Kaatgora

sobai amay bhalo bole
bhaloi bole lok'e
bhalo seje monche darai
mondo hoar shok'e

jachhilo to jeebon kete
jemon-temon kore
hotath eshe dile mon'e
shunyota bhab bhore

somman gyan?morjada bodh?
proshno e sob michhe
bibek amar, koshiye komor
korche dhawa piche

ghorer majhe dibbi chilum
chitkini ta diye
hotath toka dorja majhe
"korbi oke biye?"

khule dekhi mosto bishal
baranda ek boro
brishtir chhat, meghla bikal
korish je tui joro!

abar bhabi brishtii to
pachpache borsha
kaatgorate chupti bos'e
bhabnata bhorsha!

O-sadharon

aat-bhat dinraat, gombhir bhabkhan
choukosh chhokrar, bokbok tantan
oke naki bujhte je, boi-pora dorkar
bhab bhora montar,sur-taal karbar
jongole ghure phire,kaat'e naki din tar
raat hole shuru hoy,sonnyashi abdar
bojha take boro daye,tobu shuni bhalo mon
boro gola kore bole,nije naki shadharon!

Global Porokiya

rong lagano tho[n]ter kone
chupkothara gumre more
aayna ta roj jigyesh kore

Tomar kotha-amar kotha.....

raat barotay pasha-pashi
ghum jorano mesha-meshi
bole othe mangsho-peshi

Tomar byatha-amar byatha.....

durobhash er jontro dhare
ekla boshe-ratri bar'e
omon somoy shonai kare?

Tomar gola-amar gola....

tomar din'e, ratri ashe
asbe tumi asche mashe
porodeshi konthe bhashe

Tomar-amar mukti asha..

Ekti Prem'er Kobita

tomar prerona ajo purnota dite pare -
amar shristir mataal batashke |

tai boshonter sobtuku rong gaye mekhe,
ami bashonti hote pari
shudhu...
tomar jonyo|

bhalobashar titir hoye..
neme ashte pari onubhutir abdaal beye..
aankte pari shikto hridoyer chhobi
amar hridoyer sobtuku nirjash -
nihsheshito korte pari tomar uttopto buk e .

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shesh bikeler lalche alor smritichinho
nai ba aankle amar mathar sikhaye
shudhu jodi..
dao chharpotro nobo boshonter~
oi majhraater ruposhi chand
krishnochurar kole matha rekhe dekhbe...
tomar-amar odhora sei obinoshyor sukh......"

A Social eye

"baba-mayer daami matha
helmet-e te dhaka
chhotto mathar nei kono daam
amar matha f[N]aka!"



"sadhubabar montro-boi
shelai koren muchi
golemaale porle tokhon
sokol jaat-i suchi!"

The chariot of music...

My first experiment with glass and colours........




...... a part........



....the whole.......

Apu-Durga

mridu hawar poroshe bheja chokher pata theke ek phota jol jhore pore-
mone pore jaye durga di ke..
keu take bole porarmukhi,keu ba lokkhichhari
durgadir sathe amar prothom alap golper boi er prishthay
tarpor theke t.v.'r pordaye, moner pordaye tar nityo anagona

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durga di uthe esheche prishthar badhon chhire
se aankora notun,kintu shobhabkhani tar bodlayni
tai shorirta jokhon bodhho ishkul ghorer char deoaler majhe badha pore thake,
mon ghure beray ghatshila te berate jabar pothe dekha jhau er bone...
se tar baap mayer ekla meye
tai pothe ghate bhai pataye
ekta opu, duto opu, eksho hajar opur dol...
tara sobai chitkar korche-"didi, didi, didi.."
flatbarite bose durga kaane haat chapa deye
emni tei tar mathar aj bhetor onek awaj
daktar ghar nare.."Vellore jete hobe"
"keno?keno?na ami jabona
ami gele opur ki hobe?...opu keo niye cholo"...

