guftagu

Aap ki muskarahat se pehchchan purani si hai

Inke piche chupe aansuon se guftagu aaj bhi hai

the river flows by

i plucked a rose
and touched your eyes with it
the rose bloomed redder
at the touch of your sleep hungry blood shot eyes.
i remember this
as if it happened tomorrow
............
Also, each time the tide rises in the sea
i know, again you have dropped a tear
in memory of our one winter afternoon
spent in the sun.
......
That6 afternoon still remains
as a dried up, puckered orange
in the fruit basket
hung by my kitchen door.
By the kitchen window
i again wait for the summer night
we spent last winter

evenings

sometime

my favourite evening is the one

where the day meets the night

and sometime

my favourite evening is the one

where the night meets the day

....

one reminds me of how you knock at my door

the other of how i open the door for you

and i still wait for you

the moon shivers in the cold moonlight
the stars twinkle by.
the bird awaits the dawn
awake in its nest.
the boat and the moon sails by
into the night, away from dawn.
And i still wait for you...

the last lines

i cried, motionless and still
and as i smiled again with all my will
the tears in my heart i bore
long after they were shed no more
-- based on the last lines of THE SOLITARY REAPER

dreams

Dreams on a run.

You can see them

in the stars, the moon and the clouds.

In the eyes.

..
Everywhere the dreams go,

they leave behind ashes

of their sun kissed feet.
You can see them...

aleph

tumi luit'or paare paare douri furute
hepaah aru aaxa'r solonamoyi khelimeli't
paar bhaangi uposi poril tumar kola khupa
Aaru
tumar mela suli'r aagrere xulokibo dhorile
ro'd, boroxun, xomoy,...
eta osinaki raag, eta pahora aaghun,
xemeka duburi'r tirbironi
aaru karubaar sau-nasau sawoni I

Tejee !

andhaar klub ghor'ot
eiya kun bohi aase?
uttor: burha xodagor 
(maane the old buisness man)
teo modern Tejeemola'r baapek
...
kaali tejimola xuda pete thaakil
(gorom koraar solot maahimaa'ke
tyr dinner khini
microwave't jolaai pelaale )
aajiu Tejeemola kaandi aase
orkut'ot maahimaa'kor bor suwali'ye
Tejee'r bixoye
bor beya ke likhise,
aabeliu saage tyr xukh nohobo
disc'ot tyr logot maahimaa'kor xorujoni jabo !

mukhagni

kothabur
rooh ghorot xui thake
gupute gupute 
luniya monor xote
humuniyaah kaarhe
aru tumi ei / nixobdo kulahol 
xuna nupuwa
moi saai thaku tumaak-
tumi dekha nupuwa ke I
xuni thaku tumar ukhaah nikhaah
--
tumar monot khorang barixaa'r baanpani
-nao meli diu / bur gole gom pau
ei baanpani'r paani'u luniya-
kothabur rooh ghoror pora ulai aani
xihotor mukhagni koru,
luniya mon'e humuniyah kaarhe
moi rooh ghoror jaapona maari diu
(tumi gomoke nupuwa
usorote cigarette hoopi thaka)

eta xeujiya sula!

Eta xeujiya sula pindhi
Paat bagori furim
Xeema rekha bur
Theli dim, baa
Usor sopai lom
- Hoi jeneke mon jai xojaam
Gutei khon kitap !
__
Jodi mon nai eku kobole
Khali bhori khuj kaarhim ukaa paatot
Aru Jodi mon jai,
Kotha’r pithi’t kotha bohuwai kotha kom –
Paat’or paasot paat
Ba, gaan gaam dui tini khila paat
__
Solaath kori kori
Bhaal loga paat buror maajot
Aalfulkoi, ba
Aathukarhi, mur guji xumai jam
- Eta xeujiya sula pindhi !!

jhalak

bhale chot hi lagi ho
humne muskura ke seh liya
teri har ek jhalak pe ishq
humne bas waah kiya 

tumi haahute
okonmaan xeujiya ufori porisil l
raamdhenu saabole lor maari jaute
(gomei naapalu
ketiya) gosokilu xei xeujiya khini l
etiya mur monot gutimali, oporajitaa'r baagisa ...

the journey

each moment
i search.
---
i collect the fallen leaves of autumn
and go through them
one by one,
in search of you.
---
i smell the rain.
the summer rain,
the winter rain,
and the rain that fills the heart
and i sail through them
wave by wave,
in search of you.
---
i touch the cold walls of the temple
trail my fingers through the cracks
try to feel,
what cannot be seen,
in search of you.
---
i have scattered myself into shreds
and sat whole nights
reading each word written,
in search of you.
---
i have put myself together,
in search of you.
---
---
For
In finding you
I find myself.

