Tuesday, August 24, 2010

my loneliness; without and within, you and me

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without you
running on dialysis
without you
breathing without air
without you
restless aplenty
without you
lost again

within you
find energy afresh
within you
find my sane-ness
within you
there's peace
within you
can find me

within me
care for you
within me
concern for you
within me
love only for you
within me
nothing but you

without me
you're relatively easy
without me
am only new
without me
you'd lived earlier
without me
you'll live now, as well
without me
any missing-ness?
without me
will you feel them?

without you
my life's lifeless
without me
you mite live
without me
would u ever miss
without you
i'd live not like myself
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my thoughts; ekti proshno

Bird's nest in the gardenImage by RahelSharon via Flickr
ek proshno thake,
jar uttor-e neme
proshno aro jotil
hoye othe, kothin!
keno na uttore
nei shei jor, je
katabe proshono-r
rochikota, ba ei
uttore nei shei jor
jate ashbe proshner
boktita amar-i kache,
jake niye theke
jete raji puro jibon,
jake niye bachte
chai, bacha-kocha
nije-te r shompurno
ote... haan, ote

ek dali, jate ache
bashano ek basha
kichu hashi kichu
thatta niye basha
r onek aador-e
gore tola basha;
din jaye r dali-te
basha ta ektu
kore bodo hoye,
arektu chodaye
r dali-o notun
pata aro gojaye,
jate basha aro
chodaye r bade

tobe ei bondhon
hawa-r moton torol
jore hawa cholle
dali ta node jae r
basha ta-o ek
rokom bhange,
shei hawa-r beg-e
dali-r pata norbor
kore, r shathe kepe
uthe chodano basha

kichu pore thamleo
dekhai jae binash
jate dali jae benke
r basha jae shode,
tao dali-r kheyal-e
basha kore nijeke
theek r dake dali ke
shei aadore jate
dali abar theke
hoye othe shoja,
r tar pata gulo
hoye uthuk shobuj

tobe proshno ta
roilo theek temon
r jobabe na khoj,
tao ki kobe-o hobe
shei dali-r sthirota
kenoki basha shob
kore othe theek 
r shob bare khoshe
jae tar gore-tola
basha-r ekti khosha
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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

my thoughts; fear of the dreaded 'never'

Maria Yakunchikova "Fear" 1893-95Image via Wikipedia
always lurking nearby
amidst the corners
hiding among the walls
as though phoenix
has a new form,
just that this one's
meant to be phoenix,
rising from the ashes;
only that the ashes
were never real
and the fire never
really burnt too well

fear is the key
to the phoenix,
for it never really
goes away;
its only hiding
and lurking in
the shadows of us,
and once it sees
the road clear
it rises it ugly head

fear, ah yes!
what else but fear
can this be called,
in which one tires
down the road
with new zeal, only 
to find a blockade
or two in the middle,
past which the way
can be got only after
scathing through their
sharp edges and bruising
self, and the bruises
to be let out in the
open of the road and
the blowing wind 
to ease its scratches
and sooth the pain,
only to be bruised
... again... again?

the constant fear of
'never' poses this
risk of everything
turning into nothing
every now and then,
only to be lapped
back in everything
to be able to survive
again this dread
of the turning nothing.
one moment black
the very other white,
as though there's
no parallel to this
on-going phase

of  'never' attaining
that has been wished,
trails along with
every such dread.
of 'losing' all that
has been built,
subsides along
with every such
walking-yet-
trampled foot;
which wishes to
run and jump,
and does so...
but alas! only
on the path
full with thorns,
so that the oozing
blood reminds
every now and then
of the constant
fear, and hence
the foot may never
wish to jump or
run...
but the foot does,
coz it knows not
to stay aloof
from what's
natural to it,
only that the path
will never allow it
to do, any more
freely...
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Monday, August 16, 2010

my experience; ode to pursual and failure

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well, by now its
been tamed by
her sweet voice
in the morning
but last nite's
wasnt such a
candy-walk either

time and again
have the 'issues'
been brought up
and as always
been discussed with
much importance and
clarity as to what
stands and what not

but again, time has
witnessed the never
ending passion with
which I pursue her,
with the whole of
myself in every
care and concern;
havent you, o greatest?

and like always,
all my efforts stand
washed away by her
one negativity and
subsequent multiples
though immaterial,
but the pinch that hurts
is her inability to
understand the need
that asks to support
me in this endeavour,
for all I ask is to
side-away the negative
and harbor thats more
positive and motivating;
is that too much
that I ask for?

I am her good company
am her independence
am her support
am her care and concern
am her favorable life,
but am NOT. . .
yes, am NOT
her love, am NOT;
- repeated are these
words of reality,
shoved into my
ears and soul as if
chunks of burning
coal has been gulped
by a throat which
can only yelp in pain
and even after such
the negativities dont
cease to rise their
thorns and pin me
down with things
that may be eased off
with a li'l support

have bought the books
she'd wished for, to the
extent that mine fell less
in numbers to the ones
bought for her;
and I am sure that
she'd like these to read
for my whole attention
was to select the best
for her keeping in mind
the budget and some
to be left for mine.
But even as now when
I see the list of order,
I cant help but feel great
that she'll have some
good literary friends
to give her company,
something which she
could thoroughly enjoy
and reap benefits as
of vocabulary and
writing style of authors
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Friday, August 6, 2010

my experience and thoughts; parents still or friends?

