ujagori jaatri

mon’or bhaajot

duta  xopun

et kali raati niyor’ot tita

eta kali raati sokupaani’t xemeka

-

xopun, sokupani, niyor

aaru moi

xokolu aami  ujagori raat’ir jaatri

-         - -  beli’r bhumuki’t tuponi jau

raati’r puhor’ot deuka kubaau

translation - bokul

where you left me that day

in that spot a cherry blossom blooms now

now I gather everyday the blossoms of your love

now there is a warm, enslaving pain everyday in my heart

bokul

tumi muk eri thoi juwa khini’t
etiya edaal bokul’r gos
aru tumar premor’r bokul butoli butoli
etiya bukur baufale eta umaal, ragiyaal bikh 

memories

sometime,
as i walk on the fallen leaves of dry winter
the whole backyard crackles with old conversations, old memories
of laughters, tears, tussles, this and that and many

…

as i return back

i pick up some of them from the air
and carry them with me as forgotten whispers

(whispers, hoarse with rheumatism of time)

---

at such time,

as if by magic,

i always find love limping beside me

---

someone once had said

whenever we think of love

there always starts a magic in the air

aadatein

yu toh aadatein bohot si hai

jaise tera yaad aana

jaise tera paas na hona

jaise raat bhar neend na aana

jaise tera ehsaaso ka aana jaana

yu to aadatein bohot si hai

bas teri kami ki aadat na ho saki !

tumble

as we dip our feet
in this deep ocean 
of all thing bad and worse
we keep our eyes upward
towards the sky of hope.
--
and so on the path below
we tumble and fall
and drown
in this deep ocean 
of all things bad and worse

like the rain

like the rain, you
do not keep your promise
i see the cloud and set
out with the umbrella
only to open it
against the sun
i hear you coming,
i open the door
i find a letter at the
step, saying you will not come 
again
i close the umbrella
i close the door
...
like the rain, next time
come unanounced

tumar haatot

ejauli haahi
emuthi mitha xopun
paahi kumoliya akhaa hepaah
aaru faku rongiya elaani aabeli
tuli dim tumar haatot !

hope

sometime
you silently slip away
as love remains sleeping, dreaming 
sometime
you refuse to go away
till love wakes up with a smile

draft

you silently slip away
as love remains sleeping, dreaming

women's day

on this women's day

lets talk of her father, brother, son

friend, partner, husband

how nice they are

how sad they are

how jolly, how angry they are

and love them a little in return,

and love them a little out of turn

after all, what is a woman

if not impulsive and modern

if not irrelevant and ...

love

endurance -

patience -

dusk -

serenity -

love

kit kit

mej'or xekh deraaz'or sukot aaji bisaari paisu

etukur sok pencil

last period'ot hoitu blackboard'r tolor pora butoli aanisilu

baa kunu eta tiffin break'ot hoitu aami dutai sur korisilu

aadha tukur toi, aadha tukur moi raakhisilu

---

aaji

mur maaj mojiiyaa't

ei sok daal'ere aakisu

eta daangor gul britto

baahirot prithibi

bhitorot moi

---

xomoye jen kheli aase

aakou porha xaali'r dinor puroni khel

e'thengo't jopiyai furise kori kit kit

baare baare xomoy'or bhori pori mosi goise britto'r aas

aaru ei faak bure re

laahe laahe prithibi khon xumaai aahise

aaguri dhorise muk

--

moi home work nokora lora'r dore

desk'r tolot mur xumaai lukabo khujisu

--

e'thengo't jopiyaai aase xomoi

kit-kit-kit-kit

pawned

she pawned her heart
for food
for her hungry child
--
that night
only the pawn broker cried
--
no one can be happy with a broken heart

xondhiya

edin ..

pisol xopunot theka khai

tumar eta junaki xondhiya

xuloki porisil mur haatot

...

xei xondhiya joluwa xeujiya saaki

aajiu tirbir tuloxi'r tolot

draft

i wil howl like an owl and hoot like a wolf

i know

and i know thats not how you expect me to be

but i like it that way, so that it will be