Azad Quotes

ছেলেটি তার বিছানা গুছিয়ে না রাখলে মা খুশি হয়, দেখতে পায় একটি পুরুষের জন্ম হচ্ছে; কিন্তু মেয়েটি বিছানা না গোছালে একটি নারীর মৃত্যু দেখে মা আতংকিত হয়ে পড়ে।

I am not handsome but I can give my hand to someone who need help... Because beauty is required in heart not in face....

বাঙালির জাতিগত আলস্য ধরা পড়ে ভাষায়। বাঙালি ‘দেরি করে’, ‘চুরি করে’, 'আশা করে', এমনকি ‘বিশ্রাম করে’। বিশ্রামও বাঙালির কাছে কাজ।

নিজের নিকৃষ্ট কালে চিরশ্রেষ্ঠ ব্যক্তিদের সঙ্গ পাওয়ার জন্যে রয়েছে বই; আর সমকালের নিকৃষ্ট ব্যক্তিদের সঙ্গ পাওয়ার জন্যে রয়েছে টেলিভিশন ও সংবাদপত্র।

এক-বইয়ের-পাঠক সম্পর্কে সাবধান।

You can’t judge an entire population of a people by the actions of a select few. You can’t use your grief and your sorrow to justify your hate and your discrimination.

আমাদের শহরগুলো কোনোদিন শহর হবে না। হবে বস্তি। আমাদের গ্রামগুলো আর গ্রাম থাকবে না। হয়ে উঠবে বস্তি।

বাঙালী জীবিত প্রতিভাকে লাশে পরিণত করে, আর মৃত প্রতিভার কবরে আগরবাতি জ্বালে।

ব্যর্থরাই প্রকৃত মানুষ, সফলেরা শয়তান।

মানুষের ওপর বিশ্বাস হারানো পাপ, তবে বাঙালির ওপর বিশ্বাস রাখা বিপজ্জনক।

আধুনিকতা কাকে বলে? মানুষ যখন যুক্তিতে আস্থা আনে, যখন সে আবেগকে নিয়ন্ত্রণ করে, যখন সে মানুষকে মানুষ বলে মূল্য দেয়, তখন সে হয়ে উঠে আধুনিক।

সবচেয়ে হাস্যকর কথা হচ্ছে একদিন আমরা কেউ থাকবো না।

বালক ভুল করে পড়েছে ভুল বই, পড়েনি ব্যাকরণ, পড়েনি মূল বই! বালক জানে না তো সময় প্রতিকূল, সাঁতার না শিখে সে সাগরে ঝাঁপ দেয়, জলের চোরাস্রোত গোপনে বয়ে যায়, বালক ভুল করে নেমেছে ভুল জলে! বালক জানে না তো কতোটা হেঁটে এলে ফেরার পথ নেই, থাকে না কোনো কালে।।

তুমি জানো না, কোনোদিন জানবে না, কেমন লাগে একটি নড়োবড়ো বাঁশের পুলের ওপর দাঁড়িয়ে কালো জলের দিকে তাকিয়ে থাকতে। তুমি শিশির দেখো নি, কুয়াশা দেখো নি, কচুরি ফুল দেখো নি। তুমি ধানের শীষ দেখেছো টেলিভিশনে, চিল দেখেছো ছবির বইতে। নালি বেয়ে ফোঁটাফোঁটা খেজুরের রস ঝরতে দেখো নি, পুকুরে দেখো নি মাছের লাফের দৃশ্য। তুমি জানো না কেমন লাগে উথাল-পাতাল ঢেউয়ের দিকে তাকিয়ে থাকতে, আর কেমন লাগে একটি পাখির পেছনে ছুটে ছুটে সকালকে দুপুরের দিকে গড়িয়ে দিতে। আমি জানি; - না আমি জানতাম।

