The Ultimate Guide to Your Likes and Dislikes: Understanding Yourself Better

​The Ultimate Guide to Your Likes and Dislikes: Understanding Yourself Better

The Ultimate Guide to Your Likes and Dislikes: Understanding Yourself Better

​The Ultimate Guide to Your Likes and Dislikes: Understanding Yourself Better


[Notes: Introduction. Your likes: Painting which brings you relief and gives you pleasure-travelling-the unknown and the unseen attract you as they did Ulysses-rea-ding poetry (how you feel while reading Keats or Rabindranath) sweetmeats and meat. Your dislikes: Early rising, novel-reading, cinema-going, gossiping, street-corner standing-considered unsocial-why?]

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very man has his own likes and dislikes. They differ from man to man. Thus one man's likes may be another man's dislikes. I have my likes and dislikes. I do not know whether they are comman with those of others. I like painting. Whenever I find time and opportunity, I take up my paints and brushes and draw pictures. Painting brings me relief from the worries and anxieties of life. If I cannot paint for a day or two I feel that I want something essential. Travelling is another thing which I like very much. Indeed whatever is distant, unknown and unseen casts an irresistible attraction on me. Like Tennyson's Ulysses I feel an urge,

"To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all western stars, until I die."

I also like reading poetry. When I read the poems of Keats or Rabindranath I forget myself completely and escape into the cloud land of beauty and romance. I can do without my text books, but cannot without Keats or Rabindranath. So far as food is concerned, my liking is for sweetmeats and meat.

I dislike early rising and early going to bed. The saying, "Early to bed and early to rise Makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise" seems meaningless to me. The other things I dislike, are novel-reading, cinema-going, hot drinks, standing at the street-cornersand gossiping. As I dislike the things liked by the youths, I am considered unsociable.

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Irisha Tania
"আমি সেই মেয়ে, যে শব্দে বাঁচে। কলম আমার অস্ত্র, আর কাগজ আমার স্বপ্নের আকাশ। প্রতিটি অনুভব, প্রতিটি চিন্তা আমি সাজিয়ে রাখি অক্ষরের গাঁথুনিতে। কখনো গল্পে, কখনো কবিতায়, আবার কখনো নিঃশব্দের ভেতরে। আমি লিখি, কারণ লেখার মাঝে আমি নিজেকে খুঁজে পাই। …

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