By Bhupesh Chandra Karmakar
Daily Routine of an Octogenarian
I had a chance to meet an old man who was walking smartly with few people on the park While conversing he said that he is now more 84 years and spends leisure time writing articles It seems he grew up in a remote village without the complexities and luxuries of town life He wake up in the morning, then he is goes into the bathroom to wash his face and brush teeth He takes little methi water, one rounded garlic, 3 almonds, tarmac in his empty stomach He takes bath and after dressing, creaming he goes to his house temple to read religious book He complete his breakfast with vegetable mixed dahlia, cornflake with milk etc. before 9 am He takes one bowl of fresh fruits at about 11 am and he tries to complete his lunch before 2pm He who is health conscious, takes three rotis or a bowl of rice with fish, vegetable, salad in lunch He always remembers to put less salt while taking his meals and try to avoid fried food and sweets However, he takes rest for an hour after his lunch and then he takes tea with biscuit at about 4pm His habit is to do little exercise in the morning and in the evening he goes to park to walk for an hour He takes two rotis with vegetable, a cup of toned milk and complete his dinner before 9 pm He further said that he start to smoke secretly since he was a teenager when he was working in a shop
An Autumn Moonlight
Wind was blowing through the trees, musical notes rushing past me, Remembering your loneliness, I was waiting for you in bright moonlight, We sat near a bamboo grove and we were laughing under the moonlight Moonlight was slanting through grove and I was looking your glowing face On that fair autumn moonlight, your eyes had shone like the summer rain The beauty of your face and the beauty of lips looked like blossomed rose When you looked at me my heart was filled with joy and we talked silently The sweet breeze blew when I saw you under bamboo grove on moonlight Though there was no fear but we almost force to smile when our eyes met The clouds have blanketed the stars and we had burned up the moonlight My dear do you see that everything is filled with power and new strength When nothing makes sense and all desires fades, we will rest in adoration.
He wore shirt and a long pant when I found him on the cricket ground I never saw such a young boy who looked so smart and very handsome While entering inside the ground, I heard a voice behind me whispered It was a low voice saying “I was a soul in pain, my pain I could not feel I knew what he thought because he looked upon a girl who once loved him The boy who had returned from foreign yet did he not forget his friends Some love little, some long, some sell and others buy but I had many tear He watched me when I was weeping and was praying for his good health I have never seen a boy who is so handsome with cricket cap on his head When we went to play at village school ground it was a love of reflection
Navagraha Pooja at My Home
A priest arrive at my home to perform this auspicious Pooja ceremony The invitees also arrive to attend this auspicious ceremony at my house Before commencing Pooja ceremony, the priest blew the conch-shell Simultaneously entire women uttered ulu ulu sound which is blessing 1n an auspicious moment, the priest started to chant Navgrah mantra He prepared ‘panchamrita’ i.e. mixture of milk, curds, ghee, honey and sugar. Then the priest offered fruits, sweets, incense to appease Navagraha He was waving the lights cordially before the deity after offering food After completion the fire ritual priest ended the auspicious ceremony The priest distributed the food which offered to god to the entire guests As the clouds gathered in the sky, all invites and priest left my home
Bihu is a set of three important Assamese festivals ‘Rongali’, 'Kongali' and 'Bhogali' Bihu’. Rongali bihu observed in April, ‘Kongali' bihu in October, and 'Bhogali' in January The Rongali Bihu is the most important of the three celebrating spring festival The Rongali Bihu coincides the Assamese New year and as well as with other regions of Indian The other two Bihu festivals also is associated with agriculture, and rice in particular Rongali bihu is associated wth crop protection and worship of plants and crop The people of Assamese celebrate the Rongali Bihu with feasts, music and dancing The term Bihu is used "Bihu" dance otherwise called Bihu Naas and Bihu folk songs
My Cargo Ship
My cargo ship which was sailing on the ocean during night, was a small ship I could see the shining and bright moon in the sky which follow the ship with light Beneath the moon before the wind my cargo ship was moving very fast on the ocean Today my ship was coming with loaded goods from a foreign country in the morning Sooner I saw my ship, I shouted loudly: 'Oh, here is my ship coming with cargo A boat was waiting on the beach, the sailor went to collect goods from the ship with labours
Bhupesh Chandra Karmakar was born on 16 November 1936. After completing his schooling from the Bengali High School in Nowgong (Assam), he joined the Indian Air Force. During his stay at an Air Force unit in Barrackpore, West Bengal, he had a chance to pursue higher studies as a private candidate from University of Calcutta in 1970. He spent his tenure with the Indian Air Force, travelling vastly about India and various countries like Singapore, Dubai, UK and USA. He started writing about his vision of mystical life in various articles and stories in English after interacting with people and sharing their experiences.
His poems have been published in Sethu Bilingual Journal, Pittsburgh-America, Savant Poetry Anthology, America, Eskimo pie E-Journal-America, Contemporary Literary Review India Anthology, Indian Periodical Journal and Muse India Journal.
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