Nothing

I have never existed

Before

Being Here

I will never exist

Here again

After this

Everything else is just

Something that happens

In between nothing

When life takes an empty turn,

The performer collapses off the stage

The fire put on for the cremation burns down the script

The actor has nothing left to do in this drama

From all the glories of human pursuits,

Each of us can only take our portion of nothing

Gaurav Ojha

Kathmandu, Nepal

Love story

  “O Allah, make all my dreams and goals come true as soon as possible, I still want to be a great person, I have a lot of work to do, a career… please don’t get distracted from studying, don’t fall in love…”

   But for some reason, Laylo writes these words in her diary, and “she” does not leave her imagination. 

   He always kept a diary and wrote about his plans and goals. He never wanted to fall in love. Because he knew well what a person he loved would fall into, he had seen it in the person of his sister. But something happened and he met her on the way to study. They met and talked twice. On the third date, the young man asks Laylo for her phone number. Normally, Laylo didn’t talk to anyone and didn’t trust guys, but she gave her number to this guy with some feeling. In this way, correspondence and talks continued. The guy was not that handsome, just an ordinary boy. Both studied at the same university. That’s what love is, but somehow he won Laylo’s heart. There were no scheduled meetings, they only communicated virtually. Laylo felt that she was becoming more and more attached to him. Should he stop talking, but he couldn’t.

He was waiting for her to call him. The guy is also good, he also loved Laylo, but not from Laylo. He seemed different to Laylo, good, sincere, kind, as if there was no better person in the world than him. Their characters also liked each other. But they haven’t told each other that they love each other yet. Their love was like unconditional love. But Laylo found it necessary to put an end to everything one night.

   I’m distracted from reading, let’s stop talking, don’t write anymore, he said goodbye. He didn’t write back to you either. It’s been 3 months since they met. In that short period of time, he felt that he was in love. He went out and it was a quiet night. It seemed to Laila that this period had passed like a dream. The only full moon in the sky was looking at Laylo. Laylo took a deep breath, a drop of tears fell from her eyes, she felt relieved. He thought that he did the right thing and now everything will be fine. He went in and lay down. But he couldn’t sleep until morning and came out full. He had a severe headache when he stood up. He didn’t drink tea, he had no appetite. Yesterday’s incident did not go away from his imagination. His heart hurt, he was very depressed, he even cried for 3-4 days without regaining consciousness. Her mother consoled her by saying, “My daughter, what’s wrong with you, come to yourself” and said that first love is not always true.However, Laylo really fell in love, she became different. He also thought that this situation would pass, and said that he would be fine if he went to university. And while studying, when her friends talked about her boyfriends, she remembered “him” again. The guy didn’t write back either, he was waiting for her calls. 

  So, a month passed in agony, crying and thinking. At the beginning of March, while watching social networks, he noticed that he had written it. 

He was so happy, so happy, as if he had found what he had lost like a young child. He answered immediately. 

Those correspondences and conversations continued.

This time a real love story began. Both are happy. They even went to study together. But he had never met before studying. The young man begged to come around, but Laylo did not give in. Gradually their relationship deepened. They also helped each other in university textbooks. Laylo’s mother was worried about this. He did not trust his daughter to anyone. To be sure, his mother did not like the young man very much.. “Daughter, you don’t know what kind of boy he is, keep your promise to us, you still need to study, develop, and travel the world, that’s what your father dreams of,” he advised. 

  Laylo really felt that she did not think about studying. He also saw that there were many plans left in his diary. 

   Gradually, the young man began to talk about marriage. According to him, his mother died without him. Only the two brothers lived in the house where the sisters got married. His father is abroad. Because of this, the relatives are getting involved in the wedding movement this year because a woman should come to the family. 

   Laylo felt sad again. He does not plan to get married yet. Not even ready for family life. She thought that it would be appropriate to talk with the guy for a couple of years, understand each other, and then get married. If he marries her, his goals will definitely remain. Because there is no woman, household chores and raising children fall on her. Now he was realizing that he had made a mistake. His mother was right. But how does he refuse it? After all, he convinced her and made so many promises. He said he loved…

Laylo is thinking whether to choose love or study?!

  And if he didn’t say no, he would not want to lose her like before, and he would be crushed thinking that he would miss her. He thought a lot why lovers can never be together. 

