Value of life 

It has been raining in one of Breut's narrow streets since Wednesday. The tireless rain has always dropped the mood of the street members. Anthony Dreyzer, a well-known critic of the street, after a short break he want to go to the cafe in the morning. He put on his long cloak and went out to the street with his hat on his head. He was imagining along the way: now he goes to the coffee shop, as always goes to the table 17 in front of the window, and drinks and controll the cafe's  diary ... He came to the door of the coffee shop and said, "Damn it!" 

Unfortunately, today was Sunday and the coffee shop was closed. On top of that, it was raining. Anthony, stepped back. Finally, he moved to the shelter. Anthony waited for the rain to slow down in front of an unfamiliar house. At that moment, an strange event happened: the door of the house opened and a woman who white as pale, appeared on the doorstep. Anthony shuddered to see him. Not everyone could be intimidated by such a cold person.

-I'm, I'm ...
The woman pointed inside with her hand. ... Anthony, who was watching the outside at the hotel window, just tried to look at the room. In one corner of the room there were two vibrating courses, a table adapted for one tea, medals and orders, and a shelf with ancient items. There are about twenty photos on the wall. Anthony looked at the pictures on the wall, and a ghost-like woman entered the room and handed him one of the coffees in his hand. 

Anthony took the coffee and did not thank. There were various pictures on the wall: a captain with several orders in his chest, a woman holding a flower, a military with a rifle, a couple of babies, a girl, a woman, a woman herself, three or four family pictures, and so on. Anthony recognized the girl in one of the photos. He saw him on the bridge last day.
- Is this your daughter? -Asked Anthony.
-Hmm ..., replied the woman, as if she were lifeless.
-Where's one?

- She died of disease for a six months ago ... I loved him so much ... (she was crying). There we were sowing grain for the birds. We would buy grain without melting and sprinkled with the birds. It was Anna's favorite hobby.
The coffee cup in Anthony's hand fell to the floor and shook. The conversation was over. The woman looked at Antony and was scared. Anthony was pale and frozen as a board.

When he ran out, the rain was still raging. Anthony ran to the bridge.After he arrived, he sat down. The rain was washing away his tears. Anthony remembered last day. Anthony's mother lived in another city, and she didn't go to see her mother. He would say the rest for a long time, and he would make an excuse. He recently went to the city on a job and saw his uncle. His uncle slapped him in the face and said his mother had died a month ago and that he had not even attended the funeral. Anthony's mother had just taken the letters written by her in the mailbox. It was impossible to read the pages that were in the rain and wet; They were torn. But when he read the incomprehensible word, he realized that his mother's eyes were very dim, her hands were trembling. His mother wrote that she missed.  Also she collected and sent her moneys for him. Anthony was very young and hated himself. He went to the bridge to kill himself; He wanted to throw himself into the river. But he saw Anna there.
- Do you want to do it?
-Yeah .
-Please, don't die. Millions of people want to be in your place.
-...
- Have you seen the chagles? -... - They dive into the sea every day to avoid starvation. I'm not going to make them die!

Abdullayeva Farzona Hikmatullayevna was born on October 17, 2007 in Sariosiya district of Surkhandarya region. He is currently a 12th school student in the district. Interested in literature, poetry, reading. Many of the stories have been interpreted to the public. Young reader contestant. He has completed more than 50 works of art and novels. The winner of the "Letter to my mother" competition. He has also taken honorable places in the competition of essays such as "The Constitution - the Foundation of our Happiness", "The Secret to Happiness". He took the 1st place in the competition "Uzbek folk folklore" hosted by the school of the harmonious generation. He is also a member of the Indian International Organization All India Council for Technical Skill Development.

KARMA, KISMET, PROVIDENCE


To insure the Kismet effect

casino fixers

load the dice and mark the cards:

They rig the game,

annihilate free will.


To achieve a Karma asset,

cosmic accountants

balance debits and credits

of moral worth,

a result called justice.


Gamblers evoke Providence,

invoking mercy

to cancel consequences

that casinos

and accountants require.


But statisticians exclude

Providence, Kismet,

Karma, and all free will too,

Their random world’s

an impersonal one.


THE TREASON OF THE ROSE


A rose is for pleasure

and not for tears, Sir.


No, Bud is not like a rose

though his hair is fiery red

and though his smell pleased my nose.

But he bore no thorns in rows

--a single, fatal, prick instead.


I know now rose’s treason.

Contrasting plant with leaving,

I chose my rose, believing

it would last the season.


So, no, a rose Bud is not.

A rose will stay in its place

or share a family pot,

but Bud forfeited his lot

and left me to deal with the blaze.


A rose is for pleasure

and not for tears, Sir.


THE WHEELS OF JUSTICE


The honorable judge,

a-robed like a hedgehog,

was squatted at the bench

like an endowed lodger.

And that machine of law

read out loud

the preprogrammed sentence

to the court’s turned-on crowd

and the robot condemned,

heads dependably bowed.

The automated guard

led him out.

Next trial was clockwork

as the line moved foreward

till production halted.

Wind-up judge came unplugged,

hedgehog needed a nudge

when it slept.


THE NEW MONTESQUIEU


The factions sort themselves

into the left, right, and centrist

via birthright, and interest,

and contents of bookshelves.


Politicos maintain

the stability of chaos

through civility and payoffs

to competing claimants.


DO THAT HORIZON DANCE


An intimate selfish sharing

of a present timeless instant

of transcendent fluidity.

Your brain and your breath are the key

to its rhythm and symmetry.

You rest and then again embrace

Horizon Dance!