তীর্থে যাবে প্রবীণ মেঘের সারি পথেই পড়ে ঐ তোমাদের বাড়ি তোমার জন্যে রক্তজবার গালে তাই রেখে যায় একটি জলের ফোঁটা আজকে তোমার মন ভালো নেই বলে মেঘের আড়ে আকাশ কাঁদে গোটা আমার বুকে প্রতিধ্বনি তারই।

পুঁজিবাদের আল্লার নাম টাকা, মসজিদের নাম ব্যাংক।

পাকিস্তানিদের আমি অবিশ্বাস করি, যখন তারা গোলাপ নিয়ে আসে, তখনও।

শিল্পকলা হচ্ছে নিরর্থক জীবনকে অর্থপূর্ণ করার ব্যর্থ প্রয়াস।

প্রতিটি দগ্ধ গ্রন্থ সভ্যতাকে নতুন আলো দেয়।

The desert has been a balm to all her hurts. This place with its emptiness and the promise of heat glimmering underneath the sand.

According to Abdul Kalam Azad, ‘It is one of the greatest frauds on the people to suggest that religious affinity can unite areas which are geographically, economically, linguistically and culturally different.

রবীন্দ্রনাথের নোবেল পুরস্কার পাওয়ার দরকার ছিলো না, কিন্তু দরকার ছিলো বাঙলা সাহিত্যের। পুরস্কার না পেলে হিন্দুরা বুঝতো না যে রবীন্দ্রনাথ বড়ো কবি; আর মুসলমানেরা রহিম, করিমকে দাবি করতো বাঙলার শ্রেষ্ঠ কবি হিশেবে।

সবাই চ'লে গেছে, ঘোলা হয়ে আছে আমাদের পুবপুকুরের টলটলে জল। ভীষণ বিষণ্ন দেখায় পুকুরটিকে। ঘন ঘোলা পানি শব্দ করে না, কলকল করে না, নিথরভাবে প'ড়ে থাকে। তাতে ভাসতে থাকে ছিঁড়েফাড়া কচুরিপানা - এদিকে ভাসে ওদিকে ভাসে। মনে হয় কাঁদে। ঘোলা জলে কচুরিপানার ছবি গেঁথে আছে আমার চোখে। যখন আমি এ-শহরে, শহরকে আমার অনেক সময় ঘোলাজলের পুকুর ব'লেই মনে হয়, কাউকে ঘুরতে দেখি একা একা - বিষন্ন, মলিন উস্কোখুস্কো, তখনি মনে পড়ে মানুষ নামার পরে পুবপুকুরের ঘোলাজলে ভাসমান জীর্ণ কচুরিপানাগুলোকে। এমন কচুরিপানা-মানুষ দেখেছিলাম আমি একাত্তুরের সাতাশে মার্চে। পঁচিশে মার্চের আক্রমণ ও ছাব্বিশে মার্চের সান্ধ্য আইনের পরে সাতাশে মার্চে ঢাকা শহরের মানুষেরা বেরিয়ে পড়েছিলো রাস্তায় - হাঁটছিলো, ভয় পাচ্ছিলো, নিরুদ্দেশ পথ চলছিলো, ঠিক যেনো আমাদের পুকুরে মানুষ নামার পরে ঘোলা জলে এলোমেলো ভাসমান ছিন্নভিন্ন কচুরিপানার দল।

In his speeches on Azad Hind Radio, Subhas Bose referred to Gandhi as the ‘Father of the Nation’. This seems to be the first time Gandhi was called this. The usage soon became ubiquitous.

The desert sings of loss, always loss, and if you stand quiet with your eyes closed, it will grieve you too.

জন্মাতরবাদ ভারতীয় উপমহাদেশের অবধারিত দর্শন। এ- অঞ্চলে এক জন্মে পরীক্ষা দিতে হয়, আরেক জন্মে ফল বেরোয়, দু-জন্ম বেকার থাকতে হয়, এবং ভাগ্য প্রসন্ন হ’লে কোন এক জন্মে চাকুরি মিলতেও পারে।

math is about ideas — formulas are just a way to express them.