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sometimes i just think
where have those days gone
when parents used to take
me in their arms and care
as if nothing's more important,
all i get now is teachings
and lessons from them
without even a word as
to how are things going
on my side, as if i'm
expected to only learn
and never to react or
reach-out when pained

they ask me that
why dont i share,
but have they ever
thought about those
times when i had
brought to them
things which i was
excited and waiting
to share with them,
and all they had done
is pretrified and
turned-down with
their sense of
understanding and
'life' experiences,
as though final were
the ones they'd seen
or heard and never
ever could there be
a new thing to be seen.

did they ever think
how important it is
to be more of friends
than parents from
one point in time?
but i guess, such never
crossed their minds,
they are just happy
doing their 'duty' and
playing gud 'ol parents;
what a scarce, cause
such exactly plays
down the life of kids
who wish to share
but are unable to,
owing to their nature

it is said that once kid
begins wearing his
father's shoes, then the
father should be a friend
more than being father.
but i think verses and
sayings like these are
only preserved in books
cause never have i
made them happy with
any of my revelation;
all they have to say is
that your horroscope
as written matches till
date, and we are only
playing protective for you.
but will they ever
understand that all
a boy/girl wants is to
find parents at the
supportive end, rather
than the duty-playing-end,
all a grown-up ever want
is that parents should
share things as friends
and support even when
odds are against.

and i guess that is
the faith that most
lose in their parents'
by the time they
become one, and
the circle starts again.
i wish my whole
not to embark
upon the same when
i become a parent;
to be a gud and
supportive friend
is what i wish to be
for my child, as
and when that time
comes, so that
he/she may not
have to lose the
faith that i today
seem to have lost
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010

my state of consciouness

probably, the most intriguing words that can express myself at this point, when once again it felt like seperating for her benefit:

"
I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy

My heart is broke
But I have some glue
help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And I have a hangover...
Have a hangover

Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun

I think I'm dumb            x 12
"
 
-
Group : Nirvana
Track :  "Dumb"
Album:  In Utero / MTV Unplugged in New York December 12 1993

 
hope that her endeavour succeeds to what she wishes for. my best wishes are with her, all the way.
yes, despite being 'dumb' as in the song... and pretending and thinking to be happy while she thinks
that my sadness isnt really what she can connect to, obviously due to the short-time period which we
spent together and despite all the challenges we were happy, yes we were. but den, time now calls for
sacrifice and once more i'd stand to it, for you dear. every moment from now on is going to be dumb,
for the happiness is going away with you, or maybe you've already gone and i've realised it a bit late...

i wish you all the best, my beloved

Monday, August 2, 2010

my thoughts and experience; the lull after the storm

two days have passed
since the storm, and
the aftereffects remain
and will lilnger around
till either gets to either-side
for time long-enough
but even during these
two days, talks happened
and laughs kept up
as normal as-ever

and it hardly seems
that talks have stopped
that she doesn't miss me
or I dont' for her at all
these were all what
happened between us
everyday all along
so even the decision
looks hard enough
as to what it implies
'cause I still feel
everything that kept
between us till date

and I still think
'bout her as I used to
most of the times,
as if she was my routine
and I couldn't do
widout her at all;
and all this was
on its own and
never forced-upon

so the magic that
kept us 2gether
still holds us 2gether;
many say that
either have a yes
or a no as things
complicate now-on,
and many say
that carry on
don't lose hope,
cause the love care
of urs will bring
her to ur life

amidst all sayings
I find myself lost
and found
as though none
is clearer enough
to lead the way
and mark its presence
but I do feel bad
thinking bout the
dilemma she had,
and probably dats y
the decision taken

but I hope that she
becomes confident
enough along-way
to either be happy
or make-sad with
her present, 'cause
rite now she is none
and standing in-between
happy and sad;
either of them
would her be
once again the
person she was,
which for now
she is not.

also, either of
the states would
make her concentrate
on things which she
ought to and which
I've been pushing
ever since I've known her,
those would help
her more and shape
her personality whole;
I fear that the day
I stop pushing she'd
forget all and forget
these things required

I know, probably
I care too much
but thats how I
have been all-along,
for whom I care
I care with my all
and for whom I love
I give my evrything
and more to nurture;
dont know if it
really helps me
or breaks me,
but I can't change
this imbibed trait
something which
my genes have
brought along in me.
so if u really got
angry or irritated
at my extra care,
am sorry, for all I
meant was concern
of urs and care.

I hope I be
understood for
what I am and
for what I have,
just me myself
as a whole
without any
comparisions;
by her someday
and be loved
if possible for
what I've given
her till date,
for I am not
such that will
turn away with
the change of wind
or place or time.
changes do occur
and its inevitable,
then how are we
to sustain if we
keep doubts over
changes and be
negative with it?
and how are you
to confirm that
you may not change?
'yes I may!' that
u'd say as u have.
then y not trust the
one who cares
for u at present
and has been wid u
despite ur anger
and irritate-times.
if u can, then plz
accept me for
my care concern
and love till-date
which will only
continue to
grow and nourish
u as time ticks;
for I have not
learnt to turn
my back despite odds
and u've known
that wid time.

all the best to you,
my dear friend
my beloved
my everything
hope u be confident
and unfazed

