Try waking up early in the morning, at 5 am and start to write. Write for 2 – 3 hours st a stretch every day. You can write more on Sunday. Our senses are more energetic and creative in the beginning of the day, rather than at the end of the day. Most new writers write in the evening, after returning from work. But at that time we are already running out of energy and our thinking capacity is low.
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এখনো মনে আছে তাকে-
শিশিরে গোলাপ ফোটা হালকা গোলাপি আভা বুকে-
খুব মিহি ঝাঁঝালো সুবাস ছিলো তাতে।
সেইযে পালিয়ে গেলো, নিয়ে গেলো ঠোঁট ছুঁয়ে প্রথম রক্তিম রস!
রেখে গেলো আলিঙ্গনের দগদগে ব্যথা!
ভোলা যায় তাকে-
সেই প্রেম, প্রথম পুরুষ ব’লে ডেকেছিলাম যাকে?
এ জীবনে ক্ষমা নেই যার-
মনে রয়ে যায় সে ঘৃণায় বা ভালোবাসায়!
এখনও মধ্যরাতে তাই ঘুম ছুটে যায় -অভ্যস্ততায়,
কাচের স্লাইড ডোরে দেখি, পলক ফেলি এখনও মন্থর,
শুভ্র তুষার কাদায় এঁকেবেঁকে যায় যেই পদচিহ্ন –
ডেন্টন পার্ক হয়ে ড্যানফোর্থ রোডে বিবর্ণ প্রায়,
সে স্মৃতি কার ফেলে যাওয়া?
তখন বয়স বুঝি ষোলো, সেইতো প্রেম শুরু হোলো!
সেইতো পায়ে পায়ে পথ, পুকুরের স্বচ্ছ জলে ছবি,
দুজনেই ভালোবাসার কবি! দুজনে দুজনার!
এখন বায়ান্ন যায়, জীবন অস্ততে ধায়,
এখনও সে-ই ভাবনায়!
তারপর এলো-গেলো যারা সেতো হায় জীবনের ধারা!
তারা প্রেম হয়?
এখনকি মৃত্তিকা মন?
এখন কি গোলাপি অধর? এখন কি কচি পিঞ্জর?
এখন জননী হৃদয়, মমতা বুকের বসন, ওষ্ঠ ছোঁয়া শাসন,
পাঁজরে কর্তব্যের পেষণ।
তবুও স্মৃতিতে সে, সুপ্ত বেদনা হয়ে কাঁদায় নিরবে-
প্রথম এসেছিলো যে।
আজ দু বছরের উপর আমার ডান ঊরুর নিচে থেকে পা পর্যন্ত জ্বালা করে।
অনেক ডাক্তার, বৈদ্য, কবিরাজ দেখালাম তেমন কোনো লাভ হোলো না। হাসপাতাল
থেকে এক অল্প বয়সী ডাক্তার তো বলেই দিলো ,”অপারেশন ছাড়া এর কোনো ওষুধ নেই।”
আমার বয়স এখন ৭৪ বছর। কয়েক বছর আগে আমার bypass সার্জারি হযে গেছে।
অপারেশন তেমন কোনো ভয়ের মনে করি না। অপারেশনে আমি ভালো হয়ে যাবো এই
গ্যারান্টি যদি কেউ দেয় তবেই আমি অপারেশনে যাব। নইলে অবস্থা যদি আরো
খারাপ হয় আমি একেবারেই অক্ষম হয়ে যাব।
সে গ্যারাণ্টি কেউ দিলো না।
অন্য স্পেশালিস্ট ডাক্তারের পরামর্শমতো পুরোনো x-ray আর MRI রিপোর্ট সহ
Diagnostic ল্যাবরেটরি তে যাই।
x-ray হয়ে গেছে। আমাকে পাঠানো হোলো নিচের ফ্লোরে MRI করার জন্যে। এসে দেখি
লম্বা লাইন। রুগীদের অপেক্ষা করার চেয়ারে বসে চিন্তা করছি এখন কি করি ?
কালো ব্যাগটা খুলতে নজরে পড়লো আমার পুরোনো x-ray রিপোর্ট তো ল্যাব থেকে
আনা হয়নি !
লিফটে চড়ে বসলাম। ল্যাবের দরজা খোলার আগেই সামনে দেখি এক জোড়া আমার
চপ্পলের মতই চপ্পল পড়ে আছে। ভালো ভাবে চেয়ে দেখি যে এ জোড়া তো আমারই
চপ্পল জোড়া! পায়ের দিকে চেয়ে দেখি আমার পায়ে ও তো চপ্পল নেই!
x-ray রিপোর্টের সাথে আমার চপ্পল জোড়াও ফেরৎ মিললো।
~~ Shree ~~
Dan met Nancy in a cocktail bar that night. It was pretty late and Nancy was getting drunk at the counter, blabbing away to strangers. She stank of perfume and vodka. She swooned this way and that, as if on the deck of a storm-swept ship. Then she spotted Dan and yelled in his ear,
Dan looked at Nancy and asked, “Me?”
