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I write what I see.

New year begins with hopes. I wish to write at least a Blog post per day.
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January 22, 2026 at 4:19am
January 22, 2026 at 4:19am
#1106512
Severe Anxiety
Bodhisattwa Parekh




Political crises begin.
That may take the lives of many people.
Everyone knows the curse of political crisis.
So we become mournful.

Voting is known as the festival of democracy.
But this creativity causes political crises.
We, the people, who love peace,
Don't want to repeat these political crises.
But it happens, both pre-pole and post-post crisis.
That becomes a routine.


Why do they happen?
The answer is simple.
We suffer due to intolerance.
The crisis of patience.
We forget to tolerate the other's faith.
So we become arrogant.
This arrogance creates both political and religious crises.


But many saints advised us to maintain peace.
Tolerance is a criterion.
To avoid these kinds of crises.
We admire those peace-loving people.
But forget to follow that advice.
When crisis begins.
So, every layer of our society
Suffers pathetically due to the crisis of humanity.


Will this crisis continue in the future, too?
If this type of crisis will continue,
A darker future is waiting for us.
It will be very difficult for us.
To overcome these crisis situations.

Lines: 30
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January 21, 2026 at 5:55am
January 21, 2026 at 5:55am
#1106454
The Last Prayer
Bodhisattwa Parekh






The last few moments of my life
That I can understand easily.
I feel too tired.
I'll never recover; this is reality.

Light is fading away; I am on my way to a different planet.
Ever-kind God lives there.
I'll meet Him soon.
Please forgive me if I do anything wrong with you.

Lines: 8
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January 20, 2026 at 2:13am
January 20, 2026 at 2:13am
#1106377
How Dangerous!
Bodhisattwa Parekh





Five years ago, at the time of the post-poll violations,

I opened the windows.

My house is on the border of the main road.

There was complete silence.



Suddenly, I saw a few people gathered there.

Kill him on the spot.

What was the only reason behind it?

He believed in a different political faith.

Lines: 8
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January 19, 2026 at 6:28am
January 19, 2026 at 6:28am
#1106325

Wow!
Bodhisattwa Parekh




Wow! I forgot!
Now I am almost home.
The market is far from here.
There is no shop open here to give me a scope to buy a packet of chocolate powder.

In this bitter winter, everyone has closed the shops and gone home.
Walking to the marketplace, avoiding slippery snow dust, is risky.
So I entered the house with a heavy heart and was surprised to open the refrigerator.
Wow! A chocolate powder packet! So I prepare a delicious hot chocolate without wasting any further time.

Lines: 8
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January 18, 2026 at 1:51am
January 18, 2026 at 1:51am
#1106246
That Naughty Boy

Bodhisattwa Parekh



Ronty was extremely naughty.

He played with his pet the whole day.

Sometimes he became too dirty.


When he tried to give shapes through clay.

He got a prize for his art of clay.

Neighbours didn't like his naughtiness.

They've also admired him today.

And told him to maintain this enchantress.


Lines: 8

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January 17, 2026 at 2:38am
January 17, 2026 at 2:38am
#1106165
My Heaven
Bodhisattwa Parekh




It is a tower of shelves.
That's full of books.
It is a different heaven.


This is a kingdom of knowledge.
Everything remains peaceful.
I don't want to go anywhere from the library.



But the time is up for the day.
I have to leave today, waiting for tomorrow.

Lines: 8
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January 16, 2026 at 2:16am
January 16, 2026 at 2:16am
#1106099
A Soapy Poem
Bodhisattwa Parekh




Lemon-scented,
A memory of summer's sun,
Clean cotton sheets,
A fresh and comfortable beginning.



Fade away all anxieties,
Staying with the comfortable memories,
With short-term smooth feelings,
What do I want more?

Lines: 8
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January 15, 2026 at 7:27am
January 15, 2026 at 7:27am
#1106041
Truly Abstract!
Bodhisattwa Parekh




Colour bleeding begins.
A slow leakage of ultramarine to ochre.
There are no sharp lines.
Only suggestion of form.


A weightless dance.
A silent humming sound
Felt rather than heard.


Angels' whisper remains secret.
Curves offer some degrees of comfort.
A negotiation of space.


Light fractures, scattering diamonds
To an unseen surfaces.


A puzzle remains unsolved.
The feeling can be recognized.
A place that exists only in the heart.

Lines:15
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January 14, 2026 at 6:38am
January 14, 2026 at 6:38am
#1105966
Just A Guess
Bodhisattwa Parekh


That was a remote village,
Far away from the city.
A few farmer lived there
In their respective farmhouse.
One day,a farmer found some of his chicken lost.
He thought that his next door neighbour did it.
He reckoned him as the prime suspect.
It was just a guess.
Lines: 8
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January 13, 2026 at 1:57am
January 13, 2026 at 1:57am
#1105881
Father Is The Best Person
Bodhisattwa Parekh



He was the best person ever, I see.
He is helpful to needy people but remain cheerful and smiling,
Even in the time of crisis.
If anyone needs strong mental support,
He extends his helping hands to them, arranged a special prayer for them.
He invited us, all devoted local people, in that prayer.
Even he can give financial help for a month or two.
I can't see any better person than him, the Father of my nearest church.

Lines: 8
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