Standing On The Ashes Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Here you opened up some of true scenario that we having now, saying in terms or biotech, science and experimental...Oh when hands say this is magical hand, 'a Midas touch' we sometimes forget all we wanted to touch everything and wanting golden wanted, till we know what we like is not actually reality and life supposed to be..Standing on the ashes, you see back where the humanity was started we live harmony in family but the speaker comes saying all about creating our life fate, not destiny...I look up and now i fall down, i be like ashes when the humanity fade out from earth...and like the ashes i will gone by wind..._Unwritten SOul

everywhere in india is true its more deadly the death of destiny than actual death of a human..tis happened with my father...Destiny killed him bit by bit and stances after stances ceasing his existential questions...i feel many such fathers like mine had died and die or will die until we are not selecting the perfect blend of old and new for the benefit of all rather than individual statistics by politicians who i know can never qualify when they sit to study statistics in indian statistical institute through the stringent/est of tests they take if they do not resort to unfair means of bribing the people what they always until now have done to exercise their importance that people pay a heed to what they say...bullets and lathis are indirect way of teaching the peasants as poor students and therefore who could not afford private lessons in a school....a glimpse of the political situation around the ashes..well written piece or article. in the form of a poem...