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War… My language is speechless. There is also an endless restraint in the movement of the pen on the paper. War… There are no words for definition and classification, for explanation. Why!!! A word so hard to understand?

No… A word that wants to be understood even if it is understood, a word that is wished not to be, this word should not be used in any time and space. A word that made millions of people’s hearts bleed, took joy from their faces, and made them never smile again. It is a word created from the cries of innocent babies, the cries of angry mothers to God, and the “lovelessness” of lovers.

A word made from the silence of those whose bitten bread remained on the wall, who came out on their feet – who came in a cart, whose arms were hugged in their lap – who came wounded, who came from a chain of letters written “I’m going to next spring” and who live their whole lives waiting for spring. this. As Vladimir Mayakovsky noted, “War is tears and blood for people, it is widows and homeless, it is a repaired hut, killed youth and humiliated old age.”

This is what war is!!! Why is the language speechless?!

Of course, war spares no one. It is and has been a series of dark days that do not live, like rain that falls on the heads of the young and the old, the rich and the poor alike.

Praise the endurance of the people who lived in this war there is no way. The children were also brought up so mature that they did not have time to be children, Romain Rolland’s “To lose youth in war is to snatch the spring from the seasons.” like, there was no “spring” for children during the war. Everyone who lived during the war was the owner of “strength”. Because, during the years when the sky was under “dark clouds” and all the men were mobilized to the front, the country lacked manpower and the field work was lagging. But this thing did not bend the Uzbek people. Our women rolled up their sleeves and drove tractors, went to the fields, and raised their families.

Sometimes I think, why does a person rebel, what benefit did we get, to this day, he does not refrain from rebellion, war – from doing this again. What has war given us that makes us prone to rebellion?

Killing millions of people, orphaning babies, teasing, fondling, and animalistic acts of human children, right? Have you ever thought about those who try to bring to life things that you can’t even think about?

We understand one thing should be noted that it will not be good if there is a war now. Let’s fear war now. Let’s understand that if we don’t preserve our peace, we will fail and disappear. Because now we live in a time when children are born knowing who they will be, what they will do, and how they will do it. Now we live in a time where millions are ready for one stone. We see that technique, technology now serves not for “man”, but for “inhumanity”.

Public beach in weapons are a clear example of this. Weapons of mass destruction have a powerful positive effect on the war system, reinforcing its proliferation and ongoing wars have the potential to destroy our planet. Nuclear, chemical and biological weapons are distinguished by their ability to kill and disable people, destroying entire cities and even entire regions with supernatural destruction.

So-called “nuclear” wars kill millions, cause nuclear winter, and cause world-wide food shortages and starvation for millions. The entire nuclear strategy system is based on a false foundation, as computer models suggest that a very small number of detonated warfighters could shut down the entire earth’s agriculture, meaning that the human species would be given a death sentence.

Chemical and biological weapons. Biological weapons include harmful natural toxins such as Ebola, typhus, smallpox, and others. Their use could cause an uncontrolled global epidemic. Therefore, it is important to adhere to existing agreements that form part of the alternative security system. The Convention on the Prohibition of the Development, Production and Stockpiling of Bacteriological (Biological) and Toxin Weapons and on their Destruction was opened for signature in 1972 and entered into force in 1975 with the support of the United Nations. entered 170 prohibits signatories from owning or developing or stockpiling these weapons. [2]

Let’s remember that the terrible consequences of America’s bombing of the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, even after 75 years since the end of the war, continue to have negative consequences. This is an example of the greatest tragedy of war. [3]

If there is a war now, neither hundreds of Zebo Ganiyevas nor Sabir Rahimovs who are picked in a row can save us. This is the bitter truth…

Dear ones, “It will not be good if there is a war now.” As the great philosopher Aristotle said, “If we do not end war, war will end us.” The day has come when he will remember his words. What I mean by this is that every day we are given in peace is actually a blessing. We did not sacrifice anything for this peace and nothing will be sacrificed anymore. If only we could understand that, dear ones!!!

