Sunday, October 28, 2012

The Unfortunate....

After writing a few crappy Poems that screwed your mood to the extent level, and out of the blogging world for about 4 months for various petty reasons like Work Pressures, off mood, office protocols of blocking the blogs on the Laptop and a few more to add to the list, here I am again with another crappy stuff to bug you with kinda peculiar genre of assembling experiences which can be considered, well I dont know a 'Shortest' Story may be.


The Unfortunate


Sunil was a common boy from the middle class family in the city of Kolkata (with middle class term towards the poorer side), growing up and learning from childhood to be patient and restricted with wishes. Seeing all his friends wearing branded clothes, branded watches, sometimes even turning out to be a prank in the friends circle, he never complained and satisfied himself with hard bargaining 'foottrack' watches and clothes of brand names which seems to be kind of coming from companies of Antarctica. He grew up, went to college, fell in love. Life seemed to be a bit smooth. With high flying promises to each other and having self belief, he dreamt a Perfect life of achieving every goals of his career and making everything on his own that he didn't get and living a fairy tale life with his love. But keeping a girlfriend nowadays is costly and false filmy promises of "Na chaahoon sona chaandi, na chaahoon heera moti..Yeh mere kis kaam ke..Na maangoon bangla baadi, na maangoon ghoda gaadi..Yeh to hain bas naam ke..Deti hai dil de badle mein dil ke..Pyaar mein sauda nahin"  doesn't work out at all, he realized very soon. Promises are meant to be broken and it only takes a Goodbye SMS, he was not aware of the fact. It happened. Sunil didn't complain. He kept numb. He was so very used to of not complaining at all. With planets not liking his face (he was not a very cut to cut good looking guy though) and creating greater problems in life of unemployment with recession striking all over the world, the guy still kept on fighting. Bogged down by responsibilities Sunil became a machine, crumbling his own wishes everyday. Managing to bag a good job by now his life was restricted in going to office in the morning, coming back late and again repeating the same process the next morning. Good clothes, good watches he could afford now but life seemed to be a bit empty. There was nothing much of a charm left till one day he suddenly met a girl. Diya was kind of a different girl. Sweet, bubbly, full of life and with simple wishes. Sunil's life was changing bit by bit. Some happiness was flowing in. With a second innings dream of a Raymonds's complete man's life, Sunil  was happy.

Happiness is a very slippery category and always it finds a chance to escape out. With the girl's family expecting a too much well settled groom, Sunil was not that much up to to that expectation. The race against  the time started. More Problems were climbing up the chart. In a scenario of a typical Hindi movie plot, Sunil could not do much of a heroic stunt like escaping the girl or becoming a millionaire on one fine morning. Fighting all his life with his ill fortunes and expectations swirling round, Sunil was too much disgusted and finally gave up the race. A night completely dedicated to toxication and pegs after pegs getting high on his head, Sunil had a black out leading to severe damage of brain.When he woke up to his senses after being senseless for few days, there was Diya still beside him in the hospital. She has managed to convince her family. She still has only one wish in her eyes, that is to be with Sunil. Life always is not that Bitch.

Sunil has been given a pink slip for his illness. He does not work in a MNC any more  He has a very simple life style. He works in a small company now and re shifted to not branded clothes and unknown  'foottrack' watches. With all these less charmed stuffs, he has one precious thing now, that is Diya. They have found out the meaning of the word 'Happy'.

The Unfortunate has learnt from his life to sing a popular track quite well now, not from the epiglottis but  right from the heart, "ALL IS WELL" .


Monday, June 25, 2012

Abyakto.......

Toke Bhalobashi Kato..... Ta Ki Tui Bujhis Na
Kichu Bhranto Dharona Te... Git Ta Alga Korish Na
Tor Hather Muthoe Swapno Amar... Plzz Mutho Khulish Na
Kichu Bhranto Dharona Te.... Nijeke Badle Felish Na !

Tor Joma Khoto... Tor Sab Dukkho... Raji Ami Nite
Tor Hath ta Dhore Onek Dure...Chai Pari Ami Dite
Tui Sujog Dile Ante Chai.... Toke Onek Onek Khusi
Tui Poth Harale... Thakte Chai.. Thik Tor Pasapasi !

