ভাবনা: চারশো উনপঞ্চাশ
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১ জুলাই ২০০৯
ওহে বৃষ্টি! দূরে যাও কোথাও…………..আমার
প্রেয়সী আসবে যখন সূর্য জ্বলবে……..
হ্যাঁ বন্ধুরা, আমি তোমাদের হৃদয়ে বৃষ্টির ফোঁটা
পাঠাচ্ছি। শুধু চেষ্টা করো সেগুলোকে তোমাদের গ্রহণক্ষম আত্মায় ধরতে। তখন তোমাদের
প্রেয়সী স্বাভাবিকভাবেই তোমাদের হৃদয়ের কেন্দ্রে আবির্ভূত হবে!
১ জুলাই ২০০৯
‘অন্ধকার বৃষ্টি’ আমার আত্মার বাইরে । । ।
। । । । । কিন্তু ভিতরে । । আছে ‘শাশ্বত রৌদ্র’ । । । । । চিরকাল । । ।
। । । । ।
হুহ। । । । । । । । । সূর্য জ্বলুক আর নাই
জ্বলুক, আমি আমার আত্মার মধ্যে সূর্য জ্বালাতে পারি। পরিস্থিতি যাই হোক, আমার দিন
শুরু হয় রৌদ্র নিয়ে।
বৃষ্টির ফোঁটার মিষ্টতা তখনই উপলব্ধি করা যায়
যখন সূর্যের আলো সেগুলোকে মুক্তার মতো ঝলমল করায়!
১ জুলাই ২০০৯
বন্ধুরা, কেউ কি আছো যারা আমার সাথে বৃষ্টিতে গান
আর নাচতে চাও?
বৃষ্টিতে নাচা আর গান গাওয়া একটা চমৎকার ভাবনা,
কারণ যদি আমরা বৃষ্টিতে নাচি, তাহলে আমরা নিজেরা আনন্দ পাব আর অন্যরাও আমাদের
নাচ উপভোগ করবে। তাই, এর মাধ্যমে আমরা অন্যদের খুশি করতে পারি!
১ জুলাই ২০০৯
সন্ধ্যা এসেছে আমাদের আনন্দের শহরে দূর কোনো জায়গা
থেকে। পাখিরা উড়ছে; কিন্তু তারা তাদের নীড়ে ফিরছে না। বলতে পারো আমাকে, কোন
অজানা ভূমির দিকে তারা উড়ে যাচ্ছে?
আমাদের ভাবনার ধরন একটা জায়গাকে শান্তিপূর্ণ
করতে পারে বা নাও পারে।
১ জুলাই ২০০৯
আমি মাঝে মাঝে বিষণ্ণ বোধ করি এই ভেবে যে আমি কেন
কদাচিৎ বিষণ্ণ বোধ করি! বন্ধুরা, তোমরা কি আমাকে একটা সমাধান দিতে পারো, প্লিজ?
১ জুলাই ২০০৯
মাঝে মাঝে প্রেম আসে ঘৃণার ছদ্মবেশে। প্লিজ একে
কখনো চলে যেতে দিয়ো না!
মাঝে মাঝে অত্যধিক প্রেম ঘৃণায় পরিণত হয় আর অত্যধিক
ঘৃণা প্রেমে!
একজন উগ্র প্রেমিকের কাছে যা ‘প্রেম’, তা অন্যদের
কাছে হতে পারে ‘ঘৃণা’!
১ জুলাই ২০০৯
চাঁদের আলোর ঝলকানি আমার হৃদয়কে তার ছায়ার নিচে
থাকার জন্য আমন্ত্রণ জানায়। বন্ধুরা! শুভরাত্রি! আমি সেখানে যাচ্ছি। কে আমার
সাথে আসতে চাও?
আমার প্রিয়তমা বাস করে আমার আত্মার কেন্দ্রে। তার কোনো
ভৌত অস্তিত্ব নেই, কিন্তু আমি জানি সে আমার হৃদয়ের মধ্যে বিরাজ করে!
2 July 2009
Friends! Cloudy Good Morning! Start
your day with a dream!
2 July 2009
Seeing the window open, it suddenly stopped. . . . . .wayward melodies drifting on mischievous winds.
. . . . . . . . . . (Someone seems to beckon me today, calling me away to somewhere distant.
. . . . .so very distant. . . . . . . . )
Translation: . . . . . . .Finding
the window of my mind open. . . . .the rambling melody floating on the wind of
my soul stopped all at once. . . . . . . .
(I wonder that melody beckons my
heart and takes it away to the distant land, I’ve never gone throughout the
short span of my life!)
2 July 2009
This shimmering, sun-drenched afternoon.
