Photo: Through Subhasish's specs ("Chosma")
“akasher chhorano megher kachhakachhi... dekha jay tomader baari...”
Sandipan do you remember? we used to sing this song, when we used to be in random destinations... random cycling...through randomly chosen streets (streets?)…
dingulote kichhu chhilo... surjodoy na thakleo surjasto chhilo.... chhilo chinta chhilo elomelo uddeshyohin orthoheen...tobuo chhilo swopno.... chhilo puratoner preme notunotter chinta... dinguli dupure suru holeo rat sudhu adhar hoye as to na… asto kobitar ek ekti line e... nicotine e bhora batasheo jibon gaan gaito…hok na se mrityur gan… bahu khule apon bhule... kothao ekta jayga chhilo amar ekanto amar prithibi chhilo....hok na orthoheen hok na... uddeshyoheen... tobu songa chhilo... bodh chhilo... chhilo prithibir seshe notun prithibir hat chhani… ami chhilam... amra chhilam.... amra r nei... kothao nei.... amader chhere asha dhua sediner batashe amader dhongsher bij bunechhilo.. amra jantam na.. amra aj o janina je somoy chole gechhe tar ki kono mane chhilo? Tobuo hotat majhrate jokhon amar sathe amar dekha hoye jay… jokhon dukkho na thakar dukkheo kanna na paoay kanna peye jay… mone hoy mane chhilo.. he mane chhilo… amar kachhe hoytoba nei amader kachheo nei… kintu mane chhilo… sei somoyer kachhe sei somoyer mane chhilo…. Aro oshonkhyoder kachhe mane ache thakbe… ora sobai jabe oi dhua makhano somoyer poth bhenge… ora amader pabe sekhane… jebhabe amra peyechhilam onyo shotabdir kichhu mritoder… tader niye cholechhilam khanikta poth… hok na orthoheen… tobuo to … tobuo mane chhilo sei muhurter kachhe sei muhurter… tai sei muhurtoke bachiye rakha… jodio ami beche nei… amra nei….
ami aaj ke comment na likhe parchina... mane amar onek valo lagche tomake tomar ei ba orthohin kobitar maddhome vojhe... Every line is not only beautiful... but i also felt like something was drawing me into their deeps...
ReplyDeletethis is Neruda... i need not sadden myself anymore, that Neruda doesn't live now...
bhai tumi to acho... to write your heart out... jibon ketejabe...
@Sauvik... thank you... But I am not Neruda... still... life could be better if I could go to him and could have talked to him and could stay with him in his lonely "nest" near the sea shore... could laugh could cry and could do things like friends... its too high ambition..I know but I still cannot give up the idea that I always wished to get him as my friend...
ReplyDelete... you are right... but if you read my comment carefully you shall know that I am speaking your tongue only, (two such words shall vouch for it)... hence my referring you as Neruda is justified...
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