তোমার সময় হবে?- বহুক্ষণ মুখোমুখি বসে তোমার মুখের কথা প্রসারিত বুকে গেঁথে নেবো ! -- ভালোবাসা পেলে কোন বোকা প'ড়ে থাকে নষ্ট জলে

বাঙলা, এবং যে-কোনো, ভাষার শুদ্ধ বানান লেখার সহজতম উপায় শুদ্ধ বানানটি শিখে নেয়া।

ভালো থেকো ফুল, মিষ্টি বকুল, ভালো থেকো। ভালো থেকো ধান, ভাটিয়ালি গান, ভালো থেকো। ভালো থেকো মেঘ, মিটিমিটি তারা। ভালো থেকো পাখি, সবুজ পাতারা। ভালো থেকো।

যে বিজ্ঞান স্রষ্টার তৈরি প্রকৃতির সব রহস্য ভেদ করতে অক্ষম, তাকে বাটখারা বানিয়ে সেই প্রকৃতির স্রষ্টাকে জাস্টিফাই করাটা কি নিছক ছেলেমানুষি নয়?

I dreamed of you for so long. I would do anything to be with you. Even this.

You’re my favourite story. I feel like I’ve known you for a long time.

Bir felaketten hiçbir zaman çok uzakta olamazsın, çünkü bütün bu evrende felaketten azade hiçbir yer yoktur!

Compete or Die

Some of us enjoy with today, some with future and some other with past.

ক্ষুধা ও সৌন্দর্যবোধের মধ্যে গভীরসম্পর্ক রয়েছে। যে-সব দেশে অধিকাংশ মানুষঅনাহারী, সেখানে মাংসল হওয়া রূপসীর লক্ষণ; যে-সব দেশে প্রচুর খাদ্য আছে,সেখানে মেদহীন হওয়া রূপসীর লক্ষণ। এজন্যেই হিন্দি আর বাঙলা ফিল্মের নায়িকাদের দেহ থেকে মাংস চর্বি উপচে পড়ে। ক্ষুধার্ত দর্শকেরা সিনামা দেখে না, মাংস ও চর্বি খেয়ে ক্ষুধা নিবৃত্ত করে।

Death will not be denied, Fatima Ghazala. I cannot promise never to die, habibti. But before death, there is life. No matter how short our hours are or how swiftly time flees, there is life. And since there is life, habibti, let us live. Let us not squander even one second of it.

যে তুমি বইয়ে দাও মধুদুগ্ধ গাভির ওলানে খড় আর ঘাস থেকে, যে তুমি ফোটাও মাধবী আর অজস্র পুত্রকে দাও ছন্দ- করে তোলো কবি, যে তুমি ফোটাও ফুল বনে বনে গন্ধভরপুর- সে তুমি কেমন করে, বাঙলা, সে তুমি কেমন করে দিকে দিকে জন্ম দিচ্ছ পালেপালে শুয়োরকুকুর?

I wonder what you see in him," Fatima muses. "Apart from his excellent muezzin abilities, you mean?" Adila says. "The symmetry of his face moves me." Azizah sniffs.

আমাদের অঞ্চলে সৌন্দর্য অশ্লীল, অসৌন্দর্য শ্লীল। রুপসীর একটু নগ্নবাহু দেখে ওরা হৈ চৈ করে, কিন্তু পথে পথে ভিখিরিনির উলঙ্গ দেহ দেখে ওরা একটুও বিচলিত হয় না।

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প্রকৃতি বিভক্ত হন তিন সত্তায়ঃ উত্তাপে, গোলাপে আর নারীর সৌরভে ।। --প্রকৃতির তিন সত্তা

এপারে মানুষ অর্থহীন আত্মসম্মানের কাছে নতজানু প্রধান ভিক্ষুকঃ রাগ-দ্বেষ-ঈর্ষাহীন মধ্যবিত্ত, খড়ের পুতুল। - চ'লে যাব সুতোর ওপারে

I Love you, im not in love with you. but i need you in my life and that's an issue

যে বিজ্ঞান স্রষ্টার তৈরি প্রকৃতির সব রহস্য ভেদ করতে অক্ষম, তাকে বাটখারা বানিয়ে সেই প্রকৃতির স্রষ্টাকে জাস্টিফাই করাটা কি নিছক ছেলে মানুষি নয়?

