ABOUT FICTION_HAWK
Here stories of dedication, love, and sympathy unfold against the backdrop of promising faces - the mother and the father, and the relations of all kinds. I want you to celebrate this unsung heroism : The father who embodies warrior to put up strength and self-abnegation to the family. The mother who symbolises the goddess of sacrifice and happiness in the family. The commoners, who somehow run along their lives without dedication to any noble cause. And, to the back, there are unpromising traitors, who want to intrude into people’s life with all evils of undoing things for them. Some people are wise and good to throw them back from the doors. Some people are good and good to let them in to encroach upon their own lives.
No matter what happens, through heartfelt descriptions, I'd love to repaint the lives of these struggling people and illustrate their unflinching commitment, immeasurable love, sorrows and tears of failure and of course the happiness of achieving something in the end.
At Fiction-hawk, I disclose the tortures of relationship bonds and the malice of treacherous minds. The emotions of good and bad clash. The good bleed internally without the signs sipping over their faces. The bad gain pleasure, with a sadistic desire of more and more, washing their faces out. The sufferings go long and the good people feel pathetic to live more, finding no reasons to live for tomorrow. Then comes forth the magic lantern of success from behind the darkest cloud they had so far been fighting against. They surprise themselves and praise their lots to have bestowed this prize on them, having had no idea that it was the obvious outcome of so many sacrificial efforts put to the altar by them. That darkest cloud was now the perfect place for those foes to hide themselves in.
So, do not worry about your status, your position. Think you are the best, think you have to offer a lot more to the modern world of newer and newer innovations. And, with this, at this glorious moment, the sandwiched brethren, feel proud to shout, ‘We are unwise, we are uncouth, we are undone. Yet, we do not fathom sea, we fathom will to dive’.
Why I write ?
I am curious about people’s life. The great strugglers, precisely, the middle class people. I know, without any discrimination, there should be ‘only people’. But, the one I am very much worried about is the middle class of the Indian society. Because history tells that this class has suffered most, from the loss of dignity, wealth and societal position and has gained the least. This class has always struggled to keep its identity undistorted and the saga continues even today. Their story needs to be told.
My point of view is quaint. I believe people’s determination to struggle is above everything. I believe your intention to do better is making the world and nothing else. Therefore, in telling the stories of people, I want to write the foreword of FIONTION_HAWK with the middle-class in the forefront.
A lot is harangued about classless society in the civilized country today. But truly, really there is not any. Nothing bad in that, though. That way they bring up a hope inside that they will reach the top someday. And driven by that urge they try better, harder to climb up the ladder to reach out to the top, which had always set an unseen allurement to them. At least one thing is assured that, they are just one rung below and if they fight back their luck, they can throw away the shackles to jump over the fencing and climb higher and higher. Only problem is the want of will.
I’m curious about capturing the moments of immortal relationship between father and mother, parents and children, grandparents and grandchildren and also between men and women, boys and girls, people and people through words, and sharing my personal interactions that inspire and invoke thoughts. I weave tales of natural relations within walls and out of walls, exploring both the beauty and the beatitude that define our willingness to make would a better place to live. Life is realistic source of hope, and it more often than not is difficult to whip down the way you want. I know you must be agreeing that all parents want to play the absolute role of good parents and make sure their children bring in the best results. Again I believe that every father or mother has a unique role to play. As every parentage is unique as every child is unique. Lurking away, however, are the evil forces, jealously watching and conspiring to disarray your cautious steps to fulfillment.
So.. the underrated soldiers come out of obscurity and brave the storm as bravely as never before. Show up to remind all that your presence cannot be ignored or if it is, history is going to repeat.
Through candid narratives, personal feelings, and intuitions I shall be very much with you and so connecting with my readers from all walks of life. The object is to make the affection grow stronger and ensure true love and happiness.
My journey :
Join me on this journey of storytelling and gathering sympathy and support for all those good people. Together, let's champion the cause of those fathers, mothers and children among the uncountable heads of people walking, falling and dying. They toil within the same four walls today for a tomorrow as they want. Because, their sensitive minds are vibrant and resonant with the same frequency, irrespective of place, time and characters, that has always melted the icy-hard obstacles to progress. It should happen for the survival of the middle class section. In the true sense, there is no discrimination about being in the higher, middle or lower class of the society on the bases of caste and economy, but a little more sympathy for the middle class is welcome as this class is still staggering a lot in its struggle to survive after so many years of independence.
" Nice parents beget nice kids. Nice kids deserve nice parents. Being nice means getting nicer back. "
CONCEPT IN WRITING
The short stories are my chosen areas to write for the commong people, the people rarely anybody wants to know. My blog @ Fiction_Hawk is a basket, full of many different short stories. These stories are all about people – the father, the mother and the children and different comely and ugly characters carrying different causes to live and die for. And, next to them, some others, who come to influence the formers and reflect the society like the mirrors.