References

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\\https://worldbeyondwar.org/uz/phase-weapons-mass-destruction/.

\\https://daryo.uz/2020/08/10/hirosima-va-nagasaki-75-yillik-dahshat-kolami-suratlarda.

About the author

Gozalkhan Samandarova was born on November 11, 2003 in Khanka district of Khorezm region. Currently, she is a student of the Faculty of Pedagogy of the Namangan State Institute of Pedagogy. 

Creative works of Gozalkhan Samandarova were published in “Smile” magazine, “Distant Stars” anthology, “Un monde d’erudits et de creators brilliants” almanac of France. 

🔰 Winner of the “Best Creative Student of the Year” nomination at the institute stage of the “Student of the Year – 2023” contest;

🔰 Winner of the essay contest “We will stop corruption together” held at the Namangan State Pedagogical Institute; 

🔰Member of “Mushoira club” of Namangan region.

WhatsApp number +998998094546

Khorezm, Uzbekistan 

The Life of a Praying Mantis: Nature's Stealthy Predator

The praying mantis, an intriguing insect named for its prayer-like posture, has a life cycle that showcases the marvels of nature. Here's an in-depth look into its journey from egg to adult.

Egg Stage:
A praying mantis's life begins inside an ootheca, a frothy mass created by the female to safeguard her eggs. The ootheca hardens, providing a secure environment for the developing embryos. Depending on environmental conditions, the eggs hatch within weeks to months.

Nymph Stage:
Upon hatching, mantis nymphs resemble miniature adults but lack wings and reproductive organs. From the start, they are voracious predators, hunting small insects. They go through several molts, shedding their exoskeletons as they grow larger.

Adult Stage:
The final molt marks the transition to adulthood, during which the mantis gains wings and reproductive capability. Adult mantises are solitary and skilled hunters, using their excellent camouflage and swift reflexes to catch prey with their raptorial forelegs.

Reproduction:
The mating process is notable for the potential cannibalistic behavior of the female, who may consume the male after or during copulation, providing her with additional nutrients for egg production.

Ecological Role:
Praying mantises are vital in ecosystems, controlling insect populations and serving as prey for larger animals. They are valued in gardens for their role in natural pest control.

Conservation:
Though not endangered, mantises face threats from habitat loss and pesticide use. Conservation efforts focus on preserving natural habitats and reducing chemical use.

Conclusion:
The life of a praying mantis is a testament to adaptability and survival. From egg to adult, each stage reveals the mantis's role in maintaining ecological balance. Their presence in nature reminds us of the intricate beauty and complexity of the natural world.



Md. Naeem Aziz is a Bangladeshi Author, Writer, Poet, Engineer and Photographer. He is best known for his writings and photography. He was born on 10th December 1998. He is from Dhaka, Bangladesh.

Halt

A symphony of noon dew song

A cavernous inspiration

A tulled skirt, a picfair in display

Swirling motion in amorphous zeal

Born and broken in a Cavendish heart

I lost my numbers in a while

Play follios on rent

I pictured a sumptuous scorn

Mere wordplay of vivid illusions

Time’s lost unbidden voice

She strummed through

A magical labyrinth of airy valve

Before it came a burning halt

As it happens in a symphony song.

Alkada and his men rode hard and adamantly, circumventing Captain Hammer about two days back in the Barren Canyons. It took every ounce of discipline Alkada possessed not to confront Hammer and settle up on owed blood. However, catching up with NoLove and the Mob took precedence at the moment. Shyne loyalty must be upheld, he thought to himself when he made the decision. Besides, they were hot on their quarry’s trail by not even a half day's ride behind. 

Alkada reached out to Skully. Vexed by what he saw, he signaled for everybody to stop. "They're already in Freedom Compound," Alkada announced. "Are you sure? The trail is still fresh," countered StreetLife, pointing down at the newly made hoof marks on the ground. "Yeah, I'm positive, and there's a lotta activity goin’ on. People are movin’ all about there. But I'm not sure how this is gonna play out if we gotta rock the bells." 