Saturday, July 31, 2010

my experience; final goodbye :'(

soul feels very weak
weeping and wailing
for lost is the precious
which i thought could
make my own but
unfortunately couldn't
even with all of my
love care concern
couldn't make her
love me like mine
and even as i
shriek and creep
the morning seems
to be weeping along
for it has been raining
since the morning
after i came back
from my walk
with still swollen
and reddish eyes
... n her last sms
'I miss u too.bt ami commitment rakhbo.tk cr.'
felt like she was
waving me her final
goodbye... for ever!
den how cud tears
stop and how more
quietly could I wail
with every wail
breaking me apart
and with each drop
pain pinching deeper
as though her
bitemarks of love
of my shoulder
became afresh
just that the pain
was now in soul


bhalobeshe toke
korechi ki, janina
shob jeneo egiyechi
bhebechi ki, janina
jokhon aageo erom
hoto, kintu eibaar ta
shesh mone hocche
bujhechi ki, bolte pari!
dosh khujcchi na...
na tor na amar, karur na
bhalo thakish shob niye
asha korbo tor ta
ager moton hote paruk
nijer... bolte parbo na
chokh thamle to pata bujhbe
jol thamle to shukno hobe
naak thamle to golao thambe
...
r jodi nahote parlo ager moton
to thakbo ami ekhanei dariye
with open arms to welcome u back

all d best, shona... am there wid u always

"
When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
"
- colplay's 'fix you'

my experience; adieu: is this final

blogging at this hour certainly with not-a-joyous heart and swollen-red eyes and coughed throat
doesn't make it all too eventful. but then, I could not help but talk it over my blog. yesterday night,
just like one of those nights when things weren't pretty much on my side in her mind...

since evening itself I was restless, and didn't like to return home at usual time. went to park and sat on a bench. bench.... she was very fond of sitting as she'd back problem to some extent. anyways, as usual her missed call came and we talked about things, and then her friend was calling so I kept the call promising to return home soon. I came back home, gave the Rs.6000 as had withdrawn from the ATM on account of giving it to parents at home, for the month. Her missed call came, as usual, and we started talking. It had so happened that her good friend had done finally what he had wished to keeping him out of the picture of something which he was feeling guilty of; yes, so called matters of heart. and after hearing his decision even I braved him, he sure was brave emotionally to take the right decision; the lad's a nice one and having him I sure can bet on him that he'd probably be the best buddy she's ever gonna have, and am happy that at least someone's there who can support her all the way.

oh and yes, amidst all that she had asked me what had I done after coming home, and on my stating of events, she said that I was really nice and knew and acted appropriately, and though she shouldn't say it again but she'd wished if only I had phoned her 2 years prior (as per her now wasn't the right time since she was committed). but then, no good things can take-over the ripple-effects that had presided the evening with her friend's decision; since the case pertained much like ours, only that she knew everything. what succeeded was that series of questions and answers which had only one thing to say: I was the one in between (and didn't I feel like the same?), and I should go, I had already been warned and shouldn't have had taken things this far, and that this is a fact and she's committed, so its better for both of us not to contact each other any more. So, I said what she'd expected me (owing to her-obvious-type-of-pattern and similarity of her friend's situation and apparent decision) that if she thought that my talking to her was making matters worse then I would not talk till she wishes to. this much I can promise, my beloved; although I know that you never loved me.

this, coupled with the noisy-ruckus going on owing to relatives at her place, didn't allow us to talk at a stretch. but then, I always found time (to hold back my tears till they would not be evident from voice, if face showed 'em) and explained to her that the silence mongering in this situation and her am-happy attitude right now would not help since such decision always has impact on both the sides and merely a plastic smile cannot hide this simple fact; all hard and important decisions weren't taken without talking it over, and this was no different. I made her understand (at least I think and understand, from my understanding of her) that I had taken the decision not for myself, but for her happiness. so that she could stop feeling guilty, or at least try to. so that she could give her present stand one more chance of carrying over and re-gaining the lost stature. since she was dilemma-tic and sudden bouts of thoughts  had troubled her as well as me in the same breath, sooner or later a stance had to be taken. and since she was unable to take it herself completely, probably this is how I could help her with her way. I was hurt, definitely and undoubtedly it did; for I had nurtured her with all love care concern I possessed and had dream t with her of all those dreams which couples generally do, of future, marriage, children, parents, etc etc. and to let go of all these was never going to be easy. but it had to happen one day probably, so it did.

I also made her understand that no-one really comes in between unless that person satisfies or fulfills the void created in any relationship. no relationship's perfect, but then if the void gets unmanageable then the fault lies with the relationship and its seekers. so if I had not fulfilled any of the void, then probably I would not had assumed any place. but I did cause I was filling what was missing. and even she could not doubt the fact that the times when she was with me (or even when v had talked over the phone), she had always felt happy secure safe cared concerned and all the things that were missing in her present. that i had kept her happy, not materially but emotionally, itself states why was I still there. but then, the guilt-conscious never ceases to exist till it has been done away with. and so probably now she has the chance to do away with, whether her present works or it doesn't. if it does and she's happy lot (in the genuine sense and not the plastic-smile one), I would be happy for her, but if it didn't then she shouldn't blame it on my coming 'cause the void's filling can never be guaranteed under any circumstance; if it has to fill it will, otherwise the flaws will not let the relationship be a stable one.

