Monday, November 15, 2010

Shiit..

Kacher jar e  shonali machch, morchey pora tram line e ghash fuul---
purono chador muri diye guti guti shiit dhukeche shohor e--

aram korey biri dhoriye shobey shukhtaan diyeche buro shit ta, pora niswas bhorey...
omni abohawa office janan dilo,
"kashmiri shawl wala eseche....purono biyer saree rod e debena?
...ebochor boimela e abar fish chop aar bhaar er cha!!!"

Thursday, November 4, 2010

chhuti

tor pash cherey uthey gechi koto bhorey.... ghum chokher patae meghla nostalgia rekhey gelam....r khujis na amae...ami ekhn hortuki gram periye chhutir deshey..o deshey shordi hoe na,jor o na..hoe sudhu mon kharaper nesha..dekh,tokey bhuley jawa ta besh sohoj ekhon!!!

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Kotha (Part II)

--jol namche pahar beye
--okey jhora bole, kichu janona tumi
--tor moto chhotfotey
--tumi bojho? kokhon ami chotfot kori?
--bah bujhbo na? tui to sobsomoy e chotfotey..
--kichu janona tumi..ami bristi peley chotfot kori, palate chai..
--ki j bolis…palabi keno? tui bhalo nei?
--tomar ek e bhabey bachtey bhalo lagey?
--onno rokom ki bhabey bachbo?
--palatey parley e to onno rokom!!...pahari megher moto hotath udhao
--khub hoeche, pa bhijche jol e…
--jhora..jol na, bollam na..
--ebar firtey hobey..bikel er flight e kolkata..
--ami firbo na, paliye esechi
--Pagli ekta..

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Shohor

Tear lane e bristir jol,
grey matter e monoxide
....amar chena shohor e urchey dana bhanga seagull!!!!

brickwork er edo goli
sunglass e kaalche shohor
....amar rajpoth e chhutche lagam heen ashwamedher ghora!!!

bishakto lungs e pora cigerette
footpath e ulongo raja
....amar paltano cityscape e themey royeche british shashoner kaalo pori!!!

Shohor...amar bhalo thakar roshod!!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

April Rain and my Red Umbrella

I wanted to flee
I had nothing but an April rain and a bright red umbrella for company
I took the skinny alley behind my house..
Through the garden of hanging bougainvillea..
I cared about my pink skirt..
I splashed as I stepped on a puddle...

I left my schoolbag back in the yard
A scary wind breathed my white ribbons far...
I lost my way as I passed by an old stable, I never saw before,
No horse in sight...
I cried, I was afraid, and the hills dint reply
My skirt was drenched, I felt so cold,
I had no one but an April rain and a bright red umbrella for company

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Kotha

-- tor chokh duto horini
-- takiye theko na, nesha dhorbey
-- garir kach tol, hawae chul urche tor
-- uruk, amar dana ache orar..
-- kotha bolbi bolli je...
-- tumi bujhbey na, boley labh nei
-- tor komor ta aro baak niyeche,
-- kopai er moto, tumi anekdin badey dekhcho amae
-- amar kache eshe bosh, ga gheshe
-- astey chalao gari, tomar shorir e ugro dhoyar gondho...
-- january mashe bristi, kolkatae boddo traffic..
-- tumi escapist....
-- tor shohor ta ke eto bhalo lagey keno bolto?
-- bristir chhaat asche amar mukhey, thot e...tumi kokhono bristi chhuyecho?
-- bolli na to keno bhalo lagey shohor ta?
-- dekho kemon bhijche ora bristi te..
-- ki j dekhis eshob bhulbhal
-- ami dekhina...shohor ta amae dekhe

Monday, February 1, 2010

Dinga

khejur patar chotto dinga
chollo bheshe tepantar...
misti rod er desh periye
oi bujhi or ekla ghor