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durga didi choreche train e, sadh tar mitlo
kintu aakashe sho kore ure jaye je plane ta?seta?
"tui sere uthle baba plane e chorabe"-
bolche opu ek, opu dui, opu teen...
du mash, teenmash, chhoymash chikitsa
tarpor byathay oposh hoye asha deho
klantimoy chokhe jigyasha-"amay plane e chorabi?"
"tui sere uthle baba plane e chorabe.."-
bolche opu ek, opu dui, opu teen
durga choleche aakashe, bhashche she megher majhe
opore, opore, aro opore
plane er shima chhariye
"didi, amay o niye chol"-
bolche opu ek, opu dui, opu teen.

Apnar jonyo, Sir

"lokkhiti takiye dekho, lokkhiti"-

tomar haater chalk, duster er ghoshtani

onurodh janachhe.."takiye dekho"

ekbar takie dekho shesher bench e bosha meyetar dike...

se kono note tukchena,

d[N]aate pen ta chibote chibote

ek drishti te takiye ache khatar sada pataye

ekbar takao or dike..achomka pechon phire

ekbar takao or dike

dekhbe or chokh khataye nei..

atke ache tomar pant e laga chalk dhuloye...........

"lokkhiti kotha bolo,lokkhiti"-

abdar kore tomar rimless choshma,

"ekbar kotha bolo"...

nah milton noy, macbeth keo dao chhuti;

jimmy porter'ke janla diye fele dao chhure;

browning er uddamota fete poruk

noter poridhi topke, tomar nijer bhashay;

shesh bencher meyetike na hoy niye cholo

for a "last ride together"....

ekbar bolo sei kotha gulo

jar ashay regular bunker meyetar

tomar class'e full attendance......................

"lokkhiti ekbar shono, lokkhiti"-

mridu tiroshkar janay buk pocket er parkar

"ekbar shono"...

Lady Macbeth'er byartho prem'e

lukiye thaka or nijer kotha;

Porphyria'r shahoshikotar

mukhosh dhaka or abedon;

bojhona keno o chayena tumi asho invigilation'e

khata je roye jabe sada...

ekbar shono ja o bolte cheyeche

teen bochorer sheshe

ajo keno or golata k[N]epe othe

atke jaye jeever dogaye-

"good morning sir" ..................................

Aalo-Aandhari

Alto kore chulta mukhosher opor theke soriye

takalam lomba lomba tana chokhgulor dike

Halka khoyeri ranga naaker dudik

Haate aanka bhurur niche ishot sada rong

Abhoroner jhinik, ghungurer protishobdo

Matha ta bhari- phul khopar bojhaye

Sponge haate aaynaye

shesh bar mukh ta dekhte dekhte

kaane ashe tritiyo ghonti..

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Kori aalor monche podarpon

Somukhe-

Shoshobdo aandhar.........................................

Showing off....

Chhuti...

Nityo bohoman je kaloshrot,


shei kaler urmite dhowto bani-


shuni kane-she bani purnotar


kaler khelar putul amra


michhei khuji chhuti...


jeebonpoth shudhu kaler ongo ek


ashe chhuti, roye jaye kaaler smriti hoye


...


amar chhokhe aj aagun,


sharthokota ar praptir bedona


dogdho korche amay-


jolchi ami, purche amar shoishob


amar oshphuto monobedona


lokochokhhur arale


prorochito hoy barbar...


he nithur dorodi,


amay purno kore eki rongo korle?


pothoshesh aohan janay aj


aj ki tobe chhuti khojar pala?

LIGHT & SHADOW

a black and white perspective

a sepia outlook

colourfully grand

NARI

Ami nari

ami sita

ami dhorshita-

agnir dara

potiprana?

adorsho?shithite rokto chinho,

haate shonar beri

tai obhijog-

ajker sita'r...