Finally, I told that no matter what and how, I would continue to be with you in all breath and air that had existed till date, and would talk only when she wished me to. but that would certainly NOT mean, not wishing her important dates and events, and not accepting her wishes. she has been my part from within, and cannot be uprooted at the helm of any god-damn thing. and having loved her madly deeply like never-before, I can only wish the best to her. if only she'd not compared me with anyone, it would have been better, but then the situation demanded such and she had only acted accordingly. It was going to be her call now, and me the mere spectator who once was in the call. And that, if ever she'd wish to come back, I would be there as always with arms outstretched and the same love care affection I have today for her.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

my experience; bhoy, jeta ekke baare bhoyaboho, jeno...

bhoye-2 aaj abaar
jokhon dekhlam ashole
ki hote pade bhoyaboho,
shudhu prarthona kori
je ache oo mon-o
mejaj-e, kichu ta theek

kenoki bhoy-er eei
roop dekhlam prothom
oshanto-ta jake bole
baar baar ring kora
busy thaka shotte-o
jeno ki phone tar
moddhe theke ekti
haath beriye ooke
chadbe na konomotei

jotobar-i oor opor
jhod badal esheche
toto-bari ami-o
uthechi kepe
aar aaj jaante padlam
je ooi bhoy-er roop
koto ta bhoyaboho
buk ta dhor-pod - 2
kore othe baar-2
joto baar bhabi
ooi phone-r conversation

phone ta rakha-r aage
oo bolechilo,
"bhoy korche ki hobe"
aar aami oke
kichu bhabe
matha aar mon
thanda rakhte bollam
aar line ta
disconnect kore dilam,
kotha hocchilo amader
majhkhane kichu
ekta crucial niye,
jeta bhalo moton-i
shesh hoye jeto
had it not been
for that fear-pyscho

ekhono mon-e ekti
bhoy, je ki hoyeche
ki ache shona theek
ki geche hobe
oor mon-er opor
diye, jokhon shunte
hoyeche hobe
koda-koda shobdo
eto bhoy je mon
ekhono kepe uthche
kichu bhabe shanto
kore nijeke lihkchi
eei lekha, kaan-e
'nirvana unplugged'
shunte shunte...
haath pa kintu
kepe uthche ekhono
ki je hoyeche hobe
haath norbor-2 kore
type korchi jokhon
gola shukiye ashche
jeno halka ekta
kintu continuous
baetha hoye buk-e
pet-tao golacche
icche kore phute-2
kende uth-te,
kintu ki kore
badi thakle she-o
hoye uth-to
office-e je decorum
maintain korte hoye

thakur, jeno shona
ta-ke mon-er jor
aar mejaj thanda
rakhar shokti diyo
plz thakur...
oor problem hole
je amar-o problem
oke bhalo rekho, thakur
kichu kore-o hok
oke bhalo rekho...
plz...

Monday, July 19, 2010

my thoughts and experience; life has its own healing mechanism

as i'm 'bout to leave office for the day (n weekend) a bit early, due to the sudden plan to visit my 'ol friend mamta in manali over the weekend, i sit beside the system pondering over the thought of the weekend-
"Life does not care about what we want...just about what we need...and that is good",
as mailed to me by the CSC official thought over the weekend.

i dont knw as to its fullness, but yes i've experienced it. still, like an ever-curious and always-experimenting
individual, i try to gather energy over the thought; specially when i'm escaping the home-stay for the weekend. its been quite a good-lot time since i've known the probability of the relationship dat i've recently been wanting to formulate. i've done my bit (n extra as well), but still as i stand on dis day pondering over
the tormented and once-again-broken-heart of mine, i only feel dat mayb this was destiny. it is a lot painful in my state as i'm rite now, and dont know when will it heal; but i know it will, it has to. i do not have the guts to end my life, and neither do i have the energy to make it drunk and spoilt. i have my responsibilities, and i have a li'l soul of hope within me which keeps on pushing, "this too shall pass"; much a soothsayer!

to be true, i always had the knowledge and warning that the one i was interested in was already committed, and the warnings had been given by the one herself. but still, owing to many small and big things, i kept on drawing towards her, and she too was happy wid me and felt secure too. but at the end of the day, she was confused as to whom should be be with, coz the one in her life was there for 2 yrs and had done a lot for her specially when she needed it. so there i was, standing on a tumblesome platform, decided that i had to give her space to choose whom she wants. and so i promised her that i will never force her into any relationship and she was free with her decision but would always be wid her as a good friend (and probably more) as she'd always found me. and ever since such a declaration, my sorrow never ceases; and having tried many so-called solutions i never got the desirede effect. and hence i can say that all this takes is time and space, and also in the course of time, who knows what might happen. Coz even to this day (my weekend was in manali) contact with her has never ceased, and she misses me as much as i do of her, cares/concerns for me in d same fashion. so, widout expecting much, i just do what i shud, being the same for her; leaving everything else on time, space, and god. waiting n watching...

