tumi chhile... aaj o achho...

Chhile bhorer prothom rod

Ushnotay bhoriye dewa

Chhile sheetol shomiron

Mon k chhuye jawa

Tumi chhile brishti…

Jar chhowa, barbar, protibar

Bhijiye dito e deho k…

Swopner rong tuli te anka rongdhonu chhile tumi

Dile rong, dile prem, dile hajar hajar protisruti

Kintu aaj? Tumi ki? Tumi k?

Fnaka ghor… chhera choti…deshlai baksho…

Chhai r chhai… dhnoa r dhnoa

Tumi kobi? Tumi lekhok?

Na, tumi raastar dharer bhenghe jawa neon baati

J chhilo shuborno, se aaj eto kalo?

Raatri haray sei aandhare tar aalo...

Tumi kranti? Tumi andolon?

Na, tumi rokto pipashu pishach…

Tai tumi laal…

R ami vebechilam tumi bhalobasha !

Tumi nobin? Tumi nuton?

Na, tumi hingsha... tumi krodh…

Tai tumi shobuj

R ami vebechilam tumi boshonto !

wish i were benjamin button!!!

Sometimes I imagine, why can’t there be second takes in life?

No philosophy intended, I was just going through some random college snaps, when I realized, all of a sudden that almost a year past, I suddenly want to be a part of all the pictures, have a share of all the memories that were created during those three blissful years of my college life. Canteen, quadrangle, union room, room number 23, and all that could be accommodated at 86/1 college street, my alma mater… I want to live it all over again. I want to go and attend every class, and I also want to bunk every class and be a part of every adda that took place in the canteen, join every procession that started from the union room, cry at every failure n rejoice at every success of a certain “neel rong”.

I want to have every meal at the dingy CHEENESE and bargain for every book bought at “boipara”. I want a bottoms up for every cup of tea at Promod Da’s and I want to sleep all my way on the hostel bus on the shoulders of a certain someone.

Presidency taught me all about life, yet in a very beautiful way. We learnt the tough way, but the learning was blissful with friends all around. The college gave us an identity, taught us who we are and what our potentials are. At the end of three years, we graduated in life, not only in our subjects.

Yet, how strange it feels to think we are no longer a part of it, the benches we once occupied are now taken up by a bunch of known and unknown faces, who would repeat these very lines once they are out of the place. Feels strange to realize how fast the hands of the giant clock called life moves… 

tete-a-tete

The heart and the mind converse,

I bear a silent witness to it.

They fight, argue, make-up, break-up, do it all…

I sit, simply tapping my feet, yet it’s not so simple.

Ever seen that grin across my face?

That’s when heart has things its way.

Ever noticed the frown across my forehead?

That’s when mind takes over.

My face, it always sides with my heart.

But the eyes, always loyal to the mind.

Whom do I side?

Probably none…

Whoever wins, I am always the loser

Why?

I trust my heart, I rely on my mind.

They go on, the two naughty brats,

Bitching about each other…

“What happened when you started thinking with your heart?”

“Oh really? What when the mind could not decide?”

Stop now, the two of you.

And strangely, as I shout at them,

They become the best of friends!!!

“Okay, we don’t say anything, happy?”

Unbelievable…

Cummon now! I thought you were mine.

Help me out.

“It’ll be fine, do whatever makes you feel good.”

“Hell, no! You need to be practical.”

And it starts all over again.

Shit.

Why didn’t I allow them to not say anything?

But how could I?

They are me, I am them.

I let them deal.

The heart and the mind come to a conclusion,

I bear a silent witness to it.

p.s. – thanks to a special someone for the thought. I merely put it in my words, rather saw it through my eyes.

i thought i would move on...

I thought I would move on

but the same hallucination

the same ringing voice

I thought it would leave me.

My first love, starting from the days

of adolescence.

The first days when the realization

dawned upon me…

The realization of love, romanticized

to the extreme;

You were the one who came out

straight out of the pages of some novel.

Ruffled hair, shabby kurta, high

sounding words, a cigarette in hand

Yet dreamy eyes, artistic fingers.

U were careless yet very caring

A love I worshipped, looked up to

N then the real world dawned upon me

U became blurred, yet never

Non existent.

I loved n lost, loved n lost

Never felt alone, coz u were there

Always with me, when I was happy

I forgot u, when hurt, I wanted u,

U were there.

A witness to all those lonely nights

N wet pillow

U heard those silent screams

That calm madness, u saw it.

You were, u are , n u will b

Every dream I see, I wish it were u.

You are a lie

But a truth greater than any truth.

A stranger, yet my closest confidant

N now I never want u to leave me.

I hear your voice again,

But never can I see u.

Still, I am happy u r there.