Jhinuk

Shesh jebare October e
Giyechhilam Puri
Jhinuk kothay? Shebar kebol
Kuriyechhilam nuri

Ami tokhon nobom sreni
Ami tokhon boi
Benimadhob, Benimadhob
Tomar jhinuk koi?

Bochhor gachhe, doshok gachhe
Tobuo jhinuk khnuji
Amar moton tuio kothao
Jhinuk khnujish bujhi?

Jhinuk ra keu tokeo khnoje
Dine ebong raat e
Hoyto tara lukiye chhilo
Tor i opekkhate

Khnujto toke shomudre ar
Puri r baluchore
Ajke ora peyechhe khnuje
Onek diner pore

Onek jhinuk aj o amar
Kuriye newa baki
Ador kore tokeo jodi
Jhinuk bole daki?

Rag korbi? Korte parish
Mondo chhele bhebe
Puri r shagor, dheu tule she
Shob bhashiye debe.

Kobitar Khata

(Ei golper shob choritro shompurno kalponik. Kono bastob ghotonar shonge mil akantoi kaktaliyo o onichchhakrito)

Aj shokale amar kobitar khatata kemon odbhut bhabe hashchhilo. Ami to obak. "Ki re, hashchhish kano?" Jigyesh kortei aro bichchhiri bhabe heshe bollo "Tumi ajkal kirokokm jano shob kobita lekho." Ami to moha khappa! Amar kobita niye fajlami? Bollam "Oh, khub to kabyoroshik hoechhish dekhchhi. Kano, ki amon kharap amar kobitagulo?" O bollo "Oma, kharap kokhon bollam? Kharap noy to. Ei mane....ektu kamon jano." Shune ami aro rege gelam. Bollam "Tai bujhi? Ta kamon shuni ektu?" O bollo "Nijei pore nao na. Tomar lekha dosh bochhor agekar kobitagulo o to roechhe."

Ami kichhuta birokto hoei porte arombho korlam. Shei class 7 theke ei khatatay kobita likhchhi. Oshob porte ki ar akhon bhalolage? Nehati shishushulobh, boka-boka, opotu haater koekta okkhorke pashapashi boshiye kobita korar cheshta hoechhe.

Kintu porte gie kamon jano akta laglo. Eigulo ki shotti amar lekha? Hater lekha ta to hubohu akrokom. Kintu ei shobdogulo? Ei chhondo? Egulo shob ki shotyi amar? Ar chokhe takiye dekhlam khatata mukh tipe hashchhe. Ami na dakhar bhan kore pore chollam. Kintu porbo ki? Proti line ei je chomke uthchhi! Eishob akshomoy ami i bhabtam? Ei ami i? Mone korbar cheshta korlam. Shesh kobe eibhabe bhebechhi? Mone porlo na.

Fer khatar dike chokh feralam. Totokkhone pata oltate oltate class 12 perie first year e pouchhe gechhi. Kintu tokhono ki jhokjhoke chhondo! Ki chonmone obhibyakti! Ki ulloshito gotibeg! Nijeri ashchorjo lage.

Khatata totokkhone heshe pray goriye pore. Ami ektu oprostut hoe bollam "Ai shon na...mane tui ki....mane eta ki tui onekdin dhorei...." O bollo "Ami to goto du bochhor dhore tomake ishara korchhi, tumi takabar nam i koro na". Ami bollam "Achha, eta kano hochhe bol to? Mane tor ki mone hoy?"

Eta shune o akebare ho ho kore heshe uthlo. Bollo "Tumi to achchha gobet! Amar mone hobe koththeke? Khatar ki mon thake? Ami to shudhui smriti". Ami bollam "Ta dutor modhye parthokyo ta ki shuni?" O bollo "Oitai to tomar dosh. Moner duto ongsho thake. Akta ongsho thake otite, take bole smriti. Arekta thake bhobishhote, tar nam asha. Tumi to akta ke niei mete thako".

Shune amon raag holo je khatatake tule chhure fellam matite. Dosh pochhorer purono khata. Patagulo khule berie elo. Class 8 er kobita gulo haway urte laglo. 11 er kobita gulo chhorie galo khaater tolay. Ar mashkhanek agekar dhushor, rongchota kobita gulo pant er dhulo jhere hashte hashte amake bollo "Bhoy nei. Ora ure geleo, amra tomar shongei thakbo".

