Saturday, May 19, 2007
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
As reality the hits...
The drive down the same crowded road that takes her to office every day – was as monotonous as it was on any other day. Her thoughts were gradually making a headway for the escape through the little window that was gifted to her, thanks to the grudging colleague of hers sitting in the seat in front. This was an issue everyday. Everyday? It seems like an eternity since she has been taking this route to work! It has actually been just about three months.
“Why do you have to push the glass so far…I can’t even breathe?”
‘So how had you been breathing all this while with the glass completely closed?’ She murmured under her breath, trying to balance the share of open window space, but taking allowances, never the less. She needed this much, no matter what. It always struck her as marvelous how people can sit in cars or busses with the windows drawn! ‘What else is there to do but to look out and see the same passing scenes everyday’ she often wondered. And then everyday it all had a new look…the people standing, passing by, trying board some bus, tram, auto or any other mode of conveyance were new everyday. Sometimes she did manage to see a few familiar faces now and then but mostly they were fresh faces.
Spring was in the air…she could smell it. Although the weather seemed to be behaving in its own peculiar way off late, but the trees and the blue sky spoke else. They spoke to her, they heard her, they smiled at her, smiled with her – the trees with their fresh green leaves budding gradually to life, the brightly blooming flowers…Office would be another 10 minutes but she loved this stretch through this part of the city. Almost everything was properly organized here…the streets seemed to invite for a little stroll at any given point of the day! And the best part was the trees that lined almost each stretch of road around each locality. Stretching her neck out of the bus like a puppy, she closed her eyes to feel the air on her face and through her hair, to smell the strange spring scent.
Her solitary confinement venue would be lovely now…all bathed in spring! Blue skies, brown stretching land, green fields and flaming red, yellow and orange flowers atop mighty trees…a full round moon at night with a thousand glow worms celebrating the festival of lights in their own sweet time. The smell of the earth, soaked in the beams of the full moon, the distant gurgling of the dam waters, the sudden mechanical hum of a passing train at the nearby station…how they called her…how they mesmerized her…how they enticed her!
The simple and ordinary beckoned her with an uncanny power, she thought to herself. Unlike what is stated in her star sign, she was not all for the classy things in life…a simple cup of tea in an earthen pot was more welcome to her than served in a bone china set! ‘This was all about life…the natural way, the way it was, and the way we are forgetting every moment!’
The fifteen minute trip over, back to the confinements of an artificially illumined and conditioned state facing a stupid square box! Spring…winter…summer…rains…in here it’s all the same!!!!! Welcome REALITY!!!!
“Why do you have to push the glass so far…I can’t even breathe?”
‘So how had you been breathing all this while with the glass completely closed?’ She murmured under her breath, trying to balance the share of open window space, but taking allowances, never the less. She needed this much, no matter what. It always struck her as marvelous how people can sit in cars or busses with the windows drawn! ‘What else is there to do but to look out and see the same passing scenes everyday’ she often wondered. And then everyday it all had a new look…the people standing, passing by, trying board some bus, tram, auto or any other mode of conveyance were new everyday. Sometimes she did manage to see a few familiar faces now and then but mostly they were fresh faces.
Spring was in the air…she could smell it. Although the weather seemed to be behaving in its own peculiar way off late, but the trees and the blue sky spoke else. They spoke to her, they heard her, they smiled at her, smiled with her – the trees with their fresh green leaves budding gradually to life, the brightly blooming flowers…Office would be another 10 minutes but she loved this stretch through this part of the city. Almost everything was properly organized here…the streets seemed to invite for a little stroll at any given point of the day! And the best part was the trees that lined almost each stretch of road around each locality. Stretching her neck out of the bus like a puppy, she closed her eyes to feel the air on her face and through her hair, to smell the strange spring scent.
Her solitary confinement venue would be lovely now…all bathed in spring! Blue skies, brown stretching land, green fields and flaming red, yellow and orange flowers atop mighty trees…a full round moon at night with a thousand glow worms celebrating the festival of lights in their own sweet time. The smell of the earth, soaked in the beams of the full moon, the distant gurgling of the dam waters, the sudden mechanical hum of a passing train at the nearby station…how they called her…how they mesmerized her…how they enticed her!
The simple and ordinary beckoned her with an uncanny power, she thought to herself. Unlike what is stated in her star sign, she was not all for the classy things in life…a simple cup of tea in an earthen pot was more welcome to her than served in a bone china set! ‘This was all about life…the natural way, the way it was, and the way we are forgetting every moment!’