. . . . . . .reminds me of that memory . . . . . . . . .the memory that makes me want to live on this earth forever . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
2 July 2009
Cloudy afternoon.
. . . . . .I feel like………..watching the birds return to their nests, it seems as if they’re flocking together to visit the land of clouds. . . . . . . .
2 July 2009
I never had any desire to become an engineer. Anyway.
. . . academically speaking, I have become one.
. . . .I am an engineer. . . . . . .Perhaps I’ve accepted
this fact.
. . . .but I still haven’t been able to accept it in my heart.
. . . . .I don’t know if I ever will. . . . . .No one can grasp what’s inside me, not even myself!
: Where’s the conflict between being a poet and an engineer?
Good poetry or good engineering design,
both require imagination………..
: Wonderful!
Really your comment is too tough to disagree! But friend, the context tells a different story! Look around at the familiar world surrounding us,
there’s virtually no combination between these two identities!
Still, I tried to create a synthesis.
. . . . .The result was
. . . . . . .that in my realm of imagination, the engineer’s vision completely failed.
. . . .Only poetry survived.
. . . . I’m gladly accepting this failure!. . . . . . . .
2 July 2009
The cool night breeze takes me to
that remote village where my solitary soul once danced in the midst of
daffodils tossing the air. Friends, will you go with me?
2 July 2009
The silvery canopy of the moon is
gesturing me to the blue star-studded sky! . . . . . So, . . . . . Friends!
Good Night!
3 July 2009
Start your day with smile! Start
your day with a dream. Sunny Good Morning Friends!
Let the clouds of nature and our
mind dispel forever by the blazing sunshine this morning!
I wish I floated like clouds in the
realm of my imagination!
3 July 2009
I named you Bonolata the moment I saw you. . . . . . . . .Perhaps in that very instant I fell in love with you. . . . . . . .Bonolata.
. . . .Speak to me.
. . . .Do not be shy. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Sushanta Paul Translation: O dear!
When I saw thee the first time, my heart named you Bonolota. . . I wonder I
fell in love with you at that very moment! O Bonolota! Let me hear your sweet
voice. Don’t be shy!
3 July 2009
If rain brings a flowing to the heart,
Then I can embrace all sorrows,
If rain falls in some enchanted moment,
When you come flooding back to mind!
3 July 2009
I haven’t yet seen the loveliest
days in my life; I haven’t yet uttered the sweetest words that I dream of
uttering.
Love is what I feel. It gets
perfection when I can make others feel so.
3 July 2009
Brother, I don’t know! I also
searching that lucky person who can make me also fortunate.
3 July 2009
If we’re cured, we often don’t even
remember the doctor; but if we aren’t cured we can never forget the doctor
throughout our life!
We should never forget a doctor,
because it is all the same for him whether we remember him or not. But if he
remembers and misses us so much that we need to go to his chamber frequently,
our life will be a hell!
Reflection: Four Hundred and Fifty
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4 July 2009
Dear Friends! Let the sunshine pass
through your soul. Good Morning!
4 July 2009 ·
Those who are bored at having
extreme happiness, might try to make friendship with Bush.
4 July 2009
What a life paradox of a Bangalee!
He can’t go to office relaxed eating the rice for which he is doing the job!
4 July 2009
Love is a mysterious simplicity
woven in complexity!
4 July 2009
. . . . . . . .well-done! A good
friend really works as the mirror of thought. No matter whether I’m here or not
my soul-image speaks whenever and wherever necessary! 🙂
I remain lost, after all
. . . . . . . . .sometimes I return. . . . . . .when time momentarily comes to a standstill. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
4 July 2009
O night birds! Please cease singing.
My sweetheart is sleeping. Please whisper to my ear! Friends! Now it’s time to
listen to the night birds! So, Good Night! Have a sweet dream!
5 July 2009 ·
Let the warmth of this morning touch
your heart! Good Morning Friends!
5 July 2009
The song that harmonizes with my time. . . . . .that time, that is, in the measure of time itself, that very song becomes timeless for me . . . . . this is what I believe. . . . . . therefore I have no fixed grammar for timeless songs.
5 July 2009
I’ve torn away the diary pages
. . . . . . .where your stories were written . . . . . . but I couldn’t tear the notebook of my heart.
. . . . . .where a thousand sorrows have gathered . . . . . . . . . . .
Ah, that song from childhood!
5 July 2009
What will we gain if lose our own
soul and gain the whole world?
Whatever we may gain is not felt
from our soul. . . . . . .just seeks an outlet in impulse! What’s the use
of this fruitless gaining?
