Thursday, November 6, 2008

Jodi Dhora Pore Jai?


Pothe oneker songe dekha hoi.
Ochena Mukh kintu chena manush.
“Hati hati pa pa” notun hatte sikheche,
doure pash katie chole jai onekei,
Keu abar hochot kheyeche.
samanno rokto, hese uthe darai,
dhulo jhare, bole “o kichu na”.
Keu ekbar pore gele r uthte parena,
jodi kono hath egie ase
Tobe jano ektu jor pai.

Purano kotha mone pore.
amio ekdin hatte sikhe dourechi, hochot kheyechi;
Tobu ajo khad dekhe poth hati?
Rasta par hoar somoy dupash dekhi?
Jara hochot khaini douracche,
tader mukher aloi nijer mukh khuje pai.
Bhalo lage, “bissas morena”!
Jara payer rokto hasi diye moche,
tader mukhe hasi shanti dai
“ami eka hasini sedin”!
Jara utthte parena,
vabi hath ta barai.
Kintu kano?
Jibon je okei bachte hobe;
Kaner kache giye bole asi
“Uthe por,
je toke dhakka dilo se kintu douracche”!

Jara amar e moto,
Onekta poth amar songe heteche,
Tader chok gulo dekhar chesta kori.
ora ki amar e moto ache?
Sonkito sapner khoje sabdhani podokkhep?
Naki ferari bissas tobu eka “Kandari Husiar!”
orao ki amai bujhte chai?
Ami tai kalo choshmai poth hati;
ojuhath surjer, mone bhoi,
jodi dhora pore jai?
“Ami bodle gechi!”

Friday, October 24, 2008

Chaoa-Paoa


Keu nodi hoye bachte chai.
Bhangon hin manusher hasi, bhatiali r sobuj dhaner nodi.
Karu icche se hoi somudro.
Hemingway r sei dheu-makha jibon.
Akash hote chai keu keu,
Tara na jhora, khola moner udar nil buk.
Keu bhalobase pahar
Kortobbo bodh, khoma, sthir r sohonshil.
Tobuo bohu nodir du-par vange;
keu hoi niruddesh morubhumir buke
sesh swapno janmo dai shitol Oasis.
Somudro hoye jai pahar
Golpo egoi jiboner pakdondi beye;
bastobotar khomahin chorai-utrai.
Tobuo tar buk checha sato-jhornar jol
egoi adhora sagorer khoje.
Akash khuje fere onno ek akash
Manusher mon choa r
dusoner kalo-dhoa, jekhane ajo alada.
Ami e kano?
donde dirno pahar, choke khoj
kono megh achol er,
hathe hath rakha pubalir.
Jiboner kache amader jato chaoa
tar onektai fire paoa,
baki sobati bodle paoa.
Bodlano chaoa-paoar ei Prithibite
Prithibio ki vabe?
se thik kotota prithibi holo!!

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Kobita




Ami oke khujini konodin.
Or chok, thot, elomelo chul
manosir aboyobe chobi hoini
amar swapner canvase.
Mrittu naki or e moto,
r o mrittur e moto sundor, tobu;
jibon ke sorie bolte parini
ami amorotto upekkha korlam.

amakeo o khojeni konodin.
Tobu amader dekha hoyechilo,
kono prohor sesher ranga aloi noi,
boi er vaje jaupatar jirnotai noi,
obochetoner sabdohin mukhorotai;
chorie thaka sabdo,
hasi dhaka kanna,
bhule thaka onubhutir ruddho baspe,
sedin brishti nemechilo.
brishti, sada kagoje abcha nil onubhutir.

Sikarokti, obhiman, hotasha chilona;
chilo sapno; na dekha surjer,
notun dishar, Anirban shantir.
bissas dirno attiota bhule,
brihottoro bissaser khoje,
prithibi ekechilam chupkothar aainai.
Or e buker gondhe prothom brishti veja,
khola janlar sarshi beye tarar deshe pari,
moner khoje bhasie deoa thikana bihin chithi,
Chithir kotha? "Bhalo Theko,
Ami tomar 'Kobita' holem;
amai tumi jamon khushi deko"!

Monday, September 8, 2008

Path-Cholti



Park Street

Corporation er holud board.
Mother er naam;
Tar e niche jiboner posora.
Peter khide bikri hoi sorrier dame.
300 perono sahore burgain 30 e furai,
Uddhoto biggapon mukh dhake;
“There is something money can’t buy!”

Rashbihari Crossing


Signal e thomke duto gari.
Mayer buker gondhe nispap ghum;
prothom bari fera.
Kacher swarge sesh ghum;
nirbandhob eka fire jaoa.
Sobuj alo nirobota vange,
Bus er janalai ek notun proshner jonmo hoi!
Jibon; Mrittur kacheo sabolombi hoar dabi rakhe?

