-Hafiz Shirazi
Like the morning breeze, if you bring to the morning good deeds,
The rose of our desire will open and bloom.
Go forward, and make advances down this road of love;
In forward motion, the pain is great.
To beg at the door of the wine house is a wonderful alchemy.
If you practice this, soon you will be converting dust into gold.
O heart, if only once you experience the light of purity,
Like a laughing candle, you can abandon the life you live in your head.
But if you are still yearning for cheap wine and a beautiful face,
Don’t go out looking for an enlightened job.
Hafiz, if you are listening to this good advice,
The road of Love and its enrichment are right around the curve.
From: Drunk on the Wind of the Beloved
Translated by Thomas Rain Crowe
Never to fly again
-M Zahidul Haque
The sky was clear
The sun was shining
A dazzling morning!
Everything was perfect
No fear of any turbulence
The pilot was in relaxed mood
Navigating me in his full confidence.
I was in a maiden flight,
From New York to London
Feeling proud to be
A Queen in the sky!
Then so many winters passed
With hot summer and lovely springs
I flown over continents, great seas
And long deserts.
No untoward incident occurred
Except a few doomed flights
Killing all on board
No one to survive!
People still loved me
Calling me great
being a widebodied-
charming JUMBO-JET!
My 50th anniversary was celebrated
With grand buzz and band
Internet was yet to evolve
No facebook or twitter
To post comment….
But I pushed all the boundaries
By flying high-
Across the territories
Bringing a revolution
In the history of mankind.
Then one day
More speedy, fuel-efficient
Aircraft came to limelight
Avowing the end of my golden time.
I was banished to the boneyard
In California’s Victorville!
Now grave silence all around,
No more life in my once dancing deck
Now it’s a broken-heart legacy-
The legacy of Boeing747!
Never to fly again
Like a bird uncaged!
Note: [It really touched my heart as I witnessed airlines all over the world retiring Boeing 747 and sending them to aircraft graveyard (boneyard). I had the opportunity to travel by Jumbo jet Boeing 747, they were really amazing. I wish the Boeing company, although now passing through a great financial blow with their Boeing 737-800 MAX aircraft would one day re-designed the Boeing 747 and call them back from retirement! ]
(Prof M Zahidul Haque, Sher-e-Bangla Agricultural University, Dhaka-1207)
To parents
-Mohammad Mamun Mia
Parents are the greatest gift from the Almighty
They are like big trees spreading branches
To shade to their offspring.
Parents serve us from cradle to our well and woe
They cry for our betterment on the earth below
They do everything for us being selfless
They don’t take it mind if we respect them less.
But alas! They are dishonored in many cases
By their issues
It’s quite sinful act that can’t be forgiven
It’s proven.
Be careful to parents at every dealing
Come to the right track at your feelings.