A person is what his instinct urges
him to do. Instinct is something based on the interrogation of the soul. If the
soul is dead a person is nothing but a living corpse!
Soul is the only thing that flies
swiftly to answer for the right even when all other aspects of life are conquered
illegally!
5 July 2009
I love her as I hate to hate her.
How long will such a relationship last?
I think this depends upon the nature
of hatred. The hatred may be of two types: either spontaneous or impulsive. The
result will follow differently in each case!
5 July 2009
Dear Night! This world’s defeat; . .
. . . . . The stop to busy fools. . . . . . A dazzling darkness to face the
moon. . . . . . . . . Friends! Good Night!
6 July 2009
A man is as free as he can think.
Women are as free as the way man
makes them think for the sake of both men & women…………..
6 July 2009
She was playing with the twilight.
Seeing this, the moon felt jealous and came soon! Friends, do you know who she
is?
I’m pretty bad at helping in solving
riddles!
6 July 2009
I want to dedicate the clouds of
this noon to someone special. . . . . . . . . . . . .
How can I proceed? It’s raining from
the clouds!
I can only give her clouds. . . .
.but not the raindrops. . . ! huh. . .
6 July 2009 ·
I’m walking in the rain. Nobody but
sweet raindrops accompany me!
6 July 2009
Twilight hour
. . . .stay a little while longer. . . . . . . . . . . .don’t go.
. . . . . .leaving me.
. . . .when evening falls. . . . . . . . . .
Whatever people may say,
the heart’s words…
…do they ever cease?
6 July 2009
Most of us just fall in love, but
cannot feel it in real sense!
Love is language of our mind, when
our thoughts flow towards eternity.
6 July 2009
The song of the nightingale, the
innocence of night breeze, the shadow of the queen-moon . . . . . all these invite
my soul to the eternal night-paradise! Good Night Friends!
7 July 2009
Happiness lies between the gap of
desire and fulfilment.
It is a state of well-being
characterized by emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy
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7 July 2009
Work, work and work! Isn’t there any
other way to procure money?
Oh no! I still have to work in
robbery also.
Huh! . . . . . My conscience says
that it is already safe and even would be safer if I could get a shortcut to
procuring money! Marriage to the daughter of a rich man? Why should I marry
such a girl who has already been refused so many times only because people
never even dare to see her face twice?! Rather, it’s a good idea to procure a
money-making machine. But, could anyone please tell me where I can buy it from?
7 July 2009
Alas! How powerful I’m! I can make
the sky cry as soon as I get out of home! (DISGUSTING RAIN!)
I like Mr. Rain and even all his
relatives when I’m at home. I then start to write poems. . . .either already
written or not by any romantic person sitting at home. . . . . . . .
7 July 2009
Enjoying the innocence of the
raindrops. . . . . . . . . . . . .
The innocent parts of nature teach
us to feel that we are here on earth to live and let others live harmoniously!
7 July 2009
The sun sets only to bring the
‘Royal Evening’.
7 July 2009
The cow doesn’t give us milk; rather
we collect milk from it.
We cannot get any achievement
readymade, rather we must raise ourselves to make it ready for us. Wind doesn’t
change its direction, rather we make arrangement to change it as we need.
8 July 2009 ·
For every scoundrel, there is a
hero.
8 July 2009
The sun is peeping through the
clouds. . . . . . . . Enjoying the ‘CLOUDY WARMTH’ of the morning . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . .
Thought: Four Hundred and Fifty-One
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8 July 2009 ·
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so
bright!. . . . . . . . . . Why must we but weep for past days that won’t never
come?
Sure, I treasure my thoughts not
only for myself, but also for my friends.
8 July 2009
O Destiny! Why have you kept me
under the same sky with her if I had to pass the past 25 springs of my life in
solitude?
Irony of fate! Game of God! I wonder
whether destiny always means destination!
8 July 2009 ·
. . . . . . . . . . . .enjoying the
light and shade of the twilight. . . . . . . . .
8 July 2009 ·
. . . . . . .enjoying ‘the colour of
the night’. . . . . . . . .
Feeling the aesthetic aspect of
night!
8 July 2009
I think the colour of love and hate
is same. It appears differently to differently persons.
8 July 2009 ·
Love lives beyond. . . . . .the
tomb, the earth, the flowers and dew. . . . . .love dwells with her. . . . .
.in the charm of night. . . . . .when I close my eyes. . . . . . . . Friends!
Good Night!
9 July 2009 ·
. . . . . . . . . . Now reading the
poetries by William Butler Yeats.
9 July 2009
. . . . . .now drawing her portrait
with the hue of the clouds. . . . . . . . . .