"So, let's post up here and wait them out," StreetLife suggested. "No, that's no good. Whatever has brought them here has brought many others from all around. I guess that meeting the soldier told us about is pretty big. So, I'm sure our arrival won't be a total surprise. 

Besides, waiting here may go from laying on three enemies to being greeted by a battalion, and having Republic soldiers at our backside don't sit proper with me. Not to mention, I don't believe Baron Black will take too kindly to us jus’ kickin’ grass so close to his compound. He and my father go way back, and that alone will warrant me payin’ him the respect of a visit. And it's a good bet we're bein’ watched right now." "Rahhhhh," Skully screamed overhead, confirming Alkada's statement. 

Alkada reached out to the bird with connection and awareness and saw that several sentries from Freedom Compound were watching them. A moment later, Alkada snapped out of the connection he harbored with the bird. "Yeah, we're bein’ watched. But, right now, it’s just curiosity as to why we are clustered here talkin’ without proceedin’ to the compound. So many others have passed through here recently. We're just one of many, but it won't be much longer before mild curiosity turns to violent interest." 

About Avery Brown

Avery Brown is a native of Brooklyn, New York currently residing in Atlanta, Georgia.  As a first time author, Brown was inspired to write this story due to the passing of a dear friend at the hands of police. The Blood Sagas came about in hopes of keeping the memory of his friend alive for generations to come. He understands the beauty and passion necessary to create a space in which characters can explore complex issues in a fantasy world. He is now currently working on his second book in 4-part the Blood Sagas series. Passionate about his craft, Brown is also hard at work on his next project, Manimal, a fantasy thriller, that illuminates the magic of the Indian Nations. 

More about the Blood Sagas on Avery Brown's website. 

DEMYSTIFYING THE IDEAS OF GOOD AND EVIL: HUMANIZING PHILOSOPHY

						Dr Jernail S. Anand



Whenever we think of the idea of good and evil, we tend to invite higher forces into play. Good has a vast penumbra, so does Evil and it takes no time that the scenes of heaven and hell start dancing in our imagination. Life is not such a serious matter that every moment we try to jump into the vortex of philosophy, and our forehead remains furrowed with lines of care and anxiety. It is another thing the lovers of mystery want us to remain on tenterhooks, always in the fear of gods, always keeping not only fingers but our minds crossed. In fact, life is not a simple mathematics in which 2 plus 2 becomes 4. Life tends to mystify us, and it is this mystery which fills us with incertitude,  so that there is a lot of suspense which keeps the eyes winkless and minds, restless. 

Loss of Simple Joys

It is not essential every time to turn our eyes up, and feel we are being watched. If we know there is a CCTV camera overseeing us, it makes us cautious, and we tend to lose the naturalness of our actions. This is what corporate systems want to make of us: lose our naturalness, lose our natural joy, they want us to become fear-filled puppets, dancing to the remote dictates of an invisible master sitting far away. It is this simple joy whose loss has cost us dear. We are living under the shadow of two great forces. One is the divine schemata, which has been kind to human beings. And the other is the corporatia, which is essentially unkind and based on human exploitation. Workings of both the systems tend to mystify humanity, and keep them on tenterhooks. We are afraid of gods, and we are afraid of the demi-gods of the earth, displeasing whom can be an instant disaster. 

Giving the go by to Philosophy

I started with the idea that it is possible to lead simple and happy lives without referring to higher philosophy all the time. We can come down to simple equations in order to find out what to do and what not to do. Although it appears our actions are super directed, yet we should not forget that we may not be the directors of our destiny, we are actors. Even if we have been given a written text, yet something has been left to us. It is how well we can perform. Here, it all depends on our powers of delivery. All the men are equal. The only difference is how they deliver. 

