Everyone ask in curiosity about the  God question like, who is the God ? Where is the God ? How it looks like ? These question arises because the God is beyond imagination. Let us take an example to clear this idea. Take a stick, we know a stick has two poles but can you imagine a stick without two poles ? Our mind do not agree to accept that there can be a stick without two poles. It means there is a limit in our imagination,we can not imagine a stick without two poles or two endings,when we...

ରଂଗହୀନ ନୁହେଁରଂଗର ଜନ୍ମଦା ସପ୍ତରଂଗ ସେ ଯେ ଇନ୍ଦ୍ରଧନୁ ଶ୍ବେତରଂଗ ହିଁ ଯେ ରଂଗ ର ଆଧାର ଶୋଭା ଦିଏ ଯାହା ପୃଥିବୀ ତନୁ ସତ୍ବ ରଜ ତମ ତ୍ରୟି ଗୁଣ ଯେବେ ଶ୍ରେଷ୍ଠ ତହିଁଏକା ଶ୍ବେତ କମଳ ସାରା ସଂସାରକୁ କିରଣ ଦିଅଇ ସେ ରଂଗ ରବିର ଶ୍ବେତ ସକଳ ମୁଢଜନକହେ ରଂଗହୀନ ଏହା ଅବିରା,ମୃତ୍ୟୁର ରଂଗ ଏହି ବୁଦ୍ଧ ଜନ ସିନା ଜାଣଇ ସତ୍ୟତା ରଂଗ ବୋଲି ବ୍ରହ୍ମାଣ୍ଡରେ ନାହିଁ  This Odia poem has been written by Sasmita Pradhan who is working as a Teacher in Bishalkhinda Nodal UP School, Sambalpur. It is all about Colours which is just an illusion, but we people do not understand it.  When we add all seven colours then white colour is created, this is truth.  There is no colour in the world where as we people discriminate them either as good or bad. In Christianity they use White colour as the symbol of graveyard, likewise in Hindu religion widows wear sarees of this colour after the death of their husbands. It is also scientifically proven  there is no Colours in the world. We see the colours due to colour pigments th...

Life is Celebration ଶୂନ୍ୟ ଆକାଶରେ ଭାଷେ ଯହିଁ ମେଘ ମନର ଭାବନା ସେହିପରି କେବେ ଦୁଃଖ କେବେ ଯାତନାଭରା ତ ଆନନ୍ଦରେ କେବେ ଯାଏ ଭରି ସାକ୍ଷଭାବ ରଖି ନ ବହି ଏଥିରେ ଦେଖ ହୃଦୟର ବିଚଳନ ପ୍ରତିମୂହୁର୍ତ୍ତ ରେ ପ୍ରତିକ୍ଷଣେ ବଞ୍ଚି ଆନନ୍ଦେ ବୁଝିବା ଇହ ଜୀବନ ଆସେଯାଏ କେତେ ଶହଶହ ମେଘ ଘୁରିବୁଲେ ଏଇ ଆକାଶରେ କେବେ ବାରି ରୂପ ନେଇ ପୁଣିଥରେ ଶୂନ୍ୟ ଆକାଶ କରିଦିଏ ମନର ଭାବନା ବାଦଳ ସଦୃଶ ଆସୁଥିବ ପୁଣିଯାଉଥିବ ସ୍ଥିରରଖି ଚିତ୍ତ ଦେଖିଲେ ଭାବନା ପ୍ରତିକ୍ଷଣ ହେବ ମହୋତ୍ସବ। Its a philosophical poem. Our thoughts and emotions are like clouds in the sky which move haphazardly here and there. We need to keep a strict vigil on them.  One who live his or her life in the present moment can only be able to celebrate it. By Sasmita Pradhan sasmita4pradhan@gmail.com