Death of Humanity [Story]

         Ismail is an eight-year-old street urchin. He hardly has any clothes to wear. Everyday he goes outside wearing age-old and torn short pants. His father was a notorious bandit who lost his life while escaping from prison.

After being born, Ismail knows of two worlds- one is his mother Jorina Bibi, and the outer, material world.

          Ismail feels extremely sad when he sees the children of his age rush towards the school with bags full of colourful and interesting books.

While they learn new things and know the world more and more, Ismail roams around with other street urchins near the train station in search of rubbish like thrown away plastic bottles, papers, etc.

          Instead of a school bag, Ismail always goes out with a huge sack every morning. He knows it well that his mother hardly has any income. Even though Jorina is ill for the last few days, she has to go to a nearby house to work as a maid-servant.

          The more rubbish Ismail can collect, the more money he can expect to get by selling them. In other words, his life depends on rubbish now. If there is no rubbish, there is no money!

Whenever Ismail happens to know about some boys’ leaving the village for Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh, he also feels like leaving forever. But, when his ailing mother’s face appears before his eyes, he just stops thinking about that.

          Ismail has never been to Dhaka. Sometimes, some of his friends tell him stories related to the city. The stories are full of extravagance- Dhaka is like heaven, there are so many works to do, so many opportunities, people become rich soon and the like.

Hearing all these, Ismail becomes awfully excited; he also feels like going to Dhaka at least for a day.

          One day, while collecting rubbish, as usual, Ismail friend Jabed proposes him to go to Dhaka saying,

- Ismail, let’s go to Dhaka.

- You’ve got to be kidding!

- What’s wrong with that?

- I have to look after my mother. She is ill. Leaving her all alone, I can’t think of going anywhere.

- I’m not telling you to go for eternity. Actually, my maternal uncle Aslam lives there with his family. He told me to visit their house for two or three days. I think you can manage.

- Well, three days sound good to me. But, I’m not sure if mother’ll permit me or not.

- Try your best my friend!

- Ok, I’ll try my best.

- Let me know of your decision tomorrow. If you agree, then we can leave for Dhaka day after tomorrow.

- I’ll certainly let you know. See you tomorrow.

- Ok, bye.

- Bye.

          On that very day, Ismail talks to Jorina about Jabed’s proposal. Hearing this, she reacts as if the sky fell upon her head! She is of the view that there is scarcely any food to eat at home; at this stage, going to Dhaka will be nothing but a luxury.

However, Ismail ensures that he is not supposed to buy the tickets; Jabed will manage that. After he cajoles for a long time, Jorina agrees.

          Ismail and Jabed reach Dhaka safely. After Ismail gets off the train, he sees around curiously like a baby. There are numerous skyscrapers wherever the eyes reach.

Dhaka seems to be a new world for him! It goes without saying that he is extremely glad and excited!

          Jabed’s maternal uncle Aslam’s house is not that far from the station. They hire a rickshaw to reach the destination. While the puller pulls on, Ismail sees around being amazed! Jabed looks at him and smiles.

          Arriving at the destination, Ismail feels a bit tired. After having a bath, Ismail has lunch with others together and goes to Jabed’s room to take some rest. Due to fatigue, Ismail falls asleep.

He sees a nightmare. A huge giant with hundred heads is laughing before him like a mad man. Ismail cannot stand the acute noise created by the hundred heads together.

He keeps on crying “shut up, you fucking dog!” but the giant laughs louder than before!

At that very moment, Ismail starts falling down as if for eternity. He is falling down but there appears to be no end in his fall.

          Suddenly, a huge noise breaks his sleep. Ismail is sweating a lot. Jabed has just entered the room. Ismail asks him,

- What about that noise?

- Nothing.

- Please tell me, my friend.

- It was the sound of a bomb.


- Yes, bomb.

- Why? Who is throwing bombs? At whom?

- It’s a long story dude!

- Tell me something.

- Not now, I’ll let you know later.

          The next morning, Jabed and Ismail go out to take a hike. Jabed takes Ismail to a field where a cricket match is going on.

Ismail loves cricket. He used to play cricket a lot back in the village. Even he never misses a match on TV.

          Jabed has gone to buy some chips. Ismail has not moved an inch from where he is. All of a sudden, a small tin bottle attracts his attention.

He thinks that there must be something vital inside since the bottle is not opened yet. He cannot resist the temptation of opening it up. Ismail endeavours to open it hard but fails.

He attempts to give another try; it is at that very moment when the bottle exploded causing the death of an innocent boy.

Hearing the noise of a bomb near the field, Jabed rushes to that place soon. He finds the blood-spattered body of Ismail lying on the chest of this huge planet called EARTH!

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What is the definition of humanity?

I want to know truly!

Is humanity like an animal in hibernation,

When the migrant people badly suffer in the ocean?


Agreed that they’ve made a mistake,

But for god’s sake,

They deserve to be treated humanely,

Even at least temporarily.


Please endow them with shelter,

We shouldn’t be so merciless like a tiger.

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Humanity Prevails Eventually

No matter how hard it gets but always,

Humanity in due course prevails,

So believed great writers and thinkers,

Including Shakespeare, the master of masters!


If the bad ones somehow get away,

Can they escape from the Judgment Day?