বিরহ

haanhi dhemali kori,

botaa't xojai thuwa paan e'khila mukhot xumuwai

boroxun jaak ketiyabai gusi gol

(akou onirdishto kaalot ubhoti ohaar protishruti're)...

.............

suburi'r ting'or saal bure

etiyao usupi aase    ll

love

moonlit eyes
dark night
stars spell love

kiyo

ll ketiyaba kunu muhurtot
jodi nupuwa hothate nijoke bisari
mur usoroloi aahiba...
tumar bohut khini 
mur monor xumaajot xaasi thoisu,
taare emuthi dumuthi tumak di dim
akou ebaar nijor logot sinaki hoba ll)))

zubeen garg

Call him your hero

And beat him up

Because he refuses to be your hero 

merged (two old ones)

that girl
she puts on the brightest lipstick
and never smiles
...
also,
the pigeon comes to her roof
eats the grains & seeds, flies away
it forgets to sing, each day

zindegi kaat jayegi

chalo,
ek raat toh kaat gayi...
yakeen ho gaya
zindegi bhi kaat jayegi

you already know

the sea meets the sky
and the road meets the sky,
too
and then,
i meet you too
here,
where you always knew
that i will meet you

if its not funny, it must be funnier

umbrella

every time it rains

i will still think of you

but will never again open the umbrella

i had long ago borrowed from you

ripples

ripples
die out
the stone drowns
the river flows again the same
.......................................
the water remembers it forever

Kun Faya Kun

I refuse to believe that there is no God. I refuse to believe that religion and God is about what you eat and how many times you light the lamp each day. No god and no religion can be so "less", so little "powerful"; atleast not mine. I am proud of my God. I do not know why so many bad things keep happening in this world where god exists; karma involving multiple lifetimes does not seem to be a good enough explanation for me. We (and specially me) are people with little patience; I want the whole chapter of karma to begin and end in one lifetime. I know prayers are answered in the temples and the mosques and the gurudwaras and the hearts; it is my firm belief. But sometime, God can behave like an adamant child; only his Will will prevail. This is when we learn to bow our head. When we can do that with humility; without anger, we win. Otherwise we lose without knowing the loss. If we are honest in our intent, we are one with God. And when he said "be", it "became"; kun faya kun....

drowned

night
liquid moon
you sail by in my heart
i drown in you

spring river

tomorrow

tell me which way the spring river flows,

now

ha!

sometimes i look up upon the stars
and i realize that
sometimes, i can count them too
oh! the miracles of life n love ! 

you n me

...

faith beyond

wind blows
the autumn leaf rustles
i know, i do not hear you coming
but i wait for you

soul

the river, the hills, the sky
the flowers, the sea
the dark, the moon, the stars
and all,
...
when they look at the mirror
they see love
(we keep our eyes closed)

revenge

one black coffee
each winter night
till dreams refuse to settle down

that girl 2

that girl
who shows her legs
and hides her heart

that girl

that girl
who puts on the brightest lipstick
and never smiles

friends

friends are lovely people
people who get angry
and still remain lovely

mirror

i switch off the light
we can dream, and see ourselves
only in the dark

the pigeon

the pigeon comes to my roof
eats her grains & seeds, flies away
she forgets to sing, each day

season of love

during the winter
sometimes she brings zinnia
sometimes cherry blossoms to me,
who said some flowers bloom only in the spring !

