Rest in Peace ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Life is a countable with thousands of desire and hope, but all these are just temporal bubbling in the shore. We need more than that, needed an everlasting silence, where this body-mind could find itself in an unconscious transition, so that it could engross in a peaceful “rest in peace”… Continue reading Rest in Peace ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

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Geminated mind or Fictional Reality ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Dear Mother, once you warned me about to remember the difference between Reality and Fiction, once you forbade me to believe in fiction, and I know why you forbade me to doing this…/Yeah, reality is simple when anybody takes to decide it simple that, he will never think of it further and just played to it as it is. Maybe the policy is best to survive but difficult to play, as I’m yet not able to play it very well. Pardon me mother, reality is still enigmatic to me with its reality and I’m walking along the maze to remember your lucid face… which perhaps the only reality that is non-fictional. Continue reading Geminated mind or Fictional Reality ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Rhythmic Eternity ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

… time is coming to preserve original to serve our own interest. Perhaps it would be “African” or “Bengali” and maybe any other part of the world. We need to preserve all our efforts for greater interest of human civilization./ … A day will come when we have no choice rather to exit the planet. When we will start the journey to an unknown planet, it’s not absurd that we loaded our suitcase with the happiest things we enjoyed here. This little video footage will perhaps accompanied one by these days of exit. Continue reading Rhythmic Eternity ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Filler of the void ⇒ Kirno Sohochari

Millions of people raised this question in a million of times and yet not solved. Probably it will be an unsolved question for next million years; if we detached ourselves from the believer of God at future then a void space will create in the starry sky. Then who will be the filler of this empty surface? The star-spangled night was dripping on my face./ I rub my fingers over the face and looking to the sky again. It was shining like an angel but the angel was silent to me. Continue reading Filler of the void ⇒ Kirno Sohochari