Sudhu Klanto Jakhon Lagbe Onek....Matha Ta Rakhte Dis Kole
Dukhyo Hole Misti Hese... Dish Sab Bhule
Parte Pari Onek Kichui.... Sange Thakle Tui
Bhorsa Rakhis... Parbo Ami... Mithye Ami Noi !

Toke Bhalobashi Kato..... Ta Ki Tui Bujhis Na
Kichu Bhranto Dharona Te... Git Ta Alga Korish Na .....  !!!!







Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Ami......

Ami Etotao Kharap Noi..... Jemon Tomra Dekho
Ami Ototao Omon Noi....Jemon Tomra Bojho
Tomra Tototai Sudhu Dekho... Jotota Ami Dekhai
Tomra Haso Sudhu Haso .... Karon Ami Hasai

Tomra Nongra Chao Dekhte... Ami Nongra Hote Raji
Tomra Khorak Chao Bachte....Ami Khorak Dite Raji
Tomader Chokh-e Pora Thuli...Tomra Jhapsa Chokhe Shanto
Tomra Jani Boro 'Chalak'... Sete Ami Boro Klanto

Ami Jemon Thik Temon.... Parbena Tomra Nite
Tomra Bhalobasho Jemon....Ta Pari Ami Dite
Amar Nokol ke Asol.....'Dekhe' Tomra Khusi Khusi
Tomader Onek Bola Kotha.... Ami Suni Chupi Chupi


Ami Etotao Kharap Noi..... Jemon Tomra Dekho
Ami Ototao Emon Noi....Jemon Tomra Bojho
Tomra Tototai sudhu Dekho... Jotota Ami Dekhai
Tomra Tamasha Koro Ar Haso .... Tar Karon Ami Hasai !!!!!!!!!!!






Sunday, April 8, 2012

Sei Cheleta....


Sei cheleta aj boddo boring, Sab jaegae Bemanan

Besh Khanik ta "Boka Boka", Besh khanik ta "Unsocial"

aj se je khub sadharon, ekebare Chomok-hin

Sokale office, rate bari, bishon "common" niom routine.....

Parena se 'natun' kichui, aj je se Boddo 'Cliche'

Kothao take keu dekhena, Ekai ache, Ekai Thake.....


Sei cheleta aj boddo boring, Sab jaegae Bemanan

Kabe Keno Badle gelo, Kise holo "Unsocial" !!!

Bole na Keu tar Kotha Aj, Batil Khatae Naam Lekha se

Boddo Dhulo, Makorsha-r Jal-e, Atke pora Galpo ta je

Niom Routine Cholche Jemon, Cholbe thik temon-i

fakh peye aj mone kora, Sei Cheletar Kahini

Onek ta se Jhor dekheche, Onek khani dekheche Jiban

Ojantei Bodle geche, Ojantei hoeche Emon...


Aj cheleta boddo boring, Sab jaegae Bemanan


Besh Khanik ta "Boka Boka", Aj khanik ta "Unsocial" ........



Friday, February 24, 2012

Memories in February....

Memory,the stuff that builds up our life is a slippery category,I have come to realize now and recollection is needed if it fades away. Discord,dissonance or cacophony are minor instances and What always left behind in life is the Fusion extravaganza of Harmony of sweet little memories. The relational cinematographic ups and downs we all face in Life is much trivial in comparison to the treacherous paths Life plans for us. And While unknowingly covering the distances, succumbing or fighting, compromising or adjusting to what to say LIFE, we gather very precious stuffs- Experiences and Memories. Some are Good, Some are bitter, Some we like, some we don't, Some we avoid, some we forget. But None we afford to ignore. And with slight effort of recollection we go back to the confined bordered arc of our very small world of past where we always want to stay. 


