupt me further ; but it was hard to sleep as hunger was painfully kicking my empty stomach, and squeezing my intestines .......
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Title : COMPROMISE. Time: 5/6 minutes
THEME/ /PLOT: MARRIAGE BETWEEN CHARACTERS. having different nationalities .
Characters( 3 )
1. Labiba.... High school student . Bangladesi Hindu........... (.Role of Bride. )
2. Sipra........Mother of Labiba. ( A home-maker )
3. Carina......High School Student ,Classmate of Labiba..........( Role of groom)
4. Venue........Manhattan, New York.
Script:
Act 1, scene (1)
Labiba's mother was watching a afternoon show on TV in her apartment ,and sipping a cup of tea . She looked her wrist-watch twice :it is 4:30AM .Labiba entered the room with her usual shout ]
,"Mom, mom ! sorry for being little late ".she plops herself on the sofa beside mom ,keeping aside her backpack ."O you are watching "Everybody loves Raymond!"
Mom: " Just for time-pass ; it is repeatition of the old episode . She switched off the TV and sat turning towards Labiba.
"Shall I bring some snacks for you ?" asked mom.
Labiba : "No ,I am full.; please be seated here ; I have a great news to share with you ;then hastily inserts her palm into the bag to take out a cupcake ; 'mom, this is for you, so-o tasty. , yammi" nodded her head with closed eyes..
Mom asked with a smile ,"Really ? I am ready to share your good news; Tell me quickly .
Labiba drank some water. and clears her throat ; "Hmm, mom our graduation ceremony will happen after two months ".
"you have already told me that;"
Labiba rubbed her palms ",hmm ,mom I have decided to marry after the graduation ceremony is over."
Sipra's smile goes off ;she asks in astonishing voice ,"Marry ? To whom?
Labiba:" Carina, my class-mate . he is from China ."
Mom: What makes you to take such hasty decision, my dear? Where is your ambition to accomplish higher education , doing Phd in the university of Yale where your late father served as tenant professor?"
Labiba : Don't worry ! I promise to continue my academic career after marriage ;'Carina is from a pretty wealthy family; he will support me financially . He himself is a brilliant student and gets full scholarship.
Mom :You are the second generation of immigrant family and belong to middle class family . We live in this rented apartment . We bear traditional values but. modern outlook . What about Carina?
Carina also is immigrant.he was brought up by his grandma as his mother passed away of breast cancer when he was just two years old and father remarried. He was brought up by his grandmother who owns a soft toys' company of her own .He stays in a nice apartment complex in Harlem bought by his grandma .Though by heritage he is Buddhist but he believes in spirituality rather than any religion. So I am also, as you know it !
Mom: He is Chinese, Buddhist and rich. Just as oil and water never mixes so is rich and poor never align.
Labiba: "Caren never boasts of wealth . We both are Asian ,immigrant and music minded
Please focus on these common. aspects , mom. We can not retreat anyway from our decision"
Mom :" Well, Tomorrow is holiday . Let us invite him for dinner ! So that I can have chat with him.
"That's great idea, mom!" Let me call him now. [Labiba dialled the number]...
"Hello, good news for us ; my mom invites you tomorrow for dinner at 6:00 'clock .Is that ok for you ?
"Hmm, good ,good. I am excited to know that but also. feeling little nervous ;after all, it is a matrimonial interview for me ,isn't ? Labiba burst into laughter .
" But, listen ! I have already made some plan for tomorrow . I have booked lunch in a Thai restaurant for both of us. .at 1 :PM and then at 2:30 "Lion King " a Broadway show . So. I. think we will reach for dinner between 6:30 to 7 :PM, instead of 6:PM, ( little late. "
Please join me before 1:PM for lunch at "HI FI THAI"restaurant in 8th Avenue. Bye. "
Labiba confirmed her mom.
Sipra. : Labiba , I am thinking to prepare. chili chicken with chowmin and oyster soup ,OK? But for dessert .......
Labiba," Ice cream!"
Mom: "Icecream with hot choco-bar!
Labiba : "Excellent! "
(Soliloquoy)...........
Sipra : I have to surrender my ego ; and have to compromise , to buy joy and peace for my offspring.
