happy birthday Naishad

Birthday wishes for someone you love

Is a blessing clear from the heavens above,

May God bless you infinitely today--

Happy birthday dearest darlingest Naishad always!

-- Doel Sengupta

Love

Love is a beautiful thing

When oranges come home,

Apples are a treat to the eye

With or without clones.

The clones were not clowns

Joker that you are,

Beautiful Mother earth

Revived with creamy foam.

The stones all disappear,

The stones ignite

The love of God

In Paradise.

-- Doel Sengupta

As the crow caws sweetly

Crows caw sweetly in the night sky

As into the blue tree they fly,

Into the beautiful sunrise

Arises freedom for goodness.

-- Nostradamus

Kloes and toes

Kloes and toes point to hell

24×7 by the ditches swell;

25 armed saviours

Fix the plumbing line

And soon Kolkata

Sings nursery rhymes.

-- Nostradamus

Good night

The night is tender

The heart slender

As hell ceases to exist

And plants sprout

Out on Mother Earth.

-- Doel

Money

Money comes, money goes,

Flow where the money flows.

Where is the money?

It's not in the vault

But soaked in cement

To create a parched Earth.

The money is now

Going to a sugar factory

And all the money

Flows back to Paradise--

Beautiful sweet money

Has come as the eagle

Comes calling and the owls

Dance at night

Quietly in Paradise.

-- Nostradamus

life

Life is good from today. Harmony in my environment.

hospitals no more

I live my life in Paradise

Where there are no hospitals.

love

Love comes calling

As Hubbard enters the house valiantly.

Golden light

Love comes calling

In the sweetest way tonight

For you for all eternity.

You are a golden light,

A beacon for humanity.

You have embraced immortality.

-- Doel Sengupta

Stupid-Idiot

By Doel Sengupta

Characters

Stupid: A guy who loves Idiot. Idiot works in a sewage treatment plant and directs all the garbage people to clean the roads and collect the garbage.

Idiot: She is an ethereally beautiful girl who is a magician.

Mash: He bashes people up and is a wrestler.

love

There is peace and harmony in the house and love for me all the time.

good night

Love is beautiful. It's a good good night.

lunch

Lunch is a wonderful affair.

Love

Love is the antidote tonight

As I swim into the light

And throw all the bills.

Journal 5.3.2025 12.06 pm love is pain

Dear Journal,

Once upon a time the Buddha was invited by a very good king who sought his counsel. They got along very well and the king was very pleased. He finally wanted to introduce the Buddha to his wife saying he loves her the most. The Buddha told the king, "Love brings pain."

The king was aghast. How could a man as enlightened as the Buddha say a thing like that and he asked the Buddha to leave.

That night at dinner he discussed this with his wife and they discussed this with everybody and the Buddha's reputation was tarnished.

Finally when Buddha was teaching someone he explained this point with a fable that I don't remember.

Today at Jethu's kaaj I realised love is clinging and clinging always brings pain. That is why Buddhism is a religion of compassion not love. Now today I've understood this point. It was a miraculous understanding.

It's impossible to not love but compassion causes you to be understanding and make an effort. I love Arun. I know he loves me too but he doesn't like me. I'm not the kind of girl that pleases him. He would not be happy with me that is why we broke up. I realised it as a Truth coming out from Vipassana. He felt when we broke up that I'm not the one for him. He would never accept me the way I am.

Well, these are my thoughts right now. He likes his wife a lot. He always talks very lovingly about her. In a long long relationship it's very important to like the person. Since I know that Arun doesn't like me just the way I am and wants to change me or wants me to be something I'm not I should remember that love never dies but compassion is far more important as I realised today.

Now I'll go back to the kaaj.

Love,

Me.

12.42 pm

love

Love is beautiful on this summer's night,

A love where there are no fancies

And only respite; to love all

And not be loved by even the one,

The one and only in a beautiful world

With sordid misery;

There I go to join my God,

Lovely, beautiful, sweet

With not a lie in my heart,

Not a lie in my heart,

Holding steadfast to the truth;

Not hurting even one,

Loving all despite no love coming my way for now,

There my God takes me.

silence

In the silence of the night

Where dreams are dashed

Into nothingness

And souls part into

The land of the departed 

There you will find me,

Golden, not alone

Because I have you,

Beautiful you,

My beloved,

Growing into strength

As cauldron after cauldron

Of hope is consumed

In the deadly silence 

Of the night.