9 July 2009
O raindrops! Please don’t fall on my
eye-lids . . . . . . . let her see my tears and feel my passion for her ! . . .
. . . .
Huh. . . . . .never do I. . . . . .
I just wanna show my passion. . . . . .
Hope I’ll show it better. . . .
.after I pass amateur stage. . . .and can teach others. . . .
O Sweet Rain! Please don’t touch my
eye-lids so that my sweetheart can also feel how much my heart feels and yearns
for her seeing tear drops on my eyes. . . . . .
9 July 2009
O dear! Please cast the glance once
again that you cast on my soul the time when you saw me firstly!
9 July 2009
Politics is the art of convincing
others of a matter of which they are already convinced.
. . . . . . . Thanks. I’m fine. It
seems that the commoners generally wait for to be convinced. So it’s an easy
task to convince them. . . . . Anyway, how are you?
In perspective Bangladesh!
We, the Bangladeshi people, have
suffered the most for it also!
We’re too helpless to free ourselves
from this vicious cycle of Bangladeshi politics!
I also hope let there be light. . .
.
9 July 2009 ·
Why should we call Arab ‘Middle
East’? Do we call England ‘Middle West’?
No first world country, no second
world country or no third world country. . . . . . . Such so-called division
only extends the ever-widening gap between wealth and poverty.
. . . . . Thanks a lot brother! I
have been wondering about that for the past few days. Was England not used in
such a way?
Thanks for informative comment. Then
there so first, second or third world complexity! Happy to learn that!
If second world doesn’t exist, how
comes the third world? Actually, third world concept is a strategy of
exploiting the poorer countries.
9 July 2009
I am the self-consumer of my woes. .
. . . . . Some songs remain unsung forever. . . . . Who knows!
My woes rise and vanish in oblivious
host. . . . . . .
9 July 2009
Tonight both my soul and my poor
house do equally desire your company. . . . . Not I’m worthy of your love. . .
. . . .but your love will make me feel the liberty that will inspire me to be
free even in the shackles…….
10 July 2009
I’ve learnt shedding tears from the
rain. . . . . . . . . O dear! What’s the use of frightening me to make me weep
for you?. . . . . . . . I’ve learnt flaming my soul from the volcano. . . . . .
. . How can you burn my soul more than that?
10 July 2009 ·
A bed of roses without a sweetheart
is no better than a bed of thorns!
When you think you enjoy something,
you start enjoying it. It’s a psychological matter. No matter whether it is
enjoyable to others or not! So, friend, you’re right in your thought.
10 July 2009
What should I do if someone doesn’t
understand that I don’t love her?
. . . . If she turns a deaf ear to
thousands of reasons . . . . .then what should I do?
I’ve already thought thousand times!
She is a pest for me. Please pardon me if I’m rude.
. . . . . . . Isn’t love a feeling
that spring spontaneously? Why should a person urge another that he must love
her? In addition, I never promised her anything like that. If one builds a
castle of love without the consent of other, the castle should collapse!
Now, a light joke comes to my mind!
I loved Aishwarya very dearly and even dreamt of marrying her. . . . . . . . .
. .
Is love something that ‘I SHOULD’ or
something that ‘I CANNOT BUT’?
Love is actually a feeling that
comes spontaneously. What’s the use of being convinced about loving someone
whom you cannot accept from you soul?
Contemplations: Four Hundred and Fifty-Two
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10 July 2009
If you don’t love someone, do you
think that he/she has the right to hate you?
But, many think that they’ve the
fullest right!
. . . . Why should I borrow if I can
afford myself?
Nowadays, creativity is the art of
concealing the source of an idea tactfully, while spontaneity always passes
through some universal traits which often haunts your brain. I think in my
case, spontaneity works which is largely based on originality:) . . . . . . .
Anyway, to generate a product-idea of DOVANA I must treasure some more ideas
which others can use also.
. . . . . . I wonder whether the
writers whose words we read, also face the same question! LOL
I’ve probably failed to make my
viewpoint clear to you. I asked if I refuse someone in case of love, has she
any right to show hatred towards me?
10 July 2009
Love is best felt by those who try
to get it but fail in their attempt!
I wonder whether there is any person
but fell in love in their whole life. But few can achieve it in the truest
sense!
The feeling of love is yet to be
defined universally. However, spontaneity is the fountain that flows it to
eternity. What is love to a person may be utter hatred to another. The
dimensions of it make it more enigmatic than it really is. Those who try and
fail in solving it, optimist or pessimist may they be, can feel what they
failed to gift their soul!