The fifteen minute trip over, back to the confinements of an artificially illumined and conditioned state facing a stupid square box! Spring…winter…summer…rains…in here it’s all the same!!!!! Welcome REALITY!!!!
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Khobor e feature...
Achha 16th March 2007...ki korchilam bolo toh?Hmmm...16th March...2007...ki chilo?Robibar?Kono chutir din?Calendar ta ulte palte dekha gelo...na...e to mongolbaar...ritimoto sopateher majhamajhi!Tobe??? Oh...Shei Bandh? Mane arekta din noshto...Noshtoi toh?Ke kon Nanadigram niye pore ache tai jonyo ekta din noshto...achha eta kono solution bolo toh... oboshyo ek dike bhaloi...soptaher majhkhane emon chutir din mondo lage na...CHUTI CHUTI CHUTI....Mohilar r kaaj nei...kichu holo na, omni Bandh...nije holla kore berabe r amader chuti...
Khobor e feature...Kolkatar rastay tar doler lok oshanti korche, Jor kore bus, tram, gari atkachhe jate loke office na jete pare...tai to aj r jawa holo na, nahole toh...Oboshyo gondogol hobe ach korei r sokal theke berobar tarao nei...chuti jokhon holoi...ektu ayesh kore katanoi jak!
Khobor e feature...Nanadigram, Tamluk hospital e ahoto der dekhte gechilo etara...ahoto...police er gulite hoy mrito, nahoy ahoto...Sarkari shutre prokash je 14 jon mara gechen...ebong tara police ke jotheshto jaliyechilen, tai to badhyo hoyei...r tachara montri moshai o to tai bolechilen...(kono attoglanir towakka na kore) tini to bolechen "Ghotonati durbhagyojonok"
Khobor e feature...Bandh e rastate anonde matowara cricket premira...kono bondher porowa na kore, tader criket khela parar more more r golay uchhash, bharoter ashonno bishwo cup soforer mongol kamonay...porone tader dami jamakapor...keta durusto saj goj...r mukhe "Hoo Haa India...Aya India"...Bondher porowa nei, kono onubhutio nei...
Khobor e feature...Shahrukh 42 e paa dilen...E jabot bollywood er byastotomo ebong sofolotomo nayok aste aste aro porinito hochhen (Onader boyesh bare na...onara 'mature' hon sudhu)
Khobor e feature...aro koto ki...
Khobor e feature...Kolkatar rastay tar doler lok oshanti korche, Jor kore bus, tram, gari atkachhe jate loke office na jete pare...tai to aj r jawa holo na, nahole toh...Oboshyo gondogol hobe ach korei r sokal theke berobar tarao nei...chuti jokhon holoi...ektu ayesh kore katanoi jak!
Khobor e feature...Nanadigram, Tamluk hospital e ahoto der dekhte gechilo etara...ahoto...police er gulite hoy mrito, nahoy ahoto...Sarkari shutre prokash je 14 jon mara gechen...ebong tara police ke jotheshto jaliyechilen, tai to badhyo hoyei...r tachara montri moshai o to tai bolechilen...(kono attoglanir towakka na kore) tini to bolechen "Ghotonati durbhagyojonok"
Khobor e feature...Bandh e rastate anonde matowara cricket premira...kono bondher porowa na kore, tader criket khela parar more more r golay uchhash, bharoter ashonno bishwo cup soforer mongol kamonay...porone tader dami jamakapor...keta durusto saj goj...r mukhe "Hoo Haa India...Aya India"...Bondher porowa nei, kono onubhutio nei...
Khobor e feature...Shahrukh 42 e paa dilen...E jabot bollywood er byastotomo ebong sofolotomo nayok aste aste aro porinito hochhen (Onader boyesh bare na...onara 'mature' hon sudhu)
Khobor e feature...aro koto ki...
Khobor e kintu feature hoyni...je Sonachura gram er jonoiko shyamal babu tar stri, chele, bou ke hariye felechen, hoyto chirotore...ba hoyto khuje paben, khoto bikhhoto obosthay konodin!
Khobor e feature hoyni je police r gulite more kaath hoye pore thaka bachha cheleta jomi bachate police ke it chhure mareni...
Khobor e feature hoyni je police r gulite more kaath hoye pore thaka bachha cheleta jomi bachate police ke it chhure mareni...
Khobor e feature hoyni je police charao aro jeno ke ba kara guli churechilo osohay chashigulor buke, pithe, mathay, golay...
