Monday, November 10, 2008

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...

Sunday, November 9, 2008

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.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

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?"

Friday, August 15, 2008

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."

Thursday, August 14, 2008

SAMARPAN

Nodir dhare tokhono jaini.Ei dangatei nodi theke kichuta dure darie chilam..vabchi teere jabo
naki?Karon okhane j sudhu bali r bali,hothat dekhi akta nouka asche. R tar opor keu akjon haat
narche,-jano bolte chai kichu.Mone holo o bolche j o amari kono aponjon.Tar ahobaner drirota
amake durbol kore felchilo dheere dheere.O kadchilo kintu or chokh die joler bodole rokto jhorchilo.O k,seta bojhbar agei jhor uthlo.Or nouka dulte laglo.Ami prochondo voi pelam.
Ok bachanor j tagid ami onuvob korlam,ta age konodin korini.Chokher samne or mrittu ami
dekhte parlam na.Danga theke teere namlam.Prochondo artonad korlam,kintu keu elona.Balite
pa rakhtei kakra bichhe gulo amar daan pa ta kamre dhorlo.Pa-er mangso khable tullo.Jantronai
ami Chhotfot korte laglam.Surjo tokhon chhilo thik mathar opore.Prochondo rode amar matha fete jachhilo.Sei songe mathar opor kichu cheelo urchilo.Jokhon opore takiechilam,tokhon hothat
dekhi amar pa theke suru kore amar somosto sorir gorom hochhe dheere dheere.Sei osohonio
jontronar prottokhhodorsi oi noukar bakti chara r keu chilona.Mone hochhilo akta jolonto lavar stor amake
graas korche,kintu eki?Ami j chorabalite darie.Amar somosto sorire lal kakragulo dheere dheere
basa badche.R bolche-"Eso amader kache.Tomake amra keu marbona.Valobasar jon k ki kokhono mara jai...!!"Gola obdhi tokhon ami dhuke gechi.Sudhu mukhta chilo matir opore.
Tokhon hothati jhore noukata dube galo.Oi bakti morbar akmuhurto ageo haat nere deke galo amake.Kintu amar r ki korar ache?Chokher samne ok eivabe morte dekhe ami disehara hoe
gelam.Somosto sokti proyog koreo ami sei balistor r kakra gulo k charate parlamna.Hothati
lokhho korlam j ami r matite probesh korchina.Gola obodhi dhuke theme gechi.Oi diner por theke aj porjonto onek noukai gache,kintu segulo sobi chilo faka.Karon foolta cherbar songe
songe bota tao j upre neoa hoeche.Ami aj ak jibonto murti.Onekdin dhore eivabe pore thakar fole
saolao pore gache gae.Tai kakrar sonkha ektu komeche.Oof,ami r bolte parchina.Girgitita j
amar vetorei roe gache.Tai haasi pachhe.Achha,saolateo ki saola porena...??

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

ATRIPTI...

Khubi odvut chilo sei fooler gandho.Faka maath, jotsnasnato raat. Majhkhan die akta soru rasta-ekebeke jongoler modhhe dhuke gache. Sei rasta keu tairi koreni. Onekdin dhore cholar fole ghaaser upor maatir j raasta tairi hoe jai, ei raasta tao thik sei rokom. Hente cholechilam sei raasta die,kintu kothai jachhilam seta thik mone porchena. Jete jete hothati thomke daralam sei fooler gondhe. Samanno bristir fole maati theke j sonda gondho beroi,otar songe mise gie ak odvoot aprakritik kristi ghotechilo ei prakritik naisorge. Tarpor dekhlam raastar majhe keu akjon darie poth atke. Chaander alote jotota dekhte pelam oi mukhta,tate jano aro ami poth harie felchilam ami. Tar sei hridoygrahi dristir govirotai jano ami tolie jete laglam. Jiboner sob dukhho,kosto,glaani
tokhon toochho mone hote laglo. Tar thoter kone akbarti haasi dakhar jonno tokhon hoito ami
koek jonmo protikhha korteo raaji chilam. Tar prottek prossaser awoaj ami sunte pachhilam
jhi jhi pokar sobder songe. Koto kotha lukie chilo oi thot dootor modhhe. Nijeke sope dite bindu
matro somoy laglo na amar. Thik jokhoni chute jabo ok,tokhoni pichon theke ak otibo danobiyo
murti abirvuto hoe tar dharalo nokh die oi otripto dehota k chhinno vinno kore fello. Dhor theke
bichhinno dehota te hoito tarporeo kichuta pran chilo. Ordhoprasarito chokh r thoter kon die
se onek kothai bole jete chailo,kintu mone hoi keu ta sunte naraj. Chapa mustir sei birombona
bole jete chailo j-"Na amake merona." Deho theke bichhinno hritpindo ta bondho hobar akmuhurto age bollo j tate rokto soncharer akhono proyojon ache,noito oi poth die j jabe,se
sudhu maatir sonda gondhoi pabe,-r j kichu pabena. Hothati kichu panchaa maathar upor die
ure galo. Poornobikosito chaandtao tokhon jhorer asonkai megher arale lojja pachhe. Chhatata
khullam,-maathai dilam. Mritodehota dingie haant te suru korlam. Apatoto akta choumathai darie vabchi kon dike jabo.....