10 July 2009
Night, the black rainy reason,
simplifies her smells . . . . . . into a village; she assumes the impenetrable
. . . . . . . musk of the negro, grows secret as sweat, . . . . . . her alleys
odorous with sucked oyster shells, . . . . . . . coals of gold o
Some simple words can say more than
they really imply. . . . .if expressed in some more words. . . . . .
11 July 2009
The sky feels like weeping, but
doesn’t weep so that I can wish a Good Morning to my friends!
11 July 2009
Even an impolite person cannot tolerate another impolite person!
11 July 2009
“It is better to reign in Hell than to serve in Heaven.”
It’s not so argumentative as you seem to think. I’ve tried here to present a simile. Metaphorically, it is referring to another state having some similar traits. Friends, have you got my point?
. . . . . Please try to understand the allegory.
11 July 2009
Thou gave me leave to kiss. . . . . . Thou gave me leave to woo. . . . . . . Thou made me think, by this. . . . . . . . And that, thou loved me to. . . . . .
12 July 2009
What a mystery! It’s equally delicious to love or hate you!
Huh! DELICIOUS sounds delicious.
12 July 2009
What a weather! The sun is peering through the cloud.
12 July 2009
It’s not fair! My friends say that I don’t use internet; rather I use facebook!
12 July 2009 ·
Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me.
13 July 2009
A critic is free from all anxieties; because he doesn’t have to create anything. He can only criticize.
Criticism is the art of valuing and often devaluing others for a work that is hardly possible for the critic.
13 July 2009
If the holy books stand on the way to be a real man, they should be set on fire.
I just expressed my personal feeling here, similarly as you’ve. Thanks for your comment.
I’ve read many holy books of different religions. From my study, I’ve felt the urge to alter or update many existing thoughts that hinder our psychological, individual and overall social development. We should never follow blindly any verdict of those books, because some of our ancestors wrote those. They might have their own follies.
I take care of my perception treasured from my study, and at the same time I also respect the perception of others treasured from only their familial social tradition not from self-cognizance!
14 July 2009
I saw my ruin in your eyes. But I
just cannot help staring at your eyes!
14 July 2009
Remember me from day to day, . . . .
. . . . Remember me when far away, . . . . . . . . . AND . . . . . . When a
grave should be my bed, . . . . .. And remember me when I am dead . . . . . .
14 July 2009
Being confused is a good thing,
because it will from doing anything, either right or wrong!
14 July 2009
Wounded hearts are like roses that
never bloom. So, friends, please never wound the heart that loves you.
14 July 2009
. . . . . . . . .enjoying the
charming light and breeze of twilight.
14 July 2009 ·
. . . . . . . .appeal of golden
evening has fallen on my soul. . . . . . . .
O dear! How can I untie the bond
that you’ve created in my soul this evening?
14 July 2009
O dear! If you don’t come, I can
invite Death in thousand ways. I hope, Death will not refuse me cruelly like
you!
Death is milder than my sweetheart!
Friend, probably you’re writing a
letter to an unborn child, yet to see the light of the world!
15 July 2009
The world is now suffering from a
deep malady, yet we are indebted to the world.
15 July 2009
Never give your heart to a
teen-ager; she may lose it fancifully. Preserve it, give it to her when she is
matured enough to receive it.
A teen-aged girl can’t usually
develop the fullest sense about which heart to treasure and which heart to
deny. So, what she dreams is merely a fancy of love not the real love in the
truest sense. Why should we impose a responsibility on the shoulder that is not
prepared to shoulder it yet?
It’s very natural that a teen-aged
girl devalues a receptive heart. But a matured one must not be too silly to
treasure a heart which can show her the way like an evening-star.
Yea. . . . . . .in this case, most
of them make serious blunders that sometimes give her pain all through her
whole life.
Reflection: Four Hundred Fifty-Four
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15 July 2009
When the text-book committee
prescribes text-books, it actually tells the students indirectly that they
shouldn’t read those books if they want to get pleasure from reading!
15 July 2009
. . . . . . . .enjoying the illusive
shadow of the evening. . . . . .
15 July 2009
In the ocean of love there is no
shore.
As there is no shore, a lover must
never seek for a pause; the more he crosses, the more way is left to cross yet.
. . . . . . . . .
The more one tries to escape, the
more one ties himself!
15 July 2009
My tear-drops are flooding me, yet
my soul is burning for you. Oh! The palace is burning to ashes in the heavy
shower of rain! . . . . . . . . . Good Night, Friends!
16 July 2009
The rain-soaked sunlight suddenly reminded me—
last night we touched the rain together.
16 July 2009
Who wanna dance with me in the
romantic twilight?
Nothing has happened yet. If I can
dance with someone, something might happen.
