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

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Khorang botor’ot he mon’or aajori!

(title: national holiday)

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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

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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!

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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

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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

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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

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Ek jala pao

Aur ek jala dil

Mil baithe hai do yaar

Aaj jamegi mehfil

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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!

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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!

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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

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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!!!