It is important to see how an ordinary man acts in his life. He does not bring in Mahabharata or Ramayana, nor does he remember Upanishads. He only remembers simple lines from Baba Farid and Guru Nanak, and performs his daily tasks. At the most he justifies what has been done to him, by the theory of ‘Karma’ without reference to what Lord Krishna said, because it is too much of steam for ordinary intelligence. It may be surprising, but it is a fact that ordinary men are a happier lot, than people like you and me, who are always obsessed with philosophy. We are always scared of the falling skies, while these people know how to survive when skies have fallen.  They have survived through centuries. Philosophy has no other source than the story how these common people have suffered and survived. They not only understand the philosophy of good and evil in their very simple ways, rather they are the fodder of philosophy. There would be no philosophy if the ordinary people cease out of existence. 

Demystifying Human Life 

I am talking of demystifying human life and de-philosophizing human actions. There is one philosopher after millions of men who have really suffered this life. The philosophers are men who are essentially unhappy souls, who fail to find any happiness in the systems which afflict mankind. Happiness, joy, certitude, - all are absent from the combined forces of the philosophizing squad. The thoughts of evil, and lack of joy are permanent guests in the yellow tents. While on the contrary, happiness knows it is the simple hearts of ordinary men where it can have its joyful stint. No philosophy can disturb them when things go wrong. If the wheel of a car is punctured, the most normal act for an ordinary man is to get it mended and move on.  But, it can be a cluttering moment for a philosopher, who would start on a journey into the stars, and try to see, why he had to face such a tragedy. 

Resting Philosophy Under the shade of a Banyan Tree

Let us now leave philosophy to itself. Let it have some rest under the shade of a banyan tree. Let us move into the people who are busy in their workaday life. They leave high philosophy in the temples where they shed a penny or two from their pockets. Now, it is for the gods to keep pondering over their destiny while they are out to script it out in their actions. I would call it the Krishna Squad or the ‘Vasudhaiva Katumbakam’. 

They know life is short, and will not be repeated. So, they think men should do good deeds. An action which gives you happiness, is always good. Sometimes, their goodness is waylaid, and, in that black hour, they are made to turn greedy. Even then, they do not turn the pages of scriptures. They suffer for their follies.  Sometimes they fight also, they are sent to prison, from which, they emerge without learning any lesson. They again indulge in morally unsound practices. This is ordinary humanity. The way it is. They act and suffer and that sets the equations right. And nothing more. They do not bother about happiness. They do not bother about suffering. They have no idea there are angels hovering over them, or devils working inside them. They are just human. Good or Evil. They don’t mind. The education which they got was full of flaws. It talked about honesty, goodness, and happiness. But, the real life made heroes of fraudsters and politicians. They are confused what to accept : the scriptural truths which lie unproved, or the bare facts of life which stand in front of them in brutal truth. 

No Thinkers, Only Actors

Ordinary men are no thinkers like us. They are actually actors. So, it is only in their actions that they have to make or break their destiny. They know what is happiness. And they also know what is good and what is not good. As I have said earlier, happiness has the longest stay in poor quarters. It signifies the fact that it is among the ordinary people that the idea of happiness sustains. It has no interest in philosophers, mystery makers, and even demi-gods who keep pontificating on goodness and happiness ad inifinitum. 

Author:

Dr Jernail Singh Anand, President of the International Academy of Ethics, is author of 161 books in English poetry, fiction, non-fiction, philosophy and spirituality. He was awarded Charter of Morava, the great Award by Serbian Writers Association, Belgrade and his name was engraved on the Poets’ Rock in Serbia. The Academy of Arts and philosophical Sciences of Bari  [Italy] honoured him with the award of an Honourable Academic.  Recently, he was awarded Doctor of Philosophy [Honoris Causa] by the University of Engg and Management, Jaipur. Recently, he organized an International Conference on Contemporary Ethics at Chandigarh. His most phenomenal book is Lustus:The Prince of Darkness [first epic of the Mahkaal Trilogy]. [Email: anandjs55@yahoo.com Mobile: 919876652401[Whatsapp] [ethicsacademy.co.in]

Link Bibliography:
https://atunispoetry.com/2023/12/08/indian-author-dr-jernail-s-anand-honoured-at-the-60th-belgrade-international-meeting-of-writers/