I write stories according to my will and might not want to tell about them who I do not think important to be told. I’m worried about the whole middle class. Their never ending fight to hold their existence up their destiny as always the time secretly prejudges for them.
The people belonging to this class have to kill many little wants they have hoped to keep alive.
Careful homes! Children of this class become brisk to enliven another sand work of hope after the easiest one was washed out in the wave of want. Misunderstanding burgles to build walls of separation between innocent kids and helpless parents. True love begins to hide in the clouds of doubts. The rain is ‘tears’ that these parents and children have always showered from the deep of their beautiful hearts. And, distance makes space to let evils in.
!! Thank you readers, thanks you stayed with me so far !! ... c. Suvendu
Why I advocate good parenting ?
Although I am not an expert or an advisor in good social making, I can tell stories about you people. The stories from my observations of the society and from my personal experiences. The baseline I am stressing upon is, 'life begins at hearth. It is your duty to make way for it to go after your dream'. To a large extent, the parents are everything. Parents should know what they want to create. If the parents are blessed, they will be creating children, who will be the god-warriors out to rebuild a broken world from destruction. Or, if the parents are cursed, they will be creating children, who will be the one-eyed monsters out to tear a beautiful world into pieces. Have no dubiety about it that parents are everything. because, perhaps, you will blame the toxic surroundings also responsible to put lateral damages into children's blossoming minds, but rest assured that surroundings were made toxic by some other parents and children of sick-hearts, who were taught differently unlike you, opposite to you. That prays for compunction.
-: Why I want to cheer ‘Happy Parents Day’? :-
Alarmed at the erosion of moral values in society, my advocacy for nice family weather and unmasking of people’s emotions to protect values at home and out of it is to sterilize the killing contagion of isolation, ostracism and separateness growing rapidly these days in the modernized society in the country.
This is just because, by 'people' we want to mean 'good people'. It needs 'good seeds', it needs 'good sowing. And, of course, it needs 'good hands' at gardening. That's where parents come in to play the role of a gardener.
The fathers and mothers play the most effective role in creating a congenial atmosphere at home that fosters real growth and development of their children. For babies, adolescents and grown-ups the parents are the only figures of love, guidance and encouragement. To them their fathers and mothers are the role models who teach them how to value things, become ethically just and brave the storm behind which is the success in life. The parents cast most profound impressions upon the tender minds and shape the personalities and alertness towards building their moral characters. Parents’ affectionate words are the only solace for every hurt, their constant support and endurance to understand their children are unlikely to find anywhere else. The children get the much needed boost in thoughts and actions by a few encouraging words of their parents. These words of parents act like stimulants to their dormant minds and they wake up to respond to the challenges of life. The children begin to learn from the unwritten books of teachings as brought up to them by their parents. The children gain confidence and determination to work hard and subdue adverse situations. And, their smiling face of success is the real price the parents have ever wanted to pocket.
The parents leave the most profound influence on the character development of their children in the budding stage. Parents cannot be obscure of their careless behavior that may be followed by their children. The children are like the casts for all impressions. The parents can give shapes to them, anything they want them to be. Parents must realize the truth that, no matter knowingly or unknowingly, they are influencing the children’s moral values, attitudinal construction and affirmation of outlook of life.
“Be good parents, hope good children”, the adage means implied responsibility. Children are watching and learning every single behavior of the parents, who are the idols to them. Children watch how their parents do. And, these teachings get spontaneously vented in their actions and interactions with the outside world.
Good nature of being kind, polite, considerate and dutiful gets instilled into the tender minds intuitively without any sign. The fundamental lessons about how to empathize, become honest and grow into a responsible person, come from the similar positive traits of the father and mother. Lamentably, reversely, negative behaviors of being unkind, impolite, inconsiderate and evasive favor similar fearsome foibles in their children. This cannot be made to auto-correct by the children themselves, spontaneously suppressing the inheritance for the same traits. Similarly, the parents with mixed characteristics may be happy to see the children with an admixture of conflicting opposite traits. If I attempt to find out the devil behind the faulty character development of the children, may I say - - perhaps, the father and mother liked to overlook the bitter home ambience created by them, and, therefore, cannot pretend they never knew they themselves had subjected their lovely innocent clay dolls to bearing under that bitter home ambience from the very beginning. Not difficult to understand, good environment at home has no substitute for anything as far as the good mental development of the children is concerned. Because, the latter cannot be compromised.
Children are not just the followers of their parents about behavior. They learn from their parents the right, wrong and the standard way of behaving and presenting. They now know after observing the parents how to walk, how to talk, how to sit at home and how to get into the customs of society. This basic training to fit in the outside world had started at home. It, therefore, depends on how much importance the parents are willing to attach to ensure that vitality in home-air for their children.
