Journey to Literature

Novel : Midnight Bell 🌹 Writer : Jotsna Jari    Tinni’s emotions were in flux. Her eyes went wide with shock, "What on earth are you saying?"   ‎ ‎Disappointed, Rama-di then buried her face in her hands, "There's no other way.   ‎I hate giving Samir my body for sex. If he wants to be with that young girl Deepali. So be it." ‎ ‎Is Tinni the guardian of society and the world ?  Doomsday wil creep ? She tried to remain indifferent .   ‎ ‎Rama-di then despaired, "Whenever Dipali goes to her own home for a few weeks, he tries to start pulling my body with sexual hunger. I put up strong resistance. I say very angrily...  you're going to Dipali. Ok...  go ahead. Who's stopping you?  ‎ ‎But Samir is wild & crazy for physical bliss.  At end I quickly go to the next room & close the door. Then the impotent Samir screams out just for two or three times. After that he takes sleeping tablets, he falls asleep, intoxicated by de...

Poem :  Liability  💛 Poet : jotsna jari   ‎ ‎ ‎Life is a river of question    ‎I dive into the boundless depths   ‎to find the answer.   ‎ ‎The dream no longer comes to me   ‎I feel quite clearly...     ‎the dream is wandering somewhere else.   ‎ ‎Is it solely my responsibility  ‎to hold onto the dream  ‎The dream, too, bears some liability.    ‎ ‎Hearing me,   ‎the wise will laugh & say...   ‎you have completely lost your mind.   ‎ ‎Honestly speaking,  ‎why should I chase the dream alone   ‎The dream can search me too.   ‎ ‎ ‎

Poem :  Map of Love  ❣️  Poet : jotsna jari   ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎I can visualize you whenever I wish  ‎It requires no code  ‎no programming  ‎The moment I close my eyes, I see you.  ‎ ‎When I see the half-moon  ‎in the night sky of this busy city  ‎In another city you too  ‎are standing by your window,   ‎looking at that very same moon.  ‎ ‎When I ring you again and again, ‎and receive no response, ‎I get scared— ‎are you alright ? ‎Does love mean weaving  ‎a web of worries ? ‎I do not understand. ‎ ‎As I think of you…    ‎my world ‎has created ‎a different map— ‎where every road ‎leads to your heart address ‎ ‎In reality, love ‎is not limited to ‎in story replies ‎& in typing dots.  ‎ ‎Amidst the hustle and bustle  ‎amidst the restlessness   ‎you, the person, are my soul address.   ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎[ Notes : ‎ ‎Story reply & typing dot (status)-  ‎These are now social me...

Novel : Midnight Bell 🌹 Writer : Jotsna Jari    Tinni's consciousness was shaking. Everything was spinning. Were life and sex a complicated equation for her ? Was Titas the solution ? Tinni couldn't control herself, "Rama-di, what do you mean... is it better to get tested before marriage ?"   Rama-di came back to reality, "Hey, is everyone as ill-fated as me?  I would have truly gone mad if Mihir hadn't entered my life." couldn't  Will Tinni learn the multiplication table of new senses ? Tinni was surprised. More surprised. The most surprised.  Rama-di gave a playful clap. She whispered, "When that robust male virility enters lovely & moves strongly in the depth of life — she attains the ultimate fulfillment of pleasure. Happiness in one's sex life translates directly into happiness in one's married life ; otherwise, it remains merely a patched-up existence."   She again uttered, "Meanwhile, I have conceived our child- ...

Poem :  Companion     Poet :  Jotsna Jari   ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎You were a long way traveler   ‎then you came near   ‎We stay together for a few days   ‎You got pain from the thron   ‎The soft scent of some flowers   ‎was shared between twos   ‎This is how the journey begins   ‎Our words & our pain...     ‎all remained ours   ‎Who cares about that      ‎ ‎I will walk the way of the world &    ‎with the world   ‎With this hope...    ‎I keep hand in your hand.    ‎Oh  the soul of my life...     ‎you wrote the song with the melody   ‎is still alive today     ‎but the pain remains.    ‎ ‎I sew the words together    ‎Keeping our heads on the grass...    ‎Light of moon & sun shines on our chests  ‎We fill & decorate the house of ...

Poem :  Warmth   Poet :  jotsna jari   ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Bird breaks the nest    ‎for the coolness of relationship   ‎Some straw floats   ‎in the river.    ‎ ‎If you smile sweetly    ‎flower blooms    ‎life swings.     ‎ ‎If I meet   ‎kalboshekh every day     ‎Tidy time would be erased      ‎ ‎I walk a long way    ‎like an eagle life     ‎Still my warm heart   ‎will not be cold.     ‎ ‎Anything that is unnecessary   ‎can fall into the bend of road   ‎I will take care of everything anew.     ‎ ‎Let's write just about    ‎the changing the day today.   ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎N.B :   ‎Kalbosekh (northwestern)  -   ‎This is the storm in summer time in India.