Sunday, March 6, 2011


Ogo Shuncho...

Pasher barir Khogen Mittir thikana chaichilen...
Amar thikana, tomar na. Bhabcho thatta korchi? O maa! Ta keno hote jabe? Oi je shedin jaam bagane amar kena momer putul tumi jaliye dile... Shedin jedin tomar thoter ghaye megh cheere brishti anle, shedin'i toh gorbo kore chokh rangiye bolechile, 'bhule jao'. Ami nimeshe bhule gechilam. Tomar dewa adhpora chaand ar oi neel ronger shareeta, kichui ar nei. Na, cchhire felini, tate je tomar maan boddo bere jeto... Daan kore diyechi, oi shushomar meye anita ke. Ar oi adh peyala chokher jol ar du kouto kajol ekhono mekhe rekhechi... tomaye bhalobeshe na, ghrina bhore.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Amra


Proshno:

Toke chara dingulo elomelo jolo jolo
Kholo dwar kholo,bhetore ashi
Jotoi bhuru kuchke takak kajer mashi,
Ami beporoa kenona toke chara amar bulb fuse
Confuse,star anande faltu news,tui nei...
Shei kobe theke adhkhechra toke pawa
Faka mathe khela dekhte jawa,pocket faka.

Janish bhalobashi toke,kotota bolbo na,
Shudhu toke na pele jabo morey,
Pati ojuhat dhore,tokhon ki korbi?


Uttor:

Tokhon chot pot bag guchiye,soja train dhore-
Shesh train dhore, haathe dhulo niye tor pocket debo bhore.
Ar kichuta ghum chokhe sokaler shob khobor gulo
Kaaner duul kore tor kholar opekhyay roibo; chul elomelo
Ar chokhe kajol, ami tui mishbo abar, abar, abar... dhuloye!

Monday, January 11, 2010


Borof kata ondhokar meru poth'e hothat darchini aagun er shondhaan pelam...
tumi...
Khanikta elomelo chul amar chokher kon theke shoriye bolle 'esho'.
Obak noyone ami tokhon shudhu cheye achi, tomar hashi jeno dhore na; amar bhoy dekhe ektu kothin korei jeno bolle 'ki holo? esho?'
Praaner khoje egiye chollam tomar hath dhore...
Amar thoter opor angul rekhe bolle 'parbe'?
Ami tokhono obak netre cheye achi... tomar thot amar thot er opor...Amar charipashe surjo uthlo!
Praan daan korechile shedin, tarpor chole gechile... hoyto aro onyo kauke praaner shondhaan dite...
Ondhokarer majhe shudhu tomar chokh dekhechilam... amar bhetore tokhon tumi aaguner notun dwar khulecho...
Borofer kole amar du fota rokto dekhle na je...!? Amar aagun nebhale na je... !

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

The Last Letter



I conquered the oceans,
I conqured the sky,
I slept on the pavement,
And watched the night creep by.

I waited for you to appear,
I waited for you to claim,
I waited for you to tell me:
'Baby, I love you again and again and again!'

And since all that is gone,
And all those were dreams in vain,
I will move forth now,
With my little bundle of pain!

Keep well and stay hAPI forever my dear, cos you are the best then!

Friday, July 10, 2009

My li'l fairy...


Your mother has grown old my child,
She as a little limp, and blindness mild.

She has unmatched dreams and a broken heart,
And a whole lot of tears wheeled in a cart...

The day you were born little dear,
Your father sat there with a can of beer;

While your mother screamed with fear and winced in pain,
He was oblivious like a fish in the rain!

When she saw you amidst the smoke and the blood,
She kissed your tiny head, tears ran in flood.

You grew a little, barely managed to talk,
Your mother held you, helped you walk.

He still had a pipe to smoke, and a can of beer,
An empty pocket, a bare heart and a mouthfull of sneer.

Your mother fought and fought hard but well,
She soiled the clothes,drew her blood as her fingers swelled.

You continued to grow but her dreams not,
The tears fell,the breath gave away but she tried a lot.

You grew up with all the realisation of growth,
The hands ran,the body shrank,the world swayed back and forth.

Days passed and nights grew longer,
You waited for the grim but that made you stronger.

One day when he was having beer, you came near,
You showed him the black holes and your tears.

It didn't matter to him, the beer was still on
The next day broke in red, but you were gone!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

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Remember the shell I gifted? I had lied then, It was not from the 'chai-wala' from opposite the beach that I had bought it from... I had dived into the blue ocean to claim my prize!

I did not tell you then because would be unhappy thinking of what I risked. I did not want to see the bothered frown in your merry stare.

I could not tell you later... I did not want to feel tears bite my eyes when I saw how least bothered you were even after realising what I had lost!

The shell had fine red lines which then symbolised love... the lines look thicker now, they look full of blood.

I can taste the blood everytime you talk, everytime you look away, everytime you make love.

I can then feel your empty heart...

I had returned to the beach the other day. I tried diving back to the blue ocean, but the filth obstructed my desire. I perhaps desired less this time. I returned, only to feel my empty heart miss a beat... One, two, three, uncountable, numerous.

And just before I closed my eyes I saw you beckon me with the same merry stare, the gentle love, the undying care...

Alas! I never woke again!

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Jachetai lekha!

Rajamoshai,
Tumi jedin prothom bolechile 'Bishyash koro', ami bujhechilam tumi mithye bolo... bujhechilam bote, kintu mani ni!
Ar jedin prothom chumbon kore bolechile 'Bhalo laage', ami jantam tar daam tumi bojhoni.
Shedin jokhon rakhal cheler baanshir kotha bolte tumi bolle, 'Gaan gao', amar ar shondeho roye ni, ami bujechilam baanshi bhenge gache.
Tobuo ekla ghore boshe tomar kache kede uthe bolechi 'Bhalobashi'... Tumi heshechile, mathaye hath buliyechile thik'i, tobe shey shudhu koruna korei... bhalobashar protidaan e korunai ki amar shothik paona?
Jedin bikele dhulo jhor uthlo, amar mathar achol khoshe porechilo, shithir majhe uki merechilo neel rokto bindu... shey je tomari ongsho tumi ajo manoni...
Shojhyer khomota amar borabori kom, tai shei khomotaye prayoshoi taan dhhore. Ajo dhoreche, chirokal dhorbe. Amar modhye je tuku tomake dewar chilo dewa hoye gache. Jani tomar oi olpo chahidao metate shokyom hoini! Tobe ki jano? Cheshta korechi...
Shukhi ami khub hoyechi tomar kache theke, kintu shukher obhyesh amar konokalei hoyni. Shutorang shukher proyojon bodh korina. Tobe shob shukh baksho bhorti kore hridoyer majhe lukiye rakhlam. Eder ami niye chollam. Era ar karo achol er shondhaan pak ta ami chaina!
Jeebon cholay bohu notun manush milbe, bohu purono manushkeo bidaye janabe. Amaye jodi konodin mone pore ami ashbo... raater shopner ektu ongsho hoye.
Totodiner jonye... Bidaaye.
Iti,
Tomar Nishyota~