Pujor Rong Holud!

Jai hok ebarer pujor rong naki Holud......Mejoma ekkhana holud ronger salwar kameez pathiyechen shokal belai.....

Ghum theke uthe gechilum hant tey jake bole bangalir morning walk...orthat ager dine roshiye khawar shokal shokal khesharot ditey.....mane ek orthey papokkhoy.....baritey eshei janlum prapti jog ghoteche....khub je darun shukhomoy ta noy kintu prapti.....ekebarei holud!!!

Emnitei shorkari shobkichui holud.....taxi holud, bus holud, school bus gulo obosshoi holud, rastaar notun namkoron holud, file holud, emonki rastaa khora hocche 'danger'  sign gulou holud....tar moddhe abar amar jamatao holud!!! Baba!!!!

Bongololona jokhon gayer rongtio majaa.....kothay bole ujjal shyamborna....manei kalor epaash r opaash....jhai hok kopale holud!!!....

Amader deshe shorkarer upore raag shobar....alo nei shorkarer dosh...jol nei shorkar doshi...rastaa one way shorkar je ki korche...manholer dhakna niye lok paliye jay shorkar dayi....chandaa uthche na tao shorkarer dosh....mushkil holo giye amar holud jama jodi shorkari upakhyan diye pujoy amay jonogon atke rekhe dholai dey holud aro holud hoye jabe!!!

Vishwakarma "Mai" Ki Jai!

Shokal thekei darun brishti.....kaday bhore geche shob jayga.....shob rastai municipality aar doyay ekhon Uday Shonkor Soroni hoye dariyeche....hatur betha ,komorer betha ,ghare betha, bus e chorle haate betha, gunto khele abar bukeo betha..."aah !!! Ektu dekhe chalao na bhai"....."Kichur korar nei dada rastaa kharap didi ke bolun"....Bojho!!.....

Jai hok ei betha brishti thaka shotteo'  Bissokorma mai ki jay' !!!!
 Bole ki ??? ....Vishwakarma mai???? Aar na to ki???

 Garage bondho shokal thekei pet ey amritorosh....bissokorma mai ki jay! !!!
"Uff!! Ei bristi badlaa te tyre ta gelo...ektu dekhe dao na bhai"....."Ki je bolen kaku aaj je bissokorma pujo...sob bondho"!

Mike e cholche jhinku gaan taar shonge shobai taalmataal.....mangshor dokane darun bhir....bissokorma mai ki jai.....garager dada der pawa jacchena shokal thekei....boudi ra shokal thekei hebbi besto.....purut der powa baro...ek to jotro totro pujo tao abar dada der mon furtir praan gorer maath...

Bole mon bhalo hole shobai tokhon dil doriya....
" Daduke aaj ek packet mishti beshi dish"....eksho takar jaygay dusho beriye geleo aaj hisheb nei.....ginni daant kormor korleo...."Ke boleche bhul kore diyechi?? Besh korechi beshi diyechi ......bochore last pujo bissokorma mai ki jai!!"

An Absence In A Chaos.......(essay)

 I shall be incorporating my bengali scribbles all written in English for all my friends and especially those who cannot read Bangla yet can speak and understand.


"Jhoro jhoro borishe Bari dhara
 Hai pothobashi....Hai gotiheeno.....Hai grihohara" 

It's been raining since three days now......What started as a surprise shower...Brought back the losing spring chill into the air.....While young and old argued global warming over steaming mud cups of tea and bakery biscuits.....Some simply resorted to the thrill of the wicked shiver of the down pour.

While the boshonto Utsav being right around the corner....Children gearing up with the latest spray guns and Gariahat selling all the variable colours to add the galore of the much awaited Holi.....The rain remains totally unaccounted for.....Yet people seem glad.....The deities recieving happy whole hearted head bows and prayers for the chills to last a little longer before the blasting summer turns the big bad goon and talk of the town.