St Joseph Oldage Home, Middleton Street

Chute jaoa flyover er fake
Bagan ghera bari,
Toyota ar Tiya r odbhut symphony.
Barandar railing e okaron protikkha,
bandho dorja kholar ashai.
Chena mukh asena; ase
Newspaper, NGO hitoishi, ojachito omorotto,
R Khirkir dor gole “ekakitto”.

4 No Bridge, Park Circus


Choto poribar khola akasher niche.
Dhulomakha Jishu r char-peyer khunsuti,
Chera achole lojja jatokhani dhaka jai
Thik tatotai egie jai Marry r hath.
Muchie dai dhulo, kada, dhoa;
rukkho chule mayer hather choa.
Globalization e bodleche sahorer mukh,
sudhu bodlaini matritter sukh!

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Kichu Tukro Chora



1
Chader alo khelche eka
sunno amar ghor
ratri ekhon ghumer neshai
stabdho chorachor.
Tukro akash ekla tara
harie jaoa mukh
ei ki tobe kobir lekha
biponnotar sukh?



2
Prithibi theke onek dure
oi je tarar desh
icche chilo ekdin tar
dekhbo ami sesh.
Ajke jibon basto bhari
sukher neshai chur
bhulei gechi tarar alo
ghum parani sur.
Tobuo jibon klanto jakhon
bachar ortho khoje
na jani kano oi tarakei
bondhu bole bojhe!

3
Jhor utheche moner bhitor
jhapsa chokher pata
brishti aasuk, vijuk hridoy
vijuk lekhar khata.
Onek diner gumot bhule
namuk ekhon brishti
taar haate aaj barta anuk
amar notun srishti.
e brishtite vijbe jodi
muThoy pabe chando
songe pabe ekla cholar
hridoy-snoda gandho!

4
Jedin chaibe muthi bhore
debo nato dhora
jeno amar bhalobasa
sisir diye gora.
Sondha jakhon nambe tomar
adhar kore buk
sisir hoye porbo jhore
tomar mone dub.
Sisir veja sritir patai
sapner rong nil
e jiboner paddo-patai
tomar amar mil.

5
urbe jedin sritir dhulo
porbe amai mone
dekhbe ami ek e achi
tomar moner kone.
Sedin tumi onek dure
kon sudurer desh
kotha amar porbe mone
sritir obosesh.
Tukro kothar abcha ronge
akbe amar chobi
porbe mone ekei tumi
bolchile "KOBI"!

The Happy Prince


Siter dupurer alos roudre
coffer gandho, pulloverer ache
kacher balconyte corporate obosor.
Karnish ghese thaka alga aloi
sokoler olokkhe, chotto chorai
khor-kutor bastota bhule
dana venge ghumie poreche.

Durer rastai alse mridu jibon
kothao kono bastota nei
bose thaka bhikharir thalai
tokhono hisebi sunnota.
meyebela harano keu keu
tobu belun hate;
khuje fere na-orar jwala.
char-peye ojantriker kalo kache
kichu khide vora mukh
bartho obolombon khoje.
Kachperie kono hath asena,
asena ek tukro hasio.
Eki akasher niche ora r amra
tobu eki bhabe beche thaki!

Shitatur surjer pelob ushnotai
utture hawa chue jai;
ei pranhin sohure upokothai
isswar khuje pan sohorer sobchye dami kichu;
oi dana vanga shanto chorai--
amar kolponar "SWALLOW"!
tobu baki thake khoj astakure--
kono ochol, bibek-jorjito, nosto manob-hridoyer;
kamon hoto?
amio jodi "HAPPY PRINCE" hoi!!!!

Friday, September 5, 2008

Mitthe Sukher Galpo

Sapner moto sapno dekhini bohudin
ghumer deshe mon aj baro udashin.
E buke vangoner jhor aj themeche;
chokher brishti nona-mohonai miseche.
Nive geche rokter obujh ushnota;
sit-ghume tobu moner nirob-mukhorota.
Tarar alo ekla ase ghumie pora chokhe;
ghumer deshe momer alo mon harabar shoke.
Ekakitter sada-kaloi mittha ovilasha;
nissongo thoter choaai tomai valobasa!

