KARAGAAR ER OPAR !!!

Ei karagaar ta bhagtei hobe.. ek na ek din take bhenge jetei hobe... manush-biseshera nimitto matro, upolokkho matro.. kiser karagaar??? ... amader nijeder toiri kora ebong amader nijeder opor aropito e ek really ridiculous karagaar... ei somaj take, ei sonsar take amra amader ponchendriyo diye jemon chini, jemon jani.. ebong takei unquestioningly dhrubosotyo bole maani, sei muuro biswaser, olik sonskarer karagaar... jokhon karagaar bhange tokhoni mohakaaler aaschorjo roop dekhte pawa jae....

Jaake amra otit bole bhabi, prokitopokkhe ta otit noy.. karor seta kothao harae na.. amader sathe, amader bortomaner sathe cihrokal kothao na kothao theke jae... somoy otikranto hoy,somoy oti-klanto hoy tobe somoyer bedi te je smritir sojja nirmito hoy ta chole jae na.. seta ekta dhrubo..constant..; akasher sei shuktara tar moton.. aakasher chaandtar moton noy kintu.. sei smritir aadio nei, modhyo-o nei, tai kono onto-o nei..

Tahole ei somoy otikranto hoye labh ta ki holo???... aasole labh-lokshaner kono khotiyan i ekhane nei.. emon onek ghotona ghote jae jaar kono sarthokota nei bastob jibone.. othocho sei obantor,onorthok ghotonaguli diyei manusher jogot-ta toiri.. tokhon ogroposchat, purbo-poschim.. sob-i ek hoye jae.. sudhu prem.. pre,.. kaljoyee prem oi ujjol nil akashe dhrubotarar moton poth nirdesh dae,mohasagor paar niye jae..

Prem kono bostu noy, bishoy-sompotti noysona-goyna noy ja ekjoner kach theke kere niye onno ke dewa jabe.. e to ekta aalo.. jemon buddhir aalo, gyan er aalo, temon-i prem er aalo... buddhir aalor sima aache, tar ektai khetro.. kintu prem er aalo sobtheke jyotirmoy; ta sobkichur sotyoroop dekhae- tribhubon premomoy hoye jae ei aalo jwolle-opriyo-o priyo hoye othe..

Songsare ekjon aarekjoner mon chene sohanubhuti o bhalobasha diye; boyosh o buddhi diye noy... songsare je joto bhalobesheche, porer hridoyer katha tar kache tototai byakto hoye utheche.. ei otyonto kothin ontordristi sudhu bhalobashar jorei pawa jae, onno kichute noy... tai ami sobsomoy emon manusheri khoj kori je bhalobashake bhalobashe.....

-: FAILED DISCOVERER :-

Ever felt to walk through lonely lanes?,
... to find rhythm in your strides;
... to look into the world
through the falling drops of rain;
... to stretch out your arms
and actually grab the sky;
... to peep and look beyond the horizon...
And bring comfort to your loneliness.

Just close your eyes to see the eternity,
Fold your palms to hold the infinity,
Seek the "meaning of being lonely".
... And it feels to be a Discoverer.

I feel to be a discoverer;
As I rest myself on the grass of sanity
and smell the sky of vanity;
As something unknown flows through the vein,
something strange overflows the heart;
And I think and think and think.
I think so far as I can explore,
... so much as I can restore,
... so long as I'm not exiled to the mundane.

I discover what's right and what's not.
I explore through the degrees of happiness
... and desire the 'real' degrees of freedom.
As though I realise this paradox,
... what's happiness and what's freedom!!
The winds of change changes itself
... and the vision of discovery loses its path;
I flow over the waves of ages,
I look up in vain for the lost wanderer.
I breath upon the surging time
... and I discover myself as a failed discoverer...!!

IRONY !!!