Thursday, July 15, 2010

my experience; adieu: gone is she

yesterday night was
calm and serene
but had no clue
as to what storm
was carrying within
and today morning
felt its aftermath -
she was gone!

yesterday night had
promised her what
she wanted, always
with her without
interfering her
and today morning
saw it interfering
with inside of me.
still, a word is
duty for gentleman;
i may be none, but
at least for her
and that too with
an oath on her head
would not lie,
and so I keep
the oath and
wait for to
settle within
myself if I could

yesterday night and
today morning had
its common effects -
swollen reddish eyes,
dreary throat and
running nose;
all through the night
and now don't know
till when to the day(s).
even now as I
dutifully perform
what she charted-out
for my routine,
waking up,
morning walk,
glucon-D, etc;
dont know how
would her effect
wear out, because
every small thing
makes me remember
and such is the
power that has
kept inside of me
in form of love,
care, affection,
worry, advise
for her and only

I pray for her
well-being,
for her success,
for her career,
for her life
(personal one),
for her family and friends,
and pray that
she gets what
she wishes for
and succeeds
eventually.
this I pray
with my whole,
though upset
and torn and
pained bad,
heart and hope
for it to come
true. for I
shall always
stand by her,
a little behind
her to catch
her if she falls,
to come with
her line if
she needs help
or wishes to
share or confess
or have it solved.
Even when she
wishes to return
(ever) back to me,
I shall be there
I shall
and thats a promise
till my whole is
alive and kicking
and till I do not
get tied onto
responsibilities
for life;
till such, I shall
always keep
my promise.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

my thoughts; fear and loss...

kalke flight aar aaj
what a mockery have
i made out of myself
eei char din hobe ki
eto din chilo ek rokom
r aaj palte-i dilo
ooi shob-er poribhasha
theek to noe, but ei
baar jeno harano pai
nijeke, here java manush

here gelam shei shob
muhurte jokhon amar
opor porlo raag-er baaj
dariye uthlam tarpor-i
tobe aaj mone hoye
here gechi, baje bhabe

here gelam shei shob
din jobe mana chilo
r asha-r kiron kom
joliye uthlam nijer
moddhe asto bishash,
tobe aaj bheshe jaye
shei saath, jeno erom
mone hoye

here gechi, ooi oto baar
baba-ma jokhon nakhush
ma jokhon biased r rege
r baba jokhon manaye,
kore tuli abar notun
nijeke shob bhabe
r jagayi bishash je hobe
ek na ek din hobe;
tobe aaj roye jae
shei notunota, bishash
bole uthe jeno
'cholo, aro joto paro...
dekhi koto ti paro
shehsh muhurte,
Ha hA Ha hA !'
r shei bikot bhoyaboho
hanshi, kepe uthe
amar mone, hridoye

jani, bodhae mehendi porche
r haathe call dhorte parbe na
tao mone hoye, mon-e mejaj-e
kharap ache o r tai shei
cheshta kori oke manate,
beroi ekhon 4pm office-thek
bole je doctor-appointment ache
beroi eei jonne je r lagbe na mon
kichutei joto khun na shuni awaj
shei... cheshtae...
oke kotha bolate...
oor awaj shunte...

my thoughts and experience; cropped and sowed, again and again

Uncertainity lies at the core
of tumbling and tossings
where a plane-scent now becomes
awkwardly undecent moment next

And of all barrens,
though bright at top
with grass and hay,
makes muddy slop with
endangering thickness;
and only till you hold
out arm as long,
will you dig in deep
with atleast a chance
of help and escape, or
shoud I say with
a sane life ahead but
with enough blockers
to put you out at will

Near is only seemingly
coz it never nears enough,
and at times when it seems
does it shake and stirr
the very moment to capture
so much so as to make
the moment loose from self,
and take the blame for
a lost chance and its deity

Though not much but hours,
still all those left only
brood and seeth the lost,
and not bask with the one
that cometh way-long next;
maybe they know of this,
only to be held tightly
till block after block
and pain on pain shoved-in
take their toll foray-ed
and make 'this' seem
another seemingly touch
yet away, far...

So, as it again 'seems',
admist rain and cloud
I land on territory
known for ages as mine
but unknown now of thine
and with shaky soul
as I write now and then
does it get really calm
when at the center lies
the same uncertain core

Wished, did I, more?
or was I not able for?
Seeth, had they?
then, failed why
to alarm?
Cometh, it didnt
and still left
in lurch, of pain?
Or knoweth YOU did
and still chose to
hand on, lame?
Then, at all, why,
why should it be;
why should it stay;
why I YOU they it,
feel the same
one way or the other,
ever?

Lost, left, cropped
and abysmally dropped
to now, then,
but till when...
reaping your deeds
as you DID sow own
and learning again
only to forget
and cry, and to
blame and fry.
why...
tell me, o mind
tell me, o heart
tell me, o all
that have watched me
from inside years all;
why
and
till when...

Sunday, June 27, 2010

my experience; tough but still goin on, 4 wat?

Afsos reh gayi bas is baat ki 
(Unki) zindagi mein jagah 
na bana paye apni 
Sab kuch dekar bhi 
khone ke gam se zyada 
gam hain is sacchai ka 
ke hoga wahi jo chahe khuda 
phir chahe koshishe ho lakh 

Aaj bhi hain tanha 
ye dil-e-nadaan yun rota 
Jo wafa ko tarapti reh gayi 
Par bewafai bhi na pa saki 
Ab aur kaunsa manzar 
reh gaya baaki 
Jo na dekhi samjho ho? 

