Essay from Iroda Bahronova

Young Central Asian woman with black curly hair, a white clollared top, black pants. She's sitting on a bench outside.
Iroda Bahronova

We are the creators of the future!

      We know that the 21st century is an era of intellectual development. The uplifting force of this development is young people, that is, people with high intelligence. Of course, today there is a great responsibility towards the creators of the future. After all, according to President Shavkat Mirziyoyev, “In order for our youth to become independent thinkers, have high intellectual and spiritual potential, become people who are not inferior to their peers in any field on a global scale, our state and society should be happy. We will mobilize all the possibilities of strength”, his words serve as a program for us. Being among such young people, I am proud to see the development of our country day and night. In my opinion, it is natural for every person who considers himself a child of the new Uzbekistan to have a question at this moment: how did I contribute to the development of my country?! Whatever I do, even if it’s a little, will benefit my people?! In order to find answers to such questions, I took a pen in my hand and began to write down my goals on a white paper.

First of all, as they say, “A job without a plan is a brick without a mold”, a person should make his plans so that all the good deeds he thinks about from early in the morning will be good. And the plans become more and more great goals. And I strive for not daily, but annual prospective goals. I want these targeted plans to serve not only me, but also the development of my country.

Secondly, no country can rise without sports and science. These two concepts will always accompany me. Of course, sport is a guarantee of health. Every young generation who plays sports follows a healthy lifestyle. Only healthy and strong youth can protect the country. As our elders say, “If there is knowledge, there will be greatness”, even a young person like me in the ranks of the youth of Uzbekistan will mobilize all my energy to acquire knowledge.

Thirdly, it is the effective use of the doors of opportunity created for young people and, most importantly, the supreme gift of time. “If you love life, don’t waste time, because time creates life,” said one of the philosophers. Today, the lives and work of famous people who have achieved great success in their field show that one of the main keys to their success is their ability to allocate time correctly. If time is spent in vain during the youth years, the opportunity to gain knowledge is also lost. Our today will become history tomorrow. The services and happy deeds of each person for their people will be forever imprinted in the history. Therefore, we, the creators of the future, appreciate our time, which is more valuable than gold, and achieve high goals!

It should be said that young people who are in tune with the times are leading in every field today. Of course, it is impossible to count the opportunities created for us today. I would like to put forward a proposal to hold the traditional republican competition “Sprouts of Future” in order to pay attention to young people capable of achieving greater goals and in order to support young people in every way. Because, you say, there are many different auditions. However, unlike them, this competition is organized among young people who have achieved more or less success in the field of science and education, literature and sports and have limited opportunities to show their talent. Because they, like you and us, are the bright future generations of Uzbekistan!

In conclusion, it should be said that we, the youth, are the hope of a great country. If we don’t waste time and fulfill the huge task in front of us wholeheartedly, no crowd, no foreign ideas can stand in our way. Everything is in our hands. After all, as our President said, “We have set ourselves the great goal of establishing the foundation of the Third Renaissance in our country, for this we need to educate new Khorezms, Berunis, Ibn Sinas, Ulugbeks, Navoi and Babur!” We are the worthy successors of such ancestors and will be the mirror of the future of New Uzbekistan!

“Initiative reformer” badge holder;
laureate of the international contest “Russian Talents”;
Author of about 100 publicist and about 30 scientific articles;
Author of the poetry collection “My dreams are more than you, stars”;
Winner of the “International Womania Award – 2023” award;
His articles were published in the prestigious magazines of Turkey, Thailand, Spain, USA, India, Germany, Belarus;
His works were published in anthologies in the USA, Moldova, Germany;
His work was published in the international anthology “Talented voices of Uzbekistan” published on the US Amazon website and sold in 26 countries of the world;
His work was published in the “Hilol” collection, which includes the work of talented young people across the country;
Member and Ambassador of “Iqra” International Foundation;
Participant of IV and V Nobel Fest;
“Student of the Year-2022” laureate of the institute stage;
Member of the International Council of World Technical Development;
A graduate of the online course of the US Institute of Peace;
Participant of “International Scientific Forum-2022”;
Great Britain, International Internship University has an international certificate.

Article from Munisa Narzulloyeva

Young Central Asian teen girl with dark hair and brown eyes and a lacy white buttoned blouse.
Munisa Narzulloyeva

Our family is our support and inspiration

  Our family people in life we can trust and rely on. Family is very essential part of our life. It doesn’t matter if you have a small or a big family, as a long as you have one. A family serves as the first school to the child where one learns about various things. All the good habits and manners one has incorporated are from their family only. I feel very lucky to be born in a family which has made me a better person. In my opinion our family is very essential part of our being. Family is essential as they help in our growth. They develop us into becoming a complete person with an individual identity. Family is a blessing not everyone is fortunate enough to have. However those who do sometimes do not value this blessing. Some people spend time away from the family in order to become independent.

    My family has been always by my side in ups and downs. They have taught me how to be a better person. I really respect and love them. I thank them because they always support me and they are an integral part of my life.