busy day

lets sleep early tonight
tomorrow is a busy day
we have to visit friends, go to the bank, pay the bills, eat, dance and live too 

its time to wake up
lets go to sleep

the temple bell rings
god is awake again
now we can pray & sin

insomnia

as the sun shines again
i cajole my winter to sleep
promising it a summer's dream, again

its always love

she forgets about him
gossips with the neighbour
plays her music
scolds the dog,
he hurries home
knowing, she will soon remember

love

it is always innocent, gullible and powerful. it can be many things more, but without these three, its often not love

i always loved tadpole

yes,
i have always loved tadpole
and also how the sun looks
spread out in the water
below which the tadpole swims by...
also, i love the moon, the star, the wind by the sea
and your smile, your eyes and you


................
some time its you, your eyes and smile 
which carry me to the moon, the star and the wind by the sea
sometime its the moon, the star, the wind by the sea
which carry me to  you, your eyes and smile .
.......................
in-between i remain
as ever, loving those tadpoles
as they wriggle by in the sunlit water !

funny is sad

It’s a funny day
It’s like
On this winter day
We sit together in the sun
And I tell you 
That I miss you..
And needless to say,
Sometime funny is sad...
.........................
Just that
I donot tell you
That I miss you
Because,
Sometime funny is sad...

a good conversation

i told her i like the smell of old forgotten books
she told me it rained last night
...and it was a good conversation
................
we may not have understood each other that day
but at least we made sense to ourselves
yes, it was a good conversation
perhaps the only good one 
in the past some years
or in the past some lives

that boy

He carries time in the lines of his face

And an agelessness

His eyes, they never twinkle but are a constant silent scream

They speak all time of what they have seen

And the fear, of things yet to be seen

His smile, always grateful to be there

And rare.

And he waits the girl who can make it all right again

Just that he knows,

He has let her go too many times

And the last time was really the last time.

Yet he waits

Because he has nothing else to do

(he is very busy

But then, that’s just a hoax too)

SOMETIME

sometime
when i pass by you
i remember a rose that you never gave me

sometime
when i walk by the midnight moon
i remember a winter that has never passed by

it rained the whole night

It rained the whole night

I thought of him the whole night.

I told the rain I donot love him

And it rained the whole night

The rain was just like him

Not ready to take no for an answer

A constant pitter patter against my heart

It rained the whole night

It kept nudging me throughout

Pushing me towards him

In his arms, where he was standing

Under the rainbow, with a smile.

Yes, it rained the whole night

I thought of him the whole night

ekhon proshnobudhok hridoy

ekhon proshnobudhok hridoy
aru egosa ujagor rati
ekhon sinaki akaakh
aru eta osinaki mon




aji akaah'ot kiyo iman tora
aji akaah'ot kiyo iman nistobdhota
aji mon'ot kiyo iman xunyota
aji monot kiyo iman kulahol


aru eiburor faake faake eta xaanghatik bhoi
janusa kunubai uttor bur muk bujai diye !

JHINTI, AGAIN

Here comes the rain again

My heart rustles like a paper, again

Turns to a boat, sails by

In search of you, again

……………………………

And I know

Somewhere you too have risen

To the smell of mouldy earth!

………………………………

Here comes the rain again.

joyaal xondhiya (i walk on this path again )

i walk on this path again,

to an evening of promises n dreams

I walk on this path again

With

my heart tied to my left foot,

like an anklet.

…………

it’s a bloody trail I left behind

as my heart bleeds, pierced by

the broken hopes lying strewn on this path

n yet i tread along, my heart tags along

coz the promise of the evening lures me

the dream of the evening pulls me

to its quagmire of frenzied emotions

n i walk towards it with my bleeding heart

knowing full well, soon i will be lost in it

like a death lost in its lover’s arm

yes, this is a beautiful evening

and i walk on this path agian

loser

angel of love
they call u a prostitute
n u smile
happy tat u hav seen of love
wat others cannot even imagine !

ghosts of stars

The water wakes up
At full moon night
Wants to reach the stars
Falls back
Disheartened
Yet “unsad”
(happy is too great a luxury)
Glad to feel the reflection of stars
Floating by its wave
Afterall, as they say
Mirror reflects the soul
And thus the souls freeze and die in the cold.
And am glad that
Water, like love is blind
For even stars sometime
Cast a ghastly image,
More so when dead !