Par har guzarta din 
isi nakaami ko dohrata 
aur kehta ke 
hain abhi bahut kuch baaki, 
jab doobne ki khwahish mein 
hadh ki zarurat na samjhi 
tab dekho, aur kahan kahan, 
kidhar kidhar le chale hain 
tumhe... ye saaki

Thursday, June 17, 2010

my thoughts; experience brazened and smoothed at the same breath

eventful days or sleepless nights...

all are full of thoughts
thought and more thoughts
but said who to think?
that's where the problem's
surely no one did tell
then why such thoughts
and more importantly
what thoughts...

thoughts of one
who stays always
not 'near', but close
somewhere in heart
that one surely
knows this fact, yes
but may i be a fool
to have such one
knowing that i'm
NOT one's heart-close,
but is someone else.
pity! on me? DON'T
its a word i hate,
having experienced
it pathetically

then why not shove
it away for all?
can't say, 'coz it
can't be seperated
'coz it got mixed
in color wid heart
n became tough
to seperate what's
mine and what's not
'coz it got mixed
in chemicals and
emotions that the
heart feels evryday
and became one with
this heart and soul

then you do you
bother, uselessly?
i know, botheration
wud it seem, and
sure should be.
but easy is not
this assignment,
though needs
self-thoughts
nd the same isn't
appearing from
within me, only
kept wailing from
the inside.

talks happen evryday
laughs heartily close
but evrythng is on
a thin rope of balance
sometimes up, else down
and that's what
makes this botheration.
then why do i make
her happy, laugh;
n why does she stay
happy wid me, finds
comfort and secure
in me, wishes
of our family?
coz i dont know
when's she goin to
turn the other side
n make a whiplash
of all said n thought
just 'coz she's
committed.

then why cant i go
n leave all,
when my all thoughts
relate to her being
safe n sound n happy;
when i know that future's
still far off n she
still has time n
future to see...
why cant i just
leave it on time
n stay normal?
because the thought
of losing her is
scary enough to
not to let me
leave all on fate;
and the question
that 'will she ever
realize how important
i could have been
in her life just as
she would think of'
fades away . . .
scary it gets
me shriek in heart,
as if breath without air
as if life without water
as if me lost and deserted
widout her sight,
voice, temperament,
care, concern,
timeless thoughts;
and my acceptance
of all those and want
of more...

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

my thoughts; lost in my own, or not even mine ?

keno je lage
aaj eka eka
harano ek mon
jeno kono ek kon
shei mon-er kon
kon tar asha
aar tar prapti-icche
hobe ki hobe na?
ache na nei?

aaj-o mone ache
shei din je
3 ghonta daar
koriye-o tok-mishti
bondhutto chilo
aar aaj ache
onek care
onek concern
aar amar torof
theke bhalobasha
oor torof?
she je ekhono-o
'oke' bhalobashe

to amader-dujon-er
ostitvo kothay?
amar mon-e
aar bodha-e oor
kono ek mon-er
kon-e...
shei kon jeta
amar moddhe
bhoda aar
oor ta pete
cheshta
shobshomaye
shobmuhurte
kintu
oke bhalo rekhe
oor bhalo cheye
oor bhalo kore
aar shei koray
ashae aar chaha-e

aaj-o kore jai
oo-i shob
jeta kokhon-o
(aar bodhae aaj-o)
chae amar moddhe
shokal-er hata
shara din-e
ek baar bhaat
thoke eshe
glucon-D khava
online (female) friends
theke cut-off
ma-baba-r shonge
jhogda na kora
lunch khava
meye der opor
theke na dekha
.
..
...
shob kori aaj-o
ashaye je
kokhon-o ashbe
she amar kache
amar bhalobasha
bujhe
shei konodin
ashe amar
jibone jobe,
tobe shei
din-er asha


na ki ami
abaar harbo,
shei shobshomaye-r
moton ekta
mon-er here java
...
..
.
ei baar chai
pete bhalobasha
shara jibon-er
jonne
kintu bhalo
bhabe aar
koshto na
diye

dekhi amar
eei baar kar
kopal
amar shathe thake
naki chole jae
abar shei amar
thekei duur
abar shei bhenge
chur maar kore

dekhi
eei baar
asha kore

Thursday, May 6, 2010

revelation in relationship; ami bhujhite perechi tomari kotha

ami bujhite perechi
tomari kotha
jaate bolite tumi
'nijer kheyal rakh,
ami na thakleo'

tomare ami
janitechi aaj
ek debi-r rupe
je amar bhalo-r
jonne boliteche
'ami engaged,
tui ektu bojh'
jaate ami choliya
jai kono onno
bashaye

aaje ami bujhite
parilam je
tumi kheyal rakhicho
nijeke dukkho
diye-o,
ami aar tomar
ei dukkher
karon bonite
paribona

keno ki aaj
ami bujhite parilam
je tomar
bolidan ta koto
bodo...
he debi,
ami shotti dhonno
tomay chine
amar pronam
niyo
aar nijer-o kheyal
rekho

ami thakibo
ashaye,
kintu nirash
na hoye
tomake bhalobashibo,
nijeke theek
rakhibo
ei-ta amar
pron (promise)
shei tomari
mathay haath
rakhiya,

kintu tumi-o
bhule jeona
je jodi kono
dino dorkar
pode,
ami achi
aar thakibo

...