Life is built with countless moments, these moments make countless memories, these memories make whom we are............ :) 


  

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

অভিনয়..........(Obhinoe)

জীবন টা আপাত দৃষ্টিতে খুব স্বাভাবিক !!.... সত্যি কি তাই ?..... সত্যি কি যেটা দেখায় .... সেটাই আসলে হয়.... নাকি পুরো টাই একটা মিথ্যে ....একটা সাজানো ব্যাপার.... ক্রমাগত প্রতিদিনের এক বিরামহীন নাটক.... ভালো থাকার , ভালো বাচার , ভালো দেখানোর একটা প্রচেষ্টা !!... ঠিক জানিনা .... তবে এই মাত্র বলা কথাগুলো যে পুরোটাই ভুল সেটাও জোর গলায় বলতে পারিনা .... যেমন আজকে মন টা খুব খারাপ ..... সারাদিন-ই খারাপ ..... কি কারণে খারাপ তার ব্যাখ্যা নিজেও খুজতে যাইনি ....আসলে যাওয়ার সময় টাই পায়নি.... শুধু যেটা পেরেছি  তা  হলো সারাদিন একটা অভিনয় করতে ... অভিনয় করতে ভালো থাকার .... আনন্দে বাচার ......মিথ্যে হাসি, তামাশা, খেলো কিছু Jokes দিয়ে জোর করে ভালো লাগাতে তেমন না ভালো লাগা  জিনিস  গুলোকে ...... কারণ টা জানতে পারলে আজকে মনে হয় ভালই হত.... অদ্ভূত একটা যন্ত্রণা থেকে মুক্তি পাওয়া যেত..... একটা শান্তি পাওয়া যেত .....অভিনয় টাও আর করতে হতো না ....... কালকে তো আবার একটা মিথ্যে আছে ...... কালকে তো আবার একটা নতুন নাটক ..... কালকে তো আবার সেই সকাল ৮ টার সময় অদ্ভূত এক  গতানু  গতিক জীবনে অফিস যেতে CAB -এ ওঠা আছে ..... নিজের ভালো লাগা , খারাপ লাগা, হাসি , কান্না , সব পেছনে ফেলে রেখে আবার এক অভিনয় আছে ...... কি কারণে এত অভিনয় , কি কারণ .... কারণ টা কি তোমার জানা আছে ???...... আমায় বলবে ?



Thursday, February 2, 2012

Tomakei.....

Aj poth geche beke,oi baka pother-ii more-e tomake dekhi

Aj-oo batasta kichu bole,sei bataser kothatei tomake suni !!

Roj raat jakhon ase,Nishstabdo Nishongotae aj-o Akre Pora Ami

Sritir Collage, Onek Swapno, Ta Ki Nehat-ii Kom Dami !!

Aj poth geche beke,oi baka pother-ii more-e ami tomake dekhi !!!!



Aj samayta boro ostir, ostirotatei ami din guni

purono album-e samle rakha,tomar chobitei, natun sapno buni !!

Hara jetar ei khelae ekdin thik jite jabo ami

ochena pother pothe jibaner doure,ekdin poth pabo jani !!

Bhul chilo thik kothay,tar karon ami roj khuji

Aj poth geche beke,oi baka pother-ii more-e ami tomakei dekhi !!!!


Badoler hawae Hoyto Badle jabo Tumi, Ami..Amra ekdin

Man obhiman,jukti tarkyo bhule jabo sedin !!

Jani sedin-o pother bake chokh tule tomakei pabo

Jani sedin-o batas-e Kan Pete tomakei sune nebo !!

Bisonnota noe,tomake ghirei tai gai ami bhalobashar gaan

Sudhu tumi,haan tomakei bhalobeshe jabe amar e pran !!!!


Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Bargain Of Love....

I Wanted to Hug You...
I Wanted to Kiss You...
I Wanted You to be Mine...
Just That You Calculated...
And You Preferred a DOLLAR than a DIME.............

I Wanted to say a lot of things….
But I couldn’t and stopped….
Just that you missed to see my Eyes…
And You SAW a Better Crafted ‘Propped’…………….

I Never Wanted to be ‘SMART’ with You….
I preferred being Stupid than Smart…
Just that you Misinterpreted…
And You inclined for the Mirage that had the Fake Sparkling Part………

I Just Wanted to Love You..
I Just Wanted to Love You...
Just I Wanted You to be Mine...
Just That You Calculated, Calculated and Calculated...
And You Only Preferred a DOLLAR than a DIME.............

Omanush....