-----------

Xondhiya rongor eta pusak pindhi

Haatot epaahi raati loi

Log dhoribo ahisila muk ,

Aru nistobdhota’re koisila

“Tumi jodi mur premot poribo khujisa

Poribo para”

Solonamoyi tumi

Haatot loi ahisila Omaboshya rati

Aru moi soudikhe ondhokar dekhi bhabilu

Ajir pora mur naam premik

Karon moi xunisilu

Prem bule ondho!

Etiya xopun jole poornima’r junak’ot!!

sekur

Tumi haat baul di maatisila

Aru moi tumar prem xagor’r luniya dhow’ot odhir hoi nami goisilu

Tumi gusi gola,

Xagor morubhumi hol

Kintu, kintu mur kapurot ajiu lunor sekur

LG, videocon, godrej

Ariel, rin, nirma

Mur ujagor rati

Aru facebook’r xohosro profile

Kuneo gusabo para nai hei lunor sekur…

Hoi, prem bule enekuwai

bestota

Sendel juror naam jibon

High heel sandal

Heel tur naam bestota

Khopjop khopjop aagbarhi juwa

Aagbarhi juwa xurunga’r majedi…

Morom naamor wall khonot xoru xoru xurunga

Dangor dangor xurunga dayitwo’r wall’ot

Bibhinno wall

Bibhinno xurunga

Khopjop khop jop aagbari juwa,

Xurunga’r majedi…

Aru

Bare bare ujuwoti

Ujuwoti khau tumar prem’ot

Tumar xopun’t, tumar aabego’t

Xogupone butoli thoi diu xihotok mono’r maajot

Aru aagbarhi jau xurunga’r majedi

Khopjop khopjop…

Sendel juror naam jibon

High heel sandal

Heel tur naam bestota

-------

Prem…

Mod’or nisina

Bor tita

Prem…

Mod’or nisina

Bor nisa

opremor kobita

College, university’

Tumimoy digholipukhuri

Aru tumar biyar sithi

Xokolu paar kori etiya barista’t bohi asu

(CCD’t nobohu

Tare menu khon dekhile tumi ki khai bhalpuwa, beyapuwa bor koi monot pore

Monot pore prem namor xobdo tu)

Prem etiya eta tita-keha kulahol

Barista’t coffee’r protitu sumu’kot moi oprem’or amej pau

Hoi…etiya tumaloi mur mutheo monot nopore

Aru etiya moi barista’t coffee khau

metamorphosis (assamese)

Purona kapur bur sijil kori thakute

Xeujiya sulatur jepor pora ulai poril duta pahora kotha

………………………………………………………………………………

Juwa bosor tumak log dhoribo jaute

Tumak hudhum buli

Kotha keita jepot xumai loi goisilu

---aru hei xondhiya

Tumi mur haat tumar haatot tuli loisila

Sokure, ukhahere…..

Bohutu kotha koisila

….jepor sukot pori thakil mur hudhibologiya kotha

……………………………………………………………………………..

Kintu aji mur haat mukoli

Heyehe khusori saisu purona sula

Hoi, hudhibo lagisil moi tumak tetiyai duta khub joruri kotha

Etiya xomoye bagor xolale

Hondhiya buru bur goi otiit’t bilin hol

Aru

Kotha dutar pora bhahi oha nistobdho gundho tuwe xokiyai dise

Je hihote mut holai jabotjibon proshno hoboloi xaju hoise.

uruka’r nixa

Khormorai uthise guteikhon

Akou ebaar sage lor maari gol

Tumar xuworoni mur xukan hridoyor uporedi

Ejaak botah aahe notun gaanor

Uruwai loi jai sutal’r tol xora xukan paat

(Ba hoitu mur xukan hridoy)

Akou lori aahe tumar xuworoni

Mur bukut guji thoi jai emuthi xukan xewali

Xewali phoolene uruka’r nixa?