Will Labiba realize it ever in her life?
END
Title : COMPROMISE. Time: 5/6 minutes
THEME/ /PLOT: MARRIAGE BETWEEN CHARACTERS. having different nationalities .
Characters( 3 )
1. Labiba.... High school student . Bangladesi Hindu........... (.Role of Bride. )
2. Sipra........Mother of Labiba. ( A home-maker )
3. Carina......High School Student ,Classmate of Labiba..........( Role of groom)
4. Venue........Manhattan, New York.
Script:
Act 1, scene (1)
Labiba's mother was watching a afternoon show on TV in her apartment ,and sipping a cup of tea . She looked her wrist-watch twice :it is 4:30AM .Labiba entered the room with her usual shout ]
,"Mom, mom ! sorry for being little late ".she plops herself on the sofa beside mom ,keeping aside her backpack ."O you are watching "Everybody loves Raymond!"
Mom: " Just for time-pass ; it is repeatition of the old episode . She switched off the TV and sat turning towards Labiba.
"Shall I bring some snacks for you ?" asked mom.
Labiba : "No ,I am full.; please be seated here ; I have a great news to share with you ;then hastily inserts her palm into the bag to take out a cupcake ; 'mom, this is for you, so-o tasty. , yammi" nodded her head with closed eyes..
Mom asked with a smile ,"Really ? I am ready to share your good news; Tell me quickly .
Labiba drank some water. and clears her throat ; "Hmm, mom our graduation ceremony will happen after two months ".
"you have already told me that;"
Labiba rubbed her palms ",hmm ,mom I have decided to marry after the graduation ceremony is over."
Sipra's smile goes off ;she asks in astonishing voice ,"Marry ? To whom?
Labiba:" Carina, my class-mate . he is from China ."
Mom: What makes you to take such hasty decision, my dear? Where is your ambition to accomplish higher education , doing Phd in the university of Yale where your late father served as tenant professor?"
Labiba : Don't worry ! I promise to continue my academic career after marriage ;'Carina is from a pretty wealthy family; he will support me financially . He himself is a brilliant student and gets full scholarship.
Mom :You are the second generation of immigrant family and belong to middle class family . We live in this rented apartment . We bear traditional values but. modern outlook . What about Carina?
Carina also is immigrant.he was brought up by his grandma as his mother passed away of breast cancer when he was just two years old and father remarried. He was brought up by his grandmother who owns a soft toys' company of her own .He stays in a nice apartment complex in Harlem bought by his grandma .Though by heritage he is Buddhist but he believes in spirituality rather than any religion. So I am also, as you know it !
Mom: He is Chinese, Buddhist and rich. Just as oil and water never mixes so is rich and poor never align.
Labiba: "Caren never boasts of wealth . We both are Asian ,immigrant and music minded Please focus on theses common. aspects , mom. We can not retreat anyway from our decision" ."
Mom :" Well, Tomorrow is holiday . Let us invite him for dinner ! So that I can have chat with him.
"That's great idea, mom!" Let me call him now. [Labiba dialled the number]...
"Hello, good news for us ; my mom invites you tomorrow for dinner at 6:00 'clock .Is that ok for you ?
"Hmm, good ,good. I am excited to know that but also. feeling little nervous ;after all, it is a matrimonial interview for me ,isn't ? Labiba burst into laughter .
" But, listen ! I have already made some plan for tomorrow . I have booked lunch in a Thai restaurant for both of us. .at 1 :PM and then at 2:30 "Lion King " a Broadway show . So. I. think we will reach for dinner between 6:30 to 7 :PM, instead of 6:PM, ( little late. "
Please join me before 1:PM for lunch at "HI FI THAI"restaurant in 8th Avenue. Bye. "
Labiba confirmed her mom.
Sipra. : Labiba , I am thinking to prepare. chili chicken with chowmin and oyster soup ,OK? But for dessert .......
Labiba," Ice cream!"
Mom: "Icecream with hot choco-bar!
Labiba : "Excellent! "
(Soliloquoy)...........
Sipra : I have to surrender my ego ; and have to compromise , to buy joy and peace for my offspring.
Will Labiba realize it ever in her life?
END
