The Power of Motivation
Motivation is the driving force behind our actions, decisions, and goals. It is the spark that ignites our desire to achieve and the fuel that keeps us moving forward, even in the face of challenges and setbacks. Understanding the importance of motivation can help us harness its power to reach our full potential.
At its core, motivation is about finding a reason to act. This reason can be intrinsic, coming from within ourselves, such as a personal passion or a sense of accomplishment. It can also be extrinsic, driven by external factors like rewards, recognition, or the desire to avoid negative consequences. Both types of motivation are valuable, and often, they work together to push us towards our goals.
One of the key components of effective motivation is setting clear, achievable goals. When we know what we want to achieve, we can focus our efforts and create a roadmap to get there. Goals provide direction and purpose, making it easier to stay motivated over the long term. Additionally, breaking larger goals into smaller, manageable tasks can help maintain a sense of progress and prevent feeling overwhelmed.
Another important aspect of motivation is maintaining a positive mindset. Believing in our abilities and staying optimistic can significantly impact our motivation levels. Positive thinking can enhance our resilience, making it easier to bounce back from failures and continue pursuing our goals. Surrounding ourselves with supportive and encouraging people can also boost our motivation, as they can provide the encouragement and feedback we need to stay on track.
Moreover, understanding what motivates us personally is crucial. Everyone is different, and what works for one person may not work for another. Experimenting with different strategies, such as setting rewards, creating a motivating environment, or finding inspiration in others, can help identify what drives us best.
In conclusion, motivation is a powerful tool that can propel us towards success. By setting clear goals, maintaining a positive mindset, and understanding our unique motivators, we can harness this force to achieve our dreams and aspirations.
QURBONOVA GULSANAM ILHOM QIZI
Homeland
Your love is for me,
Just let one word come out of my body:
Homeland! you are always with me
My glory, my love, you are my everything.
I will never be apart from you
I can stay without you
Let this be a confession for you.
You are the air to me, my dear country,
I bow to you a thousand times, my country.
Even your deserts are paradise,
Companion always success to you,
There is no more trouble in your head,
You are my pride, my pride.
line up
stand on one line to register
at a clinic showing your card
to see medical staff on duty
sit and wait and wait and wait
until a guy rushes in fast talk
handing you some prescription
stand on a line marked exit
to pay for the visit where they
take checks cash or credit
drive away cautiously sure
never to cross over any
double yellow traffic lines
stand on winding line at
drug counter now paying
for an unknown medicine
stand on L O N G line to buy
something to eat unable
to decipher nutrition labels
make sure to line up your
car when you come home
carefully keeping it vertical
walk quickly down that
long line of apartments
each door mud brown
this shows you follow the
straight and narrow in this
personal hell of lines
today’s bottom line is
minus $220 and a small
frozen pizza for dinner
broken dream
into dream of gray
imprisoned within gray stone
away from fragrant red roses
far from soft green grass
behind gray walls unable
to breathe in air like cement.
can you remember smooth
oceans or recall falling stars?
imprisoned for too long.
walls begin to crack open
stones knocked over steel bars
crushed walls blasted into bits.
now you can breathe no longer
enclosed finding this world
this world lies in front of you
pulsating alive free
all the noise
constant chatter of streaming news
death turmoil destruction spaced
with random acts of kindness
togetherness as families reunite
after leaving that COVID expanse
some young unable to walk now
policing and surveillance everywhere
yet vandals continue under
“boys will be boys” becoming men
pushing women around grabbing their
genitals blackening eyes burning down
houses cursing those who bring life
drugs the great spider web to keep
workers marching in step AND constant
appeals for donations to politicians
those who claim to be famous
are more infamous than ever
showing off their bling for brains
noon day demon
after police cars careened downtown
sirens screaming across streets
neighborhood schools locked down
after press reporters photographers
combed the vicinity canvassing
live witnesses or local authorities
after the gunman was shot down
but no one could understand his rage
camouflaged by quiet politeness
after helicopters lifted the injured from
wired baskets to trauma centers while
gleaming black bags were carried out
after everyone remarked how bright
blue morning had turned to blood red
afternoon marked by thin yellow tape
after blinking lights ashen faces
cries of distress faded into gray
there was nothing to do but return
to business as usual
Reservoir
I can no longer separate the poem from that day
both imperfect lonely paraphrasing.
Perhaps you can imagine air dense occasional sun
on face hard brown grass at the reservoir in
New England trees spill their leaves like many hands
falling in despair gulls crying crying at New England
reservoir rippling rippling how old I am becoming
searching still searching.
Too tired embarrassed nude inside why say anything
annoyed amazed at circles with circles diffusion
of leaves rings of water movement of people moving
moving all this moving toward no exact point
only this cluster of conjecture.
Spring snow
My grandmother with a bright face was looking at me and eating mint pies. While smiling at her, I woke up from the light falling into my eyes. My mother did not even hear my voice because she was immersed in household chores.
