User:JBDVIJASDVI

Language is like a flowing river. New water will come as old water goes. Like when standing on a river-bank, one wonders from where all this water coming, I, on the bank of my mother-tongue, stand a witness to this flow of words and thoughts and urge the Almighty not to block the source wherever it is. I urge the tributaries not to stop adding more and more water into the main stream. Else the river will dry out and the flourishing civilization will disappear. What shall remain, only the dirty ditches..