Writer's own thoughts!

 A daughter trained by her philosophical father can never go wrong! You are the reason I am scared of loss and failure! And, you are my invisible strength, my idol. I want to be a builder like you. I am so similar to you, your xerox copy but I realized it was too late until I lost you! If only I had some power to bring you back or meet you in a place where we can talk, see you, hold you. I long for you so much dad, everything about you or related to you triggers me. If God wanted to give me a sense of loss and grief, why does it have to be losing you! It's been 15 years, still the loss and void is upfront. Bitter. New. If only I knew! Now I understand the architect's obsession with making sculptures. Islam says to let go of dead people, not to keep any photos or statues. But, if only prohibition could stop me remembering you! If only moving forward could fix me, heal me. Of only time knew with time - the pain doubles. The grief widens. And so the awareness  of loss! If only ti...

  Locked in the imaginations,  Caught in the bubble of realities,  But once she preferred the bubble of illusions!  Let the kiddo remain in the bubble,  Let her play for a while with her hair,  Bite her nails,  Smudge mud on her hands!  Smudge mud on her hands!  Paint the walls with bluish red! Let her playfulness wrap around the garden long before time stops,  Long before the alarming clock says to put on a pause!  Stop! Stop! You are now grown up. You can not play with fire nor water. You are too cold and too hot to be handled!  The bubble of illusions broke! And so her happiness.  Let her inner kid remain happy for a while in the bubble untill those are taken away!  Let her play with her fingers untill those are chained in shackles,  Shackles of failures, Let her be there- in the bubble, The bubbles of illusions remains her happy place! ©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Time stamp: 5 pm, Mirpur Cantonment. 

  Well, Vulnerability taught me the value in authenticity and genuineness,  We are all kind of stuck in a loop of vulnerability,  Everyone is struggling with their vulnerability, Some are financially vulnerable,  Some are socially vulnerable,  Some are personally vulnerable,  Some are emotionally vulnerable,  Some are physically vulnerable,  Some are ecologically vulnerable,  The distribution of vulnerability is uneven though but the share of it is inevitable!  In human life we are meant to suffer and suffer eternally,  So I think being happy momentarily is delusional, I don't want to suffer in the illusion of being happy instead I want to feel genuine happiness, not chasing it but securing a place peacefully owning it completely -the fleeting chance! Otherwise, I am comfortable in my suffering,  I don't count two cents of scatters what others delusionally splash over!  Happiness is nothing but the subdued colours of dragg...