Dedicated to those helpless children who loose their innocent childhood in Ghana, Ivory Coast and other parts of this world.

Mawlana Jalaluddin Rumi, known to all of us simply as Rumi, was born on September 30th 1207. After 65 years of creating some of the most renowned poetry humankind has ever known, his creativity and brilliance left us on Dec 17th 1273. Today, more than 700 years later, he is still ranked the number one best selling poet in the United States of America.

There are so many questions which you cannot answer. If only you had a pair of wings and you could fly away from all this chaos and confusion whenever you become overwhelmed. Maybe the serenity in your soul could once again be regained.

নীল পদ্ম নীল খামে যদি আমি একশত বছর বেঁচে থাকতাম আমার হীরের কলমটা এগিয়ে যেতো

You gaze at the dense green mango trees all around you and momentarily, the enigmatic mist of creation and extinction engulfs you.

The house is freezing. Ice cold. The temperature is minus 27 degree below zero, but there is no heat. Brown water. The paper mills have spilled so much mercury into the drinking water supply that accessing clean drinking water is now considered a luxury.

Everyone here in Toronto and throughout the world knows about what’s going on with the Rohingya people. This tragedy, their deaths, this on-the-verge-of-genocide situation has finally been starting to get some of the international attention that it deserves.

FIRE FLIES   Amidst the dark night, the fireflies are burning on and off On and off … Moina gazes with brimming eyes at the far horizon Her lids do not flicker