I have nothing else to lose now—except for you.

Cities have souls, you know. They are alive and sometimes they die. They grow old either gracefully or shamefully. They shrink and they expand. They grieve and celebrate." -The Wild Ones

now he realized… now he knew why the Empire had survived because of the game; Azad itself simply produced an insatiable desire for more victories, more power, more territory, more dominance…

I don't like the darkness but I want to live in it, I don't want to have pains but I always have it, I want to live in good way, happy and very normal life but I just can't. Because it's not that thing which some one gave me and I didn't took from anybody or anything that's just my destiny.

Người ta hỏi một nhà thông thái rằng, trong số nhiều cây nổi tiếng mà Chúa toàn năng đã tạo thành những cây cao bóng cả, không có cây nào được gọi là azad, hay tự do, ngoài cây bách là cây không quả, có bí mật gì trong chuyện này không? Nhà thông thái trả lời, mỗi cây có một sản phẩm thích hợp và có mùa thích hợp với nó, đúng mùa thì nó tươi tốt và ra hoa, trái mùa thì nó khô vàng và héo tàn, cây bách không ở trong hai trạng thái này, vì nó lúc nào cũng xanh tươi, và bản chất của nó là azad, hay tự do tín ngưỡng. Đừng gắn trái tim bạn với cái gì nhất thời; vì con sông Dijlah, hay Tigris, sẽ tiếp tục chảy qua Bagdad sau khi nòi giống các vua Hồi đã tuyệt diệt; nếu bạn giàu có, hãy hào phóng; nhưng nếu không có gì để cho, hãy là 1 azad, hay 1 người tự do, giống như cây bách.

Her kiss with Azad had been devouring, almost violent, but this was different, delicate - as delicate as a moth’s wing. Soraya felt like a cat stretched out in a patch of sunlight, luxuriating in the softness of Parvaneh’s mouth, in the slow drag of Parvaneh’s fingertips along the length of her neck. Parvaneh seemed to be trying to memorize the feel of Soraya’s skin, and Soraya, remembering the sight of her tattered wings, wondered when Parvaneh had last experienced any kind of touch that was not in violence.

How much more does Sonia Gandhi’s son know about the past of the party of which he is now the vice president? Not very much. In Rahul Gandhi’s understanding of his party’s history, only five leaders have mattered: his mother, his father, his grandmother, his great-grandfather and Mahatma Gandhi, the only Indian politician whom he (and Sonia) have granted parity with their own family. Gokhale, Tilak, Rajaji, Azad, Kamaraj, even (or especially) Patel—these are merely names (and sometimes not even that) to the heir apparent. By

Fix not thy heart on that which is transitory; for the Dijlah, or Tigris, will continue to flow through Bagdad after the race of caliphs is extinct: if thy hand has plenty, be liberal as the date tree; but if it affords nothing to give away, be an azad, or free man, like the cypress.

