Tilak Amitava Chowdhury

Sometimes the world is a bitch Everyone seems to conspire against you The wind, the sun, the moon the earth Even your own heart and mind gives up on you But take a deep breath and hold on Don't give up on the little plank of hope you are holding on to It will see you through The sun will smile again The breeze will cool you down again The moon will seduce once again with its waxing and waning The mind will come around and kiss you with the joys you have been through The heart will overwhelm you with passion and joy But I still maintain that life is a bitch It tempts you with pleasures that cause you pain Leaving you in the whirlpool of emotions that's too difficult for the tiny plank of hope to deal with But don't worry the tiny plank of hope is magical It can hold your weight and the weight of your troubles Through all the turbulence around You have been strong and you have won Both feeding your heart and the mind Your time will come soon The waves of ...

There must be a reason why we call liquor spirits What I feel is that liquor is like a torchlight It lights up the inner lacunae in your minds Taking you to labyrinths you don't remember existed in this life Almost feeling like you have gone back in time To a life where you were someone else With someone else sharing a whole different world Sometimes that feeling brings back spirits in your life from lives you thought never existed Brings memories and visions you felt don't exist but they come alive Like magic People come closer move further depending on the chemistry inside the brain The liquor induced hallucinations make you see things you want to see and may be you don't Cook up desires you refuse to acknowledge or confront Brings you a sense of peace you thought possible only on heaven or awaken the demons from the secret chambers in your mind Face it. Live it. Forget it. Remember it. Just drink the cups and feel the nirvana Hear the voice of your subcon...