XƏTRINNT OF MY LOVE
Let me bend my love into your love,
Let it not be based on the pleasure of my love,
Let me give up on love, let me not hear,
Don't let it be based on the pleasure of my love!
Take away the ovary of my heart,
Your capacity is abundant, remember me,
Let it snow, rain, shine in the sun,
Don't let it be based on the pleasure of my love!
You are my hearth of hope, my trust,
O poet to my life, I know the feeling,
Everyday the wind blows into my soul,
Don't let it be based on the pleasure of my love!
Let me close your eyes, let me look at you,
From the demand, you become bored, you become embroidered,
My dear, let me be your blessing for life,
Don't let it be based on the pleasure of my love!
ISTURUM, MY OWN COUNTRY, WHERE I WAS BORN
Yad, I have no eyes on Özzgən's soil,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
O I who turn back and forth in the land,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
I don't want grapes, hazelnuts, pomegranate vineyards,
The heart desires the sky plateau, the mountain of shish,
The land to which I speak, my shadow falls,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
Flowers would grow on my lawn,
There the nightingale sang more loudly,
My thighs would kiss my lips,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
Əsən mehi shallow pull telimə,
Its origins are sometimes different,
Waterfalls rose into my slice,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
At the end of the article, we would flee to the pasture,
We had learned to bala-yaga, to ski,
The tulip gave color to the cheeks,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
I was a mother, my mother was there too,
My will was sensitive to my eyes,
My prince would wash my feet,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
I was valuable in my hand, and in myself,
That's why I said "homeland",
Wherever I look, the sign is in my eye,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
Quickly turn away, let the son go to longing,
My heart is in need of attention, compassion,
I'm sorry, what's your name, fame,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
CARRYING THIS SPIRIT WE ARE NOT COLLAPSING A NATION
Envər Pasha of our Turan army,
Look at the power of his love,
His love is across the seas, over the mountains,
This spirituality is only Turkish!
He gave great importance to the nation and the country,
Joined in jihad, escaped from the flames,
“Transformation as a victorious commander,
Or let me be a martyr!” - choose your slogan!
Time colliding in the room,
The letter he wrote to Nacibé Sultan,
Even though the sultan's heart was saddened at that moment,
It has become a source of pride for a lifetime!
“I love you, my praises Raise me with my job!”- he wrote,
“Write the names of the villages in history,
Martyrdom is a mark!” - wrote...
“To protect our country from the enemy,
Mustafa Kamala, possible help,
The day that should be from him,
“One dimension, my sons!”
The one that comes to life before your eyes,
He kissed her gentle fingers and left...
The one that makes hearts happy when you remember it,
He entrusted tomorrow to God...
A mill carrying this spirit has collapsed,
And your truth guides, the path they follow!
It precipitates the oil, but it does not absorb much of it,
As long as there is one mill and two states!
He joined the Turan party,
Now what kind of Pasha has arrived?
The great men of Great Turkestan,
Come on, Victory, our heads are high!
Roots and Wings
In the heart of a home where love resides,
A family stands strong, like the ocean tides.
Roots run deep beneath the earth’s embrace,
Wings spread wide in life’s vast space.
A mother’s touch, so gentle and warm,
Guides us through life’s fiercest storm.
A father’s strength, steady and sure,
Builds a foundation, solid and pure.
Brothers and sisters, laughter and tears,
Sharing dreams, and conquering fears.
Through joys and sorrows, thick and thin,
The bond of family lies within.
Grandparents’ stories, rich and wise,
Teach us to see through loving eyes.
Traditions passed from old to new,
A tapestry woven, tried and true.
In every smile, in every cheer,
In moments of doubt, in times of fear,
Family’s the anchor, the guiding light,
Through darkest days and brightest nights.
So here’s to the hearts that hold us tight,
Through every challenge, every flight.
For in the arms of family, we find
The roots that ground, the wings that bind.
Muslima Rakhmonova was born on November 2nd, 2007, in Turaqo'rg'on district. She is currently a 11th grade student at the Is'hoqxon Ibrat Creative School. She has a strong passion for reading literary works, drawing, and playing musical instruments. She holds an IELTS certificate at B2 level in English and a Goethe certificate at A2 level in German.
Literary Ways to Help The Democratic Republic of Congo
Congo Library – people and organizations have donated books to a shipping center in California to build a library in the Democratic Republic of Congo.
Books for Congo – sets up and contributes to libraries and a bookmobile, takes donations of books and cash and buys books by local and African authors.