Ke kobe ishwar ke nalish koreche?

take nalish korte nei

korte nei, korte nei

korle ki hoy?proshno korte nei...

keno?ei onujog-

ajker sita'r

Chhotto chheleta khelna bhange-

aro duto bhanguk

chhotto meyeta rannaghore-

korche kaj?koruk!

okeo khelte dao-ei onurodh-

ajker sita'r

Ami draupodi

panch swamir sompotti

rajotyo bhag

jomi bhag

stree bhag

ke kobe shuneche?

ami shunechi

ei onubodh-

ajker sita'r

"Porer,nijer noy,

jotoi hok meye"

ma, ektu gaan gao to

ma, ektu hete dekhao to

ma, tomar aangul gulo dekhi-

shombondho na prodorshoni?

jonmer somoy nei shankh

bibaher somoy ache

bidaye bote!bojha namlo tahole?

ei onubhob-

ajker sita'r

Tobu poth choli aami-

rikto shoto prostor mariye

purnotar mohonay

patheo amar chetona

ar shikkhar deepshikha

protikar chai

koti borsher lanchhonar

ei onumot-

ajker sita'r

LIGHT AND COLOUR

The apple of Eden...


Distorted sun...


Red moon?

College hostel theke lekha...

Khondo ghorer okhondo oboshor

boye aane smritir obokash

chhinno gronthi naki gronthi-beehin?

rokter brishti te dhuye jaye

dhulo joma ei jeeboner taak

blader fola kete deye

bondhutyer neel shira

noikotyer prohoshon?

janaye nirob sommoti

khali khat, chhorano jamakapor

obhineta, tomar chhuti-pala aj shesh

tule diona make-up tobu

mukhosh khani besh

amar bori, tomar dhoya

bhobishyot khate shoya

kopotota haanikarok?

chholona to shukho-smarok!

mithya ashay jogot alo

mithya bhalo, mithya bhalo!

Eka

Tini roj shesh shondhar local train'e bari feren

tar panch aangule boddho jhulonto handle

mora holud aalor majhe jatri der jhograr nishchup dorshok tini

tar porone ghemo jama, haate tiffiner bag

prourho bhodrolok namen platform e

jeno lomba bakyo theke khoshe pora shobdo ekti

bipul jonoshomudro periye, bhir minibus'e ohetuk guto kheye

dhoken-barir nongra shoru golitaye

payer mojaye durgondho.......................

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bari te ta ke dekha jaye handle bhanga chayer cup e chumuk dite

shukno ruti khete khete bashi khoborer kagojer pata oltan

erpor e[N]to haat dhute jaan plastic'er kol e

joler kona chhitke eshe lage tar khali buker peke jaoa lom e

nityo obhijoger shobdo dubiye den

chhoto sada kalo T.V. tar khobor e

shokto bichhana ta haatchhani diye dake

muktir shopne naki shopnoye muktir....................?!!

Smritimonthon

Amar besh mone pore tomay-

shudhu mukhta kothay jeno neel dhoyar arale hariye geche

tobu bhulte parini tomar sei nishpap chahuni

je chahunite dohon chhilona-chhilo dipti...

ar mone pore tomar amar oporinoto bakyalap

dudondo alaap'er der-dondo kete jeto ei bishmoy katiye uthte

je amra kemon kore sokkolke faki diye dekha korte shokkhom!

baki somoyta oboshyo porer diner alaap'er chhok koshtei byay hoto...

...

tarpor ki je holo?

amader rabindrasadan ta giye dhuklo citycentre'e;

gorer mather haway ar pet bhorlona,

tai bheer korlam hangout'e;

coffee houser mota kacher gelashgulor path chukiye

chumuk dilam CCD'r sudrishyo cup'e;

ar victoria'r ekla porita amader opekhhyay klanto hoye

ghumiye porlo jeno...

amra hoye uthlam shadhin,

tomar call centre'er paypackage'er doulote holam shonirbhor-

shwad pelam prothom shechhacharitar-

sei aalo aandhari bhora nightclub tay...

tarpor to kormoshutre tumi pari dile Bangalore

Orkut tomar opochhondo, tai bolechile mail korbe niyomito

prothom prothom din'e ekta, tarpor shoptahe, mashe, bochhore-ektao na!

amar sei mail ID tao obyabohare expire kore gelo ekdin

tarpor hotath ekdin Mili'r phone-"Hey buddy lets meet up!Sandy is in town!"

