Emotion and Life

Aaj Dipankarda khub bhalo ekta katha bollo  "Kobira kakhono khushi hayena." Satti, khushi hole toh creativity hariye jaabe. Dukkho, jaala-i toh aagun jaale mone ja bhetortake puriye puriye kobita hoye ber haye. Aami ek kaale likhtam, ekhon r likhi na. Aami keno jaanina. hayeto aami sukhi ba eto tai aahoto je sabdoi khuje paacchina byakto karar. Ba kicchu anubhab karar ba prakash karar khamota tai hariye gecche. Aami r kobi noi, aami ekhon suddhui ekta jantro-manob.

I tried to set him free, But I failed............ I tried to cry a lot, But I failed............ I tried to forget those sleepless night, But I failed............ I drenched myself in rain, I dragged myself to the snow, I shouted without making noise, I cried without tears.......... But I failed I failed to forget, I failed to forgive....................

Aami dana kata pakhi, Aakasher dike takiye  Sudhu aakash-kusum  rachona kori, parina  Kata tarer bera chire  ure jete.... Aami shukno nodi-r  moto meghe-r dike  takiye thaki ek pahsla  bristi-r jonnyo.... Aami gabhir andhokare-r moto boshe thaaki ektu aalo-r jannyo... Aami parine mukto  bihanga hote..... Aami paarina sada khata hote.......

Path dhore cholte cholte dekha pelam sei choto belaye phele aasha koel pakhir. Tar sei madhur sur, tar srobonendriyo dhannyo kara  gaan antorke kon adure niye gelo, jekhane diganto bistrito mathe batash unmukto hoye khele beraye, sei taale brikh-patra theke shishir bindu prjyanto neche othe. Eto aalo, eto ras je dhoritrir bakkhe lukiye aacche ta jana jeto na jadi na kakhono ei nirob kone eshe mon ke khule dekhtam. Rabindranath thik-i bolecchilen prachur kicchu dekhar abhipshaye saamne thaka soundarjyo-ke aamra upekha kori.  Diganto-bistrito maather nistabdota-ke tuccho kore bheshe aasha banshir sur, ba metho path dhore hete jaoya bauler ektara-------ekhono gabhir samudrer shitalata aane hridaye. sahanner ei prithivi jakhon astom- rashi udbhashito aakasher dike mukh tule takaye takhon mone haye tader maajhe bicchinnotar sur baajcche, kintu sei biraher moddhye supto thaake apekhaar anurag. sei anurag-er akorshonei bar bar phire aashe surjo aakaashe.  Aaj ei aas...

Sometimes life becomes tougher than what a person can think about. I have seen person fighting within him or herself, to come out of their grief. From the day I got my consciousness to understand the touch of care or the far most time that I can recall, I can see the depth of my family bondage. There was always an unconditional love between maa & baba. Sometimes, my sister and I used to pull their legs regarding this. Whenever some asked us "whom papa loves most?" we used to answer, simultaneously, papa's weak-point is mom, and mom's weak point is papa. Everyone always used to laugh at this, however it was the clear truth to all. I saw them fighting over issues, but never allowed others to say a single word against each other. So many times I interfered to support maa or papa and fight with the opponent, but they never allowed us to interfere. I was so annoyed, I can't consider the wrong deed, but now I can understand, it was their independent world. T...

Till now I remember the day, I was sleeping, totally unconscious about the outer world. A deep sleep, after a long time. My mom was not well. She was bed-ridden for long. Mom was very near to didi (elder-sister), after her marriage, she lost her friend. She was all alone. I understood her emptiness but was not with any option. Our mentality differs a lot. Then also I, rather we tried to come close to each other. We shared so many feelings. Whenever I came back from my university, I saw her standing in the balcony. Eagerly waiting for us, some times human being becomes so lonely. We used to see all Ekta Kapoor's "Sans Bahoo" types serials. We enjoyed the time, may be not the serial. My father, he became irritated of these serials, but never said anything as he loves her a lot. Sometimes didi and I used taunt baba and ma for their love. Days passed on, maa slowly caught the bed, as she was a patient of diabetes. Her both kidneys failed. My father tried a lot to give h...

Neel rong-ta chirokali khub bhalo lagto, kintu gaan-ta kakhuno shuni ni. Sei prathom tomar mukhe shona. Aaj anek path periye eshechi, kintu ei gaan, taar sabdo baar baar tomar kaache niye jaaye. Tumi aaccho jani kintu kothaye paabo tomake? Majhkhaane ek samudro samaye. Perote chileo perono jaye ki? Bhalo hoto jadi sedin gaanta na shuntam ba sedin bujhte paartam....................mon baro abuj, jakhon bojhe takhon kaal pahar periyecche. Aaj thik dokkho hocchena, sudhu pathorer nich theke srotoshinike ber kore aanar chesta korche. Rong-ta chirokaal khub romantic mone hoto, mone hoto er moddheye ekta adbhut gobhirata aacche............kintu sei aaj hridayer maajhe hahakaar tulbe seta bujhte paarini. Aaj neel samudro-ke picchone fele dourote dourote bhule gecchi neel aakash to saathei cholecche! Takhoni bujhlam tumio neel rong hoye samudre, aakashe, dehe mone mishe aaccho. Kaar kaach theke kaar kaache palabo? Tai neel rong mekhe Nilima holam.