Freelancers In Gaza Seeks Mentors To Virtually Coach Freelance Professionals
From Freelancers in Gaza:
We are looking for all forms of support in mentorship, like teaching Arabic to non-Arabic speakers, computer skills, writing and editing, journalistic skills, etc. So all types of support will be helpful. Those who are interested in being mentors will need to send us short bios, their best way of communication (email), and a headshot. This will then be added to our pool of mentors here: https://www.freelancersingaza.com/mentors.
This month’s issue celebrates effusions of life: human art and creativity, human love and compassion, and the flowering of the natural world.
Sayani Mukherjee depicts the elegant fragility of a rose as Brian Barbeito’s photography and prose evokes summertime in a strange, wild, and mysterious natural place in the summer. Wazed Abdullah revels in the vast expanse of the sky, during both daylight and nighttime.
Mark Young explores the power of details: parts of speech, flower petals, and thoughts.
Echezonachi Daniel speculates on nature and deconstructs some of what we as humans project onto other species.
Brian Barbeito, in his prose piece, takes a starling bird as a starting point to reflect on native vs introduced species, philosophy and faith, fair-weather versus dedicated believers, and what it means to be committed to something.
Isabella Mori writes of a trip through Canada when she encountered nature and simple human kindness. Christopher Bernard illustrates the caring, nurture, and steadiness of loving fathers. Azimjon Toshpulatov highlights her love for her mother by apologizing for having hurt her, and Rizwan Islam honors his through an essay on her dedicated service to so many people. Lazizakhan Khalilova shares a story where a young child discovers that noticing and helping others is part of growing up.
Mohichehra Qurbonova shares a story of the perseverance of a disabled girl to achieve her goals and build a life with meaning. David Sapp recollects memories of a friendship he developed with a developmentally disabled person whom he came to regard with respect.
Mesfakus Salahin conveys the experience of losing himself in romantic love. Eva Petropolou Lianou’s poetry celebrates the joy of love and romance. Sushant Thapa describes getting to know a lover as a form of art and a journey.
Dimitris Passas shares a story of drug addiction and the sufferings of forced withdrawal and the quest for family love. John Grochalski speaks to the awkwardness of negotiating and crossing boundaries within parasocial relationships: people we see in media or with whom we have a business relationship.
Lewis LaCook shares pieces about travel, lost love, and finding and creating the world around us. Jesse Emmanuella writes of the human experience: death, grief, and new love. Tareq Samin depicts nature and romantic love in his piece, drawing on trees and stars for analogies to his feelings.
Elmaya Jabbarova reminisces about time with someone she loved in a beautiful garden she can no longer visit. Maja Milojkovic’s narrator speaks of her dual love for India and for a man she married there. Abdul Razzaq Al-Amiri evokes a romance that is also a deep spiritual quest. Amina Sahi conveys the pure spiritual joy of a lovers’ meeting off of a woman’s outdoor balcony in fragrant, sunny spring as Mahbub presents an exuberant couple scampering through fields and blooming rosebushes.
Dr. Jernail Anand reminds us that caring for others and self-respect is more important than money. Marjona Jorayeva highlights how the national value placed on human compassion is integral to the cultural and natural wealth of Uzbekistan. Sarvinoz Tuliyeva explicates the humane spirit of O’tkir Hashimov’s short story “Yanga.”
Bill Tope’s short story comments on two problems of America’s school system: gun violence and bullying, and the lack of compassion, cruelty, and injustice at the roots of both. Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa laments the knowledge she has of life’s suffering and how she cannot save her loved ones. Faleeha Hassan conveys the worry and loneliness of a soldier’s mother who cannot share ordinary daily news with her son while Nosirova Gavhar shares a tale of love that waits even after death.
John Martino relates pieces of moments, thoughts, and encounters told with humor and humanity. J.D. Nelson’s haikus capture moments of surprise, when something changes in the world. Duane Vorhees invites us as humans to consider how we’ll act and love each other in the light of a world implacably changing all around us. Easa Hossain urges us to remember the past yet adapt to and welcome the present.
Lidia Popa expresses what she would do if she were in charge of time and destiny. Maid Corbic expresses his loneliness around people who are stuck in the past. Amanbayeva Dinora offers the advice of centuries for career builders and job seekers as Saparbayeva Aziza outlines what she likes, and what she doesn’t, in books from her Uzbek cultural tradition.
Zulkhumor Fosilbekova highlights the value of education for people and society. Gulsevar Xojamova suggests a positive role for technology in elementary and high school education in Uzbekistan. Sushama Kasbekar celebrates the technology of her new fridge, but acknowledges her confusion at its complexity.