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City Centre' er fountain side theke ke jeno egiye elo amar dike

neel dhoyar britto akash'e uriye jigesh korlo-

"Hey wats up?toke to chenai jachena!"

ichhe korlo ghure dariye eki proshno kori...

chokher bhetor ta jala kore uthlo-

aynar samne dariye bohudin dhore rehearsal kora kothagulo

thother kone atke gelo..roye gelo ekta baka hashi hoye...

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sobar sathe amio hariye gelam KFC'r bhir'e....

AMAR RABINDRANATH

Boyosh gojaye bochor f(n)ake

Robinthakur tobuo dake

Amar chheler notun kena "hasi-khushi" theke

Fir'e dekha chhelebela

kobir sathe chhad'e khela

"Chheleta" je amar mon'e mayer smriti dake

Prothom Prem por'e mon'e

"sedin dujone dulechhinu bon'e

"Boshontotsob'e aabir chhutor chhoya

Deorer Rock gaan

e-juger pola paan

Rabi-babur hoy gushti dhoya

Mone aashe bashor raat

lukochuri haat'e-haat

Shesher kobita'r quotation sob

Boka-haba didi tar

Lanchhona eksar

Obibahitar gelo gelo rob

Tobu tar mono-jor

Eka ghore deye dor

Saathi shudhu Geetobitan

Bidhoba boudi tar

Bar-bar abdar

Shona tor Rabindra-gaan

Prourho pita amar

hoyechen retire

jeebon'er heeshabnikash

ajo tar Pension

hoyni je sanction

Mukti sei Robi'r akash

Dadu ajo jeebito

aashi-te nai seemito

Jora tobu nameni to ghor

Rochonabolir pataye

Tar bola kobitaye

shuru hoy amader bhor..

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Amar ei ekla ghore

bohu bohu bochor dhore

esechho je nobo-nobo saaj'e

Jug khani bodlaat'e

You-Tube'r doulot'e

Aj Ghor'e tomar kontho baje......

CHILDREN OF THE LESSER GOD

...SHEER JOY...


...MAKING THEIR OWN MUSIC...



...SMILE OF INNOCENCE...

On the road again...

It was a gloomy monsoon morning

The dark grey clouds-

in the sky, in my room, in my mind

Was it the brown cascade

that Rapunzel had let down the tower window?

I carefully removed the pink curtains-

I hate the way it tenderly drapes my bedside window

Outside, the heavy monsoon rains

I was on the road again...

You were, so to say,my first love

You played for your college band

You gulped down Tagore and Shaw

On the other hand, Asterix was your life

Coherence of binaries? I often wondered

You have never shopped according to my grocer's list

You have never attended marriage parties with me

You have never...does it matter now?

But outside, the heavy monsoon rains

I was on the road again...

I was eighteen then

I thought the chrysanthemums in the garden bloom

Just for me

I thought, the moonlight blesses the treetop heights

Just for me

I thought, the puddles on the broken road were there

Just for me

I thought, you sang "I can be your hero, baby"

Just for me

I thought...does it matter now?

But outside, the heavy monsoon rains

I was on the road again...

We often sang Rabindrasangeet together

We often sat for hours at the Coffee house

discussing- the revolution that you dreamt of

We often tried to climb down the up going escalator

disregarding the dangers of loosing balance!

We often took the tram ride from Ballygunje to Esplanade

only to board the metro and return back to Kalighat!

We often...does it matter now?

Perhaps it does-

We often walked hand in hand getting drenched

Jumping into the water puddles...

Today-the heavy monsoon rains-

I was on the road again...

The phone has started ringing

Perhaps my hubby from Boston

He is a nuclear scientist

His seminars are famous over the world

Last one at M.I.T went really well!

His success makes me happy

and proud and lonely...

The curtains are blowing

I hate the way it caresses my window

I grab the curtains in my hands

Feel it against my cheek- soft, tender...

The phone is still ringing

Let it ring-

Outside and inside-

the heavy monsoon rains-

I was indeed on the road again...