Saturday, September 3, 2016

She-kaal O E-kaal er Shei Chaar Din!

Kichudin holo..boddo gorom poreche,
Brishtir naam-gondho nei,
Megher ashay ashay akashe takatei peja tulor ek shomagom chokhedhora dilo..

Kichu jano janan dite chailo;

Shondhey te Maa phone kore hotat bollo.."Tui kobe asbi?, Bajar jete hobe toh...",

Ami bollam : "Dhurr, ei dudiner jonye eshe ar berote icche korena..",
Ma bolle : "Tahole to ar shomoy pabina? Ami e ki tor kenakata kore rakhbo?";

Besh kichu soptaho por aj train e chaplam,
Eki rasta..kintu bairer drishyota onekta palte geche jano..
Anache-kanache gojiyeche kaash fuler jhaank;


Esob kabyik bhabnar theke onek dure...bastob joboner kruro pothe cholte cholte tar
ek-choturthangsho poth paar kore felechi aj,
Porashuna - Poisa -Premer chaape hoyto ar din gona hoyna,
Tao shei udash kora ekla bikel guloy...jokhon jokhon kichu elomelo bhabna eshe joro hoy...
Tokhon shei peja-tulor moto megh, notun jamar kenakata, kaash ful gulo eshe janan daye...
Uni aschen... Bangalir Shreshtho Utsab asche...

Jibon juddhe lorte lorte hoyto eshober maane kichuta paalte geche aaj,
School-e chuti porar tara-ta hoyto bodle nijer shohore ferar tara hoyeche,
Onekgulo jama kenar shei iccheta hoyto bodle ebar ekta Saree kenar icchete prinoto hoyeche,
Bondhuder sathe ghurbar bhabna ta hoyto bodle hoyeche barir sathe kichuta shomoy kataanor icchete..;
Tobuo.., Ei shomoytar kichu fele asha onubhuti ekhono omlaan roye geche...
Jano ki?
Shei prothom notun bochorer calendar peye ei chaar-te din khuje ber kora.. ar tar sathe sathei mone-mone ekta chotto chokh koshe newa,
Kichu kaash-fuler hawar sathe dule otha..,
Ek-chilte roder modhye diye kichu peja tulor moto megher uki dewa..,
Ar bajarer bhirer modhye lukiye thaka kichu notun jamar gondho...,

Ar tar sathe sathei..
Obileen hoye roye geche..
Kichu purono chorachorito othoba kichu notun Bhalo-Rakha,
Kichu chena othoba kichu ochena Bhalo- Laga,
Ar kichu shomoy-shomoyheen Bhalo-Basha...



Sunday, August 14, 2016

On a drizzling July day...


On a drizzling July day..
A new place ushers me with all its may,
I fail to understand its virtues and vice...
And I hate to be here although it's nice.

On a drizzling July day..
The new greenery attracts all my say,
Life proves how lucky I am...
And I do not dislike it past the jam.

On a drizzling July day..
A few wonderful souls cross my way,
Friends they call themselves..blessings I call them..
Away from home..I've found some gem.

On a drizzling July day..
New friendships galore past what lay,
Limitless help, laughter and fun...
In great gratitude for this new run.

On a drizzling July day..
Life walks towards some serious bay,
Old promises to keep, new bonds to cross..
Love's labor should not be lost.

On a drizzling July day..
Life has started anew with all its gay,
To live to the fullest for this is a boon..
Let life decide what comes next moon.