Many and majority makes decisions for the minority. They call this “democracy”. On the other hand, each individual have a right to live and proceed with their goals, and doesn’t need the approval from the “majority” .
Why then..must we collectively want something or someone, is it not right to think and evaluate ..rather test those persons..or ideas, before implementing.
Dictatorship…always considered bad, because one person rules over many, yet when many rules over lesser group..why is that not injustice.
In our city, Dhaka. The traffic moves in the opposite direction, and the law enforcer’s allows this however, if you park somewhere ..you get a ticket !
Mostly all the driving is done by those who earlier drove a three wheeler, or a bus..and the one sitting inside, the owner has never driven anything in life..making him totally blind to the reckless driving by his driver.
It is but important to think..why should the majority who are not following basic traffic rules be allowed to give a hard time to minority , who are following rules.
I want to protest, for pedestrians blocking car movements. I want to question, why a motor bike is allowed to break signals and cars are restricted. I want to demand justification, for big vehicles pushing and squeezing others for fun..I want to know..why a car stand dead stop on a highway..and the car crashing on it..gets blamed..
I get an answer…which I can’t accept..it is ” You do not know how to drive in the Dhaka”
Oh! this year the Valentine day was good..not much happened I was working all day long and we never forgot to sing our beloved song..yes..yes..the one from past years ..we recorded it in our mind and replayed it many times..this year we did it too..lips were silent but we hmmmed away the tune..no words were used. No need..For in Valentine day, few use lips to say words..yes..most of couple use it to kiss…so did we..we sang our love song..with lips sealed..eyes were closed but not really..his fingers were drumming my nose tenderly.. I know it was not romantic surely..yet it was fun to be able to cuddle and wander ..wink and link..in minds and hearts..from work station to meals..I found it real..it is..real..love between me and my hubby…there is no fire..no excitement no burns..no sensations that topple or boggles our minds..what we have is a friendship so deep..we hold each other as we sleep..never do we weep 🙂
Valentine I will wait for you in coming years..and don’t forget I like my ice cream with a pear 🙂
I want to build a tool/machine. It would suck in all the spoken words and written letters..no matter where a voice is heard or a letter read..this tool will absorb the energy..the force of the meanings..it’s intensity and supply a power to the city. Since, each got a mobile phone or smart phone, tablet etc.etc…most of the users are busy busy busy!!! communicating with someone or no one..yet writing a text or a post..like me 🙂
I would like to design a machine that can attract a signal, a pulse of energy with each word, first it will be connected to internet and telephone via satellite..next using the phone numbers, it would track all conversations taking place around the vicinity. I think , most of the households has at least two phones..so on average two source for supplying 24/7 energy.
All, this would be sent to the planets and then it will be bounced off..passed through and finally multiplied to nth level..and be ready to replace all other energy source. Talk and write…and be part of power..word power
Subtle images gives soft projections with deep meanings.
The inner ugliness is sometimes covered with a smooth blank cover,
yet when it is exposed..you find a fly or a wriggling crawler..ready
to eat away from your decomposing self..pieces that are dead and will rot ..
yet..we carry many valuables in soft bags with ease.
Only once can you be ..where you are..in moment
Only then can you feel..it too..the situation
Only..you can be..who you are and no one else
You..any words soft or harsh
for your intent..your thoughts
is invisible to us..from far away
you can not connect..so we can not say
what you want to hear..but you can Pray 🙂
That is a time..when you are lonely
God is only..your soul mate.
inspired by summerstormy2