Bodle jawa prithibi,tar bodle jawa manush
ei mukosh pora khelae...amae kore dilo Omanush !!
Churno bichurno ami aj,bhenge gechi ami
Rugno ei hridoy,Khoje aj-o tomay,ta jane amar ontorjami !!
Aj Canvas ta geche chire,rong hoegeche fike
chobite tomar Kalo rong choriyeche chardike !!!!
Kalo Ronge asposto sab, Chae Gilte amake
Hridoy-e sudhu pora chai...ar rakhto amar jamite !!!
Bodle jawa prithibi,tar bodle jawa manush
ei mukosh pora khelae...amae kore dilo Omanush !!

aj hoegechi ami "unsocial", hoe porechi porityakto
Tomae bhalobeshe tomar upohar...sudhu jomat badha khoto !!
Baire alor roshnai,sudhu andhokar amar ghor
Sorir-e drug er nesha...ar sirae Blade-er sadh !!!
Kalo rong-e aj mishche 'LAL' rong.....
Choker samne prithibita krome hoejacche berong !!!!!
Bodle jawa prithibi,tar bodle jawa manush
ei mukosh pora khelae...amae kore dilo Omanush !!


Sunday, January 22, 2012

Asposto...

Bhevechilam, aj Likhbo Kichu....kom pore gelo shobdo
Kaler chaoa-e mone hoe, Aj-ta boro jabdo
Sritir dhuloe fyakasa khub ajker lekha lekhi
Onektai Muche geche...Khujhte giye dekhi
Besh Bhalo..Etai Bhalo..Sobai toh tai bole !!!
Bhalo Thakar Onek Upay....Kyada Kanun chole
Asposto Sritir Majhe...Asposto Lekha
Ajker Ami, Kalker Amae Chesta Kore Dekha
Sritir chobi elomelo, jeno Anari-r hathe tola
Onek khani Asposto, Alpo Khani bhola
Ei Kal ta Onek Ager, Onek Diner Kotha
Tai Hoyto Asposto!!!!.....Hocche na ar Byatha
Besh Bhalo..Etai Bhalo..Sobai toh tai bole !!!
Bhalo Thakar Onek Upay....Sotti....Onek Kyada chole

I AM....

I am not an architect


May be its True that i cannot create


But also I am not a destroyer


and neither i torpedo !!!!!


I am not a Winner


May be its true that i cannot win


But also i am not a Loser


and neither i lose !!!!


May be I am a very normal human being


who can be identified from long distance silhouette


and i dont posses any ornamental,so called xciting stuffs in my character


But neither i appear to be a boring moron !!!!


I am nothing,no-one to be pharaphased


No stalwart to be pen an essay


But neither i am a crap to be ignored !!!


I am not imaginative


But i Like my thinkings to sweep beyond da borders


I am not an Artist


But i like to see Rain Drops dipping from the Leaf tips


May b i sound much pragmatic at times


But neither i sound Pathetic !!!


One Day i will lamp the light


May be One Day i will Know the "Success"


One Day i will hold the Globe


May be One Day i will "Break Free"


OR......


Rather in True sense be shackled up


May be dat Day I will appear to be an idol,a Victorious Warrior


May be dat Day day i will be Termed EVEN against all my odds


BUT DAT DAY I WILL NOT BE ME


DAT DAY I WILL BE AN ARCHTECT,A WINNER,A FLAMBOYANT


BUT that DAY I wont be able to Stop Myself from being....


A DESTROYER,A LOSER,A MORON,AN UNIMAGINATIVE FOOL..


NEITHER A HUMAN BEING IN TRUE SENSE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BHALO ACHI......

Ami BHalo Achi.... Age jakhon Tumi jiggesh korechile Takhon-o bolechilam BHALO ACHI...Sotti-i ki takhon BHalo chilam..... Sotti Ki Akhon, Ami Bhalo Achi !!!....

Asole 'BHalo achi' sabdo gulo pasapasi Khub Jotil...Amader thekeo Rahasyomoe....
Honda Gari, Branded Jeans-e BHalo Thaka Jae Naki Sab Hariye Tomar sathe Rastar, soshtar 'Motka Garom' KHete Bhalo Thaka Jae-----Proshno ta Khub Jotil.... Uttor ta amar Ojana ... Tomar-o.....Tai hoyto bar bar Tumi Proshno koro.... Ar Ami nirdidhae Bolte pari Okopote ...............

"AMI BHALO ACHI" !!!!!