Here death, killing, violence, hunger br round the clock play the doom's game; br Snatching, hijacking, injustice, inconvenience br grow the grass of sorrow in the field of life. br br Here life is like the Padma@ on whose banks br stands the sandy sad shoal vast, stretched and lonely; br Still life does not bow down to sorrow br but stands erect like the rocks. br br Here drought, flood, tidal surge br come like giants in greed of life br and then inflicts raids and riots br on life like Azrael*.