Wednesday, November 30, 2011

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)

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

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 !!

Saturday, November 26, 2011

jhalak

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

Friday, November 25, 2011


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 ...

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

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.





Sunday, November 20, 2011

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

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Sunday, November 13, 2011

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)))

Saturday, November 12, 2011

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

Thursday, November 10, 2011

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

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

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

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

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....

Monday, November 7, 2011

Sunday, November 6, 2011

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)

Saturday, November 5, 2011

revenge

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

Friday, November 4, 2011

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 !

Thursday, November 3, 2011

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