He told the guy to wait and explained. But he also said that he could not wait without help. He said that it was hard for him to do all the work. And he asked her for the last time, “Will you marry me?” 

   After a long hesitation, Laylo answered him “No”. He wanted her to be happy because she loved him from the bottom of her heart. Laylo was afraid to make him unhappy because she did not believe in herself. 

He prayed that he would get married, have a family, have children, and be happy. 

  At the end of the summer, they broke up without any reason. Now for life. The young man has been calling a lot lately, but Laylo did not answer, she was holding on to her heartache. Then the guy stopped calling Laylo realizing his purpose. Thus their love ended.

Laylo’s love could not be said to have ended, hers continued secretly. After that, she didn’t meet another guy. Maybe he is married, maybe he is happy now, it was unclear to Laylo.

   No matter how many years have passed, when he listens to the music that is related to him or when it rains, he remembers the words he said and the sweet memories he had with him. After that incident, Laylo never loved anyone as much as she loved him. He became the first love of his life. She met a lot of guys, but she didn’t like any of them. He also graduated. He developed in every way, in every field, his dreams came true one after another, he learned languages, went to the international arena, got a job. At present, he received the prayers of his parents and devoted himself to them. But he hasn’t started a family yet.

Aytuvova Khurshida was born on June 5, 2002 in Saykhunabad district of Syrdarya region. She graduated from Gulistan State University, Faculty of Philology, majoring in Russian. Official delegate of several forums, member of international organizations, Global Education Ambassador, SPSC ambassador. She is a member of the “Juntos por las Letras” international writer’s association of Argentina. Her creative works have appeared in international newspapers and magazines. Her stories were also published in the national anthology “Languages ​​to creativity” and in the republican magazine “Izhodovlar”. Currently, she is a Russian language teacher at school No. 4 in the district.

Kidney structure and function

Salokhiddinova Mohichehra O’rol girl

STUDENT OF TASHKENT STATE INSTITUTE OF DENTISTRY

Abstract: In this article, the general appearance, anatomy, location, structure of the kidney, parts of the kidney, blood supply, kidney problems, causes and symptoms are presented in this article.

Key words: Kidney, urinary bladder, tube, corpuscles, extremity, pyramids, renal veins.

Kidneys are very important organs in the body. About a third of all blood from the heart goes to the kidneys for filtering before being pumped to the body’s cells and tissues. When the kidneys fail (kidney failure), it can lead to various complications, such as: swelling or edema of the extremities, pulmonary edema or fluid in the lungs, hyperkalemia or increased potassium, blood, anemia, heart disease and pericarditis, etc.

Kidney anatomy

Location:

The kidneys are located on both sides of the spine, in the retroperitoneal space. Since the liver is located on the right side of the abdomen, above the right kidney, the left kidney is slightly higher than the right.

Structure:

Each of the two bean-shaped organs weighs 125-175 grams and 115-155 grams in males and females, respectively. A kidney is usually about 11-14 centimeters long, 6 centimeters wide, and about 4 centimeters thick.  

Kidneys are protected by fat, muscles and ribs of the back. Perienteric fat, also called the renal fat pad, protects the kidneys from external influences or injury. The kidney has a medial cavity called the xylum, which is the entry and exit point for structures that supply or drain the kidney, such as the kidneys, ureters, vessels, and lymphatics.

Types and problems of kidney diseases

Chronic kidney disease – This is the most common type of kidney disease. When the kidneys stop working for 3 months or more, it is called chronic kidney disease. This is usually caused by high blood pressure in the body. It is very important to maintain the level of blood pressure in the body, because increased blood pressure damages the glomeruli in the kidneys, which leads to kidney failure. The small blood vessels that clean the blood in the kidneys are called glomeruli. Chronic kidney disease can also be caused by diabetes. High sugar levels seriously damage the blood vessels in the kidneys. After the diagnosis of the disease, the patient is recommended to undergo dialysis. Dialysis is a process that helps remove extra waste and fluids from the blood. This process helps the kidneys work better, but cannot cure the disease.

Kidney diseases do not show any symptoms in the early stages, and they appear only in the last stages. Some of the more common symptoms of kidney disease include:

Pressure and pain in the chest.