16 July 2009
. . . . . . . . . . .waiting for the
night-birds to please my sweetheart !
16 July 2009
Love for love’s sake or, Love for
heart’s sake? Friends, which one is the more important?
If you love someone, you may suffer.
If you don’t you must suffer. Better to love and be loved!
Why should experience it personally?
Rather, like me you can also perceive it from cognizance of your friends!
16 July 2009 ·
When a lover sheds tears for the
sake of love, then his tear-drops become blazes of fire in his eyes.
Sighs don’t always breed tears.
Mountains covered with snow all around assume a majestic look, what matters if
miss the original beauty? Tears tell most when speeches fail. They raze the
heart of a lover and only then the sparks flow to eternity. It can turn you to
ashes in the twinkling of your eye.
The more minds, the more viewpoints!
No problem!
. . . . . . I think this psychology
works equally in both cases.
17 July 2009
Woke to see sunlight playing hide-and-seek on my beloved’s chin.
. . . . . . . . . . .Friends, good morning through clouds and sun!
Yet know this, I am here . . . . . . and here you are too.
. . . . . .Just stretch out your hand and call me. . . . . .
17 July 2009
Only for poetry’s sake do I feel such longing to live much longer.
. . . . . . . . . . .
17 July 2009
These days in crowds of people. . . . . .finding a human being is hard!
In the kingdom of humanity, a melancholy coexistence with the inhuman.
17 July 2009 ·
Just one poem! . . . . . . .I keep writing it. . . . .I will keep writing it . . . . . . . throughout my entire life.
. . . . . . . .
The poem whose melody dances always to life’s rhythm! The poem that even when completely written. . . . .leaves so much still unwritten!
The verses of my poem play constantly in my heart! They merge constantly with the canvas of feeling!
17 July 2009
Lately. . . . when you are
beside me, somehow . . . . I feel even more alone. . . . . .
17 July 2009
I am now a pitiful captive in the hands of poetry…………..
17 July 2009
My only wish throughout my life was:
‘Someone will wait for me.’ But I passed whole of my life wishing for someone,
but nobody came!
life seems to me a
dew-drop………that falls in an unpredictable manner!
I’m marvelous only when my friends
can feel my thoughts with their marvelous contemplative instinct!
……….your wonderful words woven
in the charm of celestial benediction make my way to destination not a weary
but a charismatic one!!!
17 July 2009 ·
My ‘Love’ always lives in my soul;
he is never born, never dies!
18 July 2009
Friends! May today’s dreamy sunshine
start your day. Good Morning!
18 July 2009 ·
Every failed love grants the lover a kind of pride.
. . . . . . . . .
19 July 2009
Start your day with smile, start
your day with a dream! Good Morning Friends!
19 July 2009
Those university canteen conversations are gone now
. . . . .gone forever now. . . . . . . . . .
19 July 2009
This twilight hour
. . . . . .let it remain a little longer. . . . . . . . .
O twilight! Please stay a little
more!
I’m quite ok. I’m not in love,
rather love is in me!
19 July 2009 ·
. . . . . . . . . . .enjoying the
dangerous beauty of the dark evening!
Sharat Chandra called darkness “terrifyingly beautiful”!
Beauty in its most extreme form!
20 July 2009
How wonderfully the sunshine entered
through my soul this morning! Good Morning, Friends!
20 July 2009
My dreamgirl lives in my soul. She
assimilates a concrete shape only in the bosom of my heart! She perhaps has no
physical existence!
20 July 2009
I can feel how the down-trodden feel
when we try to impose our bogus majesty upon them. A too tough a misery to
withstand, indeed!
20 July 2009
I spent my whole life chasing after
‘beauty’. ‘Beauty’ was inside my soul. You discovered it for the first time.
Now, I’ve gained a rebirth!
20 July 2009
My tears have extinguished the fire
that you’ve flamed in my soul. But who will extinguish the flame in my soul
that was caused by my tears?
21 July 2009
What’s the punishment of keeping two
wives at a time? . . . . . . . . . . . . . Getting two mothers-in-law at a
time! . . . . . . . . . . . . . Friends, keep smiling! Good Morning!
21 July 2009
After marriage ….. The newly
married ugly bride: Before whom should I come in veil? . . . . . . . .
Bridegroom: Only before me, no one else!
21 July 2009 ·
. . . . . . . .now reading ‘In the
Land of Pictures, In the Land of Poetry’ by Sunil Gangopadhyay. . . . . .for
the third time. . . . . . . JOSSSSS!!!
Sushanta Paul Two thumbs up! Another
awesome such type of book is ‘On the Road, In Exile’ by Annadasankar Roy.