aar (tumi) chaile
konodin phire ashite,
to rohibo ami
haath badae
tomari jonne
jotodin thakibe
ei akaash aar
prithibi ... amar

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

my thoughts; pained to see her pain

tor chokher jole bhanshlo
kintu shudhu tor noye,
shoto raag-matha gorom kore je
mitlo na chinta-r bishoye ta
'amar-i chinta ta !!'
-jani, tor ei boktobbo
bujhte bolchi na toke
keno ki bojhate aami totpor
koto bujhiye uth-te parbo
sheta norbhor shomaye-r
bojha-bujhi-r opor

kintu shob bhebe chinte-o je
bhabna chadte padi na
mon jokhon mileche
tar por je aar
alada-alada kichu thakena
na thake kichu tomar-amar
bhaga-bhagi je shob
hoye jaye shesh
jodi ki kichu theke jaye
to sheta holo 'amader'
bhalobasha, kheyal, chinta
kanna, hanshi
ek-dujoner jonne;

shob bhaga-bhagi-ei
je bilin hoye jae
'amader' shobdo-tar moddhe
toke ektu holeo
khushi rakhte pedechi,
eita amar shoubhaggo;
kintu jani! ekhono shomaye lagbe
aar aami tar jonne prostut...

my experience; relationship meet - day 02 before meet

shokale uthe-i je
dida-r chobi-r dike
takiye kichu chailam
tar por to uthei
brush kore, jol khava, cha ;
ei shob sharlam
kichu deri bon ke
computer podalam

tarpor abar boshlam
ei lekha niye
jodi shesh kore
uthite padi

eei tor bhabna,
tor shathe ekti
purno din thakbo
shei anondo, shei bhabna
niye mon khub khushi
kintu, eei shomay tao
je jabe chole

my experience; relationship meet - day 01 aftermath

aajo dekh ghum bhanglo
shei shaat taratari
cheye-o deri-obdi
ghum aashena re

thik paanch-shadepaanch
nagad chokh porishkar
kore uthe boshlam
ratre-o ek-du baar
uthechilam jol-teshtaye

jol kheye jeno matha
ke-o korlam khon-er
jonne thanda
'keno tor chokh khullo,
aar mathaye bhabish ki eto...'
- jaani, tor proshno ei,
accha ?! tor ghum hoyechilo ?
hole je shanto korte
perechi ekti mathao

my thoughts; restlessness before and in the meeting-journey

aar parchina opekkhaye
ei gane-o mon
shanto hoye na
keno je deri
kore ei shomaye

kache aashte amader
aar kokhon nijeder
mukh-upolokho hobe
katiye-o othe na
ei shomoy
kothin shomoy
opekkha koracche
ei shomay

kokhon je kete
uthbe, ei shomoy


shokal hoye onek-khun
aar aamar chotpotani-r
aar ek proman pelam
badi theke berobar
aage mobile-charger
newa mathaye asheni
mone holo jeno
niyechi, kitnu
ei dekhlamshe je nei

jaak! ekti danda bhilo
charge-r baaki, kintu
pacchilam na je network;
eei pelam kichukhun aage
ektu shomayer busy jacchilo
to chinta hoye gelo,
kintu ekhon chinta mukto
oor golar awaj shuno...

my thoughts; fight to win love

juddho lode gelam
aaj ek aashaye
shei aashaye shokti
aar tatei lukono
aamar moner mil

juddo-r karon
nijeke proman kora
aar proman dorkar
je oor, jate aamaye
purno rupe mene
nite padbe
aar shathe dorkar
aamar bishshosto
hoye otha


ekhane hoye aashche shondhe
praye shesh ei dinta
aar je baaki kichu ghanta
oor dekha-shakkhat upolokkhe

shei aager (prothom) dekha
oor shathe,
aar tar mukher shorol kintu
raag-raag lukono bhab,
aar shei-diner katano
ooi shomaye je
bondhuder mone ek
tok-mishti shoron
rekhe gelo

aar tar por-er kabbo
to dujoner-i jol-bhat
aar aaj, eei aami
bisshash-e gore tola
ekla ei pothe...

Thursday, April 29, 2010

my thoughts; love as selfless and caring

indu-e shuru aar
shesh aajo
amar ei prithibi
aar aakash

mone aar taare
rakhilo aemon
jaemon ornoye-r
gobhire uthe
bodo howa ek
choto pata
jake aakash
aar prithibi
nijer aadore
kore tulbe ek
bodo gaach

shei gaache-r
moton je mon
rakhilo taare
shei nirbhik
shishur moton
jotno nilo taar
aar bhabilo na
je bodo hoye
gaacher moton
ki goromer taap
theke amay
bachiye rakhbe
naaki
gaacher dali te
bosha paakhir
moton
shomay pelei
ude chole jabe
?
>
-


'?' je ei proshno
chinho thake
shara-kkhun matha-e
'>' aar aage bedhe
jabar shokti-o
peye jaye,
shei oor theke-i
'-' emono mone hoye
je theme thakle-i
ki shob thambe


to aaj keno na
ami nijer mon-er
daak shuni... ?
mon je bole
shetai mene choli ?
keno na ami aaj
ei bhalobasha ke
pete aage badhi,
nijer aador-e
nijer kheyal-e
nijer bhalobasha-ye
okeo bhalobashai ?
keno na aaj ami
ei shob maante
raji hoi... ?