Inanimate, Self-less, shearing,

the present, an endless instant

of transcendent solidity.

Your brain and breathing are the key.

Imprisoned impassivity

unmoves that everlasting last

Horizon Dance.

I Drink I’m In Love

I drink I’m in love, and it makes me kind of nervous to say so

Said she fell from Earth, but I think she must have hocked her halo

know I’m love, but it makes me kind of nervous to say so

Say she fell from Earth, but I think she gonna escape though

Said she’d be a CEO but she finds the pay low

Darkest alley and still she makes the stage glow

mesmerise with shadows like Plato

grab the times and mould them like Play doh  

Collective offence the opposite of NATO

Whenever lock eyes, after, there’s a rainbow

This one’s hard, and all of the lanes close

And she’s still spent a week in those same clothes

Drink I’m love, but it makes me kind of nervous to say so

Said she fell from Earth, but I think she mustve hocked her halo

know I’m in love, and it makes me kind of nervous to say so

Said she’d be a CEO, but she finds the pay low

Air around her slithering like Draco, on the Facebook blocks like JLo  

Walking on stilts when she’s told to lay low

Not much point when you know the chain’s close

Still look twice when you see the rain’s falling slower

And the shadows are coming out to make us all supper

And after, shake our heads into each other’s

See what everyone got going’s cheap nothing

But on this tale, I just keep munch

-kin

I drink I’m in love, and it makes me kind of nervous to say so

Said she fell from Earth, but she Facebook blocks just like she JLo

Don’t know, I’m in love, and it makes me kind of nervous to say so

Said she’d be a CEO,

                                   but I think someone just hocked her halo…

Water Bowl

By Taylor Dibbert


He still 

Freshens up

London’s water,

It’s usually something

That he does

Once a day,

He doesn’t know

What he should do

With her ashes,

He just knows

That he

Misses her

A lot,

So much,

All the time,

He also knows

That London

Is still here.





Taylor Dibbert is a writer, journalist, and poet in Washington, DC. He’s author of the Peace Corps memoir “Fiesta of Sunset,” and the forthcoming poetry collection “Home Again.”

The advantages and disadvantages of the rising electronic books and the decline in paper books.

Coming a decrease in the number of paper books with increasing the number of e-books is believed to be a beneficial step forward by some people while this is not thought by others. Having more e-books would certainly be a good way of receiving information but there will also be some drawbacks.

Having more e-books than paper books is advantageous in some certain aspects. First and foremost, we will have great amount of convenience. To wit, we would be able to carry a number of e-books in a simple gadget. For instance, books could be placed in our little phones or computers that gives us much opportunity to use them wherever we need. Secondly, majority of people, especially students could afford more e-books than paper books because of their cost. Another fact is that, the more book production is, the more forest trees are being destroyed which makes e-books to be eco-friendly. The reason is that trees are used for making paper as well as book. Also, 153 billion gallons of water is consumed in order to produce books every year.

From an opposite angle, notwithstanding the advantages of the rise in the number of e-books there are some disadvantages too. The main demerit is that we might come across health problems. For instance, too much reading e-books has bad impact on our eye-sight which may lead to eye diseases such as Presbyopia, short-sighted disease. Also, by using small screen sizes there may appear headaches and problems with sleep. Another fact is that, while reading books from gadgets, readers may have digital distributions like notifications or alerts which can disrupt the attention of a reader. Paper books offer a unique reading experience which varies from reading on a screen.

Taking everything into consideration, although there are plenty of benefits in the rise of e-books, it does not mean that this decrease of paper books is apart from benefits, it’s all about preference. If people prefer convenience, unlimited options and ease the best choice is e-books. And if the feeling of holding books or the smell of books and the thrill of manually turning the pages of books then, there is no reason to avoid from traditional books. 

Dildorakhon Eshmurodova was born in 2000 July 21, in Syrdarya region, Uzbekistan. She is a third-year student of Tashkent university of information technologies named after Mukhammad al-Khwarizmi, in the faculty of Economics and management in the field of ICT.

Dildorakhon is one of the talented students at her university. She is a participant of several international conferences and her creative and scientific articles were published in foreign journals and magazines such as “Galaxy international interdisciplinary research journal”, “American Journal of Social and Humanitarian Research” and etc. She knows English and Russian languages and is engaged in literally translations as well as takes apart in different competitions. For instance, she is a winner of the competition of “Student of the year – 2022”, “The best essay – 2022”, “Olympiad from English language” and etc.

Dildorakhon’s first creative work is published in the American Anthology named “Talented Voices Of Uzbekistan” with the title “Relationship between personnel management and production”. Also, her creative article named “History of economic development in Uzbekistan” was printed in the Anthology of “Rising Flowers Of Uzbekistan”. Her first personal book, a collection of Uzbek folk-tales translated into English, was issued in America by Amazon.com under the name “Uzbek Folk-Tales” and reached over 26 countries of the world. All of these international books are on sale on the 26 countries of the world. Recently, she has published her creative works in the Turkish Anthology named “Çiçekler”(“Flowers”) as well as American Anthology named “New page”.  

Moreover, Dildorakhon is accepted as an active member of “Juntos por Las Letras” organization of Argentina, “Iqra foundation” organization of India, “Аsih Sasami” organization of Indonesia and international organization of “National human rights and humanitarian federation”. Also, she is a successful participant of “Digital Internship Program”(DIP).

In addition, Dildorakhon has successfully completed courses and certificated by international companies such as “The Fundamentals of Digital Marketing” organized by Google Digital Garage and “Software Testing” held by international “EPAM” company also certified course “Foundations of Project Management” offered by “Coursera”.