“Sharmishtha Basu”

Even though I wont be watching,
from some place far or near
hidden from eyes or felt
by a shiver down the spine
i leave these small words
stitched together in the threads
of dream, hope, happiness and pain
thousand coloured theads
and rainbow coloured beads
keep them dangling from trees
with a secret wish
none of them stays dangling
each finds a hand to hold it
and give it a place to stay

You really want to know Sharmishtha Basu?

Well, Sharmishtha Basu is fifth child of Late Dr. Shibaprasad Basu, she is Bengali, Indian, she took birth in Tundla, Uttar Pradesh, lived in and around Uttar Pradesh for the first sixteen years of her life, then returned to Burdwan, West Bengal , her family has dwelled there for five hundred years or so and are still dwelling there, she lived in West Bengal till 2015 February, since February 2015 she is living in Hyderabad.

She is unemployed, unmarried so with lot of time and excessive energy, some evil people made her dreams of having a normal career impossible but that did not diminished her energy, so she utilizes her time and energy mainly by painting and writing, hoping that her books will become her dream career, her salvation in her words, she is a blend of bhaktiyoga and karmayoga.

She loves her journey in this amazing world with all colours, her works are her way of sharing them, they come from her heart and experiences.

She is a very ordinary person who has learned a lot from wise people from all over the world as a result she lives a very happy, content life and wishes the same for everyone else too.

Who am I? just a child of God like you

Your very own, I too worship the same God

Only in some other form, and just like you

I too pray for food, shelter and clothe for all.

What do I love? In this beautiful world?

Let me think, the smile on a baby’s face

Flowers, gardens, sky, clouds and butterflies

Music, love, friends, any thing with beauty.

My religion? To love every harmless soul

Feel compassion for every living being

Never play God even when I am wronged

Never to hit back unless pushed in corner.

What do I hope? A permanent place in your heart

An entire life of friendship with you

We will fly together forever, in the blue skies

Full of love, peace and harmony everlasting

ALL THE POEMS, STORIES AND OTHER THINGS INCLUDED IN THIS BLOG (excl rare few ARE WRITTEN/PAINTED/TAKEN BY ME. IF SOME ONE ELSE PRODUCES THE SAME IT MUST BE TELEPATHIC CONNECTION. 🙂

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