Now it’s time for me to return to my native home in my village. My birthplace Natshal, a place where rivers flow freely, amidst nature and greeneries. The name of this village sounds blissful to me as if there is a silent prayer in the name. Those who take birth in villages are earthy grounded and are deeply connected to their roots. They are much loving, affectionate and soulful. Perhaps there are many modern facilities, comforts and wealth in the city life but, there is a lack of originality, honesty and simplicity. People are all confined within their walls and boundaries. They can’t free their soul and fly like a bird in an open sky. They act like robots and lead a mechanical life and they are nearing their downfall.
Today everyone is going through this common anguish. Thus, the souls are all confined in their walls. We are born on this Earth but today we are leading our lives within concrete walls. Is it a life?
In the corpuscle of unconsciousness, all these questions were appearing in my mind as fireflies. I could experience this feeling. In this robotic city of concrete, I could experience this while walking, while smelling the petrol, while breathing the polluted air and while listening to the cold harsh words, people spoke to each other. Therefore, to explore the earthiness once again, I could not refrain myself from visiting my village, to take the flavor of greenness, earthiness and liveliness. The place where I could open my mind, refresh my soul and speak my heart out. The place, where I perhaps on finding my childhood buddies, we would reflect upon the memories of our childhood while hugging each other.
This village is so beautiful that, those born there can feel the horizons of the sky, love the breeze and can dance to the tunes of troubadours. I am proud that I was born in this village. I hide these feelings due to the pressure of this dramatic modernization. I could not hold my anxiety and excitement of interacting with my native people. People will get surprised to know my motives of transforming the earth. They will be immensely happy on knowing that I have received appreciation from the Prime Ministers of foreign countries. They will get amazed on knowing that their very own Michael has initiated such noble work and is implementing his dreams. Success cannot be measured. Still, I decided to prove myself successful to them.
I started my journey from Kolkata towards Natshal. Initially, I took a bus, from there. Then I traveled by train and from there, I took a rickshaw to reach my place. There will be no leisure and I needn’t follow fancy rules. I will return to my own land as my true self. I kept all these feelings in an invisible bag and was carrying these like precious gems.
I was carrying all my memories of childhood with me while travelling along the country roads. My main motive was to find out the values of life, to rebuild our connections with the Earth and to strengthen the bonds between life and nature. This sentiment should prevail on the Earth and my entire struggle is about this sentiment.
I was struggling days and nights, spending my savings to celebrate the birthday of Mother Earth. It was my solo struggle. Eventually, I reached home and was there on the lawn of my village house, where I grew up and the place, which I had preserved clearly in my childhood memories. I was quite far away from this earth-like feeling for a long time. Maybe I was resting in some other planet. Staying far for a long time from one’s own land makes you feel this. Today I have returned to my native land, my birthplace and from here I will start my journey and the revolution of changing Mother Earth. This thought made me excited. I discussed my schemes and course of actions with my friends and close ones. My friends and my well-wishers accepted my principles and agreed to help and support me in this journey of mine. They encouraged my noble duty with positive arguments in my support. I was gaining faith that, people are with me and they are not thinking that my motives are crazy. They are not thinking I am as insane as my grandfather, who had sold off two thousand acres of land for the sake of football tournaments. He used to ferry the players, along with supporters from one village to another through waterways for participating & supporting in the matches. If the players won, he used to celebrate the victory by bestowing gifts upon them and by hosting grand feasts for them, where all the supporters would also invited. He used to do all these on his own, selling his lands and properties. During that period, there were no trends and opportunities for bank loans. The rich people who had big hearts used to establish talented people in the society using their own wealth. They used to get immense pleasure while doing this sacrifice, but with the course of time, they had no wealth left for their successors. I might be wrong. Perhaps it was their way to serve the people of the society. They proved themselves, heroes, by sacrificing their own self-interest, their own pleasures. Maybe they did not think about the entire Earth the way I do, but undoubtedly, the initiation was there to serve and love Mother Earth and its people. The intention was the same. Maybe people were thinking that one day I will become penniless just like my grandfather for this generosity. Here, clearly, there is a difference between me and my forefathers. My grandfather and others in my family had served the society by selling off their ancestral property but, I am serving the world by my hard-earned money, spending it to bring permanent peace to the world. It does not mean that my feelings are more genuine and humble than my forefathers or people like them. The basic thing is, we both share the same sentiments and mutual feelings for our motherland and Mother Earth. Maybe I too carry the same gene, thus I could conceive such an idea and dared to spend all my earnings on the benefit of this world. Desperately, I dedicated myself to the duties towards Mother Earth and slowly decided to give up everything I possess for the sake of Mother Earth.