Khobor e feature hoy ni je 22 ta deho udhhar hoyeche prothom dine...tar por aro koto...kono khale, kon nalay, kon pother dhare...aro koto...
Khobore e feature hoy ni je e jomi chole gele tara r bachte parbe na...
Khobor e feature hoy ni aro koto kichu...
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Friday, January 26, 2007
Jonoiko pathok...
Gotokal raate moner kotha likhechilam dukhhobilashita korar jonyo noy...kono osubidhabhogi ke koruna korar jonyo noy. Ek jonoiko bhodrolok amar lekha pore onek kotha bollen...tar songe kotha bolte parle khub sukhi hotam kintu durbhagyo...take khuje pelam na...ogyate thekei tini amake pothe neme swopno puroner jonyo kaj korte bolechen...Ei ashay likhchi ebar je tini hoyto aro ekbar porben amar lekha...
Ami sahityik noi je dukhhobilashita kore du poysha ay korbo...ami nehat ei projonmer khub sadharon akjon manush...kintu sotti ami pothe nemechilam, nam bo o barbar...ashole amader, bishesh kore meyeder jibongulo boddo got e badha thake...khub shahosh ebong support na pele amader moto 90% meyera ei swopno dekhei jibon katiye dey...ekta osompurno jibon...tarao kintu chay, khub mon theke chay je je bachhata haath bariye rastar dhare tar kache poysha chaiche sheo ekdin r poysha na cheye soman hobe tar...kintu oi duchokh mele swopno dekhai shaar...baki oneker songe jokhon take jete hoy ketadurusto, dami restoray tokhon kintu bhetor theke jontrona kure khay take...bibeker kache porishkar noy bole noy...kichu na korte parar osohayotay!!!!
R jeshob manush nijeder porishkar bibek niye KFC te boshe 'poorest of the poor er defination niye torker jhor tole r asha kore amar moto je kono ekdin hotat kore ei nicher manush gulo gorje uthbe-kere nebe tader sukh-souvagger odhikar' tader ke ami boli 'hypocrite'....aaj ami ei kotha gulo likhte perechi, jonoiko pathok, karon ami pothe nemechilam tader sathe jader gorje othar swopno ami dekhi...nambo baar baar...poth khujchi ekhon...ekta sottikarer poth...natok kore unnoyoner naame prohoshon noy...jonoiko pathok...Moithye ashfalon kore lekha lekhi kora oproyojonio amar kache...ami ekjon SOCIAL WORKER by education!!!!Mumbai ebong Kolkatar sheshob tothakothito nongra, ghinji bostite kaj korechi 4 bochor...pothe nemei...tader songe ek thalay khabar, ek ghotite jol kheyei...kintu NGO sector er hypocracy tene eneche amake aj tader theke dure...nijeke tai ghenna kori proti muhurte...
Kintu amar swopno more ni...morbe na konodin...tai konodin bibeker kache khub porishkar hoyeo KFC r thanda ghore kacher epare boshe kheye, poorest of the poor er definition niye torko kore, subhidhebhogir oboshor katanor ei rastay hete, bill mitiye beriye jawar poreo amar swopner mrithyu nei...protibar nijeke kotakhho kori paliye ashar jonyo...kintu amar roshod sei kacher opare footpath e bosha mukhgulo!!!!
Ami sahityik noi je dukhhobilashita kore du poysha ay korbo...ami nehat ei projonmer khub sadharon akjon manush...kintu sotti ami pothe nemechilam, nam bo o barbar...ashole amader, bishesh kore meyeder jibongulo boddo got e badha thake...khub shahosh ebong support na pele amader moto 90% meyera ei swopno dekhei jibon katiye dey...ekta osompurno jibon...tarao kintu chay, khub mon theke chay je je bachhata haath bariye rastar dhare tar kache poysha chaiche sheo ekdin r poysha na cheye soman hobe tar...kintu oi duchokh mele swopno dekhai shaar...baki oneker songe jokhon take jete hoy ketadurusto, dami restoray tokhon kintu bhetor theke jontrona kure khay take...bibeker kache porishkar noy bole noy...kichu na korte parar osohayotay!!!!
