PILGRIMAGE

Like the black center of a sunflower
dark-hued, intense,
Spreading out yellow wings of fire;
Such is the path to my pilgrimage.

Like the revolutionary cries
of freedom, new-age
Earthly matters on the fore
Yet speaking of a changing future;
Such is the path to my pilgrimage.

Like the spring blooms
Blossoming in all its glory
in the sun and moon,
Many shades reflecting in our lenses;
Such is the path to my pilgrimage.

MAA,

Aji rati nisei endhaar. Eti saakir puhoru paboloi nai. Osina maati, osina maat-kotha. Iyaare aakaxot tora dekhiboloi napau, naai kotu junaki poruwa, mathu kukur-mekurir krondon. Ketiyaba bhoi lage Maa, eikhon je endhaar dex.

Janane Maa, ketiyaba tumi xopunote aahi murot haat bulai gusi jua, ketiyaba kopalot eti suma aaki dia. Aaru xaar paai jetiya tumar aalfulia haator porox monoloi aahe, tumar kumol bukut xubo mon jaai. Aaji tumar kotha bhabile udbhaxito hoi mur dusokut tumar mitha haahiti, xunu jen tumar xuriya gaanor koli.

Maa, no maah tumi jetiya muk tumar xorirot palisila tetiya mur monot naasil kunu bhoi. Lorali kaalotu tumar bukut gobhir tuponi aahisil. Kintu aji jetiya monoloi aahe aamar major durottokhini, hridoykhon jen kopi uthe. Khyoma koriba Maa, moi xaahoxi nuhua baabe. Tumar porox paalehe bhoi-bighini aatore. Tothapi ajikali duroir porai tumar maatxaar xuniu jen bukut xaahox gutaboloi proyotno koru.

Maa, mur hridoyor eti kunot thaka moromkhini dekhisane tumi? 

Aaxakoru tumi sokupani nutukiba buli…

A DAY OF REALIZATIONS

Hello! It's been quite an interesting day today. I woke up late, took a bath and went out with a few friends to watch the movie 'The Woman in Black' starring Daniel Radcliffe of Harry Potter fame. Usually I don't watch horror movies but because this had Daniel Radcliffe in the main role and my friends assured me that it wouldn't be too scary I took my heart out in my palms and sat down in the dark theater not knowing if I could continue to the end. Many a times I closed my eyes and pressed my about-to-scream mouth with both my hands but in the end I came out with a good feeling. The movie didn't have anything new or uncommon but the story and the eerie silence gave us a chill down our spines. The direction and cinematography was good and even Radcliffe played his role quite well.

Daniel Radcliffe was my teenage crush like thousands of girls all over the world. Even I was one of the many who wrote him a letter and mailed it to his address at Hertfordshire, England and got a reply back(though I realized that it might be from one of his assistants). I was eleven years old when I started reading the Harry Potter books and by the age of thirteen I started watching the movies and fell head over heels in love with Daniel. My feelings remained faithful to him till I was sixteen and even after that whenever I watched him on screen I used to get that 'teen-teen' feeling. But interestingly, today for the first time I didn't get the slightest of that nor a few goosebumps except when the woman in black showed up. I suddenly realized how I grew up over this span of time, how my heart would never behave silly again. And for a few moments I felt bad, in fact I just wanted that my mind would grow up no more. My heart thumped heavily when I started thinking how fast the universe is moving and people are ageing and dying. This tiny instance is just an example of how people suddenly have great realizations over little issues. I'm sure many of us here would have experienced this feeling at some point of time in their lives. Even if you haven't then you would soon get this whole feeling about something that would create a sweet nostalgic air of realization in your lives.

SMRITIR POTOT AAITA

Aaita!

Xosa ghoror pora etiya moi nilogot.

Kaxere boi jua rukkho eti nodir parot

Doyttor dore thio hoi thoka eti ghoror saador uporot

Prosonda xitor sepa neusi

Lazuk lazukkoi ulua eiya eti rodali duporiya.

Jilikonire ujoli utha noikhone

Mon uruai nile

Duronir mur xeikhon poduliloi

Jot ase mur loralir dhuli

Khel- dhemalir xunali otit

Jibonor mouxona dinor modhur smriti...............

Aaita!

Ei ojana dexot jetiya milai jau khuj

Ojana noit bisaru mur luitor mitha pani

Kitapor patot bisaru

Xorute kuwa burhi aair xadhu

Bukut methoni mari xautkore nami aha tumi.

Duhate aalfule xaboti dhori

Senehere dhuwai diaa xorboxorir.

Dusokut udbhaxito hoi

Baarixaar xei dhanoni pothar.

Zot ekathu bukat hali hali

Mekhela dangi bukut methoni mari

Kothia ruisila tumi.

Barir pisfalor pukhuritu

Zot ulahere jakoi baisila.

Matire lepa piralikhon

Zot goroka tani maku marisila.

Kokai xaji dia thapona khonot

Sakiti zolai xabhaktire guruxewa korisila.

Aaita!

Aaji xeibur mathu

Bukut xasi rokha loralir smriti

Jiye mathu di jaai

Ketiaba hiyat eti pran bhora

Aadha futa hahi

Aaru ketiaba dusokut

Dutopal topot sokupani.

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SWEET SILENCE

Silencing my mind inspite of the chaos
I ramble aimlessly.
Feeling weak in heart
I ramble aimlessly.

Thousands of questions cross my mind
Doubts entangle me in
painful thoughts.

I want silence.
The sweetness of tranquility
like the midnights of a faraway country.

The silent humming of the breeze...

Oh! How I wish to chase butterflies
like I did in those afternoons
of the past
Oh! How I wish to tread among fireflies
like I did in those quiet evenings
of the past
Oh! How I wish to fly away
to some faraway corner
Away from the world I know!

Tonight
I silence my mind
rambling aimlessly
Inspite of the chaos all around.