Etukura junak

Etukura junak bukut xumai thuwa ase|

Tumi borokhi buwa mur bukut

Xei junak dhoribole|

Najana,

Aukhi nixa he ei junak’e dhora diye…

Poornima’r puhor goroki aha tumar mon

Andharot haat khepiyai more!!!

nostosondo

Eta xopun

Ekhon soli thoka relgari

Ne eta bogai fura kereluwa

Relgari'r tolot mur atmohotya

Ne mur bhorir gosok'ot kereluwar mrityu

.................................

Asolote bas adha piyola mod

Bau faalor pora saale adha bhorti

Xu faalor pora sale adha khali

Mut kotha hol...

Gutei khini bas adha piyola mod

Jiman nisa, ximanei xurtaranga

Nisa faatilei sob nostosondo

Gutei khini bas adha piyola mod

Asfalon

Asfalon

Prem dhow’r

Aji j Poornima’r junak!!!

………………………………………

Poornima’r rati osinaki nupur baaje

Poornima’r rati kobi’ye kobita likhe

Poornima’r rati pagole maatalami kore

Poornima’r rati prem’e pokha mele

security blanket

naxaaniba niyor'ot rong
thauk sun kisumaan bostu
prem, gaan ba kolpona'r hesa-thela'r pora 
olop duuroit ll
.......
niyor hoi thakok mathu niyor
dawor hoi thakok mathu dawor
akaakh khon hoi thakok mathun akaakh,
nalage poribo taat kobita'r saa
....
swopno neusi xaar paam jetiya
pau jen bisari eta dukmukali ratipuwa
kei tupal maan nispaap niyor*
ejaak umoli phura boga-neela dawor
aru ekhon xomoye subo nuwara notun akaakh




.................
(*niyor in d angaraag accent)

dhonyobaad tumak

prem'or logot bohu agor porai sinaki mur

eibaar he nijor logot sinaki holu

bhal lagil, okonmaan dukh'u laagil nijoke log pai

bhal lagil, khub bhal lagil, tumak log pai

dhonyobaad tumak,

mur onumoti loi mur hridoyot probekh kora babe !!!

a modern life

Oh the plight of a modern life!
i still fall in love, like a gal in the yesteryear
and my heart gets broken, like in the yesteryear
but i am a modern gal
i celebrate the sadness with a full bottle of wine, alone
and some puffs, white and grey
i stay awake the wide night
listening to sufi and pink
but the plight of a modern life!
morning i again put on my mascara, my fake smile and my best hair
and go to office and flirt with that asshole
the plight of a modern life !
he cracks a good joke, i laugh my fake laugh;
fake but classy and the right degree of sexy
i meet clients, shake their hands and ignore that half of them are stoned
(may be they too have broken hearts and have spent the night with the ghulams & jagjits),
lunch with my colleagues and bitch about my boss whom i actually like; she is very reasonable
Ignore my mother's call because i am supposed to be busy and  have no time for personal calls
( i am actually spending my time on his facebook wall, waiting for his new update)
And here its irrelevant but lemme tell you...
Actually, this whole episode is irrelevant
afterall this is a modern love
and the only thing relevant here is that
this is a modern life
where all relevants are highly irrelevants

khelimeli

aji prem mane mathun eta dhemali
duxaar misa kotha
eta misa haanhi
ejaak ujaagor raati
aaru xosa'r mukhamukhi nuhuwar
eta byertho-obyertho prostuti !

8 absurdities ( asssamese/english)

Noi’r dhowe dhowe eku ekuta suworoni -

Ejaak amul mul bidexi botah

Du kaap kofee

Ekhon benami sithi

Aru gosot likha bohutu daabi, protishruti, jaanoni

…………………………………..

Khorang botor’ot he mon’or aajori!

(title: national holiday)

.................................................

Aji jun’ot goi umolibo mon goise

Aaha, aami junoloi jau

Taate bohi e’peg e’peg vodka khaam

Aru gusi aahim prithibi’t

Maatal huar paasot prithivi (aru sangam vihar’u)

Thik jun tu jenei laage

.............................

Iman khong, raag, maan, obhimaan mur monot

Ajir pora aru nijor logot kotha napatu!

Okole nijor logot nobohu

Mon tut haat furai morom nokoru

Aabdar burok patta nidiu

Xopun buror xaathor nabhangu

Osijil khini sijil nokoru

….