  NARZULLOYEVA MUNISA BAKHROMOVNA was born on August 13,2006 in Sariasia district Surkhandarya region. She is studying at secondary school. Her articles were published in republican newspapers and they will published in international collections.

Poetry from Zuhra Ruzmetova

Young Central Asian girl with long hair in two braids at the side of her head. She's in a lacy collared white blouse and stands in front of framed artwork on a wall.
Zuhra Ruzmetova

       My mother

You are the meaning of my Life

You are the joy of my world

He opened his arms and said, My daughter

You are the opener. 

Worried every second

Growing up

When I was sick

Be my propeller. 

Sowing the seeds of hope

Shining like the sun

Spreading the smell of heaven

Take your prayers. 

If you are upset

Not noticeable to us

I am the only one in the world

My dearest mother without you. 

I, Ruzmetova Zuhra Vyacheslavovna, was born on November 30, 2006 in the City of Urgench, Khorezm region. Now I am the 11th grade of School in Urgench city no. 14, Khorezm region. I write poetry stories. My poems have been published in “Kenya times” and “Classico opine” of the state of Kenya. American Amazon Collection, my poems were published and I was awarded a 1-level medal. It was also published in the popular German magazine “Raven Cage Zine”. Many international journals have published my creative work. I am a recipient of the double wing poet and writer’s Association’s badge, “For İnternational Services”. More Than 100 regional Republican international competitions are organized. I have a lot of future dreams and goals. 

Poetry from John Edward Culp

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We are children together
  Gifts from & to
    Each receiving
      within & through

We are children together
  Lifts my feet
    Intuition, Premonition
    Lots of Stuff 

       I claim disgust,
         doubts & failed
               my own
                   Trust.

I blame myself 
   & find You in
        my mirror.

  Focus draws shame
    from the seeds of
   Doubt sewn
nearest my trusted desire.

Blame myself &
   Lost my picture of
                        You
Alone I find reflection 
     in experience 
& I can stop tilting
         the scales.

It is what it was
   as the present
       slides into
           the Future.

Don't tell me
 I'll find out soon enough!





by  John Edward Culp
       Saturday morning
       December 16, 2023





Poetry from Manzar Alam

Middle aged South Asian man with short brown hair, reading glasses, a purple collared short and blue tie.
Manzar Alam
The Harbinger of Beauty

Today in the evening I saw a baby
Resting its head on the shoulder of its mom.
The little one was gazing with its enchanting eyes
That was unusually attractive, marvelous and nice.
The soft glow of roses was reflecting through its face.
No sign of weariness, anxiety or pain
Could anybody find in that ever beauty creature’s eyes.
I gazed and gazed and found enormous joy
The purity and innocence that the baby had shown.
It captured my feelings and soothed my soul.
This sweet lovely baby, looked heavenly flower to me,
Whose soul is still in touch of the Lord.

The innocent little soul had seen not yet
Poverty, injustice, cruelty and fake.
The treacherous people are following him or walking ahead.
This poor little beauty does not even know
What deprivation, corruption, injustice and hate
Is waiting for this innocent infant.
Alas! this poor soul has not yet guessed
Or imagined the action the silent killers have
In the name of justice power and pelf.
How treacherous, heinous and cruel are they
Who advocate for equality but practice not they!

But dear little baby still we hope
Your arrival on the earth will bring a change.
This world will see righteousness, equality and justice again,
People will have the opportunity to speak, opportunity to work
In the environment where they will enjoy the rights -
Right of speaking, right to smile, right to choose their leader they wish
Who will lead them to the real golden age
Where the sun of freedom will shine again,
They will see there not suppression, corruption, violation of rules
Not application of illegal power or deprivation at all.

(Manzar Alam from Bangladesh)

Poetry from Sherova Orzigul

Young Central Asian woman with straight black hair, brown eyes, and her head resting on her hand. She's got a wristwatch on and is in a white buttoned top.
Sherova Orzigul

Last Call

A step taken by little boys and girls,
It was fun every time that passed,
But today the eyes are dripping wet,
It went like a breeze, far from what we expected.
Hold on for a while Last call.

A wish in the language of these eyes,
Even a special sky shines,
Dew wipes the face of a flower,
It went like a breeze, far from what we expected.
Hold on for a while Last call.

How many statements have not yet been made,
Fall has passed, winter is long for you,
Now we’re leaving broken hearts
It went like a breeze, far from what we expected.
Hold on for a while Last call.

They can never be your friends like a sister

If you tell me a secret, they will buy it.
Sometimes they throw slanderous stones at you,
When you see your actions,
They can never be your friend like a sister.

Sometimes you fight and frown
Then you sit down and take heart,
Others will listen to your pain.
They can never be your friend like a sister.

There is no mercy for you,
Sometimes you laugh when you remember the words he used to say,
If he goes too far, he’ll kill himself.
They can never be your friend like a sister.

Don’t fight sometimes – sometimes,
Love shines in every glance,
God bless you,
They can never be your friend like a sister.