SK  Nurul Absar

Ever since I was a child, I used to play with dreams, I used to fly a kite directly, but in the middle of a dream, flying a kite was sweeter, and so I used to look for dreams in my mind and soul, dreams chased me in my mind and soul.  One of the hobbies.

A kite can be flown from a small yard, but many can be flown from the field.  That’s how I want to fly a favorite kite from the edge of my mind.  My love-lover wants to decorate the dragon with the sweetness of the mind.  My dreamy mind decorates dreams.  The stream of dreams flows endlessly in the depths of my heart.  With my dreams and dreams, I will have a house on the top of a lonely mountain in the distance – I will sit there and make a dream trap.  There I will compose a paradise of happiness.  No frustration – no pain, no failure can touch there.  My dreamy mind, you are constantly taking care of me from the depths of my heart.  I decorate with you under the infinite blue sky, by the clear blue of the sea.  Where songbirds sing in their own way.  Ignoring the inferiority complex of society, the dreamer only wants to be surrounded by you. Not a bird in a cage, not like a bird in the forest.  Will be  She will be my dearest, happiest, most lonely one, above all love and affection.

In the twilight, my dream lamp will be decorated like the ornament of that dream.  I will look for the meaning of life by seeing that beautiful scene, and I will erase all the fatigue of my life in the red light of sunset.  In the baridhara of Sravan, the anxiety of the mind surrounds you only, O dreamer.  The cloudy sky of my whole day is just with you.  I gave all my happiness only to you.  Disappointed, he wanders aimlessly every day.  My dreams do not get a touch of reality.  Life today came face to face with the meaning of life.  In desperation I hid my face in the palms of my hands.  There is no semantics, there is semantics.  At the end of my life, I could not get rid of the fast-moving sorrow.  And all the pain is around me because I couldn’t.  The vague dreams in the twists and turns of life inspire survival.  So I surrendered myself with destiny.  Pen with paper, mind with mind.  I have learned to make life very real even if I don’t meet anyone, just as youth meets life.  Until I realize the luxury of a perfect human being, I will overcome all sorrows and pains and fly with wings in the sky of desire, touching the black cloud of despair.

Dream luxury, you tell me, am I walking the path of the world in a big wrong way?  Or walking on the path of truth and justice যদি if so, is the search for purity alone in the midst of so much dust and sand?  But even in the embrace of impurity that my breath comes off!  Tell me what to do, dreamer.  I’m just waiting to get close to you.  Tell me when you will catch the dreamer !!! If it is not, then you can give me endless leave.  The dreamy luxury will give me an eternal holiday from the bewildered crowd !!