Aches and fever in the brain
When the brain with fever
Fills beds and galleries of hospitals
A flash sparks in my heart
Why these numerous cases?
How these numerous cases?
I, confronted the bulk of questions ...
With mothers blessings
My first steps towards library
In search of answers
Why these numerous cases?
How these numerous cases?
Causative factors and associates
Oh! the same viruses
Modes of transmission
The dreadful mosquitoes
Signs are seen
Maybe after long period
Or after short period
When sucked, the healthy body
Viruses are inoculated
Diseased will be
the slums
the community
the thin bodies
the plain Terai
the hills
the Himalayas
These mosquitoes suck the blood
And transmit the fetal brain fever
The parasite sucks randomly as it wishes
Indeed, the parasites have been surviving
the same way from decades
Will survive the same way
In future too
Sucking the stream of blood
Sometimes, even the ripe fruits
Contaminate fruits
Sucking satisfies some
Others think that
Transmitting epidemics
Is the rationale of living
Mosquitoes
Insert their sharp trunks
Pierce human skin
Injure the flesh
And get to bloodstream
Suck the fresh blood
Suck sweat
Suck nutrients
Poor, helpless body!
is forced to loose blood
The bodies
Drop tears of blood
In the pain of self and relatives
The parasites throw stream of blood
In the field of laborious harvest
Sometimes vomit bulk of blood
Suck and use so much that
Often the veins of poor bodies
Dry as it drops by
Nevertheless,
The parasites continues exploiting
With hope to achieve even the last drop
Leeches suck the same blood
Mosquitoes suck the same blood
I ,
Disagree with the suckers
Not only mosquitoes and leeches,
There are more suckers
Fruit sucking
Wasps and bees
Blood sucking
Mosquitoes and leeches
Bedbugs and sand flies
Sand flies are also fostering
Transmit Kalazaar
Mosquitoes
Breed in the stagnant dirty ponds
Develop and grow in number
When strong and adult fly from ponds
Singing with cruelty and dancing fiercely
With devil and hungry stomach
Towards innocent healthy bodies of slums
Disturbing the silent community
Living in peace and smiles
Pierce the stings
Force to rise from sweet sleep
Force to get out of warm beds
Hungry mosquitoes
Enter animal sheds
Enter homes
Attack living bodies
Love fresh blood
Mosquitoes
Deserve black and dark
When nights and dark approaches
Spread wings and fly
Enter houses through windows
Through doors
Via holes and cracks in walls
I think mosquitoes are weak, poor and coward
Rare and sad
But,
They think themselves strong
Cannot fly comfortably in air
Like to fly climbing the layer of air
Else stay still at a place
Nearby stagnant pond
Fly with support of layer of air
Travel by getting lifts on shoulders
Failure mosquitoes
Suck human body
Select fresh blood
Drink blood
become lethargic by being soaked in blood
The soaked plum sharp mosquitoes
Cannot fly
are lethargic
so hide
Somewhere in the dark
In corners
Behind the photos of ideology
Or in bed, beneath furniture
In the terries, in the corridor
Hide themselves
Waiting for new blood
Innocent human body
Some mosquito's hide
Out in the bush
Or the grasses
In the holes of trunks
In dark well
All waiting for opportunity
Appropriate time
As day passes by, they become happier
Thinking that their lucky time is approaching
Mosquitoes
Think sucking slums is their right
Slums think- offering is their responsibility
The trend of sucking and being sucked goes on
History is written on suckers
Here, the suckers are praised
Suckers have inserted their trunks
Deep into the body of slums
The bodies have been trying to escape from mosquitoes
They tried many times to take the
Assistance of nets
To avoid the painful bites
However, the parasites have been entering
Sucking the bodies
Living red scratches on body and face
And with marked face
The innocent bodies come out
The dacoit mosquitoes
Suck blood from bodies
The bodies that
have been surviving with stomach often filled by water
The dacoit mosquitoes
Always think
Make ideas and plans
How and where to suck?
The adult mosquitoes
Create disturbance
Theft and robbery
In the poor society
In the innocent mind
The devil mosquitoes
Don't say- postpartum mothers
- child or elderly
- sisters
They suck all
Suck till they are satisfied
Suck till they are soaked
Always
Fulfill their objective
Think
Sucking is their patriarchal right
Is their authority
Mosquitoes do as their wish
Wait for their time
Attack body
Mosquitoes may be different
Different species, body and structure
However their role
is the same
Sucking the innocent bodies
Drying up the poor slums
We are tired of trying to escape
have no ways to protect
Therefore, exposing our hands, legs, face
We are obliged to say
Oh! It has bitten us here
The marks are seen and lost
No more than that s
Sometimes no marks may be seen
The devils
Are habituated
Are skilled to suck
Suck ingredients
Never feel shy
Don't feel bad
Piercing stings
Dry up the veins that have been living
Having porridge
Disobedient mosquitoes
Have no faith
Never fear of sin
The exploited bodies are innocent
Don't know the fact
Why they are being sucked?