আমি ঈর্ষা করি শুধু তাদের যারা আজো জন্মেনি

শিশু, সবুজ, তরুণীরা আছে ব’লে বেঁচে থাকা আজো আমার কাছে আপত্তিকর হয়ে ওঠে নি।

বিনয়ীরা সুবিধাবাদী, আর সুবিধাবাদীরা বিনয়ী। প

বিনয়ীরা সুবিধাবাদী, আর সুবিধাবাদীরা বিনয়ী।

একমাত্র শরীরই শুধু সত্য বলতে পারে, শরীরের থেকে বড়ো কোন ইশ্বর নেই।

দ্বিতীয়, তৃতীয়, চতুর্থ, পঞ্চম প্রেম বলে কিছু নেই। মানুষ যখন প্রেমে পড়ে, তখন প্রতিটি প্রেমই প্রথম প্রেম।

আমার তারুণ্যময় সুঠাম শরীর তোমাকে পাপের পথে নামাতে পারে না?- সামান্য পাপের ভয়ে আকণ্ঠ তৃষনার্ত তুমি সুপেয় জলের জন্য, প্রিয়তমা, এইটুকু পথ পেরুবে না? । -ত্রিশোত্তর বাংলা কবিতার প্রতি

নিজের বিরুদ্ধে তুমি জেগে উঠবে কবে, হে কুসুম? --জেগে উঠবে কবে

কে যেনো বলেছেন ভীরুরািই মৃত্যুর আগে বারবার মরে?‘ ‘তিনি ভুল বলেছেন, প্রেমিকেরাই মৃত্যুর আগে বারবার মরে।

সবচেয়ে বিশাল ও ভারি যে লাশটি বাংলাদেশ নিজের বুকের কবরে বয়ে চলেছে, সেটি মুজিবের লাশ।

কাঁপবে না, একবারও টলে উঠবে না; হও অদ্বিতীয় নৃশংস নিষ্ঠুর নিজেরই প্রতি, কোনো দীর্ঘশ্বাস যেন বুক থেকে বেরিয়ে না আসে

প্রথায় অভ্যস্ত হয়ে গেলে প্রথা কে মনে হয় জীবন। অধিকাংশ মানুষ প্রথা যাপন ক'রে গৌরব বােধ করে যে তারা জীবন যাপন করছে।

There is no such thing as second, third, fourth love.  When people fall in love, every love is first love.

İsa duasının tek ama tek bir amacı vardır. O da, duayı okuyan insanı Hazreti İsa Bilinciyle donatmak. Yoksa, şöyle sıcacık, kibirli bir buluşma yeri kurup, içine de seni kollarına alarak bütün ödevlerinden azad edecek ve bütün o pis dünyevi dertlerini ve Profesör Tupperlarını bir daha geri gelmeyecekleri şekilde defedecek şöyle yapış yapış, muhteşem bir göksel şahsiyet koymak değil onun amacı.

শান্ত হও, ভদ্র হও, ভদ্রলোকের মতো আড়াল করতে শেখ অপ্রিয় সত্যকে, প্রিয় মিথ্যা বলা শিখে নাও, বিক্রি করে দাও তোমার বিবেক- উচ্চারণ করো না এমন শব্দ, যা শুনে আহত হবেন তাঁরা, নত হও, নত হ'তে শেখো ; --নত হও, কুর্নিশ করো

Recalling the exact words that she had heard Maulana Azad utter once, she said, ‘Today, if an angel were to descend from heaven and declare that India could get swaraj in twenty-four hours, provided it relinquished Hindu–Muslim unity, I would give up swaraj rather than give up Hindu–Muslim unity. Delay in the attainment of swaraj will be a loss to India, but if our unity is lost, it will be a loss to the entire mankind.

I read in the Gulistan, or Flower Garden, of Sheik Sadi of Shiraz, that "they asked a wise man, saying: Of the many celebrated trees which the Most High God has created lofty and umbrageous, they call none azad, or free, excepting the cypress, which bears no fruit; what mystery is there in this? He replied, Each has its appropriate produce, and appointed season, during the continuance of which it is fresh and blooming, and during their absence dry and withered; to neither of which states is the cypress exposed, being always flourishing; and of this nature are the azads, or religious independents.—Fix not thy heart on that which is transitory; for the Dijlah, or Tigris, will continue to flow through Bagdad after the race of caliphs is extinct: if thy hand has plenty, be liberal as the date tree; but if it affords nothing to give away, be an azad, or free man, like the cypress.