Bruce Roberts laments humans and human art’s replacement by robots who feel themselves to be an improvement. Rezauddin Stalin celebrates human knowledge and the joy we find in discovering human wisdom from ages past.
Chris Butler speaks to the limitations of human knowledge and perception in light of the near-eternal nature of some parts of the natural and physical world. Isabel Gomez de Diego’s photography highlights the smallness of humanity in the light of natural and cultural history.
Gregorz Wroblewski pokes at the nature of a poem, at memorializing imperfect humans, and at our reasons for creating high literature. Tuyet Van Do seeks out underlying truths beneath cultural narratives.
Many humans create in this issue, for reasons of their own. Texas Fontanella sends us energetic rap music and Vernon Frazer brings us on a long tour de force of jazzlike symphonic crescendos of words. Grzegorz Wroblewski’s artwork shows poetry as a physical object, focusing on the looks of words on the page rather than what the words say. Diana Magallon’s visual art combines squares and cubes into shapes that seem 3-D on a two-dimensional space.
Alan Catlin contributes an artistically edited tour-de-force of global sociology, Western psychology, infrastructure and logistics, and criminal forensics. Patrick Sweeney explores themes of worry, complexity, and communication in his series of short pieces.
Noah Berlatsky reminds us that all dedicated writers, even hobbyists, can be considered authors and poets. Fadwa Attia highlights how an artist’s identity and background can inspire or inform their work. Z.I. Mahmud illustrates how a graphic novel was an ideal and useful form for Marianne Satrapi to tell her story in Persepolis of surviving Iran’s 1970s Islamic revolution.
Kylian Cubilla Gomez’ photography is at once playful and introspective, examining small portions of nature and human life.
Sadiya Abdulaziz looks to her own body and life for wisdom, examining the scars on her body to relate her history. Zeboxon Akmalova explores the very common and human feeling of loss.
Jason Ryberg’s poetry is a mixture of humor and commentary on human perception. Jim Meirose’s “reformed solemniac” piece offers up a funny take on insomnia. J.J. Campbell shares poetry about lasting beyond one’s prime and anyway, or just realizing that you’re older and still around.
Daniel De Culla contributes an earthy poem of dissatisfaction with the world’s proffered enjoyments. Michael Robinson recollects a lifetime of comfort and peace found through his Christian faith. Hillol Ray points to his sources of poetic inspiration and how he finds meaning in life through creating work in partnership with nature. Maheshwar Das encourages us to get beyond short-sightedness and materialism and focus on love for one another and care for creation.
Jacques Fleury highlights how the allostatic stress of being discriminated against and “othered” even at smaller levels contributes to bad health effects for minority populations.
Adiba Pardabayeva celebrates the lasting power of her basic Uzbek cultural values, including respect, dignity, and modesty.
We hope the many high-minded and intriguing sentiments of this issue will linger in your minds and hearts. Thank you for reading our first July issue!
Education Unleashed: Unlocking Potential and Creating Opportunities
Introduction:
Education is a powerful force that has the ability to unlock the potential within individuals and create a world of opportunities. It is a transformative journey that empowers individuals to grow, learn, and contribute to society. In this article, we will explore how education, when unleashed, becomes a catalyst for personal and societal growth, enabling individuals to overcome barriers, pursue their passions, and shape a brighter future.
1. Breaking Barriers: Education has the remarkable ability to break down barriers that hinder personal and societal progress. It provides access to knowledge, skills, and opportunities that can bridge the gap between social and economic disparities. By leveling the playing field, education enables individuals from all walks of life to pursue their dreams and aspirations, regardless of their backgrounds or circumstances.
2. Empowering Individuals: When education is unleashed, it empowers individuals to take control of their lives and shape their own destinies. It equips them with the necessary knowledge, critical thinking skills, and confidence to make informed decisions, solve complex problems, and adapt to an ever-changing world. Education nurtures curiosity, creativity, and a thirst for lifelong learning, empowering individuals to explore new horizons and seize opportunities.
3. Fostering Innovation: Education is the breeding ground for innovation and progress. When individuals are equipped with knowledge and skills, they become agents of change, capable of driving innovation in various fields. By encouraging critical thinking, problem-solving, and collaboration, education unleashes the creative potential within individuals, fostering a culture of innovation that leads to breakthrough discoveries, technological advancements, and societal development.