Reflection: Four Hundred Fifty-Four
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21 July 2009
I see you more when I do not see you than when I see you.
21 July 2009
The decision of marrying second time
after the death of the first wife is the victory of desire over experience!
Conquer of desire over experience,
bitter experience! Drinking Hemlock smilingly once again!
First marriage is called
“accident”, but second marriange considered as ‘Suicide”…..
Suicide. . . . . . .to be continued.
. . . . . . .
22 July 2009
. . . . . . . .enjoying a cool
atmosphere after the solar eclipse
22 July 2009
. . . . . . . . .suffering from
Hamletian Complexity. . . . . . . . . . . To be or not to be: that is the question.
Now the problem is, when I close my
eyes, I dream that life is beauty, but when I open my eyes, I feel that life is
nothing but duty.
22 July 2009
Misery begets Misfortune, or
Misfortune begets Misery?
22 July 2009
We should never show the audacity of
being attacked with such a disease of which we can’t defray the medical cost.
23 July 2009
Is our daily walking a blow against the heart of the road?
23 July 2009
. . . . . . .enjoying the rhythm of
twilight.
23 July 2009 ·
O birds! Please stay some more
moment, sing with me. Don’t return nests now. . . .
23 July 2009 ·
All birds have returned to their nests. . . . . . .leaving behind this beautiful golden evening. . . . . .only for you.
23 July 2009
Love is a flame. It ignites only
when our mind responds spontaneously.
24 July 2009
I think Socrates would not hesitate
to drink Hemlock if his wife Xanthippe were lovely and offered him that cup of
deadly poison.
. . . . . . . I can do what I said,
because I dare do it! It’s a promise, mind it!
. . . . . I earnestly wish it really
happened!
If I am in your position, I would
rather quit drink any liquids…and I will eat food also outside…HeHeHe….
Good joke, but I wonder whether it
works practically!
24 July 2009
Friends, which one is the sweeter?
‘Memories based on Love’ or, ‘Love based on Memories’?
Memories based on love chases the
heart of a true lover throughout his/her whole life. Again, love based on
memories dominates over the mundane pleasures. So, both the concepts are
powerful enough to make a sensible heart nostalgic.
25 July 2009
Whatever anyone may say
. . . .I am quite content with my madnesses!
25 July 2009
Nature is the best cook.
25 July 2009
O dear! Please don’t leave me. I
promise I’ll never seek you but only your golden love.
26 July 2009
Make-up is an art, but the better
art is the trick to conceal it from others.
26 July 2009
When I find a bird lying dead on the
street, my sensible soul tries to compose a verse for it. But why does the
thought of burying it not come in my mind?
This is a message, whatever the
height it flies, but it has to get grounded after death….so many people will
realize it, whenever they see the bird lying dead in the floor…so just leave
it…and move forward….
Really a nice interpretation, I must
admit!
26 July 2009
Gratitude about internationalism is
a very rare thing.
26 July 2009
The greatest heroes of history are
actually famous murderers.
This line might seem cheap, but its significance is important to me from various perspectives. I’m speaking of those great warriors who, blinded by the allure of so-called imperialism, perpetrated the extreme humiliation of humanism. It often occurs to me that the concept of “hero” is far too relative, and in many cases quite prejudiced; at least that’s what I’ve felt when turning through the pages of history.
The history that students of a
particular region read is very much biased. Generally, we are taught that the
national heroes (may or may not have the international acceptance) are seldom
wrong-doers. Rather, the so-called heroes of other regions that stand on our
way were bloody scoundrels. Sometimes patriotism breeds superstition.
Then, you’re admitting that some of
them might be (rather should be) called rascals. Well, I also claimed this type
of unbiased attitude.
27 July 2009
The story that is difficult to drag
to the end, should rather be left in the middle-part with a pleasing turn.
27 July 2009 ·
Loan haunts us 24 hours. It causes
anxiety at night and humiliation by day.
Hmm. . . . . . . Good thought, as I
thought it also. Loan always deducts money. The more loan, the more liability,
the less wealth, the weaker friendship.
So, don’t borrow loan from
friends…instead borrow from Banks….
Good idea. Bank will never break up
friendship with you.
27 July 2009
If you want to spoil your whole day
you can start your day quarreling with your wife. . . . . Give it a try, it
really works!
I just suggested one of the most
effective (!) ways.
I experienced it practically and
very closely from many of my closer ones!
27 July 2009
Sometimes I think that you would
better be a poetry so that I could recite you again again not to forget you.
28 July 2009
Sunset bathed in raindrops. . . . .
. .tears of sun (!)
28 July 2009
The word ‘LOVE’ is one of the mostly
used but leastly understood words in the world.
