Baskadia

Back to yesterday

Life, indeed, is in phases and no matter how hard you try, you may not be able to keep up with a single phase forever. One thing common to all men is growth; especially the biological one. While you need to intentionally put in efforts to see yourself grow in other aspects of life, your biological growth just happens without any deliberate effort. Your chronological age increases as long as you're alive and whether you're prepared or not, every new age opens you up to new realities. Few weeks ag

That mysterious night

That moonless night was as dark as black velvet and there was pin-drop silence everywhere. Silent black clouds have been there in the sky since morning and now they seemed ready to burst into rain. Anna and her aunt were still up enjoying a movie (she was staying at her grandparent’s home during the spring holidays). Though it was a long tiring day for both of them as they went to meet some relatives, visited a market and Anna bought some toys for tiny cousins of her. After coming back, her uncl

That horrible ride

It was the most pleasant day of the Spring season, in Beijing. The cool but pleasant wind was blowing. Sarah and Ali decided to visit Happy Valley that day. Happy Valley is Beijing’s most popular amusement park. It’s like you purchase tickets one time and can enjoy every ride there. The tickets were purchased online a few days back and now they were there to enjoy rides with kids. (Sarah and her younger sister had been too fond of rides, they used to try every ride whenever visited some park, bu

Consciousness

I never have the urge to take pictures of the moments I'm living,their engagement with my consciousness is enough. The perks of being forgetful are U only remember what got soaked in you and pierced your heart and made a permanent home in your subconsciousness. *** I can't believe I'm the closed room in a castle where nothing goes inside and a little comes outside. There exists only a window U think you know the world by seeing from it's perspective But it's not like living *in* the world You th

These days

‘… No! But, I hope he is different from the rest of presidents we’ve had oo. And why are you calling him ”upcoming president” when the elections hasn’t even come self?’ ‘ E be like say you no sabi this country they call Nigeria. They will just rig this election and give it to Ola Kunle. You know Ola Kunle is almost a Fulani since his mum is a Fulani.’ ‘wow! I never thought of that. These and more are reasons I dislike voting – rigging, gun shots and the rest of violence.’ ‘Common fuel that we ow

"CBIMD" (Come Back Into My Dream)

In memory of my father who left this world too soon (1960-2018). Written on 01.02.2022.

Childhood Memories

My childhood disneyland!

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“Take only memories, leave only footprints.”

Thumpanoor railway station in kerala

OH MORNING!!!

Morning, a kind of fresh start reforming what seized to exist, peace. As for me I'll say my morning my peace.

Embracing Hope in the Future

The poem reflects on the uncertainty of the future but encourages us to embrace hope as we journey forward. It speaks of the challenges we'll face, such as climate change, but also of our ability to adapt and find new solutions. Technology will advance, but human connection will remain important. The poem concludes with a message of resilience and a call to face the future with a positive attitude.

Memories #02

This photo was taken 2015 when a group of youngsters chilling on the beach while waiting for sunrise.

This is Bangladeshi Travel post 😎

After a long time I went out for a walk somewhere and presented some of the memorable scenes there to you, I hope you will like our memorable places in Bangladesh very much. Everyone had a lot of love and you will support me.❤️❤️

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"City Life", watercolor.

The usual everyday life of Ukrainians, when the dollar was less than 28 hryvnias😣 I drew this picture a long time ago, the paper wasn't designed for watercolor, so the colors didn't come on well. But the asphalt looks real, and I really liked this artwork😉

Mysterious memories

It's an original script written by me. In this poetry, the writer references to the power of memories and compares the drops of raining with memories and the fear of losing his beloved concerns the writer. In the end, As raining comes to an end and memories disappear. Then the mind becomes colourless.

IF YOU LOVE ME

If you love me Let me know And if you don't Let me go.... The dream break into a million tiny pieces The dream dies, which leaves me with a choice I can either settle for reality, or I can...... Go off like a fool and dream another dream The scariest thing about distance is.... You don't know of they would miss you or forget you, Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, pain lasts forever...... Thanks to you, I don't even recognize myself anymore. I can't wait for the day I would look at you and fee

People change

I'm taking my leave But the fragments,the remisiscents of the day I first came here remains Life was the bluest sky,changing into a darkest night I had spend crescent of my life in oblivion I wasn't the mould you wanted to carve Wasn't your canvas to paint I was a stranger in your space I was the ivy growing on every inch of your being My eyes were opened to your pain but was too far away to do anything I was the wild fire that goes out of control Burns the haven, the stars, the atoms of the tin

Memories of the Past

The poem reflects on the joyous moments of the past, where life was simpler and people savored simple pleasures. The power of memory, music, and writing in capturing and expressing these experiences is evident in the poem's language and imagery. It's a testament to the way in which memories shape our perceptions and emotions, and how music and writing can be powerful mediums for conveying them.

Time Changes All Things

The first time I saw a Colour TV was in the 90s. Today, virtually everything is coloured. I've shared in this article, an interesting review of the journey from the first coloured broadcast in 1951 to the first colour television in Nigeria, bearing in mind that humans will always evolve, and if we don't give up, and focus more on solving our problems with our little steps of progress, nothing is impossible as Time changes all things.

Canned fish and chili (thon wlhrror)

If you want to know about the cheapest and most delicious fast food for the Moroccan people, they will tell you “the tuna and harour.” This is a meal that a Moroccan young man cannot but be interested in in its pleasure despite its simplicity and simple ingredients consisting of canned fish and a mixture of hot peppers. These two simple ingredients may make you one of Lovers of this meal, and the truth is that when I remembered to publish it to you, dear ones, I brought back many indelible memories, no matter how much I remembered this meal, it was really an inexpensive way out for a feeling of satiety and pleasure together. Thancks for support me friends Follow me and support me ihave more 😁✌

Jamuna river 💕

I am a small person and I try to travel all over Bangladesh according to my ability. My little happy moments are memorable I want to spread among you. I want you to be happy to see my small moments.

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