Bad sleep

Difficulty breathing

Dry and darkened skin

Frequent urination at night

Swelling around the eyes

Loss of appetite

Swelling of ankles and feet

Muscle cramps

Insufficient sleep

Fatigue

Poor concentration

References:

1. Cardiac anatomy/Robert H. Anderson and Anton E. Becker 

2. Atlas of human anatomy/Frank H. Netter

3. https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK470256/

4. Human anatomy/F.N. Bahadirov/”National encyclopedia of Uzbekistan” State Scientific Publishing House/Tashkent-2005

5. Anatomy/A.Ahmedov/T.Sagatov/O’.Mirsharapov/Ijod Print Publishing House/Tashkent-2018

the birds told me
about silence
forest temple spring


***
The cut off silence of snow
You swam out of the kefir night into the dawn

I dug a hole for you and I made a coffin for you
I ghosting and brought the lonely future closer

Cracks in the air crunched loudly
Someone is sneaking someone is looking for you in the silence

Blizzard blossoms like apple tree above
And from below under the ground worms are crawling into the future

Triangular night is knocking on the back of head
And in the back of the head there is nothing except wormy posthumous tin


***
we prayed to everyone: from Jesus and Satan to Batman and the Joker
as a result: your face is now forever young

the photo on the cemetery granite slab never changes


***
grass under your feet
glass under your feet

crunch underfoot
crunch inside

Rainer Kunze's rain gardens fall
on the heads of silent stones
that we were before we were born


***
a person is born with a noose around his neck
a rope that is attached to god

who will wash us in the rain without a home
who will wash our feet like in ancient times

one cheek for a hit, one cheek for suicide
and somewhere between the cheeks there are eyes 
that slid down from what they saw


***
torn belly herbarium
autumn leaves stick to the eyes   
future in the rain

moisture attracts worms
birds drink the silence
in  an abandoned cemetery

The sky 

The sky is the greatest and most precious 

The sky is the most beautiful art which inspires 

The sky can give happiness to someone

May the sky be calm and clear all the time

The sky is the creation of the creator

The sky is a bright spark of hope

The sky is the infinite pillar of humanity

The sky is actually a prisoner of life

The sky is a great philosophy

The sky, reveal your all secrets to everyone

Intizor Samandarova was born on May 3, 2007 in Gurlan District, Khorezm Region, Respublic of Uzbekistan.She is the author of the books “The best invitation” and “My grandfather’s memoir”.She is the member of international organizations “Iqra” of Pakistan,”Asih Sasami”of Indonesia,”Juntos por las letras”of Argentina,”All India council for technical skill development” of India.Her poems have been published in newspapers, magazines and international anthologies.

Let tie our broom sticks together and sweep the floor in our society.

A word of peace is like a kettle of water,

But we are now ruled by the kingdom of pieces.

Nowadays

Neighborhood is like enemies of yester age,

Where two neighbors live in the same compound but opponent heart.

The tree of hatred planted into our minds,

Who’s bear the fruit of conflict,

Growing stronger and bearing more fruits.

Hatred killing the foundation of good Morrow

Now today

Hatred is building the tower of conflict

Injecting odium Into the heart of today child.

Killing love in the mind of tomorrow men’s 

Where indeed in yester age 

A child spent a day in friend house

Where they Will play together

Eat lunch together

And even call the friend mother mummy

But in today years

We are lost in a black forest

Where our hatred have distract our children friendship

Always avoiding them from eating neighbors meals

Giving them toys to stop playing with the neighbors children

This are not the anthem of democracy we heard from larks during quadrennial replacement.

Half dead tree unlikely to bear fruit,

Watering with patience,

But refuse to change.

They are quadrennial replacement,

Yearning for the votes from our thumbs.

The trees are becoming enormous,

Like tree’s in the forest,

Standing with dry leaves.

They keep rejecting works

Becoming more baren than ever.

They grow to consume our toils,

But serving us nothing.

Moon(haiku)

Shining all the night,

In the gap between darkness,

That lighten the earth.

Market

A panel board,

That bridge different wires,

Red, black and yellow,

With different insulators

Wealth

Wishes that makes dream

Come true,

The pride of human

That defines existence.

Precious stone

Oh precious stone

Human are thirsty to have,

Hustle through curdles day and night.