4. Cultivating Global Citizenship: Education goes beyond academic learning; it cultivates global citizenship and nurtures empathy, compassion, and respect for diverse cultures and perspectives. When education is unleashed, it fosters an understanding of global issues, promotes tolerance, and encourages individuals to actively participate in creating a more just and sustainable world. It instills values of social responsibility and equips individuals with the skills to address pressing global challenges.
5. Driving Economic Growth: Education is a key driver of economic growth and prosperity. When individuals are educated, they are better prepared to enter the workforce, contribute to the economy, and drive innovation and productivity. Education unleashes human capital, creating a skilled workforce that fuels economic development, attracts investments, and fosters entrepreneurship. It paves the way for economic mobility, reducing poverty, and creating a more equitable society.
Conclusion:
Education unleashed has the power to transform lives, societies, and the world at large. It breaks barriers, empowers individuals, fosters innovation, cultivates global citizenship, and drives economic growth. As we recognize the immense potential of education, it becomes our collective responsibility to ensure equitable access to quality education for all. By investing in education, we unlock the true potential of individuals and create a future filled with endless possibilities and opportunities for everyone.
Remember, education is not just about acquiring knowledge, but about the journey of self-discovery and personal growth. Embrace education, unleash your potential, and let it be the guiding light in your pursuit of a better tomorrow.
Those times were the time when the autumn season had arrived. The time when the school had just stepped on the threshold…. When I always remember these times, I get a strange feeling, because I still remember the first time I went to school and it makes me excited. The decorated bags on the desks, the cute classroom set up just for us, I felt like it was all for me. The school became such a place for me that when I went there, I felt like I was walking into another world, into the world of knowledge… The dreams in my heart did not let me rest at all, it did not even allow me to sleep. I can say that my constant pursuit of news and interest in knowledge in my youth brought me to this point. However, I realized that one incident in my life was a real miracle that changed my big dreams. Being stuck in a wheelchair depressed me, it was as if life stopped for me.
At that time, I did not want to talk to anyone, when I was no longer interested in anything. forced me, that is, I started walking by writing gratitude, and I felt that my life became more beautiful as soon as I started setting goals for myself. Since my biggest dream was to send my parents on Umrah trip, my health has also changed, even my father: “Daughter, you have been through so many trials, and you are gone. You are almost in the same condition as before, Alhamdulillah, they gave me strength. Even in my worst moments, my dreams and goals did not make me weak, on the contrary, they helped me to recover and return to life.” It is my DREAMS that encourage me to walk.
QURBONOVA GULSANAM was born on April 16, 2006 in Dehkanabad district of Kashkadarya region. Today she studies at school 68 in Dehkanabad district. Her articles have been published in international magazines. Journali, “Kenya Times” newspaper, “Page 3 News” newspapers and other international newspapers and magazines covered his creative works. In the field of science, the winner of the regional Olympiad in the German language, prize winner; in the field of sports, table tennis, chess, has won a number of prizes in checkers. Her favorite activities are making decorative flowers, reading books, playing sports. She participates in Young Reader contests due to her love for books.
Sabina is six years old, Her eyes are big and these eyes close when she laughs. She is interested in everything, she wants to know everything. She asks questions with interest to everyone’s conversation as the famly eats around the table, sometimes she asks her father, sometimes her grandmother…
The famly members sometimes get tired of answering this girl’s questions and they often answer that you will understand when you grow up. This makes Sabina angry.
-“When you grow up you understand, when you grow up, you now” . When will I grow up? – Sabina thought. After all, I’m six years old. My pink shirt from last year is too small now, I grew up!
Maybe they don’t notice that I grew up.
Sabina went into her mother’s room with such dreams. She put on the mother’s high heels.
– Yes… my height has grown a lot.
She wore her mother’s red shirt and knocked on her high heels. Walked back and forth in fron of the mirror.
– Now I grew up.,- she thought to herself.
At that moment, her mother’s voice was heard.
– Sabina, Sabina…. Where you are?
She took off her shoes and shirt in a hurry and run outside. Her favorite aunt came. She greeted her aunt with a happy smile.
Her mother immediately sets the table, tea was made. Sabina helped her mother to put various delicacies on the table.
When dinner was over, her aunt praised Sabina When everyone was around the table.
– My niece is a helper for her mother! Well done! You are grown up.
Sabina’s eyes sparkled after hearing these words. Now she knows What it’s like to grow up.
Don’t have to try on her mom’s clothes to grow up!
Roses
The roses of July
Are so pretty
A pretty good problem
To be
This beautiful
Insanely fragile
Yet beautiful
Helen's face I can see
Roses in July
Just so pretty
Beautiful, a maiden robed
Our own reflections.
