January-June 2017, Volume 8 Issue 1
OJPAS™
Open Journal of Psychiatry & Allied Sciences

 

 

 

 

About the Cover

 

LOST (photography)

“LOST” in this context doesn’t mean nowhere to found.It’s a story about about how i got lost in the nature.

                   There I stood in the scorching summer of July,I was baking.But when I stood there it was like the door of paradise.It was the sight which I had ever set eyes on.We see it everyday but hardly anytime to observe it.A light cool breeze touched my soul and made me spell bound.I was just “LOST” in the scenery.It was the sky that makes the earth so lovely at sunrise and so splendid at sunset.The beauty had a profound effect on my senses,those gateways from the outerworld to the inner world.We use to suppose that the city landscape is pleasant only half the year but to the attentive eye,each moment of the year has its own beauty,every hour a picture which was never seen again,standing on the margin of the river,I am still in the midst of the scenery,it is my land,its beauty,its magnificence,its sublimity all are mine and how undeserving of such a birthright.The beauty can turn towards it an unobserving eye or an unaffected heart.These are the things we as human beings are searching for are striving after and yet they are right infront of us.It’s something superficial in the midst of the turmoil of life,I felt the free horizon,land and water in the play of light,color and shadow which yield delight to me,we have read of European scenery of Grecian mountains and Italian skies and never  travelled through our own to look at our own and from those travelled ones whose eyes were never opened to the beauties of nature in our own land.Yet I cannot but express my sorrow that the beauty of such landscapes was passing quickly,the noble senses are made desolate.This is a regret rather than a complaint.It was the centre of my attention.I stared at it and I just lost in it and i was unable to stop staring.This was the place to be.But suddenly a stranger came to me and called me off from my unending quest of nature.To my outmost delight he captured the dream i was in.

              Despite the fact that title is based on a serious word but a funny incident got along with it.The dream capturer who pictured the beauty himself got lost handing me the picture...

Aviraj Roy

 

Fear (collage)

It’s the fear in her eyes that speaks her story. A woman is blessed with the power of soaking up all emotions without bewailing about the asperities of life, but the eyes speak it all. Amidst all the beauty and poise and a beaming face, the deep sense of human despair comes flowing out of her eyes. Be it a rich woman with a great family name or a poor one meeting her daily meals, they have all maintained their calm composure for the sake of prejudices of her family. A walk down the alley at night is as terrifying for a woman as for a child. This sense of insufficiency and self-doubt have crept into the minds of women due to the countless incidents of women violence.

 People have been trying to take advantage of the single and the weak since ages. This is not new, but the topic is being highlighted more often now as even at the brink of attaining gender equality, horrendous acts on women are taking place worldwide. Strong women have risen from the flames of injustice and violence and have paved their ways to become global leaders. But not all are fortunate enough and for them, changes should be made in the heart of the society. The society should protect the rights of the females and preserve their integrity and thereby challenge the primitive male instincts. ‘The man who treats his woman like a princess is a proof that he has been raised by a queen’- if the right values on women are imbibed in the minds of the young, it will help to carve out a safer society to live in.  So the more effective way of building a stronger nation with high women values will be born in every home, with the children. They will learn to respect when they see women respected.

“Here’s to Strong Women . May we know them.  May we be them. May we raise them.”- Unknown

Arunima Dutta

 

Liberty (acrylic on paper)

Pradip Kumar Thakuria

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Open Journal of Psychiatry & Allied Sciences (OJPAS™) January-June 2017 Volume 1 Issue 2

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