Green fingers

The wealth of the nation

Waving at us

Agriculture growing

Crops mingling with us.

Stay in gist with them

From dawn to dusk.

Green fingers that wave at us

Like calabash on a river

Accompany us with air.

Green fingers

Our marketer

That we undergoes barta trade

Exchanging health and joy.

Argony(haiku)

Always Mood changer

That fills the heart with anger

Like a mourning one

I am in pain

Blood flow like stream

Embracing the soil

That reduce our fertile.

Bandit and Boko Haram

Acting of their choice

Insecurity embracing us

Victims have no fear for law again

Kill and earn

Murderer becoming occupation

Rule of law abandoned

People suffering from pieces

Peace have been buried cause by low security.

Nuraini Mohammad Usman is a passionate writer and student from Minna, Niger state with roots in Kano State. Inspired by his experience and culture, he crafts uplifting poems and stories that ignite positive change with a strong foundation from Better Treasure international school and Al-fawzul Azeem International School, Nuraini is currently honing his skills at Legend International School and Hilltop Creative Art foundation. He believes in the power of words to inspire and motivate others.

Mother

          Mother. There is a world of meaning in this small 3-letter word. Mother is such a beautiful and meaningful word. When we say “mother”, a kind of peace and love appears inside us. Is it easy to be a mother? Who can love their children like a mother? Who can protect them like a mother? When we fail, when the doors of fortune are closed to us, only and only our loving mother can stand by us. Your closest friends, relatives, and even your loving hearts, who always say “You’re fine, you’re fine,” turn away from you in that situation and cannot help you. The lives of all people in the world are not equal. Sometimes they succeed and sometimes they fail. For example, I have had many failures in my life. In those situations, even if I didn’t tell my mother, they could tell by my voice and face that I was depressed. A mother’s heart feels everything. They gave me strength and motivation, they taught me that there is still life ahead of me, that everything will happen in life, just try not to give up. They show me the right way. When I succeed in life, I tell my mother first. They are always proud to have children like me. 

Mothers can raise their voice to their children, they can be angry, they can say words that hurt your heart, but their love for their children never ends. A mother is such a being that every being carries that mercy and that blessing with motherhood. From humans to monsters, mothers never change, never hurt their children, their children’s lives are beautiful, and they work tirelessly to ensure that they don’t need anything in the future. A hyena, carrying her baby between her sharp teeth and protecting her children from danger, shows us how sensitive motherhood is. Mothers feed their children without eating, clothe their children without wearing them, so that their children do not become separated from their peers, so that they do not become dependent on anyone in the future, they work tirelessly, not calling night night, not calling day day, not knowing what rest is. He educates them and teaches them in big cities.

A mother is a heart full of blessings. Even though he vomits blood and cries blood, he does not let his child feel it. He swallows his pain. He shows the world to his children as beautiful and charming.

              A mother is not just a person who gave birth to a child. A mother is a whole world for a child, a painful and never-closing door. When it comes to mother, you can hear a different definition from each child. Someone praises his mother with the most beautiful words in the world, while someone else says that there are no words to describe. So who is mother to you?

“For me, mom…

The most kind, beautiful, sweet woman in the world is my mother. Without my mother, I cannot imagine the worlds, not even a single moment. My mother has a feeling, it is patience. I always admire these sentiments. No other person has the patience my mother has. My mother always helps the people around her, she is a generous woman. My mother is my heaven. May my mother be healthy and safe for me.”

Mother is a happiness that you cannot see! Some people cannot even feel this happiness. Life is beautiful for me because my mother lives in it. There will be days when my mother will always be proud of me, Inshallah! I will do my best for it!

Thank you, my mother!

Majidova Sevinch was born on March 8, 2004 in Shahrisabz district of Kashkadarya region. On September 1, 2010, she was admitted to the 1st grade at the 8th general secondary school located in Shahrisabz district. After graduating from school with excellent grades, in 2021 she was admitted to the Faculty of Elementary Education of Tashkent State Pedagogical University named after Nizami. She is currently a 3rd-year student at the Faculty of Elementary Education. During her career, she participated in many webinars, courses and competitions and received diplomas and certificates in many fields. Currently, she is fluent in Turkish, English and is studying Arabic and Russian. In his free time, she reads books on various fields and learns languages.