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February 22, 2012

Am ( a minor )


Eta amar prraay iii hoy.prraay prraay, prraay eeee.Prothom shob kichui bhul.
Thik jemon khub moner moton kichu likhte giye prothom okhhor tai bhul.Tokhon college ‘littleMag amol’,
nijerai chapchi dewall jure.
Chart paper tay dawaitto niye ekta kichu ekbarei  likhte boshe gechilam,kintu prothom okhhor tai bhul likhe, katlam.
ek suhrid porichita bidrupatmok kotakhho kore
bolle “eta ki joy,ei tor mon diye kaj kora?”.Ami bollam “etai amar originality,ami emnii”.
E obheshh punor abritti hoye amar swabhabe ek omogh chondo dharon koreche.
Fereche phirey phirey.

Omon govir ami prem, khondabe ke?, jokhun keu shone ‘etai amar originality’,takiye thake mukher dike
Etota toh seo nijekeo bodhoy bhalobasheni joto ta se eta shune amay chinlo nijeke diye.
Pagla pagli kore.
bodla bodli kore.
Tokhun shomoy ta besh katatam,besh  kore,beshi kore.Surjer alo chokhe porto,chaya teo boshtam.Ekhuner moton noy.

tokhun khub gaitam ei  line gulo

‘Ichhe kore shob chere chure chole jai,
Botam chera shirt pore gaan gai,
Tista nodir dhar dhore shoja himalay…’ tarpor ki jeno chilo.

Ghore porar jamar oporer duto aar nicher ekta botam chire,chaade giye haowa khetam jhore,brishtite.
ei ‘gaanta gaanta’ feeling petam.
Mone hoto amay niye music video ta hochhe aar nepothhey anjan dutt gaiyche.
Suman,Nachi,Anjan eder shunei boro.Eder dhorei chena country blues , Bob Dylan ,John Lenon,Pete Seeger
Himangshu Dutta,Nachiketa Ghosh aaro koto ke.

Tokhun gaaner line gulo khub ghurto.Oi bhangiye lokjonder goodbook e ‘sangoshkritiki ban’ er  nam chapatam.
ekhon bhetore bhetore sur gulo ghore.’Coke Studio‘,’The Dewarist’,Papon,Indian Ocean,Mohit Chauhan era jeno
gutitarer chord gulo kane jhon jhoniye dilo sesh kichu din dhore.Thik jemon kichu diner jonne Tomal(amar office colleague)amay
nijer signature gaan shonato,aar shekhato sur.

Thik jemon bhetore ghor koreche ‘porichita gon’,ebare ghor korche ‘Ganwala ra’.
abar gaan,kintu ebare baul
O mon jano na,O mon jani na..
Tomar ghore boshot kore koy jona mon jano naa…
Tomar ghore ….

Aaj shokale ei shob bhabna guloke dhutt teri bole,amar jei chord ta hochhilo na Am(A minor)ta niye boshlam.
dekhlam onyashe i hoye gelo.
tokhhoni mathay elo
Na Hanyate‘r line gulo

Ki je bhalo lage majhe majhe pashe boste,
pashe boshe ojut shombhabonar hisheb koshte,
phele rakhi shomoshha ami suraha asbe bole,
kono din e se ar asena…

Amar ja kichui shomoshha mone hoy,emoni fele rakhi,kokhono suraha hobe bole,onek khetrei dekhi hoye jay.
Onek Khetrei…

Prothom prothom hoya bhul gulo jokhun pore thik hoye jay ektu mon kharap laage.
Aar ojuhat khate ne, ‘ebar kintu khatte hobe’ mone hoy.

Ei lekhatao amar prothom emon ekta lekha jeta kina amar kaache ‘prothom shobkichur liste’ pore.
Thik jemon ‘prothom jhara poisa diye shob i kena jay’,’prothom shobkichu’ guloy nijer shob kichui bola jay.

‘A minor’ to holo bole eto kotha bollam.

February 5, 2012

ekla moron aaj

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Aaj sara rattir dhore morbo,
Keu banachaate parbena aamay,
Shudhu eka shudhui bhetore bhetore lorbo,
Aaj sara rattir dhore morbo.

