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No Questions! Do be quiet, PLEASE!



No Questions! Do be quiet, PLEASE!



Who dares to ask questions about awards organized by the state? Do I not deserve the right to ask? Am I a citizen of the country?  I pay tax.
Who’s being awarded with attractive prize money? All answers rolled down in dust hiding its head in shame.  You, for instance, have been in writing for not less than twenty years, a young who’s not yet stared his/her career with writing, but a dozen of important prizes are in his/her grasp. What enables him/her to manage to get the state’s important prizes? Many opinions will come to light, and that will harass you in the way you face suddenly an unexpecting situation, in which you’re lost to words.

If you say, let be so, and it’ll be on day by day. This is your matter, and as a citizen of third grade we don’t have any word in our stock for you.


John Milton wrote a nice book in 1644, and you do please read the book named “Arepagitica.” If possible eye the history be the time man had lost their right to talk, write as they think, writers had lost their writing freedom, and that was in England. Is that situation going on!


Govt. is flexible, but different levels of it are in strict position though you’re a potential creative writer in your time. Who bothers about it? You can easily refer some crucial names to the public, oh, yes, these are the poets, these are the writers are supposed to have awarded many years ago; but, darkness in their faces disappointedly are playing with integrative giggle outlooks. You don’t understand?  The government isn’t liable for it. If you do say, I disagree. Listen, for example, in our literature, there are more powerful poets and writers deserve to be awarded stay every year out of the list. Before their eyes, poets and writers in a queue of nonpotential get prized. One after one if names are mentioned to you, you’ll realize it, and every thing will be clear. The names you’re acquainted with are: Makid Haider, Muzibul Haque Kabir, Masuk Chowdhury, Mahmud Kamal, Farid Ahmed Dulal,  and many more (where lies benefits if names are enlarged), but the generation who commenced their writing career after them have been prized with a big hand is really a national shame! And so is ours!


Real persons should be honored with proper decorum. Are they being honored? No, they aren’t. We, though sometimes few exceptional you see occur in your surroundings, can mention in the light of knowledge, but in regard of reality a different arises in you or us with bitter experiences. Many true examples are at you hand. Then, what will you say in this account but staring a cold, icy look at the list.


Unlike this, not only in our country, but also in other countries talents cry beside the pillow, but no one hears them.


Is there any one who’ll listen to the hideous talents dying silently on the other side of the hill?


Now is the time to listen to the treasures of the world.


We can do come and stand beside the voices accumulated. Please do come!


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