Kuntala Di r jonno

Tomar moto boka aro onek
Tomar moto shahosh tader nei
Ei kobita porbe na onekei

Shonar cheye porosh pathor dami
Bajare tar bikroymulyo?
Hoyto she-i tomar shomotulyo

Je desh e akhono godhulir daam achhe
Shei desh oi ghumay tomar buk e
New York theke Kolkata obhimukhe

Shara mash dhore shunchhi boss er buli
Masher sheshe melachhi checkbook
Shob mile jay bechara ujbuk

Shob mile jay, haate thake pencil
Du-char chhotro kagoj shonge tar
Bari ferbar daak ei kobitar.

Amra jara ondhokare hatre berai niyom
Bipodkale equation khuji
Tader kotha likhte boshe abeg kothay pai
Roilo haat e statistical pnuji

Ora jokhon class er majhe janla diye lafay
Dhorbe bole bhnokkatta ghuri
Amra tokhon dupurbelar homework e thasha
Bikelbela hoyto ba jhalmuri

Amar bikel chhotar shomoy hobei hobe shesh
Share chhotay "Jonmobhumi" shuru
Aj kal ar porshu shobi shomudrotei meshe
Beach er dhare jhinuk, pora churut

Oder bikel raat periye bhorer dike dhaay
Konodin ba majhratrei shesh
Obak raat e tara ra akashe mitimiti chokhe chaay
Oder bikel shonar horin besh

Amra jara prem korechhi deyalghori r shathe
Kobji jader janan die jaay
Shaara shokal bhabchhi boshe oder kamon kore
Shaat second e bochhor ghure jaay

"Aashchhe bochhor hoyei jabe" ashay thake jara
Tader ashay upodesher gnuro
Abegprobon joubone tar shabek-probon buli
Ei kobita nehaat arek buro

Dead man's profile

(A childhood friend of mine passed away last month. His 8 year long fight against Blood Cancer came to a halt on 12th November, 2009.

Today I was casually going about orkut, when I accidentally went to his profile. It sent a cold wave down my spine to feel that the profile I was visiting belongs (or is it "belonged"?) to a person who is there no more!

The next few lines are dedicated to Anirban Chanda, my friend since class 7).


His "About Me" is still there
He says he "loves to enjoy every moment
that comes in life---who knows kal ho na ho".
What did he mean when he wrote this?

Anirban, do you know I am visiting your profile?
Can you see my scrap?
Can you still read English alphabets?
Do you remember any of the languages?

I always wondered why your profile pic
Has Hrithik Roshan when you are such a big SRK fan
I always thought I would ask you
Do you think I was a bit too late?

I don't know what he thinks
I don't know whether he thinks at all
I guess I should stop thinking
And think beyond the thoughts.

Shorkar

Ami tomar nirbachito shorkar noi
Tomar kachhe amar kono daybodhhota nei

Amar neeti achhe, koushol achhe
Achhe lorai
Amaro dabidawa achhe
Nei shudhu potakar chhap.

Ami tomar shashok o noi, birodhio na
Tomar shomorthon ba birodhita
Aki mudrar epith-opith
(Du'pith ei mudrar maan shoman)

Amaro obhimaan achhe, gonorosh achhe
Rastajora bikkhobh
Achhe kushoputtolika daho
Tobe sheta tomar putul noy

Putul der nirbachoni shobhay
Tomar vote ki shomoy-shocheton?

Welcome, Scientist!

(The following lines were inspired by a teacher of mine who, while explaining some experimental observations, told us in class “There need not be a reason for everything”)

“Why is it so?” you ask

To your father, and then to your tutor

To your high school teacher

To the professor, and his research associate

And to the guest lecturer from Harvard

Finally, convinced that

The question has not been answered

You ask the molecule itself

Through your own innovative mind

And sincere, hard work.

Have you found your answer, scientist?

Or have you lost them all?

You have asked so many people

And would keep doing so

But have if you ever asked yourself?

Maybe you have? Maybe unknowingly?

Maybe you answered already?

Maybe your equations feel betrayed?

Maybe your apparatus scorn at you?

“Everything need not have a reason”!

Welcome scientist! Welcome to the world

Where lightning strikes because it does

Where sky is blue because it looks beautiful

Where lovers kiss even before realizing

Where people die in excellent health

Where you read this junk, because you want to…..

Makorsha

Amar deyal e makorsha hnate
Jal fale, machhi dhore
Pet bhore kheye nay
Tarpor ar jani na
Or khawa shesh hobar agei ami ghumiye pori.

