Biography of ASHIK RAJAK
I Ashik Rajak, was born in the country of green hills and White Mountains, the country which has been consecrated by God and where Nature still dwells peacefully, Nepal. I have been very sanguine of writing from my earlier childhood, scribbling words to paper every once in a while and working to watch it take form with time to form beautiful pieces that reflect me to the world. That happiness and peace on pouring ink to paper is beyond words.The inspiration from close ones, friends from the writing and reading community all across the globe is what keeps me going all the while.
I’d like to dedicate this page as well as everything that comes from me to my beloved, Smarika, who I love with all my heart and soul beyond words; and my family.
Nepal, a country which has been gifted by Nature also has a wide diversity within itself. The beauty of nature and the sufferings of people seen here in Nepal is very dolorous and heart touching, giving birth to change makers and artists who have risen from their sufferings to become amazing human beings; personalities the entire country praises.
Meanwhile I publish my writings here, I would be glad to receive feedback from anyone from the writing and reading community who happen to pass by to read through my work. Feedback will be very positively put to further improve and enhance my writing capability.
Do pass by again soon.
ASHIK RAJAK Poems
When you'll miss me and I won't be there When you'll call my number to find I'm nowhere When you'll search and find it never ends. When you'll touch the letters I wrote to thee
Calm, quiet and composed, she lie Hurt, wounded and disfigured Beaten and sbruised Stamped, spit and kicked at
Ways Of Life
Destroying our motherland is not our ambition Thinking only about ourselves is not our nature Breaking the heart of others is not our mission Killing our fellow men is not justice
Now, I’ve no trepidation Of any jeopardy or the dark Cause you’re the one Whom I feel is
Begin All Again
Today, I covet to initiate my days afresh, And with a newfangled notion I deem I have been very impish And I've done deeds, I never should have done.
How do they feel when they are alone? What do they do all day and night long? Standing in one place for years and years And how have they past the millions of years
One Last Chance! ! ! ! ! !
The many times I’ve tried to do something But I’ve never gone threw and succeeded But I’ll still keep on trying Trying, trying and trying
How do they feel when they are alone?
What do they do all day and night long?
Standing in one place for years and years
And how have they past the millions of years
Standing in one place, lonely,
Throughout their life.