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April 4, 2012

book warm


In this moonlit darkness,with street lamps glowing like lanterns,shading an silhouette effect in the corner of the street,where an empty book stall was the night charmer for me today.The array of clips those that holds tight abreast books,magazines,periodicals had just slept off.

Bookshelves are just like empty classrooms.It echoes the gossip and chitchat noises of the entire day daily at this time.The empty bookshelves now,echoes the need of students,housewives,sports fans,social beings,examinees and lastly newly tasting pubertians all through books,magazines newspapers and periodicals.

With chaitra breeze in my streets,the shelves were humming along with torn-out newspaper pieces and front-page cover in the words and music of a country blue.

And still I’m searching
Yes I’m still searching
For a way we all can learn
To build a world
Where we all can share
The work,the fun
The food,the space
The joy,the paid,
And no one,no one,
Will ever,ever want or need
To be a millionaire
( pete seger )

Joy, a real sweetheart,the ISTIRI wala lives adjacent to the bookstall,the lunatic,the sabujpagol,was pressing dresses to deliver those at the end of the day to his para clients,while enjoying FM songs.

A part of song that reached my ears,

Aamar Boier thaake jomche dhulo,
Poth  harachhe shobdo gulo,
Hotath tomar kopal chulo,
Naarle kora dorja khulo…
( Anupam Roy,song name:Bijli Bati, Album Name:Durbine Chokh Rakhbo Na )

March 5, 2012

keu keu


Keu keu khub paare,
Dure thele dite,
Keu keu dure thake,
Kaache tene nite.

Keu keu dur theke,
Bhalobashe khub,
Keu keu paashe thake,
Tobu nishchup.

Keu keu chup chap,
Nirob birodh,
Bhenge debo churmar,
Nebo protishodh.

Tumi aaj ‘keu keu’,
Aamar awaj,
Kobitay dekha hoy,
Swadhin rewaj.

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’.

November 8, 2010

ek guzaarish baki thi


                 Kaho,
                 Kaho tum,
                 Kahti raho,
                 Is lipti hui subh se kahti raho,
                 Woh saab jo tum hamesha kahti thi.
                 Us kagaz ki kashti ko mein samunddar mein bahaunga,
                 Taki usko dekhkar kabhi koi jahaz,
                 Mujhe pay,
                 Mujh se milne aay,
                 Mujhme samaay. 

                 To tum kaho,
                 Kahti hi raho,
                 Us kishti wali kagaz se mayne pehle hawai jahaz banaya tha.

                 Hum udaan bharte uchaio pe,
                 Takrate the raato se,
                 Girte the nazuk hoton par,
                 Aur sambhal te aapne balbute par,
                 Aur fir humne kitni bar aasman aur badal ko ghumte huye dekha tha,
                 Barisho ko sameta tha aapno mein.

                 Haan aapno mein,
                 Bite huye pal ke swapno mein.

                 To tum kahti raho,
                 Shayad,
                 Aab tumbhi sun sakti ho,
                 Kyounki ek guzaarish baki thi.

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