Approaching her, I said: «Oh, oh, it’s spring season, the mints are now green. If I pick mints from the garden, let’s make mint pies and come see my grandmother?» My mother said in a sad voice: «Since the beginning of spring, the snow has covered the area again with its clothes. It’s a pity that we can’t pick mints.»
As I look out the window in surprise, it is hard to believe, it cannot even be called spring snow. Is it like the frosty days of winter? To my mother in a strict tone: I will pick mints, you will make pies, we will go to see my grandmother.
Despite calling my mother after me, I went out with the basket. I went to the garden and started looking for mint on the edge of the ditch. Water-soaked mints bent under the snow lay along the stream. «I found it», «I found it» and started gathering them.
When I filled my basket and went home, my mother asked: «Where did you find it, my child?» I didn’t have time to answer, so I said, «Let’s make mint pies faster.» Both of us were in a hurry to make pies and couldn’t stop. Hot pies are ready. After putting it in the
basket, we set off. I was very happy as I kicked the snow under my feet and ran.
The roof of my grandmother’s house was visible. «Grandma-grandma» we are here. Grandma couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw us. When we opened the basket, my grandmother greeted us with tears in her eyes, saying, «I just want to eat pies with mint» and thanking us. Even the spring snow did not overshadow our
meeting today.
Nosirova Gavhar was born on August 16, 2000 in the city of Shahrisabz, Kashkadarya region of Uzbekistan. Today, she is a third-year student of the Faculty of Philology of the Samarkand State University of Uzbekistan. Being a lover of literature, she is engaged in writing stories and poems. Her creative works have been published in Uzbek and English. In addition, she is a member of «All India Council for Development of Technical Skills», «Juntos por las letras» of Argentina, «2DSA Global Community». Winner of the «Korabl znaniy» and «Talenty Rossii» contests, holder of the international C1 level in the Russian language, Global Education ambassador of Wisdom University and global coordinator of the Iqra Foundation in Uzbekistan. «Magic pen holders» talented young group of Uzbekistan, «Kayva Kishor», «Friendship of people», «Raven Cage», «The Daily Global Nation», Argentina's «Multi Art-6», Kenya’s «Serenity: A compilation of art and literature by women» contains creative works in the magazine and anthology of poets and writers.
Kindness is a quality that is often underestimated and undervalued in today’s fast-paced world. With the constant hustle and bustle, people tend to prioritize their own needs and interests, often leaving behind acts of kindness towards others. However, what we fail to realize is that kindness has a ripple effect – it begets kindness. In simpler terms, when one person is kind to another, it leads to a chain reaction, ultimately spreading kindness to those around them. This small act of kindness has the potential to make a significant impact and bring about positive change in our society.
First and foremost, kindness is contagious. When we witness someone being kind to us or others, it automatically puts us in a positive mood and encourages us to do the same for others. Research has shown that when individuals are exposed to kindness, they are more likely to exhibit kind behavior themselves. It’s like a domino effect, where one act of kindness leads to another, and the cycle continues. This is how kindness begets kindness.
Moreover, kindness has the power to alleviate negativity and promote a sense of unity and togetherness. In today’s world, where division and hatred are rampant, small acts of kindness can go a long way in bridging the gaps and bringing people together. Even the smallest acts of kindness, such as a smile, a helping hand, or a kind word, can make a significant impact on someone’s day. When we show kindness towards others, it fosters a sense of community and reminds us that we are all in this together.
Additionally, kindness is not just limited to actions but also words. The words we choose to use can either hurt or heal, and by choosing to be kind with our words, we can spread positivity and uplift those around us. A simple compliment or a few words of encouragement can do wonders for someone’s self-esteem and confidence. When we speak kindly, we create a safe and comfortable environment for others, making them more likely to pass on the same kindness to others.
Furthermore, kindness has a profound impact on our mental and emotional well-being. Numerous studies have shown that acts of kindness trigger the release of dopamine, a chemical in the brain that makes us feel good. It boosts our mood, increases our self-esteem, and reduces stress and anxiety. By being kind to others, we not only spread joy and positivity, but we also improve our own mental and emotional state, creating a positive cycle of well-being.
Lastly, kindness has the power to create a lasting impression on others. A small act of kindness can leave a long-lasting impact on someone’s life, and in turn, inspire them to spread kindness to others. It has the potential to create a positive ripple effect that can extend beyond our own communities and reach people we may never even meet.
In conclusion, kindness truly begets kindness. It has the power to create a positive cycle of compassion, empathy, and unity, ultimately making our world a better and happier place to live in. As individuals, we must strive to be kind to one another and make it a part of our daily lives. No act of kindness is too small, and it can make a significant difference. So, let us all be kind to each other, for kindness truly has the power to change the world.
POETRY OF THE FIELD
In the morning of April
The sky was looking so ebullient
Sunshine has not yet touched the earth
So nice time it was for all of us to reap corn in the field
It was a nice time for the birds to sing while eating insects in the field.
