A MESSAGE

Dear friends, I am still firm on NOT USING FACEBOOK, ORKUT, TWITTER and SKYPE. If i ever change my mind I certainly will let you know. Those of you who want to get in touch with me certainly can leave a message in any of my blogs.

I blog to write, I DONT USE MY BLOGS FOR ANY KIND OF COMMERCIAL/BUSINESS PURPOSES . Though just like any persons who writes I too will love to see my works published but ....

I update these three blogspot blogs atleast once a month and the four wordpress blogs almost every day, so any one can check on these blogs to confirm if I am still in blogsphere: http://suryagni.blogspot.com; http://suryakana.blogspot.com; http://agnitrisha.blogspot.com; http://magicthought.wordpress.com; http://mydomainpvt.wordpress.com; http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com; http://mycybernovels.wordpress.com ...... sharmishtha basu (25.12.2010)


In the end i will request all my regular readers to just take a look in this piece of writing, so they act a little more cautiously.

http://agnitrisha.blogspot.com/2009/08/trolls.html



Showing posts with label ghosts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ghosts. Show all posts

Monday, November 29, 2010

Bhoot chaturdashi or Indian Halloween

a cold, chilly autumn night
with a touch of chill, mist
in the hearts and in the air
little kids wide-eyed with fear.

“Eat fourteen different vegetable,
in the lunch and dinner don’t complain
Every naughty spirit they will disable,
Those are visiting tonight earth’s plain.”

Mommy said in a voice calm, serene
when she handed them their plate
stuffed with all sort of green
absolutely repulsive to their palate.

“Light fourteen pradeeps at doors,
right when the dusk turns to night
with those burning flames at doors
all naughty spirits will take a flight.”

Those childhood days are gone for sure
tiptoed out of life’s back door
yet their sweet memories linger
every year at memory’s front door.

We Bengalis celebrate our Halloween on the eve before Kalipuja (Dipawali).

Which will fall on fourth November this year. Mother Goddess Kali is the warrior goddess, and Black Magicians worship her to get magical powers, they worship her in Burning Ghats and ghosts are an inseparable part of cemetery and Burning Ghats. This concept of Bhut Chaturdashi must have come from there.

We used to stuff ourselves with fourteen types of vegetables this day. What a happy day for moms. In the evening we used to light fourteen pradeeps and place them at doors.

No trick or treat. I think mommies happy day would be the more appropriate term for this occasion.

Sharmishtha Basu
31.10.10

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Aleya

The night was crawling
Moving forward
Tiptoeing toward the dawn
He walked alone.

His path took him through
Woods, fields and marshes
Taking him to home
Where his family waited.

Jackals were howling
Owls screeched
Unknown night creatures
Made ominous sounds.

He walked past a tree
dark, shadowy, gnarled
he felt as if he saw
something in the dark.

Surprised he stopped
And saw a woman
Standing under the tree
Gorgeous as a fairy.

“Will you take me home?
I have lost my path.”
He lost his wit
When he heard that voice.

Eagerly he asked
“Where do you want to go?”
“Right across the marsh.”
“But it is deep and deadly.”

“For those who don’t know path.
I am born and brought up here.
I will show you the way.
Just take me to my home please.”

“I am scared to go alone.”
She led, he followed
Soon the mud reached his thigh
He did not even bothered.

He followed the gorgeous dream.
When the mud reached his neck
He feebly protested once
But by that time it was too late.

Aleya the mysterious lady of marsh
Claimed her next prey
She stalks in the marshland in dark
Trying to lure them to their death.