It pours......and pours..... the​ clinking rain drops against the windows....The gushes on the road ......The shed curtains of water making visibility a difficult proposition .....the droplets ensuring cabbies dare loose their concentration while playing merrily on the windshield " I make u sit on the edge" game.

Looking out the window the drops against the pane making various shapes of spiders....Sliding against another to form a letter......Slipping to join make an animal.....Unmindful made me hum the lines.

A face makes a happy appearance and leaves with every blaring headlight illuminating the droplets into shining trinkets......A dazzle and gone!!!....Again the face among the faded darkness half lit, smiling....."kemon acho"....A wicked taunting smirk that gorges into a throaty giggle.

Sitting here by the window.....Still recovering from the cold feet that the dirty cold water happily gulfed into my shoes....A steaming cup of tea.....Such a contrast against the pouring coolness against the steaming aromatic waves.....Each daring the other from the either side of the window glass....Then both suddenly conspiring to bring my favorite memory back.....".Ki go chokotti".....and the throaty giggle......I smile aimlessly sipping on the steaming cup.....Embracing myself in an absent hug....Against a warm pot belly....."boroder bhurite haat dite nei"......I laugh this time.....Blowing much steam altogether over the cup to form a cloud in the rain cleared glass......An unmindful finger simply scribbled childishly....."miss you......"

Closer

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Showers hit the pane high and low....
The clinking patters play
Not so long ago was I next to him.....
For the fragrance still lasts away.

To him it was playful.....
Glinting eyes yet to see
And yet the question lingers.....
Why were you closer to me?

The glasses dark n deep....
Hid the glint away
Did u not feel the skin...
The throbbing heart sway.

Where were you my friend.....
Close to me yet so far
The fluttering emotions....
Doors to soul left ajar.

The silent touch...upheaved emotions.....
The hand held warm n cold
And yet the question lingers....
Are you not told?

Demanding as I am....
Would brave heart the true....
The clocks ticking by......
Closer ....closest to you.

For You Are Ever Mine

The rains crept in the middle of the night..... unearthly hours when I lay in your arms
A crooning Melody plays behind.....the drizzle....the music...the panting rain.....adds to the mood

Fingers entwining each other's.....you know how mysteriously the gaps in mine fills with your....as if they were meant to hold them on such a night

The breeze blows strands of hair on my face......you raise your finger .....do not touch the fateful face.....it's for me to see and ponder.....
The fingers grow lightly on skin....taking it all the way back to my nape.....a hand which stands comforting.... closes the distance....

Eye meets the eye....the breath so close to bear....the lips seal in a silent kiss.....beating and thumping the heart to tear

There are no knights in shining armour.....but here you lay beside me motionless and still....
A breathing heart..... love n care.....tender touch and strong arms fair.....a protective embrace from you my love

Even the damsels can't deny.....not any knight...or the mightiest  king....can embrace n sink in tranquil sleep ....for you are ever mine.....

Tears

Need you see the light beyond....
Recall a past that doesn't exist
Crave for a human heart.... A body ....a soul
That was never meant to be yours
Fools rush in where angels dare tread......
Clouded eyes....a bit of reality that exist
Sparkling from your eyes....down ur cheeks.....
Happiness that's in ur dreams....

Night fall

The sun rises and se­ts in the blue

leaving a golden dust across the horizon

A twilight witnesses the dawn and dusk

But the night sky re­mains silent

The glory of the sun hides it all

with heat light and warmth

but the sky awaits

as patiently as the nocturnal soul

It rises again silen­tly yet beautifully

Spreading tiny specks of diamonds all ac­ross her face

The  crisp breeze pushing away the motionless war­mth

The land responds gi­ving up the heat

Lying on the cool gr­ass

resting my head on my arms

I smell the night

the coolness, the se­renity, the calm com­fort

Where she spreads her vast wings again

over me

over the entire cosm­os

a black lyre studded with twinkling diam­onds

Whispering in my ears as I doze off

"he is still there

and i am watching ov­er you both

Sleep my gentle ..