Many birds came and Twitter over the field
So melodious was their voice.
Among them, there were also herons
They are silent spectators
Meditative always on the prey.
Like fake saints.
My attention was diverted while reaping the corn.
For, they sang so sweetly
Further, from distant lands were coming
the sounds of cuckoo.
My co-farmers were also enthusiastic
on cuckoo's sweet spell
A subtle communication started between
me and the sweet songbirds.
Oh birds, for whom you are all singing so sweetly
For yourself
For, the creator
Or, for the creation.
I could not get any answer from them.
I looked at them with an inquisitive eye
Sill could not.
While returning from the field
I could get my answer.
It came automatically to my mind.
It is, as if, a subtle voice was ringing in my ear.
Oh dear,
This is a very simple question.
We are not singing for ourselves
we are singing for the whole creation
To make the environment joyful
To fulfil the purpose of the Almighty.
In the process, we get so much pleasure for making God's creation joyful.
Oh, The Merciful Lord
There is nothing in the
world like you
You are the epitome of love and blessedness
The epitome of magnanimity.
How much I thought of you.
Throughout the day and night, I am thinking of you.
You are gloriously present everywhere.
The more I think of you, the more your glory is revealed.
Wherever I look, your gracious figure is coming to my mind.
For you are everywhere and in everything.
Now I realise how it is to think of you,
In every object of the world living and nonliving.
There is nothing more blessedness than to
feel you everywhere
To remain under your spell of happiness and blessedness.
To remain in your sweet clasp.
Though In this earth field, other thoughts are coming and disturbing
But I am trying to remain calm, thinking that these thoughts are also coming from you.
With this thought in mind, when I am merging my mind with your lovely thoughts, they are
fleeing to their nest.
Oh, Supreme sweet master of the world your boundless love
has so beautifully enveloped the whole world.
It is clearly visible how distinctly and dazzlingly you are present in all the objects of the world
I bow down at your lotus feet for infinite periods in silent reverence.
OH HAPPINESS
Oh Happiness you are like the ethereal songs of heaven.
Everybody wants to share your wings of love.
Where is your bough of blossoms?
Come on and spread your sweet fragrance on all of us.
Oh Happiness where is your passion of embrace.
Spread your subtle links of the net to cover all of us.
Where is your cheerful bed in which you lull all to sleep?
And intoxicate all in the rapt calm reverie.
Oh, Happiness the divine gift of heaven.
Your touch is like the charm of a thousand roses.
Your presence is the sweetest of morning breeze
And charmful abode of heavenly peace
Oh, Happiness gives a place to all the wretched persons in your sweet lap.
To give a moment's joy to the restless soul.
To relieve the pangs they endure throughout their life.
To embellish them all in the glory of divine love and peace.
WAITING
He came as per my invitation
He came with his characteristic smile
Most assiduously stepped into
The dark room
Wide Opened
With cosy slow steps
There was deep silence all around
Outside there was a stiff winter night
With his flute in hand
And the slow ringing of
anklet bells
He walked into the room
The room became lit
There was a smell of sweet flowers
As if it is a house full of flowers.
As per his promise, he came
And went away seeing me unconscious.
I was in deep sleep
Could not greet him
A sombre deep dark sleep like a cloud
had wrapped me.
I could not get up
Could not reply
Latter
I woke up from deep slumber
The room was enthralled with the smell of flowers
And sandalwood paste
I felt magical ecstasy
I wept and wept till morning
Dr. Maheswar Das is a bilingual poet, translator, editor, and story writer. He writes in English and Odia language.
He has been pursuing his creative writing for the last twenty years and has authored more than one thousand English poems. All of his poetical exposition centres around Nature, God, love, and relationships. Some of his poems have been translated into international languages. He has co-authored three English anthologies of poems with his two friends. Besides he is the co-author of more than fifty English anthologies of poems of many literary groups.
He holds the degree of M.A. in both Economics and History. He has accomplished a Ph.D. degree in sociology from Utkal University. He also holds a law degree from M.S. Law College, Cuttack. He hails from Mallipur in the district of Cuttack, Odisha, India.
His English poems have been published in several national and international journals and Anthologies and have gained worldwide appreciation. He has received so many accolades from various national and international literary groups. He is a recipient of the Gold Medal award from the World Union of Poets, Rome.
My joy is spring
Spring always gives us happiness
Everyone feels a sense of joy
Most girls dance and use a powder
Old ages make us laugh to enjoy
I am happy about the season
That's why flowers are everywhere.
I like spring, but I don't know how
My heart blooms when spring is here.
The nature of spring is captivating
Various birds fly on one side
My heart cries out for alerting
Every facet of spring with me alongside.
O'razaliyeva Charos lives in Uzbekistan, Syrdarya region, and attends a creativity school which is named after Halima Xudoyberdiyeva.