R jeshob manush nijeder porishkar bibek niye KFC te boshe 'poorest of the poor er defination niye torker jhor tole r asha kore amar moto je kono ekdin hotat kore ei nicher manush gulo gorje uthbe-kere nebe tader sukh-souvagger odhikar' tader ke ami boli 'hypocrite'....aaj ami ei kotha gulo likhte perechi, jonoiko pathok, karon ami pothe nemechilam tader sathe jader gorje othar swopno ami dekhi...nambo baar baar...poth khujchi ekhon...ekta sottikarer poth...natok kore unnoyoner naame prohoshon noy...jonoiko pathok...Moithye ashfalon kore lekha lekhi kora oproyojonio amar kache...ami ekjon SOCIAL WORKER by education!!!!Mumbai ebong Kolkatar sheshob tothakothito nongra, ghinji bostite kaj korechi 4 bochor...pothe nemei...tader songe ek thalay khabar, ek ghotite jol kheyei...kintu NGO sector er hypocracy tene eneche amake aj tader theke dure...nijeke tai ghenna kori proti muhurte...
Kintu amar swopno more ni...morbe na konodin...tai konodin bibeker kache khub porishkar hoyeo KFC r thanda ghore kacher epare boshe kheye, poorest of the poor er definition niye torko kore, subhidhebhogir oboshor katanor ei rastay hete, bill mitiye beriye jawar poreo amar swopner mrithyu nei...protibar nijeke kotakhho kori paliye ashar jonyo...kintu amar roshod sei kacher opare footpath e bosha mukhgulo!!!!
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Protidhwoni shunte pai ki?
Mor gaayer simanar paharer opare
Nishotho ratrir protidhwoni shuni ami
Kaan pete shuni ami bujhite na pari
Chokh mele dekhi ami dekhite na pari
Chokh buje bhabi ami dhorite na pari
Hajaar pahar ami dingote na pari...
Kothay ar sei gram?Shohorer hajar awaj chhapiye kono protidhwonio ki pare amader kache pouchote..."Korner poth dhore morome poshite"?Ekhon kaane ashe cycles rickshaw r horn, othoba kono boro garir horn...othoba dure kono nirmiyoman bari nirmaner shobdo...ei jantrikotar juge manusher awaj ki sotti pouchoy amader kane?Manusher kannar awaj? Hote pare koto ki awaj ja shunte peleo bujhi na...chini na...chinte chai na?Shunte pai na?Dekhte pai na TV khullei manusher loraiyer shobdo?
Naki amader kaan bhore thake Himesh Reshammia r matha jhion jhon kora "Jhalak dikhlaja...ek baar aja aja..."Unmotter moto jokhon kono night club e nachi amra somosto dukhho bhule tokhon thik sei hotel er bairei ek ordho nogno nari tar koler sontantike matite shui ye duhaat pete bhikhhye chay bhetore dhoka boibhobi manushgulor kache....ebong tar ei pagolini beshe khanikta bhoy peyei dur diyei hete jete chai amra...
Park Street er jomkalo notun KFC te burger khete jawa amra ei notun juger modhyobitto torun projonmo...ekbaro ki bhabi je kacher ultodike footpath er ordho ulongo bachhata jokhon gograshe burger khawa amader dike cheye thake...tokhon nijeke prithibir nikrishto tomo jeeb mone kora uchit kina?Thik kotha...amader ache tai amra khai...amader ache tai amra orai...achha amader to onek ache...kono din ki perechi tao oi bachhaguloke bhetor theke kichu kine ene khete dite?Parini...ki atkeche amader?Janina...parechi tader pashe boshe tader moto korei khete?Parini....
Torko hotei pare je parte jaboi ba keno...eta amader prithibi r ota oder...jeta je peyeche seta tar odhikar...kintu amra ki ei jibon nijeder odhikar e peyechi na bhagyer jore?Aaj nijer barite boshe computer e blog likhte parchi ami...seta ki amar odhikar er aotay pore...na soubhagyer?Aaj eder uddeshye ei sohomormita amar bilashita!!!Korte parchi tai....kintu jodi na partam...jodi ami hotam tader jaygay tobe amar ei shob bhabna chinta ki kore pouchoto karor kachei?Aaj tumi, ba tomra amar ei blog dekhe bolbe "Baah, sotti ki sundor chinta" othoba..."Hoyto thik i bolecho" kintu tao sudhui soubhagyo!!!!!
Opekhya korchi sei diner....jedin amar notun sei bhore choker patay lege thaka kuasha shore jabe....notun kore jege uthe manush gorjabe...tader sei manob sagorer kolahole hajar pahar porbe bhenge....abar shunte parbo notun diner pododhwoni...
