Wednesday, 10 June 2009 22:55 by
ssunny
A Redeemed Hamlet …. And, We Are Again On Its Floor Steps
And, hereinafter the dream comes true!!!
While the dream comes true, the life is full of pleasure and there is no more care.
Dreaming is seldom works but here in real to sustain the delight and a good time comes to you in very near.
Ho! Ho! Ho! I cannot see my flood-affected hamlet anymore which I went on past long, long ago.
And, here in real to sustain the delight and a good time comes to you in very near.
Time and again, I will say my dream comes true!It is a redeemed Hamlet…
And, we are again on its floor steps!And, People pray thanksgiving to Lord the almighty… Thanks a Lot and thanks to God…
The Flood and Dream
While the dream comes true, the life is full of pleasure and there is no more care.
I started looking from the bus stand where I used to have my time past on watching the picturesque of my hamlet.
No sooner did I see the dancing tides of big heights,
than a turbulent flow was about to come out of the gentle river, banked by my small village.
I could only pray to the patron for keeping the eyes always all the way to save everyone being trapped.
All on a sudden, with those that they could pluck from their home to carry, people gathered at church premise.
Oh! My Lord, Oh! My Jesus the almighty save as from this dangerous flood; we have no homes if we leave out;
we have no way to come out of this strangle but only with your mercy. Be pity upon us; give us peace enough...
The outcry was continuing and lasting forever those days…
Few lamented on valuables lost and others as many as I remember had been weeping out, “Oh! My Lucia ma! Save us from this high tidal flood.”
The fury of the flood took away the properties of poor ones which is much precious to them in the ratio of arithmetic.
It was very shocking moment …No ..., No, a blood freezing situation to me to see my own native hit by flood and dangerous threat.
It has been the routine duty of our people to endure these calamities in random and often.
Rich ones tried to stay away from these misfortunate floods and hence sought the home to the safest places.
Someone even attached to these migrants as there is no more hope from anywhere.
As the years passed away, many of the migrants and very few stayed in the village went on good profession
and employed with a great positions and possessions.
Few noble minds did a little thing for these poor as and when they could do.
Though, I am still on my dream… Oh, yes. I saw a dream!I saw a dream;
my poor people are lifted up! Wherein, they are offered a good education, granted the needful!
I saw in my dream; my people are given a help!
Wherein, the outstanding are directed to grab a better future!I saw a dream!
Wherein my village is being build up with strong fiber that can give sober thoughts to my people to forget these floods.
And, hereinafter the dream comes true!!!
While the dream comes true, the life is full of pleasure and there is no more care.
Dreaming is seldom works but here in real to sustain the delight and a good time comes to you in very near.
Ho! Ho! Ho! I cannot see my flood-affected hamlet anymore which I went on past long, long ago.
And, here in real to sustain the delight and a good time comes to you in very near.
Time and again, I will say my dream comes true!It is a redeemed Hamlet…
And, we are again on its floor steps! And, People pray thanksgiving to Lord the almighty…
Thanks a Lot and thanks to God…