Nancy was struggling to talk. “Yeah, you! You know what? You are the most handsome man in this bar. Would you buy me a drink?”
For some reason Dan could not deny. Dan ordered the drinks and they both drank like that there would be no tomorrow. They could hardly hear anything, just the sharp stink of vodka and the perfume prevailed. Nancy almost passed out by then. A number of people loitered around, shouting and screaming. When Dan managed to burst out the doors, he realized that a fierce storm had passed by. Water logged on the streets, few roofs were ripped off in the vicinity. The road was haunted with some drunks and a couple of weird-looking cab drivers.
Dan somehow dragged Nancy into a cab and took her to the room in his motel. Unable to stand any longer they both hit the bed. Silence loomed for a while before they attained their heights of passion. The storm swirled up again, hurling the sheets away from their semi-nude bodies. The other inmates of the motel panicked up and down the stairs, as the storm rampaged through the town.
Somewhere in the midst of that Dan wondered about the perfume and the vodka. He muttered to her, “Did you put on the vodka and drink the perfume?” She giggled and slurred, “Yessss!”
Nancy had the kind of figure to die for, full of secrets, bright with life. Her lines and curves, squiggles and swerves kept Dan in motion all night. Finally, he fell asleep towards the dawn without caring about the storm.
He woke up in the afternoon with a heavy head, not quite remembering what happened the night before. The storm was over, life was returning to normalcy. The local newspaper was pushed into his room, through the slit under the door. The headline was that of a popular bar dancer of the town died in a motorbike crash, drunk, during the violent storm the evening before. And the wildest part was, the newspaper smelt of vodka and the perfume Nancy wore!!
~~ Houston, Texas ~~
~~ July 2017 ~~
Why me? Is that the first reaction that you have on experiencing pain?
Let me tell you a micro story and then we can conclude.
A certain Devta (An alien who was spiritually and technically 5 million years ahead of us) was tired of the riches and stagnation of pleasures on his planet (Aka Devloka!). He searched for a planet that could speed up his spiritual growth and evolution. He found a blue planet, our Earth in the year 5006 B.C.
He was surprised to see a few brown skinned humans in deep meditation. He communicated with them mentally and requested them to help.
“I am Pintozahuan, king of Daytopa planet. I wish to evolve into the finer realms of existence. Sadly, my evolution has stopped despite my best efforts. Do you know why?”
The brown skinned saints opened their eyes and talked telepathically “Welcome to the blessed planet, Earth. The only good thing that this planet offers is pain. But worry not, this thing called pain will propel you to truth in no time. Sensation of pain is the only cure for stagnation of evolution”
The alien took birth as a human being and started living on this planet. He lost his mother when he was born. His father died of a snake bite. He roamed the streets as a lunatic and begged for food. He developed skin diseases and became weak.
One day when he went to a temple to collect Bhoga (free food) he saw the same brown skinned saints who communicated with him on his initial arrival. They recognized him instantly and took him to their Ashram (Spiritual retreat). His diseases were healed and he was initiated into the world of meditation and deep concentration.
One day Pintozahuan was sitting with the saints.
“So what did you learn?” Asked the brown skinned saints.
“It is a strange sensation! But my mind has become sharper and ready to enter the infinite state” Exclaimed Pintozahuan.
“So you have learnt the secret of this Planet?”
“Yes I do, now please help me reach my cosmic home!”
Pintozahuan meditated intensely for years. His mind was stronger than ever. Pain had made him resistant to all stagnating thoughts. He entered the cosmic world with ease and joined several earthly saints!
So friends, remember, this planet is a learning stage. Use your pain to evolve. Do not complain, utilize the gift called pain !
The creator is testing you!
By Saket Chattopadhyay
It’s raining blood the other side of the door but who cares
People screaming, weeping, howling but who cares
I am civilized, law abiding, nationalistic so, who cares.
Rape, killing, lynching, riot, part of the society; so as caste, creed, clan and religion
I am safe because I am aloof, don’t care when somebody dies from hunger, flood, suspicion.
I, me, myself is self-centric and self-obsessed
My neighbor was attacked last night, I kept my doors closed, felt relieved
I am alive, my family is not harmed, satisfied.
Sudden knock on the door, vehemently
Somebody trying to break the door, forcibly
I cried for help, ‘save me, my family’
No one dares, no one cares
because no one is there.
By Rajarshi Maitra
News published in (IBNS)
Kolkata, June 21: Indian book publishing company, Power Publishers, has been diversifying into several platforms such as advertisement films, television commercials, corporate film making services, to broaden its bouquet of services for customers.