How they are being sucked?
What for are they liable to pay their blood?
Mosquitoes are clever
Play tick
When eyes witness
The losing of blood
The hearts are broken
The sucked bodies are living
The parasites select nooks and corners
Hide in dark, bush
Insert trunks fiercely where ever they like
into hungry naked bodies
The sucked never know
When and how are they sucked?
Even if they know,
There is no place to complain
No place to file a suit
There who need to support break us
And the sucked ones fall off being weak
The mosquitoes suck till their thrust is filled
The parasites
Have been committing crimes
but are never punished
Instead
get respect and honor
What a tragedy!
The suckers
Play tricks, confuse and threat us
Mosquitoes
When emerge from stagnant pond
Suck me
Desire their words from body
Mosquitoes
Take taste
Like to choose bodies
The process continuous
For centuries
The beasts taking test
Walk by being carried out backs
These sucker mosquitoes
Not only suck blood
Weaken and decay the body
The roaming suckers
Accommodate fetal viruses
Inserting to veins
Poison the body
Abort human fetus
Make bodies unconscious
The parasites develop
suck liters of blood
Cause anemia
Decrease the resistance
cause weakness all over body
Spread epidemics in slums
And
Infected by the fetal infection
The sucked bodies die
What a tragedy!
The blood donors
Who sacrifice the blood
Have to loose own body
The process continues
The same way
And
Has been regular
Throughout the history
Only the symptoms differ
And the names vary
However,
The causative factors
The transmitters
The same throughout
I had studied in school
Heard somewhere
That
Control measures have evolved
Preventive strategies have been adopted
To eradicate the diseases
But
the disease has not been not controlled
The transmitters were not killed
Still,
The sucker's suck
The disease exist
More serious, more deadly
Mosquitoes
Bit the bodies
Leave them
Inserting fetal virus
In their veins
Indeed, there ought to have been
Preventive measures
Curative measures
Rehabilitative actions
However,
Only the symptoms treated
And, the vaccine distributed against disease
Never were, the causative factors controlled
Instead, were protected
Their habitat, the ponds
were created
Preserved at temperature,
where their larva and eggs
Could exist with comfort
Mosquitoes,
Favor moderate environment
Neither too hot, nor too cold
The cowards cannot survive
Cannot live at extremes
Enjoy troubling the mankind
Our holy book Sastra revels
Do not donate to evil actors
They are not eligible for donation
But we are forced to donate
As
These cowards fold their arms
Cannot cultivate the farms of sweat
Cannot toil
They beg
The weak - survive
Parasites- dependent
The evil mosquitoes
Not only fulfill hunger
But infect the bodies
It's the way,
Parasites have been living
The blood
That was collected drop by drop
With sweat and toil
Spelled off, here and there
To address their thrust
The bodies are unaware,
What debts they are paying for?
When was the debt taken?
Where was the debt taken?
The commitment is not written
And the unwritten commitment
When will be paid clear?
I feel,
Had there been no parasites
There bodies would not be sucked?
I question
Would the body be sucked, then?
Would the epidemics occur then?
Probably
the bodies would not have died as such
However,
These mosquitoes
were cultivated
protected
Brought up
Sucked self
Favored to be sucked
Still,
Mosquitoes want protection
Hiding in the bushes and holes
Acting as if they would never suck.
Are tricking
Still
there are advocates
To protect these suckers
They advocate
"no society without mosquitoes"
Want to die being sucked
Want others killed being diseased
They have been and are working
for the existence of mosquitoes
People are unaware
Are ignorant.
When these parasites will activate
fly out from bushes and holes
Hurt lives one after another
In fact,
During my grandfathers period
It was not that people were unaware
Indeed! People were aware that
Mosquitoes are dangerous
They are the transmitter
And they must be killed
But,
These mosquitoes were strong
They could not be fired from society
Moreover, they breed
new mosquitoes , new varieties
In lakes and ponds
in stagnant water
Expanding their regime
Exploring the opportunities
Initially
Ponds and lakes were limited
However,
The water sources increased , were increased
And
Different species, varieties of mosquito
Accordingly
Some suck less, some more
But they suck the blood and sweat
Nowadays,
The varieties have changed
In structure
In name
However their role is the same
They are suckers
Enjoy and survive sucking others
These parasites
Have separate family
society and dwelling
Till yesterday,
Born indirect
The houseflies
Loved dirt
Slowly,
being with mosquitoes
Living with mosquitoes
The flies have replaced mosquitoes
Now
Flies cannot stay at one place
They jump
From food to dumps, dumps to food
Fly here and there
And love to fly
With sludge in legs
Houseflies,
Drop harmful sludge to our food
Vomit, defecate and jump in food
These transmitters
Infect the whole slums
The houseflies,
Are increasing their number
They enjoy dirt,
born in dirt, develop in dirt
Their existence in dirt
They have completed life cycle in dirt
Therefore,
Houseflies always play the game of dirt
Often, getting out of dirt
Fly humming
into clean kitchen, corridor and chowk
Spreading epidemics in the slums
The houseflies enjoy the feast
The more the dirt, their number explodes
The more houseflies increase, the dirt expands
The relationship of houseflies and dirt
Like bread and butter, nail and flesh
Keeping foul dirt in legs
Flying with wings spread
Vomit and eat it
However,
The houseflies often declare
they are the cleanest, the cleverest
The houseflies love the foul smell
Nowadays
There has been changes
The houseflies
have become the like mosquitoes
These houseflies
Have left eating the dirt
in coordination with mosquitoes
they are sucking the blood of slums
Question has raised
In many ethnic groups
"Who evolved the first?"