Nocturne


Sometimes it happens!
A night emerges from the urn of desolate memories;
mummering moon, quivering stars and
distant rhymes of living fables;
come down to me, by my bedside;
where the clock tickles without any grievances;
keeping up with time;
The time – measuring the existence,
even of those ceased to exist.
Impalpable wings pass by my window-sky;
a sky full of stars yet so lonely.
Perhaps like a mirage, an identikit;
drawn by the echoes of solitary nocturne,
emanated from the distant stars,
like an ode to my soul --
for the eyes I once kissed;
in the dreams of monological happiness.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Pujar Chithi


Sapno ujan megher kole santo sokal bela;
porche mone harano sure amar chelebela.
“Megher kole rod heseche badol geche tuti”;
porche mone dol bedhe sei pujar chuti-chuti.
Notun jamar alto subas thakur dekhar moja;
virer moddhe okaronei notun kichu khoja.
Bose anko, sarodia, mahalayar gan,
harie paoa pujar gan e chinta-bihin pran.
Puja mane baro hoa, mayer hasir choa,
puja mane dhaker bole chando khuje paoa.
Puja mane boi er dhulo, somoy hiseb vola,
puja mane rat jege sei adda debar pala.
Fele asa sei pujar sriti ajo ek e ache;
prothom premer alto abesh buker kone bache.
Ajo ache harie jaoa pujar ganer resh,
basto jibon bolche akhon "se din chilo besh“
Jibon akhon basto vari sukher neshai chur;
vulini tobu pujor gandho, agomoneer sur.
jibon khuje ghar cherechi upre buker sikor
buker vitor tobuo bache harano diner nongor.
Ei probase akash ache, ache megher vela,
pother dhare hathat fota kash fuler mela.
Tobuo kothao ki jano nei bolche amar mon;
vabchi bose asbe kakhon pujar nimontron.
Aschi ami, tumio eso pathie dilam dak;
baki kotha sedin hobe aj etukui thak!

Juddho


Choto belay jakhon Bir-purush aaoratam…mone hoto juddhe cholechi…ma ke nie kina ta kintu mone aseni kakhono….juddho tai baro chilo….Ramayan mahavarat sob chotoder kore chobir boie sajie deoa hoyechilo kintu jeta mon ke beshi chue chilo ta oi juddho….tir, dhonuk, nie kono kalponik sotrur kalpo rajjo dakhol…kintu tobu juddho….bujhini jibone sakal somoy amader juddhoi korte hobe…..kashalnikov ba u-239 er juge amader chotobelar polka tir dhonuk harie geche…..soisober juddho juddho khela tao sesh je kobe khele felechi vule gechi…….aj santo hoye bose jibone gathoner sapno dekhi…..sapno vangte dekhi….ta dekhe vangar rasta vulte cheye natun pothe vangon deke naki…..tobu sukh, dukkho, chaoa, paoa r sitol juddho boye chole rokte….e juddhe pran khoy tile tile…vanga sapner folara ra barshar folar cheyeo tibro hoye bidhe thake buker atole….tobu juddho thamena…aro paoar nesha…..aro valo kichur nesha…..bolte paro ekprokar agrashi samrajjobadi hridoy chetona……nijer rokte osthae jibon etihas lekhe nijere buker dusor pandulipir patai…..lorai sarbotro….sapno aj chinie nite hoi……valobasha aj bujhie dite hoi…..grhrina aj tatona grinno noi…..apoman bodh aj juddhe harle tobe hoito ase….eto lorai er kotha bolte bolte mone pore galo onno ek lorai er kotha…….smritir songe lorai….ba supto onuvutir songe lorai……..! e lorai e chole mone mone….bola valo moner andhokare er songe chokher alor lorai……chok khuje pete chai onuvutir ostitto…..ar moner andhokar dekhe rakhte chai tar prattohik otiter veja veja sukho-sapno…..kichu na paoar batha…..seta ojachito holeo chole jai….sotti kon bather dabidar ke se proshne noi nai gelam…..tobu srmiti thake……manush ja paina setakei beshi valo bole mone pushe rakhe……gupto dhoner moto……samajikota, loukikotar proshne sorir mele…kakhono ba sorrier chahida metate sorir kono sorire asroi o khoje…kintu mon r sorrier babodhan ta thekei jai….bahuchena ekta sorrier ek kone kothao jano eka pore thake mon…..sei mon jake sorir chute parena…sei na choa moner govire roye jaoa kichu srimiti……..nijeke nije sajai….kakhono chokher jole, kakhono ba…akroshe, dandhe……sei saj muche jai…tabu……okaron sukhe….okleshe amader mon sei srmiti ke sajie chole…….bichanar chena manush ochena roye jai….ontare……ontar-bahirer ei dandhe ba juddhe jai bolo……harie jai valobasha….roye jai sudhu loukikota..somaj….samajik buli…..samajikota…kakhono ba nirapotta…..tabu jara sorir harie mon pelo…r jara mon harie sorir pelo tader moddhe jitlo ki keu? Puritan ra hoito bolbe mon e asol……bastob badira sorir……kintu tader bola te ki ase jai…..? icchar biruddhe kono narir ba purusher sorir jakhon onner juddho joyer paroana hote baddho hoi takhon amader samaj take bole....omanobik dharson...sunte kharap lagche?....Penal code onusare rape....kintu jodi iccha keo amra duvage vag kori jar ek dike thake Attik iccha ar onno dike bajjik iccha tahole..kintu....manush se nari ba purush jei hok....onek kheter nijer icchai tar sorir ke vag kore nai samoik sukher khoje.....bajjik icchar sarthe.....tai ekhane amader penal code khatena.....kintu attik iccha...? mon je takhono udasi hawar moto .....akashe dik varanter moto chute chole......thikana harie....!....tahole e ke ki amra icchar biruddhota bolte parina.....jani parina....karon amra sotti ke sotti kore dekhte voi pai.....tai dekhbo na....amio na...tumio na......tabu.....boli....valobasa hoito juddhe here jai.....srmiti ba na-harano onuvutir srote amader sukh khoja valobasha ba oparog valobasha kothao jano here jai......!!!