The night lights a fire ahead of the moon; yet there has to be a sincere wait for the flames to give the light. You may say its irony of fate or injustice to the character of the fire but I’ll say it’s something dealing with the unexplored world of solitude.

Solitude; a word that means isolation or sometimes an exile; a word that creates a place to pacify the disturbed mind, to lament the odd events of life or simply to try to understand oneself. But the sense as a whole is so large that it involves each and every person, each and every passion, and each and every potion in a relation. Yet its simply called Solitude… Again an irony… isn’t it.

The bottom-line is that often there prevails a gap between what we provide to accomplish something, what we actually expect to be accomplished and what happens actually. To explain it say, solitude sometimes makes one think upon those people and those events that one really wants to occur for oneself but its very well known to him or her that it’s simply an Utopian thought. Bridging that gap becomes so tough, a job. People become so intent on justifying every little thing they need or seek that the fact that actuality differs greatly from the level where their vision stands escapes their attention. Like sometimes when you seek something you really keep on searching without even realizing that you don’t want it anymore. What you actually want and require has been somewhere else; a place you may never had paid enough attention to. Thus creates the gap; sometimes too big to bridge up.

Sometimes the passion of wanting something makes you fail to realize that you have everything you need or sometimes the confidence to be entirely well-equipped with the essence of life makes you so ignorant that you fail to notice that you’ve wrongly estimated yourself. These are the discrepancies, the fallacies of life which are so confusing at times that it’s too hard for us to make our game plan. One seeks to be alone just to fathom oneself and then realizes that he has moved so far from himself; he has known so wrong about his priorities; he has not known himself. Then he tries to accumulate the fragments of his own self, so long scattered, and eventually retires from his life… Irony again…

Somoyer Bhasha :-

mone-prane somoyer katha sunte chai ami..|
ei ochena somoyer bhasha
moner majhe hariye jawa otiter byartho protyasha-
ei ochena bhasha ke chinte chai ami
amar ojana niyoti ke jante chai ami..|
.................

dheu-er moton se esechilo jibone amar|
jiboner protyushe roder choan enechilo;
ar enechilo ektu bristir ushnota,
ektu mridu batasher ardrota,
chokher dristi te diyechilo
saat bochor byapi sopno rongin..
sei egaro bochor aage ekdin..|
...
tarpor kono katha na bole
kothae jeno hariye gelo se dheu;
taar thikana amake bole dilona keu..||

aaj sei proloy dhumketur moton eseche aabar,
egaro bochor por aarekbar!
osthir kore tuleche aabar,barbar..|
amar sochetonota kepe utheche;
kepe othe bachate nijer somman;
e dhumketu amar aakash korche bhed
amar jiboner matike korche aatonkito;
tai amar bhetorta aalorito..
othocho e aakash.. aajo alokito..|

tai somoyer opor amar obhiman!
haralo keno amar sondhan?
haralo keno chondo amar kobitar?
shunyo holo keno aj aamar obhidhan?
aajker dheu dhumketur bege chote,
raater sopno aatonke bhenge othe..
shunyo ajke bhabna amar,
khomota hariyeche otiter khatae!
se khatae koto kobita ache lekha-
lekha ache somoyer bhashae..|
........
ar se bhasha sikhini kobhu ami!
aajo ochena,aajo ojana,
..sudhu bose thaki opekkhae-
e dhumketu ekdin periye jabe aakasher shimana..||

AALO

Survival of the simplest … why struggle for existence!!!
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Not a single person is born great. Greats are the circumstances they go through in their life, the challenges they face. Person showing high spirit of thought and action under challenges are counted as greats and their deeds are counted as milestones.

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be; possibly a roommate, a neighbor, a co-worker, longest friend, lover or even a complete stranger…; but when you lock your eyes with them, you know at that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.

Some people come into your and our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to a new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make their shy more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for a while, leave footprints in our hearts and, my oh my!!... We are never ever the same.

And sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potentials, your high-spirits, your will-power. Everything happens for a reason; nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Every effect follows a reason. It’s now on our part of thought and action to identify that cause-effect relationship. Illness, injury, lost moments of true greatness or even sheer stupidity – all occur to test the limits of your soul, the extent of your patience and endurance. Without these small tests, whatever they may be life would be like smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable but dull and utterly objectless, extremely pointless – no motion, no emotion as well. The people you meet who affect your life and the success and downfalls you experience help to create the person who you become.

Even the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most poignant an important ones.
If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks your heart just forgive them; not because you must be ever-forgiving but because they have helped you to learn about trust and the importance of being cautious when you open up your heart. If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally; not only because they love you but because in a way they are teaching you how to love, be loved and how to open up your heart and eyes together to things that approach you. Treasure the people that you love and don’t be afraid to let them know how much you care.

Make every day count. Appreciate your every moment and take from those moments everything you possibly can for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people that you have never talked to before and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love; break free and set your sights high. Hold your head up since you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don’t believe in yourself it would be hard for others to believe in you.

You can make your life anything you desire under the domain of reality. Create your own life. Then go out and live it with absolutely no regrets.

... Excursion ...


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And after a long time travelling
I entered a silence …
I entered a freedom from oblivion,
I entered a feeling of winter
by the way the instincts blew…
Seeing the exit from my dreamland
and falling like crystal dew,
Silent and unperceived,
I entered a weightlessness
Where the eyes don’t dare to dream
and the heart don’t dare to desire,
Where instincts kindle away
like the twigs burning in fire …
.. And all the truths call me a liar
And life sings me a satire …
I shouted with voice unheard,
I ran hard with feet unmoved …
…. And after a long time
………. I entered a solitude…

A Certain Smile…

Kiss was not only my velvety desire
But also a bliss …
… from the above, through the eyes,
Eyes,… that were magical
And the sight was a spell
…… reaching me the hell.
As my soul tried to reach her’s
… I trembled and quaked;
Thousands of priorities were lost,
… hellish desires captured me;
As we watched each other
… for a while,
… … for a certain smile.

LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP :

It’s just meaningless to compare love and friendship. Both of them are best among their standpoints….

… if love is more charming, friendship evaluates its charm…
… love is more sensitive but friendship makes us sensible…
… love gives instinctive pleasure, friendship is the most pleasurable instinct…
… love gives silent nights, friendship gifts a day full of fun and frolic…


… friendship is wind; love is breeze…
… friends love each other; lovers are each other’s best friends…
… in friendship tears are wiped out;
In love tears inundates our heart and makes it the more fertile…
… friendship is like a pot created by a potter assembling all his experience and aesthetic sense;
Love is nothing but that pot filled with nectar…
… love goes far making loneliness a comfortable one;
Friendship can eradicate all loneliness…

Few things in life are so special that a man can even die for it…..
A good friend is perhaps the best example of its kind…….

Relations are not always inborn. Often inborn relations don’t prove as charming and meaningful as some “made” relations do. In my life I feel this most profoundly…
Frankly speaking, friends have always been something God-gifted, something unparallel to me. Like the gentle dew that falls unseen and unheard but yet brings to blossom the entire floral world has been the effect of this relation on me… slowly and silently it produced me as I am today,.. and as you find me today. If you take my example you must believe that friendship is a great creator…

amar moner prothom katha....

ami esechi ei sagorpare kichu katha bolbo bole...
ami thakbo ei sagoreri dhare ei dheugulo ke dhorbo bole...
ami dhorbo dheuer sitolota,makhbo moner vetore,makhabo tomar moner vetorta..
jodi thako amar opekkhay tumi....
ei dheu er khela sesh holei ami asbo..ami asbo tomar pashe boste..
...ami asbo tomar katha sunte...
...ami asbo tomar hath dhore cholte kichu poth
thakbo kichukkhon..
..abar egiye jete jiboner pothe..