Smaller and enlarged
Ponds and lakes
Or
the sucking mosquitoes?
And
Who made these ponds?
Who dug the well?
Who authorized these suckers?
Who created sharp trunks in them?
Of course!
From time to time
During my fathers period
Play cards of awareness were carried out
Pamphlets were printed and displayed
However
Play cards, pamphlets and miking
Could not break the trunks of suckers
Couldn't break the sharp stings
Couldn't dry up their habitat
Couldn't eradicate these insects
We often see
These mosquitoes often
have been acting as if they are inactive
And again flying
Spreading wings, sharpening the trunks
Whenever opportunity arrives
Mosquitoes
are confident shy less
Anytime, anywhere
Have entered into holes
Emptied the blood
Mosquitoes
Feel comfortable at dark
When the lay sleep
Expand their rule
Always want nights
Expect
that the community should never be bright
They dance, sing and jump
Spreading wings in air
Those that can never sing
Pretend to produce sweet voice
Plan to hide in the dark
And fly
Apply
Taking out sharp trunks and riding
It is the truth,
They love to live in dark
Are frightened of brightness.
Are jealous of brightness
The mosquitoes
that are not hiding in paddy field
Attack farmers stomach
Mosquito disturbs
- being the voice of singers
- in the eyes of layers
- in sinful weighing machine
- - In manual of teachers
- - in doctors fingers and stethoscope
- -Writers pen and paper
- - in palms and shoulders of labors
- - in art and actors
In the morning it can clearly be seen
In my sisters body
The mosquito had bitten
Red marks in the face and body
Heart breaks, seeing her wound
Our poverty has been flashed
In the face, body and each part of my sisters body
None know,
Since when the evil eyes were stuck
In her fresh, beautiful body
I regret,
I couldn't protect her
I couldn't prevent her
She might have cried,
Screamed for help
Might have been tortured
She had been facing
torture and violence
As she was growing up
Onwards
I hope to protect my sisters
From these suckers
So that
None of my sisters are
Forced to loose their dignity
Residing in the darkness
They want to breed and expand
Changing name
Changing color
Changing firm
Changing species
Changing all their structure
For nourishing food
To fulfill their hunger
Always love poverty and scarcity
Feel comfortable to enter these slums
Love unawareness and unawareness
Adore weak and the poor
Feed the sweat and blood of poor
It is true
The poor cannot stop their entrance
Cannot prevent
Cannot say- 'This is my home'
'I have the authority
None is authorized, to enter
Without my permission.'
The house is just a name
Doors, windows, walls
From anywhere, anytime the insects can enter
Humming and dancing from wherever, they feel comfortable
Sleeping inside the old net with holes everywhere
Never can they escape from the suckers
Spraying in nooks and corners
How many days will the slums
away their insects
Merely by burning mates
How can they threaten them?
The mosquitoes and insects
Hide and get out
In new model, new fashion
Dancing in new rhymes, music
New acts, new expression
This life cycle
Is revolving thus,
Changing name and identity
Hiding and emerging
Carrying new diseases
What if, the holes are filled up?
Could these suckers survive as such?
Filling the drainage, ponds and lakes
Could they expand their dwelling?
If rituals are alone, worshipped
If we pity these sucker mosquito
Then this mosquito
Who sleep all day and activate at night
Dancing and singing
Sucking the blood and being empowered
Will suck the thin bodies
And the cycle will go on.
Infecting the body
, The slums
How long will we walk to hospital?
Carrying the fetal brain fever
Physicians' say,
It is not the patient
But disease should be treated
The causative factors should be eradicated
In case
Any of the virus survives
Any of the transmitters exist
Then the disease will reemerge
continue and
The epidemics will attack
the slums and bodies
Therefore
Lets promise
Picking up earth from ground
Without trembling hands
fill the holes and their habitat at
The ponds of these mosquitoes
Then, never will exist the causative
Then, never will remain the trunks
Never will the slums suffer from fever
The dreadful brain fever
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