Konta Sotti?


Ami nari noi…jolojanto purush! Tobu sei srishtir addikal thekei amader monone “Nari” sabdota bivinno vabe uposthit thekeche….adhunik juger bangla cinemar gan er moto bolte gele “Kobhu tumi janoni, kobhu tumi darling kokhono ba snehomoyee sister!” amder prothom purush orthat ADAM er obosso narir tan chilona karon tar navikundol chilona, se jantona ma ki? Ba ke? Kintu tarpor theke jato purush ei prithibite eseche sobai oi sabdo ta ke buke nie eseche. Bible bole gyan brikkher kotha asol kotha nari r purush. Jibone kichu kichu somoy ase jakhon jibon kichu odvut dabi nie samne ese darai, jakhon eka beche borte sukhe thaka ekta manush ta se prush e hok ba nari e hok, tader ke kichu sirdhanto nite hoi. Chena gondir ma kimba bon ei somporker baire berie ese brihottoro prithibite premika kimba stree r sondhan korte hoi. Sondhan ortho ei noi je parar more e sokal 10 tai schoolmukhi chele-meyer dol, kimba sat sokale onker cochine e khatar sesh patai katakuti, college palie cinema, kolkatar rastai pathcholti manusher chokhe nijer barohoe jaoa ta dhorte para kimba nichok e matrimony r patai sada-kalo sobder 4 line e nijer moner moto kauke khoja. E khoja ta khub nibir, obochetone obohelai othocho parom jotne lalito kichu ojana bhalolaga r kichu obujh adorsher misrone toiri kichu idealism. Sobai sapno dekhe? Jodi dhore neoa jai amra sobai bachte bhalobasi tahole etao dhore nite hobe sapno sobai dekhi. Amader moddhe onekei ache jara jibone baro hoe othar pothe jhor-brishti nie chobi ekechi, rabi thakurer borshar gane jhorer chobi ekechi choto janala canvas e, kintu jhor soite hoito hoini tamon. Amra onekei sapno dekhechi…jara ta peyeche tara vebeche seta paoar chilo kimba seta tar prapo chilo. Jara tader sapno ke chute pareni…tader e keu keu bujhe niyeche “Choroibeti” e jibon karu jonne theme thakar no, keu ba sudhu ei vebe niyeche je tara tar joggo noi…ek kothai sapno tader kache adhora madhuri hoyei theke jai. Kintu jara Sapno dekhte jane, tara jodi kakhono sapno ke khub kachakachi dekheo chute na pare tader thik kamon lage? “Meghe Dhaka Tara” r “Neeta” kimba “Valo Theko” Anandi jara chirokal sapno folie geche usor matite jader nijer urbor jomi langoler swad paini..je buke brishti namle sudhu buker vitorer folgui ban dekeche othocho buker uporer khora meteni….sei manush gulor thik kamon lage? Ekti polio akranto chele kimba meye je kina TV te shahrukh/kajol ke dekhle rate bhalo ghumai…seo ki vabe tar jiboneo konodin omon keu asbe? Naki pothe cholte giye jakhon se dekhe take pichone fele amra kromagato egiye cholechi, sara prithibi chute choleche chakar jore thik sei muhurte nijer osar pa kimba hater dike takie se ki vabe? Bohu manusher vire kono sundar mukh dekhe tarao ki vabe e jibon ta se thakle kamon hoto? Daiboddhota kimba okkhomota sabdo dutor durotto koek jojon….tobu ora dujonei kano jani ekta jaigai ek..ora sapno ke sapno korei rakhe..bastobrup pete daina. Tahole aj amra jara kromosho chute cholechi tara ki etai mone korbo daiboddhota asole chok na bujhe thakar okkkhomota ar okkhomota asole chok khule ei jibon take sotti bole mene neoar daiboddhota?