The forest god’s next birth

DAY Ten OF MY CREATIVE WRITING JOURNEY. THE PROMPT WAS “WRITE 100 WORDS ABOUT A SONG THAT MAKES YOU SAD..”

There is a song. It goes like this Bonomali Tumi, Poro Janam main Hoio Radha.

I couldn’t listen it in its entirety. It’s been used in a documentary called ‘Bird of Dusk’ made on the life & work of Rituparno Ghosh.

I haven’t seen any of his film in entirety. I have been meaning to watch them soon.

But the songs of his films are nothing but magical.

The experience and lyrics of listening these songs made me listen to his interviews and I am an admirer of his work since then.

The song mentioned above is a bit mystical as well because I couldn’t understand the meaning of it.

It goes like this Bonomali Tumi, Poro Janam main Hoio Radha…that roughly translates to the forest god may you become Radha. I didn’t understand it because we’ve never heard this sentiment on part of Radha.

PS – This is the tenth day of my journey to write everyday for next one year.

The Spatula and Alexendar the Great

DAY nine OF MY CREATIVE WRITING JOURNEY. THE PROMPT WAS “WRITE A DIALOGUE BETWEEN TWO OBJECTS IN A KITCHEN DRAWER.”

“I don’t know anything about my future, it may be bleak but my past has been glorious…”, said spatula, to other kitchen utensils, while pondering over a news article.

The latest model of GPT has claimed in this news piece that soon AI powered humanoids will replace entire set of kitchen utensils include spatulas and knives.

Knowing this everyone was sad in the kitchen drawer and looking blankly at their future, except Oi, the AI powered machine which decides every decision taken by a human while cooking.

Upon hearing the spatula boasting about its future, Oi smiled scornfully and said, what future, you are just a thing to be used by a human being.

Hearing this, the spatula answered, you are AI powered machine, yet you don’t know about my glorious past?

It then said, ‘my existence dates back to the days of Alexandar, the great. I originated from a kind of sword which won wars. The silicon shape on one end was added to me some decades back to use me as a scrapper in a kitchen.”

Hearing this, Oi replied, ‘’Is that so, I didn’t come across any material that mentions this beautiful history of yours. I am sorry for underestimating you.”

Upon this, spatula and other kitchen utensils, smiled and reconciled with Oi.

PS – This is the ninth day of my journey to write everyday for next one year.