Nishotho ratrir protidhwoni shuni ami
Kaan pete shuni ami bujhite na pari
Chokh mele dekhi ami dekhite na pari
Chokh buje bhabi ami dhorite na pari
Hajaar pahar ami dingote na pari...
Kothay ar sei gram?Shohorer hajar awaj chhapiye kono protidhwonio ki pare amader kache pouchote..."Korner poth dhore morome poshite"?Ekhon kaane ashe cycles rickshaw r horn, othoba kono boro garir horn...othoba dure kono nirmiyoman bari nirmaner shobdo...ei jantrikotar juge manusher awaj ki sotti pouchoy amader kane?Manusher kannar awaj? Hote pare koto ki awaj ja shunte peleo bujhi na...chini na...chinte chai na?Shunte pai na?Dekhte pai na TV khullei manusher loraiyer shobdo?
Naki amader kaan bhore thake Himesh Reshammia r matha jhion jhon kora "Jhalak dikhlaja...ek baar aja aja..."Unmotter moto jokhon kono night club e nachi amra somosto dukhho bhule tokhon thik sei hotel er bairei ek ordho nogno nari tar koler sontantike matite shui ye duhaat pete bhikhhye chay bhetore dhoka boibhobi manushgulor kache....ebong tar ei pagolini beshe khanikta bhoy peyei dur diyei hete jete chai amra...
Park Street er jomkalo notun KFC te burger khete jawa amra ei notun juger modhyobitto torun projonmo...ekbaro ki bhabi je kacher ultodike footpath er ordho ulongo bachhata jokhon gograshe burger khawa amader dike cheye thake...tokhon nijeke prithibir nikrishto tomo jeeb mone kora uchit kina?Thik kotha...amader ache tai amra khai...amader ache tai amra orai...achha amader to onek ache...kono din ki perechi tao oi bachhaguloke bhetor theke kichu kine ene khete dite?Parini...ki atkeche amader?Janina...parechi tader pashe boshe tader moto korei khete?Parini....
Torko hotei pare je parte jaboi ba keno...eta amader prithibi r ota oder...jeta je peyeche seta tar odhikar...kintu amra ki ei jibon nijeder odhikar e peyechi na bhagyer jore?Aaj nijer barite boshe computer e blog likhte parchi ami...seta ki amar odhikar er aotay pore...na soubhagyer?Aaj eder uddeshye ei sohomormita amar bilashita!!!Korte parchi tai....kintu jodi na partam...jodi ami hotam tader jaygay tobe amar ei shob bhabna chinta ki kore pouchoto karor kachei?Aaj tumi, ba tomra amar ei blog dekhe bolbe "Baah, sotti ki sundor chinta" othoba..."Hoyto thik i bolecho" kintu tao sudhui soubhagyo!!!!!Opekhya korchi sei diner....jedin amar notun sei bhore choker patay lege thaka kuasha shore jabe....notun kore jege uthe manush gorjabe...tader sei manob sagorer kolahole hajar pahar porbe bhenge....abar shunte parbo notun diner pododhwoni...
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Khachar bhetor ochin pakhi...
Aaj onek din pore ekta gaan shune mone holo je emon sohoj kore emon kotha bola jay othocho amra jibontake koto na jotil kore boshe achi....kothay jachhi amra?Bhalobashar emon byakhya keu konodin dite pereche?
Khachar bhitor ochin pakhi
Kemne ashe jay
Tare dhorte parle mono beri
Ditam pakhir paye...
Aat kuthuri noy dorja ata
Modhye modhye jholka kata
Tar upore sodor kotha
Ayna mohol tay…
Kopaler fer noile ki ar
Pakhitir emon byabohar
Khacha bhenge pakhi amar
Kon bone lukay…
Mon tui roili khachar ashe
Khacha je tor kacha bashe
Kon din khacha porbe khoshe
Fokir lalon kede koy…
Lalon tumi ke??????????
Khachar bhitor ochin pakhi
Kemne ashe jay
Tare dhorte parle mono beri
Ditam pakhir paye...
Aat kuthuri noy dorja ata
Modhye modhye jholka kata
Tar upore sodor kotha
Ayna mohol tay…
Kopaler fer noile ki ar
Pakhitir emon byabohar
Khacha bhenge pakhi amar
Kon bone lukay…
Mon tui roili khachar ashe
Khacha je tor kacha bashe
Kon din khacha porbe khoshe
Fokir lalon kede koy…
Lalon tumi ke??????????
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