Aren't you cold" Zulfikar shrugs off the plain black shawl he had around his shoulders and wraps it around Fatima Ghazala. "It smells like you," she says, drawing it close around her. "I didn't need that observation," Zulfikar mutters.

Literature, as an institution par excellence of memory and a universally employed mode of human expression, untiringly explores ways of articulating who we are and of understanding both the incommensurability and the interconnectedness of our histories.

The fluttering - she had felt it before. Not with Azad, though he had ignited a fire of his own, as sudden and scorching as lightning. This was more like the gradual, steady warmth of a summer day, a heat that spread all the way down to the tips of her fingers and her toes. She remembered that day - not summer, but spring - lying on the grass beside Laleh, feeling that fluttering as she told Laleh she wished she could marry her. Then Laleh had laughed, and it had died away, never to return. But she felt it now, and when Parvaneh lifted her eyes to meet Soraya’s, neither of them was laughing.

Sometimes we wish for things and people we never had but other people take for granted. Like: A mother who worries when you don't come home at night. A father who is neither a gaping absence nor only present in the marks on our bodies. The luxury of nights not fragmented by nightmares. Bodies that are ours alone.

Aren't you angry, sister? At being treated the we are? At having to pick up the pieces of what remains after the world is through with us? At being silenced and abused? At being denied our dignity, our bodies, our voices, and our right to justice? Aren't you angry? Embrace this anger. Let it fuel your every days. Defy everyone who tells you that you can't. Be wild.

...Secularism has two meanings: the Western concept makes a clear distinction between functions of the State which includes politics and functions of religion which are confined to places of worship, public or private. This is the concept that Nehru accepted, preached and practiced. The other concept was equal respect for all religions. This was propagated and observed by men like Bapu Gandhi and Maulana Azad and lasted as long as the two men were alive. After that it deteriorated to a mere display of religiosity. If you were a devout Hindu you went to a Muslim dargah or threw an Iftar party to prove you were secular. If you were Muslim, you celebrated Diwali with your Hindu friends. Secularism was reduced to a sham display. Time has shown that as far as secularism is concerned, Nehru was right; Gandhi and Azad were wrong.

As Mayor Giuliani began his cleanup of the Times Square area, nobody in power gave any thought to the thousands of “support” people whose survival would be affected when the economic driver of sex was removed from the scene. And the optimistic view that these workers would be forced toward more legitimate work turned out to be puritanical hypocrisy—it was crime itself that gave these men an entrée into the straight world. In time, Santosh began selling laptops of dubious origin, Rajesh started offering small short-term loans, and Azad operated an increasingly successful sideline as a job referral service for undocumented immigrants. Whenever otherwise legitimate employers found themselves in need of some quick off-the-books labor—and they often did, even the hedge fund titans and investment banks down on Wall Street—Azad made it happen for them with one phone call.

NATIONAL ANTHEM OF AZAD HIND May Good Fortune, Happiness and ease rain down upon India; On Punjab, Sindh, Gujarat, Maratha on Orissa and Bengal, On the Indian Ocean, on the Vindhya Mountains, On the Himalayas, the blue Jamuna and the Ganges. May thy ways be priased, from Thee our life from thy body our hope. May the rising sun shine down upon the world and exalt the name of India In every heart may thy love grow and thy sweetness take shape. So that every dweller in every province. Every faith united, every secret and mystery put aside. May come into thy embrace, in plaited garlands of love. May the rising sun shine down upon the world and exalt the name of India. May the early morning with the wings of a bird praise Her. And with all the power and fullness of the winds bringing freshness into life. Let us join together and shout: ‘Long Live India’, our beloved country. The rising sun shines upon the earth, exalting the name of India. Victory! May India’s name be praised. Translated by C.H. IVENS