Amar bichhanay makorsha hnate
Balishe, chadore, amonki lep er tolay
Shojyashongi hishebe kamon?
Ta bolte parbo na
"O bari ferar agei ami ghumiye pori."

Amar prem e makorsha hnate
Jal fale, chardik jal diye ghere
Hnash fnash kore othe
Kintu prem hoy na
Jal chhnerar agei ami ghumiye pori......

Gotokal Brishti Nemechhilo

Gotokal brishti nemechhilo.
Porishkar bojha jachhe, nemechhilo.
Rasta bheja, baranda bheja
Shnoda gondhe chardik mo' mo'.
Aj jodio chora rod uthechhe
Kintu gotokal brishti nemechhilo.

Aj shudurshomproshari shunil akash dekhe mone hochhe
Konodin kothao brishti hoyni.
Shamne jotodur dakha jay
Digontobistrito alo jholmol.
Hoyto ar konodin brishti nambe na
Kintu gotokal brishti nemechhilo.

Shotyi bolte ki, thik mone porchhe na.
Megh dekechhilo? Jhor uthechhilo?
Bojrobidyut? Gachher patay patay
Brishti porar shobdo shona gechhilo?
Kichchhu mone nei. Shudhu mone porchhe
Gotokal brishti nemechhilo.

Tumi mante na chaileo, nemechhilo.
Chardike takiye dakho.
Rasta bheja, baranda bheja
Balishta porjonto bhije gachhe.
Kisher jol e, ta oboshyo jana hoyni
Kintu gotokal brishti nemechhilo.

Saraswati Puja

Goto dosh bochhore amar Saraswati Pujo khub akta paltayni.
Shei onek kosrot kore ebong onek asha niye
Dhuti-Panjabi pore shokal shokal onjoli dite jawa.
Shei shokal theke aste aste bikel hoye jawa.

Chardike takiye dakha, mondope koto lok
Ashchhe, jachhe, proshad khachhe. Khub hoi hoi korchhe.
Ar ami akkone chup chap dariye achhi,
Kichhu akta hobe, shei ashay.

Oboshyo konobari kichhu hoyna.
Ami shudhu opekkha korte thaki.
Tarpor khide peye gele fire ashi.
Ar bhabte thaki, amon durbhagyo ar kojoner hoy.

Ebareo thik tai i holo.
Goto ak doshok dhore ja hoye ashchhe.
Atotuku edik-odik nei.
Shudhu akta tofat........

Ei prothom keu shondhebela phone kore bollo,
"Toke to dekhlam na, kothay chhili?
Oto taratari chole eli? Aka lagchhilo?
Ishhhh, khub kharap lagchhe re"

Oboshyo taate kore amar kichhu jay ashe na.
Amar obostha atotuku paltay na.
Shudhu ami phone ta rekhe bhabte thaki
Amon shoubhagyo ar kojoner hoy.............

Robibar er Kobita

Robibar er shokal bela chhondo ashe
Roder moto. Thikre pore mather ghashe.
Railing peroy, amar ghorer barandate
Muchki heshe chupi chupi haat ta pate.

Hoyto ami ghumiye thaki. Kokhono o ba
Nanan kaj e byasto thaki. Ratri Diba
Chhondo bihin chhondo gulo r dbondo niye
Bondho ghorei din kete jay. Gunguniye

Bhromor jodi esheo pore hothat kore
Barandatei dnariye thake railing dhore.
Railing ghera baranda tar akta kone
Bikelbelar rod chole jay apon mone

Jay na bole. Man-obhiman cholbe khela
Tokhono o ami ghumiye thaki. Bikelbela
Rod chole jay jak na, amar ki jay ashe?
Shondhebela shondhe naame ghorer pashe

Tatei ba ki? Amar ghorer bondho hawa.
Koto robbar barandater hoyni jawa
Eshob proshno shombar din korte mana
Shom-shukro akshathe shob line tana.

Du ak line likhte gele chhondo ashe
Robibarer shokalbela. Halka bhashe
Chhondo gulor gondho makha oi hawate.
Railing peroy amar ghorer barandate..

Krishnokoli-----Amar prothom prem

Prothom alap pnach bochhore, barir theke dure.
Prothom barei laglo bhalo, misti gaan er shure.
Boishomyer shikar howa shei meyetar shathe
Alap ta besh uthlo jome mamabarir chhat e.

