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“Imaginative people remain distinguished ....for their heavenly madness. ...They do not run away from chaos or the stab of grief....but by encountering and getting to grips with loss...they force it to crack open and make a sense, sanity out of that insanity....They tear apart the haze to peer through the fog...for the pen they hold...the brush they move on the canvas....takes them to chase the meaningless and resurface with a meaning.....”

“Grief seems like feeling unbroken one moment and breaking into pieces in another, walking away from places that bring back the memory of what once was there, who once lived there, swaying in rage, caught in a fog of depression, acceptance and denial, slow waning of interest, a desire to retreat in aloneness as if it is beyond the understanding of this world of your colossal loss, searching for that familiar face while walking down the streets.....”

“Every soul you encounter along your way ..has known agony ..secretly in deeps....every heart you meet along your way ...has known suffering ..secretly in silence....some are broken so freshly...feeling the raw wounds .... every time they revisit the old memory lanes... while some are feeling the achiest of aches...from the age old losses....for grief has left its footprints along the way....”

“As grief ripples through the river of soul where white lilies sleep, it finds its lyrics for the deeps are lit and unknowingly escapes the sadness through the flute for the soul is in wonder at the song it weaves.... You who once curled on the rusty bed in quiet, now find the caress that gently sways you inside, and grief o' grief shuffles the layers of your deeps. Darkness is thick no more for the lonesome moments turn to dawn and the glimmer of light is disguised no more....”

“Falling in Love To fall in love with this universe is to feel the whispering of winds, and sense how snow falls with silent ease, how the world gets hushed with a frost so deep. Love is in knowing those century-old stories are carved in the trunks and barks. Love is in knowing that it is the quiet fire in the cold. To fall in love is to feel how the forest holds its quiet peace, how stories are held in the sleeping stones of the earth, how drums still play beneath the frost, keeping the quiet fire still alive. Love is in knowing that though winter can blanket the earth, but it can never dim the spirit, For the old soul has fallen in love. Love is in knowing that the winds call the spirit, and when night falls, Star trails carry the memories in every strand of light. So you hear the quiet song, rising from the earth to your depths. Jayita Bhattacharjee”