Friday, September 9, 2011

Anko koshe jenechhi aami
Mangal graha rushto,
Anko koshei ber korechhi
Kishe hobe tini tushto!


Shaptahete ekdin jadi
Na khao mach-mangsho,
M.sc to bolchhe amar
Gourab pabe bangsho.


Bujhechhi aami atdinete
Bigyan byata bhrashto,
Laglo kaje dher to bote
Taka, shamay nashto.


Ashol hero mangalbabu
Shob kripai to taar,
Taka dilen, kori dilen
Aangti dawshek aar.

Bujhinu sheshe haay haay haay
Nashto bachhor chaar!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

If I'm mulling on the what-could-have-been's, can i be accused of living in the past? Or, in the future? The indefinite future?
 

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Friday, July 22, 2011

Freedom is being able to decide if you want to be bound.
I feel free, yes.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Oh! What a win!
I beat you hollow,
But feel hollow within...
And as you turn more and more away from me; I turn more and more into you.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Swimstar

Everytime I go under water, I come up hoping to see you hunched by the edge.

Now, I don't come up for air anymore.
I come up for you.

Painting: My friend Purbani Das