Power Publishers has been providing a platform to new and first-time authors to publish their books since 2008. The company offers a range of publishing services like pre-press services, book distribution, book promotion to new authors.
The company recently announced its separate film and post production division, Power Publishers and Motion Pictures, which has started producing feature films and short films.
It is producing the full-length feature film Sin Sister, and recently produced the short film Drishtika.
They have been doing post production of music videos from India and abroad.
Recently, Power Publishers and Motion Pictures announced a new range of film related services – advertisement film making, television commercial (TVC) production, corporate film making and Facebook promo video creation.
With the announcement of this new range of film related services, the company is already working on several television commercials and ad films, like Shine Detergent television commercial, Karukrit ad film, Eyeflax television commercial.
“We have very talented film directors as part of our team, like Subhabrata Chatterjee, Prataap Ghosh, Swarnava Bera and Rishav Ghosh. We have our crew and equipment and can handle small to large productions of television commercials and corporate films,” said Pinaki Ghosh, the founder.
“Not only large budget television commercials, even smaller budget Facebook promo videos are a very important promotion tool today, because if they touch hearts, they get shared in millions,” said Sudeshna Sen, the General Manager of the company.
The company said that it plans to make this range of services reasonably priced for startups. Someone with just a lakh rupees can also get a very well-produced advertisement film made by Power Publishers.
Once you book is out in print, there is no way you can start cashing in if it simply lies around the corner. Obviously, you must have started your share of promotional activities right from the time your manuscript was in pre-press, but with the era turning competitive with each passing fortnight, widespread advertising has to follow aggressive promotion to make things work in your favour. This is where Power Publishers is your one-stop destination. We are a global brand-name when it comes to giving you attractive covers and contemporarily designed books, but our promotional services, like advertising in flipkart and amazon, have the potential to help you taste success with your published work, like never before.
So, why take the unconventional route when we can easily advertise in newspapers and magazines? Well, first of all, advertising in newspaper has become pricier and returns are not as expected. We can always get a nice and fancy ad of your book printed in leading dailies, but you cannot be sure that readers would sit back and take notice. Newspapers are good when you are trying to reach out to middle-aged readers (even though we are witness to tech-savvy 50 year olds, nowadays!). But, if you are trying to look for a young reader base that have their eyesights working and are always on the go, advertising in popular online platforms like flipkart and amazon can get you more benefits. Youngsters and readers flip through these online shopping portals more than they glance through newspaper pages. These sites offer a healthy discount on products and provide them access and information to a large variety of stuff under one roof. So, ads that pop up on those pages are sure to get noticed and click with readers. Once they take interest in the ad for your book, all they will have to do is check the product specification, read the blurb of the book in the product page and click on ‘buy now’. Voila! We have a sale and you have royalty.
These online ads have got flexibility and are affordable compared to newspaper ads. Their success rate is high and everyday re-occurrence acts as a constant reminder to buyers. Moreover, the process is pretty much effortless yet garners more attention. You book a package with us and these advertisement services run complimentary with them. To know more, get in touch with us and we would happy to tell you more about it.
Achena Mukher Chena Chobi by Biswajit Bose
Price: ₹ 126.00, Genre: Non-fiction, Pages: 95, Binding: Paperback, Language: Bengali, ISBN: 978-93-84923-46-4
Family albums come up from the need to preserve family memories. Some pictures and photographs remind us how our emotions are connected with the environment. That is memory. Remain preserved in the mind and warn us too.
My father wanted me to get certificates from the university. My free choice be society; let that form the heart of my choice for subjects. Answer-sheets would be my philosophy of life.
My choice of reading kept changing like this. My nerves started sending my education and new experiences to my bank of memories. My creative philosophy of life took shape. The source is the mystery of life of the universe.
Life, death and marriage are governed by God. We are too weak to control these events. With these, the almighty handed over the veena; along with it, several creative musical ideas.
Nature, through change of seasons, bring about changes in me and my world.
My creative mind expanded beyond the chains of logic and spread beyond the horizon.
Glimpse of the Truth by Prasad Agte
Price: ₹ 180.00, Genre: Fiction, Pages: 121, Binding: Paperback, Language: English, ISBN: 978-93-85892-25-7
A story of every man and his relationship with his fellow world.
The verses outline his thinking in view of what he thinks about his would be fiance / soul mate / girlfriend / why he likes her so much, why is she so special to him, etc.
Right from the first face to face bout how love at first sight actually evolves into an admirable affection and can mean so much to someone.
It describes the phase in detail that instructs him to take the virtuous steps in letting her know everything.
And how he proposes finally in a unique style pampering all the warmth, care, love and almost everything he has just to let his girl know that he loves her a lot and she’s the world for him.
Applicable to people of all age groups this is every man’s and every couple’s song.