Tumi shei dure durei,
Parbena chute aaj,
Shob chestai dhuloy mishbe tomar,
Tobu ekla moron aaj.

Kal shokale hoyto,
Mishbo tomate,
Abar morbo nahoy tomatei,
Ami sesh hoye jabo amari bhetori,
Ter pabe na keu konomotei.

Tumio morbo oikhane tei,
Eklai khan khan,
Aageo morecho abar nahoy shomporker protidan,
Amio morchi tumio moro,
Ebar
Ondhokarei snan.

January 23, 2012

warmth untouched


Its when warmth of life fades away,we start basking in togetherness of a relation. We seek again the rain and rainbow in the peak of ‘Emotional Orgasm’s”.It fades but with shadows of memory.This  shadow which we marry forever with,we start relating like.

These/Those persons[personas], makes us giggle,makes us write poetry,gives a new world in a new realm.Gives us a new unheard,untouched sensitivity, which imbibes us with satin ribbon of subtle love which only our heart can express through eyes,play all its note,all  through its season.This ‘Sunset feeling’  dawns into us and allows us to sink deep within.

Somehow this ‘Shadow living’ gives us a ‘Shadow life’,but still,  something perceptible.We say ‘yes’ , and sail uncharted with each ‘New breathe’.With this ‘Spring in Heart’ we response back to ‘Life’ with a deep ‘Red’ kiss.

We touch it,we sense it.It throbs through us.

January 22, 2012

tol haralo


Likhte jodi ichhe kore,
Likhbo taale shob,
Aral theke korbo uthe,
Aadim kolorob.

Brishti badol shamlabo thik,
Gobhir jhor jhapta,
Bujhiye debo kemon jibon,
Sohoj soja saapta.

Aalga bhabe halka kore,
Rakhbo chokhe chokh,
Otol dighi tol haarale,
Gobhire shombhog.

January 21, 2012

wrongs


I can paint my T’s,
I can write my songs,
I can tune them still,
I can live with my ‘wrongs’.

I can live by your side,
I can walk all along,
All i can’t do is this,
Change ‘me’ for my ‘wrongs’.

I can look through your eyes,
I can hear this whispering song,
I can still breathe together,
I can rejoice in my ‘wrongs’.

January 1, 2012

2011 in review

Filed under: myFeels — joykumardas @ 12:42 am

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,700 times in 2011. If it were a cable car, it would take about 28 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

December 8, 2011

khunjlo shokal

Filed under: apon kobita — joykumardas @ 4:42 pm

Rongin kaanthay rongin shuto,
Khunjlo shokal aaj,
Rongin rong ke dekhte peye,
Pash balisher naach.

Mathar balish amontroni,
Bedcover unmad,
Chiro birohini  porda  paasher,
Obhibadoni laaj.

Khat ta jure khushir aashor,
Jolsha shomuddur,
Ek fali rod o jog dilo besh,
Pohalo sheet dupur.

dhulor dhulay


Dhulor dhulay mishte giye,
Dhulay dhulishaat,
Ankre jibon,aagle jibon,
Moron akoshmat.

Shokoli shohosha shojhho kori,
Iti iti bole duprano bhori,
Moriya goriya okule heri,
Apona bhobishhot.

Aponare aaj khunje nahi pai,
Dhulor dhulay fire fire chai,
Rikto haste bhoshmo baastre,
Prerile Hey Adinath.

December 3, 2011

bhorer swapno

Filed under: collection — joykumardas @ 6:16 pm

Onek gulo deshlai dhoriye jokhun ekta moshal jalalam,
dekhlam jonakirao jog dilo raat bhor.
Jhaanke Jhaanke.

Ondhokar muchki heshe bollo:”ami sonaton,nitto o srothin,bhorer kuheli ghonchaar protikhhay”
Shunlam
ami: niruttor nischup nithor nirob
Shohosha bhor moshaler uddipona ke rikto korlo.

Ek fota alo amar chokhe.
Bujhlam na,eta swapno chilo bodhoy.

Bhorer swapno.

July 20, 2011

comma;

Filed under: myFeels — joykumardas @ 6:17 pm

 

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