It is not that education has never been accorded adequate importance in India. The writings of the founding fathers—including Mahatma Gandhi, Rabindranath Tagore, Maulana Azad, Ambedkar, and even the spiritual torchbearers of modern India such as Vivekananda and Sri Aurobindo—stressed that education would form the core of India’s “tryst with destiny,” as Jawaharlal Nehru would have put it. Almost all of them suggested ways by which a new generation of Indians could be educated in a liberal and scientific environment where modern society was built on traditional strengths, one supplementing but not substituting for the other, and where education was deeply connected to the needs of people. But somehow, independent India could not build on the richness of this philosophical tradition, or on the depth of its populace’s respect for education. This history seems to have been lost in the current debate, mired in the more mundane issues of access and quality defined in terms of enrollment numbers and teacher-student ratios.

Hatalar hayatının bir parçasıdır; hatadan azade bir hayat yaşamak imkânsızdır! Hatalar yaptın ve hatalar yapacaksın! Sadece daha az ve daha küçük olmalarını sağla!

Now we’re all alone.’ Tahir answers me firmly: ‘No, Asia. We aren’t alone. Shahbaz Bhatti has a brother called Paul. He has taken up the torch and he’s going to fight on. I know he’s seen Pope Benedict XVI.’ ‘The Pope?’ My heart leaps inside me. ‘Yes, and he didn’t go alone. The Bishop of Faisalabad, Monsignor Joseph Coutts, went with him, and the imam of the Badshahi mosque in Lahore, Syed Muhammad Abdul Khabir Azad.’ ‘The imam went too?’ It’s one surprise after another. Ashiq says nothing, but a timid smile appears on his lips. ‘Yes, the imam went too. He’s a brave man. That’s why we mustn’t give up hope. You must stay strong, Asia. You are not alone.

Unfortunately, calculus can epitomize what’s wrong with math education. Most lessons feature contrived examples, arcane proofs, memorization and abstract symbol manipulation that body slam our intuition and enthusiasm before they can put on their gloves. It really shouldn’t be this way.

Formal mathematical language is one just one way to communicate. Diagrams, animations, and just plain talkin’ can often provide more insight than a page full of proofs.

Knowledge isn’t about acing a quiz: it’s about letting ideas become natural and automatic extensions to the way you think. New concepts snap into place because they’re based on a solid intuitive foundation, not a fragile memorized one.

বিলেতের কবিগুরু বলেছিলেন যারা সঙ্গীত ভালোবাসে না, তারা খুন করতে পারে; কিন্তু আজকাল হাইফাই শোনার সাথেসাথে এক ছুরিকায় কয়েকটি-গীতিকার, সুরকার, গায়ক/গায়িকাএক-খুন করতে ইচ্ছে হয়।

It is precisely because of the unstable and unpredictable nature of life and history that we draw on fiction to lend in retrospect sense, unity, and dignity to fragmented lives and times.

He also declared that P.C. Joshi and a few designated senior politburo members had been ‘in touch with the Army Intelligence and supplied the C.I.D. chiefs with such information as they would require against nationalist workers who were connected with the 1942 struggle or against persons who had come to India on behalf of the Azad Hind Government of Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose’.

A plane is always safe on the ground, but it is not made for that. Always take some meaningful risks in life to achieve great heights

সুগন্ধি খাবার, অনন্ত সঙ্গীত, আর অনাবিল আলো-হাওয়া মনে-প্রাণে চেয়েছিলো, চায়- আজীবন রুগ্ন প্রেয়সী আমার।। --খাদ্যান্বেষণ

...Dünya artık istikrar buldu. İnsanlar bahtiyar; istediklerini elde ediyorlar, elde edemeyeceklerini istemiyorlar. Halleri vakitleri yerinde, emniyetteler, hasta oldukları yok, ölümden korkmuyorlar, ihtirastan ihtiyarlıktan habersiz, başları dinç, ana baba belasından azade; üstüne titreyecek karıları, çocukları, sevgilileri yok; o suretle şartlanmışlar ki icabettiği surette hareketten başka türlü isteseler de pek hareket edemezler. Eğer bir aksilik olursa soma var. Sizse bunu, hürriyet adına pencereden atıveriyorsunuz Bay Vahşi!" Güldü.

