Anutap

Khub rod chilo sedin.surjo chilo thik mathar opore.topto rode tokhon sobar navissas uthche.megh korlo, jhor uthlo, bristi holo...vebechilam futi fata mati te jol pore seta ektu sikto hobe, pran fire pabe, kintu sei jhore sob dhongso hoe gelo,bristi te sob sikto holo bote,kintu r rod uthlo na....tai sob siktoi theke gache akhono...alo chai, chlorofil chai...."bristi tui bebak vule,jhore porli amar sunno mone,bristi tui bolte paris, koto ta oke vejate paris,bristi tui jhorli jokhon, or mon sikto tokhon."......grisso chole jachhe, ebar borsha asar pala.....kintu sei bristir jole vijte chaini bole mathai chata khatiechilam, kintu tai bole ki borsha mukh ghuriye chole jabe? prokritir niyom bodle jabe?se r asbe na amake vejate? karon aj r ami mathar opor chata dhorte chaina. aj ami sei bristi te vijte chai,,joler prottek ta bindu k ami onuvob korte chai....chokh bondho kore,2hat prosarito kore,akaser dike mukh tule, sunno e buke....

Lonliness...

After a long long period..I'm to write something else...After reaching near about to the destination...getting little bit stagnant and vacant.Hands and legs becoming numb...my hands are talking to the creation but mouth remains silent. Something inside me beneath the surface...which is CRAWLING through the auricle and ventricle. So many types of aroma used to stuck me here and there one day...but today there is nothing..I become calm and cold.I feel very tired...want to lie down......time stopped....evening came..

DESTINY

Sitting on this chair, Gazing at the stair I'm jst wondering how far it would go, How far I have to go... And so how far I have to stagger... Sometime my hands become paralysed, my head bcomes blanked; Nose gets tainted by several aroma,Was it...? Anywy, Onething that really helps me to carry on- Is my legs,heh...though it has become numb, "comfortably". Mind is full of gesture of outsider and more over the outsiders are nothing but the dancer, though they are naked their eyes r covered with dreams. Hehe...i think I'm also naked according to that scense. Not been afraid...coz been habbituated,- I have to go forward. Pebbles are not going to obstruct me. They also flow out with the river, That's why they are also needy. Well,now I have been crossed a long way, Can somebody here me I'm desperately searching for a shelter. Coz my ears have already become shattered by the screams- it's not impossible but ya really heard to reach there. Many a people can't,But I can... Although one of my attributes will restrict me to reach there; But I have to go...Oh no"Is it horizon?" Again I'm wrong,-each and every time I repeat these things. But one thing for which I'm proud of myself is- "I know dat I dont know anything." no worry buddy...it's not the horizon,- it's all about "DESTINY."

APATHY

Standing far from the as usual monotonous urban light,i was walking through the slanted landscape
surrounded by lots of huts.Light is really hard to found there...the bulbs and candles were trying
their best but.....anyway,my level of curiosity went up higher and higher after hearing the baby's
cry.My heart got weakened but beats increased all of a sudden...no,it was not for my
urge...yes it was for something else.I got too much contemptible,my 21 years old experience had become
nothing to me.A devastating panoramic reality bursted into blaze in front of me.I realized at that
moment what a man can do for a rupee.The moonlight was unwilling to enter into the doors of the
tinshade.That smell of the bed made by the plank of wood is still tainting my nose.Education ruined them,
because they are uneducated.Her mouth was hungry and throat was thirsty.She was smiling but a deep
apathy was trying to dominate that smile. The baby was sufferer too.Yet she might stop crying now.
Ridiculous...I was jast wandering for how many seconds she got satisfied?I couldn't hold myself.
I was trying to get out from that hell immidiately.What I was thinking about myself at that particular
moment I really don't know...may be very high or worst of the worsts.Even I could't satisfy myself
forcibly.As far as I remember,the portrait of the god which was hanging on the wall of the room
was of LAXMI.I became crazy hearing the screams in the vaccume...My hands became paralysed...I ran away from there being capricious.Now I'm standing in a sound mood of ambivalence...

Snigdho vore sidhho laav

Sthulo-biborno chilo tar chool,porone nongra kapor r songe chilo onek diner na dhowa kichu bason...topto rode tar sorir jachhilo poore.Hoito setai chilo uchhisto sidhho korbar akmatro upai. Deslaier agoon to nimitto matro.Paser narkeler khol gulo kapor jama sukote basto, tarai abar jalanio bote. Sidhho uchhistoteo j khabarer gondho thake,noito kukur r machigulo kokhono evabe ase? Boyoser var tar jibon k koreche sranto, vongoor osar osthi nie beche thakteo se aj klanto.Noito ei karanir kaj se hoito korte parto.
Haate hothat chheka laglo. J siri die neme chilam sekhan diei abar uthe gelam,-train dhorar jonno.

Asrabbo...

Bairer khola jogot theke bohu dure
Chilam ami darie...
Chotur baksotai tokhono
Kichuta alo beche chilo.
Ja die se deoaltate
Alo deoar chesta korchilo.
Janala die purnimar chader alo
Ese porchilo bichanai.
Narkel gachgulo tokhon
Boyoser vare klanto,
Tar sranto dristi
Adristo kore akhono amake.
Sohosro manuser sei nongra konthoswor
Asrabbo koreche amar kan.
Atistho hochhilo amar mon
Sei damamar sobde.
Mosa r jonakira urchilo kalo batase,
Ami bihbol hoe porlam,-
Tader aklanto porisrom r prochesta dekhe.
ooff..!ei stabdhota k
Ami r sojhho korte parchina.
"Mombati ta jalale hoina?"

Ut-sisto..

Ayu amar boroi olpo,-jotokhhon roeche ei tailakto rosod,
totokhhoni amar jibon.Sobsomoy abar tomra amader mone karona.Kono shuvo kaje mone pore obossoi.Suvo
kaj ta k j pobitro na bole ami parchina,-ato aloksojja,ato
arombor....Tel ses hoe gele tomader modhhe keu jodi kripa
kore ektu jogan dai,tobei amra beche thaki.Noito purte
purte aksomoy ses hoe jai.Kokhono kokhono desi mod-o
die di kaj chalanor jonno.Kintu ki korbo bolo,ami to r jani na j alchohal holo highly inflamable.Oi j chotto deslaier kathita,ok kintu or ma khub valobase.Kintu se ki r desi kheye jibon katate pare?Bohudin dhore onadore pore thakar fole deslai kathitaro barud gulo dheere dheere jhore jachhe.Thik eirokomi ak durbol muhurte tumi ele ak
jibonto debotar moto.Kintu tokhon k r janto j desi modta sorie die tumi fota fota kore golito gorom mom oi deslaier bakse felbe...Ami j r parchina.Tumi kano oi mom bar bar or opor falo?Tel,mod,rokto,mangser stor sorie jodi kono osthir stor thake,sekhanei tomar osohonio sporsho amake
dao na.Prarthona korchi tomar kache.Amar sojhho hoe
gache,tai osubidha hobena.Tomar to r bachar jonno bajhhik utser dorkar hoina.Tai daona kichuta mom jar dara ontoto nijer odhine ektu santite morte pari.R sei songe barudo jhorbena.Tate r kichui hobena.Sei kathi die hoito r akta mombati tumi besi jalate parbe.Tobe onurodh korchi-
"doya kore r kono prodip jaliona."