The word which I used ‘giving’ - is wrong indeed. I beg my apology for that. Since, whatever we have, we have received it from Mother Earth. Mother Earth entitled us the right of birth, the right to grow up, the right to love, the right to be in relationships, the right to protest, the right to get employed, the right to earn money, the right to spend money, the right to give money. Even the money we desire and we receive is created from all the properties of Mother Earth. The pennies come from metals and the paper notes come from the skin of trees. So, no way; am I wrong. We are gifting her, what she gifted us. Actually, we are helpless without her. We have nothing to provide her unless she provides us. Those who serve Mother Earth is pious. Those who leave the world without serving her are unfortunate, poor souls. I pity them. We do not favor the Earth rather, we are benefited by her. In this regard, if we don’t spend our earnings in a proper way, then Mother Earth will not be able to maintain her glory. Therefore, I could not stop myself from thinking and realizing that when I have nothing of my own, then why I should cripple my mind and behave in such a selfish manner! 15th January, the day has arrived finally.

The poet and teacher, Tapan Kumar Maiti wrote the brand poem for Mother Earth. During that time I was not much connected to the artists. Being a graduate in entrepreneurship and holding a diploma in Food & Beverage, I was too far from the world of art and creativity. So I had no basic clues and didn’t know how to get connected to the renowned poets and writers of Kolkata. Mr. Maiti was quite familiar to me and I begged him to do this honour. He was a teacher in my hometown. Somehow miracle happened and his poem exceeded my expectations. Maybe I don’t have much knowledge of literature but, from childhood, I loved reading books including novels and poetry. This habit of mine helped me understand this poem well. I am no one to comment on this but, yes I could perceive the perfection of Mr. Maiti’s poems and songs, he had written for the Mother Earth. Though, he is not a renowned poet or a lyricist, but, his poetry and songs won people’s hearts for the earthy feel it portrayed and the simplicity since, he too was close to nature. When people will stop living an artificial robotic life, from that very moment, they will start enjoying the real beauty of nature. Their mind and body will gradually acquire the eternal peace of mind. I got a few messages from my unconscious, passive mind, which ensured me about the positivity of my course of actions. I am correct in my own way. Mother Earth will look after me in my crisis so there is nothing to worry about even if I am spending my whole on this project. If I could be a millionaire, whatever I would have earned is due to Mother Earth and belongs to this Earth. So it is absolutely wrong to think oneself-rich with the possessions of Mother Earth. I have never claimed anything on this earth like mine. Whatever we, have been given to us by Mother Earth, it is hers. I never wanted to be a millionaire. I never wanted to hold power. Rather, I was happy and blessed to be a part of this earth and is grateful to Mother Earth for everything I have been given. I was happy to organize such a grand function for World’s Permanent Peace and Art Revolution. People were amazed, seeing the preparations and arrangements of the programme. They could not believe their eyes. Some thought that I had sought the help of the Prime Ministers of other foreign countries while others thought that I have gone crazy.
I was quite surprised with the decoration of the stage. It was in no way less than those stages, where international events are hosted. I was dreaming of a G-20 meeting stadium that will be constructed at Natshal. Eminent people and leaders across the globe would come here to attend meetings related to the world events and programmes on world peace. Famous artists would come to perform here. If a simple, ordinary village boy can hold this dream in his heart and turn it into reality then, no wonder the successful and popular artists across the world will come here to be a part of this project, someday.
The dream was taking a shape in reality, slowly with time. I was mesmerized, looking at the stage on the sunny, winter morning of 15th January. The sun wasn’t shining on this platform as it does every day, today it was brighter. The sun with its gleaming beams reflected my dreams of world peace as it shone. The rays of the sun reflected people’s awareness and were penetrating inside the hidden chest of thoughts. I could get a vivid view.  I could not express my feelings through words. Thus the process of world peace had begun. People from different parts of the world were coming. People were amazed to see the arrival of Keita Kabayama, the general manager of Nissin Corporation of Japan. He came for the ribbon-cutting ceremony. Artist Keya Chakrabarti too honored the stage with her gracious presence. People were so happy and surprised to see this grand arrangement done by me and they were amazed. Their reactions were evident from their discussions and gesture. MMIC Respected, Debasish Kumar also arrived with his wife. The man with immense creativity could visualize my dreams turning into reality from the very first day. Not being a political personality but, being a citizen of the Earth, he participated in this event. The event was attended by a huge number of press and media people. Here, I observed a strange behavior in society. In the society, even today respect is given based on skin colours. Racism exists even today. In our country, people who can speak in English always get importance is considered smart, and are treated better than those who can’t speak English. Maybe this is due to the colonial effect, that is prevalent even now. Few people were in this view that since I have been getting appreciation from the people of foreign countries, maybe I do deserve appreciation. Everyone was getting eager to know about my works. They wanted to know what my motives were and what plans I had for the world! They were curious about what had I planned next!
In this way, people started discussing me. I gained popularity as they discussed me more and more. Slowly, I was becoming a known figure and my thoughts were being communicated via these programmes to people, home to home, man to man, here and there and everywhere. Silently, things were progressing.
One thing that was very clear to me is that a day will come when all political disparities will get removed from society and the people’s minds. I don’t take the credit for anything that is happening, since I believe that all credit goes to Mother Earth. I am one of the citizens of this Earth and I am just a mere soldier of hers and that is my
only identity.