Thaak jeneke ischa pori

Ajir pora aru nijor logot kotha napatu!

..........................

Xiit, boxonto, xorot ba grismo’r

Ifaale xifaale lukai

Aru eta botor aahe –

Premor botor!

Premor botor’ot premik premikai

Gosor paat’ot bohutu protishruti likhe

Baki bur botor’or engamur’it

Prem’or paat tol xore

 ..................................

Shadows creep by my dreams

Crawl through clumsy breathes,

Fumble through countless listless sleeps

And I await by the window

Knowing, sunlight will soon seep in

.......................

...................

Thik jun tur xomaan k

Aru thik brittakaarot

Tumak pahorisu

Omavoshyar rati tumaloi monot pore

……………………………..

Jun tur saaya jiman

Thik ximaan he tumi monot asa,

Brittakaarot

 .............................

Ek jala pao

Aur ek jala dil

Mil baithe hai do yaar

Aaj jamegi mehfil

...............

Jaaror dinot xopun bur gut mare

Thik jen etukura etukura borof -

Kothur, Nirob, nithor  II

Akou faagun aahe, tumi aaha

Akou borof goli nodi hoi

boi jai mur hridoyor xumaajedi…

Aru moi , prithibi ba Ketiyaba aami duwu

Dubi jau, uti jau ei faagun’r baanpani’t II

Saang ghorot tuli thoi diu

Aru eta faagun’r protikkha!

 ...........................

China marketor pora kina tumar rongin saati

Aru eta borkha’r  xondhiya

…….

Sati’r kesa ronga nila halodhiya rong,

Borokhune dhui nile…

(china market’r pora kom dami sati kinile enekuwai hoi)

Okon maan rong goi raamdhenu’t mili gol

Akaah’e aji xopun dekhise!

Aru okonmaan rong mur soku’r potat

Aji muru xopun rongin

Ronga nila halodhiya

Thik tumar sati tur dore

China marketor pora kina tumar rongin sati!

Aru mur rongin xopun…

Moi jen raj kapoor, tumi jen nargis

Aru amaar haatot

Ronga nila halodhiya eta rongin saati

Kaku (assamese)

Aji jun’ot goi umolibo mon goise

Aaha, aami junoloi jau

Taate bohi e’peg e’peg vodka khaam

Aru gusi aahim prithibi’t

Maatal huar paasot prithivi (aru sangam vihar’u)

Thik jun tu jenei laage

national Holiday (Assamese)

Bhor duporiya

Mohendra dotto’r sati

Aru eta kesa mon

……

Kola sati, gulapi mon

Aru ekhon rongin bojaar

…

Green house effect bor barhise

Seh!

Mon puri neela hol

Kola sati tu aru olop kola hoi jaap khai pori thakil!

 ......................................

Noi’r dhowe dhowe eku ekuta suworoni -

Ejaak amul mul bidexi botah

Du kaap kofee

Ekhon benami sithi

Aru gosot likha bohutu daabi, protishruti, jaanoni

…………………………………..

Khorang botor’ot he mon’or aajori!

winter of river

I was running with the wind

Happy, full of spirit, unmindful

And my heart was silently slipping away

Towards the winter of the river !

This sparrow always comes to my roof,

Half the time it sings its heart out

Half the time it sings my heart’s song

And all the songs together sail by

Towards the winter of the river !

The street fire that keeps the old warm at night

And the candle that the priest lights at the temple

(may be to show god his way, he too sometime falters, you know!)

Their light creeps away at the dark of the night

Towards the winter of the river !

And as the heart meets the song and the light

Spring blossoms, yes, spring blossoms,

Right amidst the winter of the river !

graduation goggles

I was on my way to meet an other poem

Wen I met u

Sitting by the river

Unfolding ur words,

As if,

Unfolding ur hair

…the tips of which touch the river

Sucking in its colour

Whatever the colour of water be!

But it anyways doesnot matter

Coz I hav never met a poem

Which remains true to its colour

When I met u

I m sure ur words were red

N now soaked in water

They so definitely seem violet!!!