Where are our souls??!!

[Abdullah Al Sakif]

Hi everyone,
I like to pass my times with my imaginations and thoughts. Recently a crazy thought knocks in mind & asks “Where is your soul?!!!”

Sometimes I think my soul is inside my chest, because it always beeps. But sometimes I think that my brain gives me plans and it controls my whole body. All most all type pf organs are controlled by this brain. So I thought my soul is in my brain.

Then I started to think wildly…
A body is the combination of immeasurable cells. Some of them are alive & some of them are not alive. That means our life is the combination of billions lives. So our souls are in our cells. But these imaginations don’t give me much pleasure. So I want to share this thought with you all.

Please help by giving answers of these questions….

• Why man laugh, cry, love, hate, neglect? And what is the philosophical, psychological and physical matter of these?
• Where are our souls?

I know guys you will mark me as crazy. But what will I do? It’s my imagination & I can’t control it. Guys, I need some information’s, suggestions & comments. And I do believe you all will help me.


Thanks

Sakif

Rani Bilashmoni Govt. Boys’ High School,

Gazipur, Dhaka, Bangladesh.

[Md.Imran Hossain]

thanks sakif for opening a nice discussion. i think it is a critical thing. and u are not a crazy man. i think our souls is in our mind. and u know very well about our sixth sense.
loughing,crying,hate,neglect came from our fellings.
and that only came from our mind.

and so on

thanks
imran

[Abdullah Al Sakif]

Imran,
thanks a lot. I'll try to control my imaginations. Because it's become wilder day by day.
Sakif

[hasibullah lemar]

Hello Abdullah Al Sakif
Hope you fine and have a good time
This is Hasibullah Raofi From Mia omar high school
I read your discussing it was so interesting has.
Best Wishes ,

[Abdullah Al Sakif]

Thanks Lemar.

[Anna]

In southern Bangladesh, during November 2007, Cyclone Sidr tore through whole villages destroying human and animal life in what was to be the world’s biggest natural disaster of the year. Even before the cyclone’s arrival about 30,000 Bangladesh Red Crescent volunteers had set about warning hundreds of thousands of people living in the cyclone’s path and shepherded many of them to shelters. Amidst the tragic destruction and despair, stories of bravery and humanity began to emerge.

Rabu, 18, was one of the Red Crescent volunteers. She lived in a sturdy, two-storey house with her family. By the time the storm arrived, many people in her community were still without shelter. Rabu was able to shelter about 220 of her neighbours in her family’s home. But there was one 90-year-old woman who refused to move from her house, Rabu remembers. “She did not want to leave her own home. As the cyclone got stronger, I couldn’t take it anymore.” With the help of her sister, Rabu forcefully took the old lady and carried her to her ‘cyclone shelter’. The next day, they returned to the old woman’s home and found it in pieces.

But tragedy was never far away, even for volunteers. Anwar Hossain was a team leader for the Bangladesh Red Crescent’s cyclone preparedness programme in Patuakhali District. As he was busy helping evacuate people to cyclone shelters, his parents were washed away by a tidal surge. “When I got back to my house I found it under neck-deep water and my parents were missing,” he recalls. When the storm passed, and as Anwar was helping to rescue people who were injured or trapped, word arrived that his mother’s body had been found.