Kishor kaler prothom belay brishti jokhon elo
Kemon kore hothat jano abar dakha holo.
Megher daak er protidhboni konthete tar shuni
Abar kobe dakha hobe, shei bhebe din guni.

Borshakal e shyamla meghe shondhye ashe neme
Prem kare koy thik jani na, tao porlam prem e.
Puber haoya lagle mon e, hothat lage bhalo
Elochul e jhor khale tar, chokh ta kajol kalo.

Hoyto jokhon shondhye ashe, shurjo name paet e,
Hoyto aaj o choray goru Moynapara r math e.
Moynapara y borsha jokhon nambe tomalbon e
Hoyto tokhon amar kotha bhabbe mone mone......

Hothat Cricket er jonno

(Ak somoy chutiye Cricket kheltam paray. Se sob bohukaal er kotha. Pnach bochhor por hothat akdin bat haate neme pore kamon laglo, seta niei ei kobita)


Sheet er shokal thikre pore kochi shobuj ghashe
Dhulo jome-jawa cricket bat ta dushtu-mishti hashe.
Kambis ball lafiye beray chhutir shokalbela.
Chhutir shokal, chhutir amej, chhutir diner khela.

Cricket mane buker majhe togbogiye ghora.
Cricket mane pokkhirajer lagam dhore ora.
Boyesh namok Greig Chappel er mukhe chhure kada
Jor kodome baish goj e fire elen Dada.

Rokto hoye uthchhe kamon gorom arekbar
Pnach bochhorer onobhyeshke Square Drive e chaar.
Run ta jotoi baarte thake, boyes totoi kome.
Chhutir diner mojar khela darun gachhe jome.

Komor bhangte pither kachhe tontoniye othe?
Tuchchho eshob "silly" point der patta di na mote.
Chaliye kheli. Ki ar korbe close-in fielder e?
Pither byatha nokh khachchhe boundary r dhare.

Khelar niyom mante hobei, limited over.
Hnaap dhora buk janiye dichhe innings declare.
Khelar sheshe jama khule niye dhboja oranor shwad
Chiniyechho tumi, Cricket tomake janai dhonnobad..

1st January, 2008

Esho roddur jholmol kora shokalbela.
Esho charidik ghasher opor alor khela.
Bigoto raat er ondhokarke bhuliye diye
Esho he shokal notun diner bhabna niye.

Gachher dale, patar fake shokal esho.
Janlar kache mukhta rekhe muchki hesho.
Kalke raater bondho kora sharshitate
Alor prolep lagiye jao he nijer haate.

Raat er pore raat ketechhe emni kore.
Raater shesheo bhor hoyni amar tore.
Raat-jaga je bondhu, akhon amar kole
Ghum gachhe she. Bhorer alo dekhbe bole.

Bhorer akash esho notuner gondho mekhe.
Ghum-bhanga chokh uthuk bhore tomay dekhe.
Furiye jawa dinguloke bhuliye diye
Esho he shokal, notun kono o bhabna niye..

Ami, ar amar average...

Akdike chora pahar, onyodike gobhir khad
Majhkhane ekebeke chole gachhe poth
Rescue party name khade, porbotarohi pahare chore
Ar majhkhaner pitch dhala rasta dhore
Chole amar gadhay tana roth.

Bharoter akattor shotangsho lok ja kore, amio tai kori
Churashi shotangsho ja bhabe, amio tai
Amonki, tiranobboi shotangsher nijer sombondhe ja dharona,
Amio shei dharonai akre dhori
Majority r bichhanay sanonde goragori.

Gadhar paal e naam likhiyei joto tej
Gadhay tana rothgulo chole
Amar moto guchho average
Ghorar keshor, gorur shing, horiner chamra
Kichhui nei. Nijer bolte ami, ar amar average..

7th December, 2006

Gone are the days of love and care
Time now for gall, and mistrust
All I mean is sweet memories
All I deserve is your disgust.

Don’t know who or what to trust
Can’t say revelations from canard
In your heart I breed contempt
In your eyes I’m a bastard.

The same eyes which had once made me
Richer than the richest knight
Those which taught me how to love
Does now on me cast a blight.

The warmth, the comfort, are of the past
The smile you give unmistakably fake
And the smile I give back is
Simply for the old time’s sake.

Smile, and old time, both are gone
Gone for good (I wonder whose?)
Which way doth we take to hence
Are for you and me to choose……

Stobdhotar Protidhboni...

