Walin Ahmed

  What is there for me? In the world of variety. In the midst of sanity. Why is it me? Who looks away when everyone is staring at Who finds a way where everything is fleeting Is there a way for me to stop worrying? Somebody pray for me That the craziness ceases to exist. Might I go blind Should I go deaf Had not I said what I want to say. There’s more than that More there has to A slice of the pie I don’t want to. -Slice Me Not by Mr. Ahmed

“The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.” ― G.K. Chesterton The life we leave behind may seem just a passing of time. "past is past, keep your eye on the future."- is a common ground for many hard workers. I say hard workers because mostly they are the ones pushing this message of managing time all the time, preparing for what to come all the time. If something is so natural and benefitial, does it need to be reminded every other moment? The past has passed, but we need to learn from the past. We see ourselves in the past more than in the future; or to be precise, we imagine our future in the reflections of our past. The days to come, experiences to happen are all moulded in the past only to be filled by the future. So, we look past our life and peek at the lives of some of the greatest historical figures or the times they lived. Who wouldn't like the glorious days of chivalry, adventures and excitemen...

I originally wrote this during my visit to Noakhali. Some discoveries I made there. "A man has a dam deep down in his mind holding back hundreds of thousands of emotions, each thumping ever larger the streams of tear. He just doesn't collapse with the dam, that's it." Edited Sep 7, 2022