Gerçekten de köle azadlama Araplar için çok zor bir şey sayılırdı; çünkü köle sayesinde işlerini ücretsiz olarak gördürürler, onlardan yararlanırlardı. Bunun böyle olduğunu bildiği için Muhammed, köle azad-lamanın, "sarp yokuşa tırmanmak” kadar zor bir şey olduğunu söylerdi. Kuran a şu ayeti koymuştu: ”Ama o (insanoğlu) 'sarp yokuş'a tırmanmayı göze alamadı. O sarp yokuşun ne olduğunu bilir misin? 'Köle azadlamaktır' o...” (Beled Suresi, ayet 11-16.)

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After his companion was detained, Gandhi addressed a meeting in Waltair, before carrying on to Madras and further south. In the town of Madurai he took a decision to simplify his dress even further. He would now discard the shirt, and wear a loincloth only. The idea had been in Gandhi’s mind for some time. He first thought of it in Barisal in Bengal. He finally took the step only in Madurai, when people told him that they had not enough khadi or where khadi was available, not enough money. When he communicated his decision to his co-workers, Maulana Azad understood immediately, but the others, including C. Rajagopalachari, were unhappy. ‘They felt such radical change might make people uneasy, some might not understand it; some might take me to be a lunatic...’ Typically, the opposition made Gandhi even more resolute in his decision.

Gandhi was permitted to write one letter every three months. He wrote the first on 14 April, to Hakim Ajmal Khan, latterly the president of the Ahmedabad Congress and one of the few important nationalists still at large. The letter described his prison routine in some detail. Gandhi was allowed to retain the seven books he brought with him, among them the Gita, the Koran, the Ramayana, a presentation copy of the Sermon on the Mount (sent him ‘by schoolboys of a high school in California with the hope that [he] would always carry it with [him]’), and an Urdu guide gifted by Maulana Abul Kalam Azad. He was also allowed to borrow books from the jail library.

.. আসলে তো প্রত্যেকটি মানুষ একেকটি স্বতন্ত্র দ্বীপ। কে কাকে পুরোপুরি জানে? জানা সম্ভব নয়। অন্তর বাহির কারুরই এক হতে পারে না। সে শুধু দোষ ঢাকবার জন্য নয়, বরং এমন জিনিশও আছে মঙ্গলের খাতিরেই যা গোপন রাখা সমীচীন।..

Spit out your actions, good or bad, and never think of them again. What is done is done. Throw off superstition. Have no weakness even in the face of death. Don’t repent, Don’t brood over past deeds, and Don’t remember your good deeds, be azad (free)...You cannot undo, the effect must come, face it; but be careful never to do the same thing again. Give up the burden of all deeds to the Lord; give all, both good and bad. Don’t keep the good and give only the bad. God helps those who help themselves.

The Dream Lives On (The Sonnet) Washington had a dream, The dream of free America. Martin Luther had a dream, The dream of equal America. Adi Shankara had a dream, The dream of advaita Bharat. Chandra Bose had a dream, The dream of azad Bharat. Naskar too has a dream, The dream of undivided Earth. My body will perish soon but, The dream will live on through hearts. Gone are the days of nationalistic insecurity. Lo the time comes for expansion of humanity.

Sunsets and sunrises are perhaps the only things that still command our reverence. One announces and end to pain and the other indicates a new beginner: two things that are invaluable to us" -Paheli

Even when the break is in the heart, the body bears evidence of it. You know what we're talking about. Of course you do. Being a girl, a woman, means being fluent in the languages of pain and power. Knowing what hurts and how much and if you have the ability to endure it." -The Wild Ones