(Arya, eta tor jonno)

Prithibir loke boro beshi kotha bole
Kothay boshe, kothay Daray
Kotha diyei poth chole
Aki kotha bole shomoy noshto
Kothao noshto
Kothar khei pothobhroshto
Bipothgami kothagulo omorjaday obhimani
Kotha thamie, klanto jubok oi shunchhe
Stobdhotar protidhboni.

Ohetuk shobdo khorocher obhyesh khub baje
Golar shobdo, cholar shobdo
Shobdo kaje-okaje
Atoi shobde mon jhalapala
Jiboenr opor
Shobder chador dhala
Chador shoriye, dak diye ghum-bhangani
Jagroto torun shunchhe, shonachhe
Stobdhotar protidhboni..

Aka...

Boddo ki aka-aka lage?
Jokhon Robibbar ghum theke uthe mone pore
Ajke class nei?
Othoba jokhon
Poronto bikeler rod e
Bhenge jay dupur er ghum?
Kimba jokhon
Coffee r gondho makha dhoyna
Khnocha mare nasharondhre?

Jokhon keu online thakena
Tokhon khub akla lage
Jokhon tomar phone ashe
Tokhono khub akla lage
Jokhon bus ta shohor chhere mofoshhol er rasta dhore
Tokhon bhishon aka-aka lage

Class shesh hoye gele
Jhorjhore cycle chepe
Fire ashi hostel e
Shondhebela library r shamne
Haat dhore golpo kara kore
Tader ami chini na
Ami library theke beriei fire ashi
(Oi, ak i cycle chore)

Cycle thamale khub aka-aka lage.

Biday, Premik...

(ei kobita ta ami amar soddoproyato premik shotta ke utshorgo korchhi)



Security Check hoye gachhe. Luggage chole gachhe agei.
Last And Final Call o hoye gachhe besh koekbar.
Aerobridge er sirir dike egobar age
Sei mohomoy hashita heshe tumi bolchho
"Mukh bhar kano? Abar to dakha hobe"

Se ar notun kotha ki!
Cancer er rugi keo daktar bole "Apni shere uthben"
Innings e hara captain bole "Amra druto unnoti korbo"
Pujo r age abohawa doptor meghmukto porishkar akasher shopno dakhay
Shopno dakhar rog ta Cancer er cheyeo marattok.

Hoyto shotti abar dakha hobe.
Hoyto shedino tomar chul amoni elomelo thakbe
Hoyto tokhono tomar tin din er na-kamano dari
Aki rokom ussrinkhol thakbe
Kimba hoyto...................

Ei shobi bodh hoy jiboner niyom, tai na?
Ei je tomar flight ta matro du ghonta late korlo
Ar akhon je du ghonta bade shotti chharchhe, etao.
Ei je kichhukkhon bade tumi ei shohorer maya katie uthbe
Etao niyom? Amra shobai ato niyom mani?


Thik korechhi, kal theke ar premer kobita likhbo na
Tar cheye borong namta mukhosto korbo.
Ar amar kobitar khatatake
Jotno kore rekhe debo dandiker drawyer ta te
Bola to jay na, jodi shotti abar dakha hoye jay........

Amar Jibon.....

Jibon amar shaban-kacha rongin kapor.
Rong uthe jay, shukno mukhe hashchhe dhushor.
Jamar hatay daag felechhe chaye garam.
Chhnakar daago lukiye rakhe lojja-shorom.
Lojja pabar jonmadhikar shobar achhe
Lojja pabo, lojja paboi shobar kachhe.
Lukiye theke rakhbo dheke moner daag o
Mukh lukiye paliye jabo, jorse bhaago.

Knadher kachhe jachhe chhnire jamar shelai
Dorji kothay? Dorji kothay! Bhabna melai
Tinte botam hariye gachhe kobei jano
Kothay galo keu janena, janbe kano?
Janajanir kobei to shesh hoyechhe pala
Janbo na, tai chokheo thuli, kaneo tala.
Mahatmajir bnadorguloi roechhe shukhe
Bnador hole thaktam aj hashyomukhe.

Jibon amar moyla kapor, uthchhe rnoya
Lagchhe tate akgheyemir alto chhnoya.
Ashchhe shokal, jachhe bikel, shondhe koto
Ashchhe-jachhe shobkichuhi to je jar moto.
Bod-obhyasher boshei jano cholchhi pothe
Ghurchhi, firchhi, ghumiye porchhi cholti gote.
Uthchhi, boshchhi, chumuk dichhi gorom chaye
Shotoh chhinno jamatakei porchhi gaye