Much worse will the condition be,

Since they will be burnt for eternity.


Humanity does prevail eventually,

Humanity has to prevail eventually.

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Synthetic blue screen backdrop/


Conference calls hovering above

Horizons of fake wood in front of

Botox bodies high on prescriptions…


Blogging about buying bitcoins on eBay.

Politically correct — and very dry 


Pushing Send on smart phones, to

Simple 160-character texts, about

Reality television and the latest .com


A human-looking emoticon at the end.

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Solitude is peace.


You don’t have to listen to others.


When you’re alone,


You can shut out humanity’s corruption.




Nightfall holds no meaning.


If you’re at peace, let be.


Sunlight holds no meaning.


If you’re at peace, let be.




How peaceful it is to be alone.


To be alone is to meditate.


To meditate is to see truth.


To see truth is to be at peace.




You don’t have to listen to others.


A family isn’t needed for peace.


The light that lives inside,


You’ll see it even better when alone.




Reside alone with only the light.


With the light by your side,


You will feel no loneliness,


Only solitude, only peace.




If you seek the light,


You won’t find it in people.


If you seek the dark,


Finding the light will be easy.




If you find the light,


You won’t need people.


You’ll have the light,


And you’ll know peace.




Should you forget about people?


No, even though you don’t need them,


Remember this,


They might need you.




Live for peace.


Live knowing death.


All life dies, yet lives on.


Death comes and peace remains.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

I hope people can make some sense of what I was saying. Sometimes I just spill my emotions onto a page and end up not sure if it's even logical.


I felt like writing this because in the past few years I've dwelled on the darkness I see in myself and other people - the corruption. I see so much of it that I tend to lose sight of what's good. For a while I dwelled on the darkness and felt content with hatred. I hated the human race. I wanted to watch it die because in my mind everyone, including myself, deserved it. But now I've found peace in solitude and prayer/meditation. Even though I still easily see bad things in myself and other people I've become a little more numb to them. I'm more able to highlight the good things in people. I've done this by turning not to people themselves, but to something higher, much higher. I crave solitude and time alone so that I can reflect on this, and so that I'm not so sickened by the world around me.

Save Gaza, Save Humanity

Please stop the murdering,

In Gaza by letting,

Peace like a white pigeon fly,  

Do the angel-like children deserve to die?


What’s the definition of war?

Even Chomsky said, "it's not a war, it's murder",

The peaceful Palestinians,

Are in unbearable pains.


The soil can’t absorb more blood,

I wish it could speak aloud,

Protesting against the bloodbath,

O God! Who’ll stop this futile wrath?


Where are the influential countries?

Why don’t they pressurise the Israelites?

Please let the Palestinians live in peace,

They never attack any country to seize.  


How can anyone justify this?

Have we let our conscience,

Go to eternal hibernation?    

Where are humanity and compassion? 

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Conditioned By The Human Condition


...and aren't we all, in some, at least, small way?



so much more than others.

It's in our destructive nature

to step away from what we should nurture-

For Mother Nature's bosom

is only so vast

and could use some assistance.


Humanity is certainly

suckling dry

her life-giving sustenance.

Leaving her wrinkle-sagged

and barren of her babes

lost in these clearcut woods.


As we turn blind eyes

And deaf ears

To the blind, the deaf,

as we hurtle over the lame,

to get our better place in line,

are we now no better

than those we have judged?


Are we so robotic and quixotic

to the point of our failure to see

that in the changing of time

we are becoming more and more


by the human condition?





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A Perfect Pair, A perfect fate

I'm being dragged bare against the road with no set destination

I didn't know love would feel like a morbid amputation

Running through my mind and yet no set estimation

Looking for salvation, but forever ending with sensation


I held my world up like you lit up the sky, you were my sun

To make me feel alive for once? You were the only one

Now the sun sets again, but the fright has just begun

I wait the day you rise again, I can't think it's said and done


One day, I know, you will not come back

For good, they say, I'd think I'd have a heart attack

With you I feel alive, but without the visions pitch black

You make me who I am, but you make me what I lack


But they say I think I feel isn't true

But when I saw you, I knew

You held me up like glue

and I knew right there,  that I couldn't live without you


I'll give you all the time you need and wait

To years to decades, for me its never too late

Even if I'm old, and almost by life's gate

To die together is my wish, to be a perfect fate


And so I love you with my being, and all my heart

Despite any other who can set us apart

I know from the end, and to the start

For this love is more than that, a beautiful beautiful art.

Cold Darkness

First Poems
Cold darkness…

So deep and sharp,

So silent and still.


Water dropping,

So… slow…

Such maddening sound

From elusive ceilings.




Pierced by a glow

As a hero’s victorious sword,

Light swallowed the black abyss.

Mist flies above,

As Universal particles,

Concentrated in a point of


In the middle of fight

Where suns and moons

Revolve around…

Damp moss surrounds my sole,

As I pace,

Gracefully in vibrating lull.

And glanced have I,

In the abysmal water,

And seen a miracle around me:

It’s her,

Her majesty,


In her richness of tones and shades,

Dancing in the mirror of truth,

The reflection of soul and thoughts.

Then standing behind such glory,

I couldn’t see but her,

Her dazzle of life,

And MAN to worthless has succumbed,

An error,

Not fitting in this splendor.
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