by masterkong | Uncategorized
Forgotten ____ Everything’s been said Poetry and all — The rich have butlers and no friends And we have friends and no butlers… Yet, nobody said The immigrant has no friends and no butlers Well, correction… That’s unpoetry We just didn’t...
by masterkong | Uncategorized
A Word About God. Every morning, when I wake up, a thought comes to my mind. It’s a thought. Or, it’s a dream. It’s the time when I am the purest. Kindest. Happiest too. It is the time when round, plump and glistening dew drops on a soft lotus leaf...
by masterkong | Uncategorized
“Mon bhalo nei, mon bhalo nei, mon bhalo nei Keu ta bojhe na, sokoli gopon, mukhe chhaya nei Chokh khola, tobu chokh buje achhe, keu ta dekhe ni Protidin kaate, din kete jaay, ashay ashay ashay ashay ashay ashay…” Feelin’ blue, feelin’ blue, feelin’ blue No one knows,...
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It took me a long time to decide on the title. I thought about it and thought it over. I read it once. I read it twice. I paused and read it again. Finally, I decided. This is it. This is the title. No, I don’t want to make it sound corny. That’s not the...
by masterkong | Uncategorized
Today I’m writing to celebrate my birthday. But today is not my birthday. It’s tomorrow. I’m writing today because tomorrow I won’t have any free time. Birthdays here in the U.S. do not wait for a free day (or a day when you can make yourself...