What about couple love?
Because “Talking” is easy,
but “Practicing” is tough, and Follow & Understand is
toughest….
Good…………..Constructive
thought!
28 July 2009
I long to hear the ocean’s roar . . . . . . .
28 July 2009
Coming to this earth is a risky
task. So, there is no way of escaping this risk after coming here.
We can run throughout our life in
the same endless track of this earth!
Mr. Doctor, how many have you
brought to earth so far? Hahaha.
Neither we brought anything to this
world, and Nor we are going to take anything from this world….in
between….some of us enjoy this world, some of us ruin this world….
depends on…………the attitude!
29 July 2009
Love happens only once, the rest is
just Life. . . . . . . .
Your statement may be true, if you
see “Love” and “Life” as two separate things. But, if you
beleive both are same, then how will accept your statement???
If both were the same……….the
statement would delete………….the
words…………ONCE…………REST……….
Thnx for ur disagreement! Brother
I’m referring here to “Love at first sight” concept…………..A
pure, spiritual affection, subsisting between persons of opposite sex, unmixed
with carnal desires, and regarding the mind only and its
excellence………….PLATONIC LOVE……….(Alright?)
Reflection: Four hundred fifty-five
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29 July 2009
When the golden-winged seagull flies away telling fairy tales . . . . . . . . . . . then I think of you . . . . . . .and climb the stairs of the imagined world . . . . . . .thinking . . . . .the path still stretches far ahead . . . . . . . .
29 July 2009
Never put flowers on the bed,
because it’s the symbol of last farewell to a departed soul.
Then I should also think more about
it later. lol
29 July 2009
O dear! Don’t leave me alone. I’d
rather you’d not in unless you must. I shan’t catch the whole world, if you
catch my hand!
29 July 2009
Which prevails against all the odds?
Love for love’s sake? or, Love for heart’s sake?
29 July 2009
I just want to kiss the evening
breeze that danced on the tuft of her hair some moments ago.
“Love at first sight”
concept…………..A pure, spiritual affection, subsisting between persons of
opposite sex, unmixed with carnal desires, and regarding the mind only and its
excellence………….PLATONIC LOVE…………blows a storm of passion in my
soul
29 July 2009
When I owned a boat, I wasn’t
worried about the shore, as I could reach it whenever I wished. Now, my boat is
broken. Still I’m not worried about the shore, as I’ll never be able to reach
it, even if I try my best.
30 July 2009
Hospital is a depressed home of the
depressed world.
And you people are the heroes of
that depressed world! Still agreed? lol. . . . . . .
For every hero there is a rascal.
Who are the rascals for you, brother?
30 July 2009 ·
I do not fear losing love… for my love has no birth, no death.
In the secret chambers of my own heart, love keeps company with me alone!
The dreamers often lose their dreams
in reality. I would rather wanna wander with her on the clouds of my dreams in
my fairyland.
Dada, the dreamgirls always live in
dream. If we want to get them in reality, we often become frustrated.
30 July 2009
It’s better to feel love than to
fall in love.
We stop analyzing love as soon as we
fall in it.
1 August 2009
No one kept their word… yet I remain bound by that eternal truth that ‘to distrust humanity is sin’…
In my dream world, everyone keeps their word…..that’s why ‘today Varuna’s heart holds only the scent of attar’……….
Friend, in your dream world I wish to dwell as a quiet wanderer. Tearing through the smoky web of loveless illusion, I want to paint upon my eyes a dreamlike enchantment.
1 August 2009
“A thing of beauty is a joy
forever.” I would like to say, “A person of beauty is a joy
forever.” So, let’s be beautiful!
1 August 2009
I was born genius, education
destroyed me.
Our formal education system often
limits our vision, instead of creating newer boundaries for us.
I feel flattered! Anyway, for your
kind information I would like to inform you that I was more genius earlier!
lol. . . .
1 August 2009 ·
An idiot’s praise is more harmful
than his/her criticism.
1 August 2009
What can I do when the only person
who can make me stop crying is the person who made me cry? . . . . . Dear
Friend, you are that worthy person. . . . . . . . Happy Friendship Day!
2 August 2009
Passed some golden moments with some
of my bosom friends.
3 August 2009
Bank transaction. . . . . . .
.troublesome task!
3 August 2009
An artist is the person who can see
and show the excellence of his soul.
3 August 2009 ·
Some government officials act like
rascals. Some act just like beggars. What a pity! BUREAUCRATIC IDIOCY!
3 August 2009
I try to tolerate the rude people,
because they are the majority.
Selfishness is the mother of
stupidity. A stupid fellow knows about himself better than about others.