aar eto kichu je
okarone noye
kenoki taar shaathe
nijer jibon-er
bhobishho dekhechi
aar bhobisshot
dekhar pechone
karon holo
mon-er mil
eto din ja
khujechi
baerthota-e
take pelam aaj
kintu tao
podikkha
hobe dite
shei taar bishaash
jite nebar hole
korte hobe
shamortho nijer
jodi hoi dite
ooke ashbashon
je ami achi
aar thakbo
chole jabo na
na aaj
na kal
aar na er por
kokhono-o
aar
pete gele oor
bhalobasha

my thoughts; relationship motivating and inspiring

shudhui ki aar bhabna!
tahole je mite jeto khone
aar shesh hoye jeto
bae-mone

hoyeni! keno ki
bishash-e gore tola
bhobisshot niye toke
aar shei bhobisshot-e
emon ek shokti ache
je ei bortoman ke
asha dei je
ashbe! bhaba bhobisshot-o!
chai jodi kichu taare
sheta holo giye
shudhu cheshta
mon-e, pran-e,
kortob-be,
aar shob kichu
niye ei bhabna-e

aageo mone hoyechilo
kintu kokhono eto
probol asha paini
aar er aage kono-o
asha te eto shokti paini
je shokti diye
ami nijer bortoman
take gore tulchi
jate bhobisshot
ta purno hok.
ei eto, eto bisshash
eke je bojhano kothin;
tai nije mani
aar bojhai na kaukeo

ashchi re, aschi
dekha korte tor shathe
tor mone nijer
jonne jayega banate
aar tor purno
bisshash prapto korte
ashchi, aschi.
toke chada chokhe
ondhokar je
shei ondhokar take
duur korte
tor shahajjo chai
puro jiboner jonne
aar ei asha tei
aaj-o shokti pai
tor kotha mene nebar
jate tor kache
aaste aaste
nijeke gore tulte
padi,
tor moner moddhe
ekta nijer jonne
jayega jekhani
shudhu aami thakbo!

aar tor ei
possesive-ness ta
dekhte dekhte
amar moddhe-o
chole ashlo...
dekhli!
tor koto bodo
probhab amar opore
asha kori,
eei emni bhabe-i
thakbe...
aar tui eshe porbi
amar shathe
amar jibone
amar hoye

Friday, April 23, 2010

amar kheyal; corporate-e ojano jala

ki je korar ache
aar ki je nei
eita bhebheo
labh nei
kenoki aaj
korar kaaj tao
korte badha pode
aar karone
ooi aek
...
taaka!

shudhu matro
ei aek mulye
hoye uthche na
korar icche ta purno,
eto diner kaaj-e
oto shob
bhalo koreo
aaj jeno kaaj-er
mulyo-te
byarthota mone hoe

nijer mon aar pran-o
kaaj lagano
aar tar pore
kaaj-er pholer prapti
na howa,
aar shetao du du
baar ghote gawa;
er-che beshi
aar mon bodhae
bhenge podte pade na
je aaj jokhon
ekhane shesh din
to hathe taaka neyi

ache to shudhu
ashwashon aar
kotha dewa
jegulo shunle
mone hoye kaaj-er,
kintu din jawa te
jana jaye je
shompurnotoho baertho-boka.
keno je mone kore
shudhu kaaj korar jonne
boshi aamra
aar taka-r baepare
aeriye jawa ta
eder roj-er shobhab

jaak-ge!
aar bolte padi ne
mukh ta je theto
hoye gelo
aar mon-e aaro
kharap laglo
keno ki aaj
jake kache pabar icche
taake kache dekha korar
jabar upolokkhe-o
taka kom podlo


emon kaaj-er jaegaye
jeno aar keu na ashuk,
erao bujhuk je
taka na pele
moddhobikto-ra
jibone-r shamannotoho
khorcha aar icche
purno korata
koto tai oshombhob
hoye darae...

jodi kono din
eita bhujbe era
...
nirashaye bolar
aar je shobdo
amar shesh
keno ki
roye gelo
shudhu
khaali ashwashon
aar baertho-boka

Sunday, April 18, 2010

my thoughts; relationship awakening but . . .


went too far 
not with my legs
but in my mind
and heart
and paid its price

thought too far
thought too much
couldnt control 
the emotions 
getting bathed 
with care and love
that it had 
awaited for since
long even though
my current was 
'reportedly' 
with me ... 
since the current 
only was of 
sincerity much,
or so i thought
but sincere enough
doesn't help if 
it lacks care 
and lacks 
to show it

had thought of 
clearing the air
with my current
...
that too when 
the recent didnt
make any promise
...
today shaken 
once again i 
might be, 
but will not 
detract me 
from resigning 
and clearing 
as thought of

i will
and yes 
i will
clear the air 
with my current
...
i know not
what awaits with
the recent
as even recent's
bogged out with
her present 
and is trying
hard to make-up
and be sure 
of either me
or her current
...
but i will n
yes i will
clear the air
but this time
i do it for 
me
myself
my sanity
before it may
really take 
the turn it 
may choose

then lets c,
what really awaits

>
>
>

R E A L L Y - 
one of current's 
pet wordings

>

and even now 
i get reminded,
R E A L L Y's
had a far-reaching
impact, 
i deny not
and yes 
i have liking 
...
deep
and far
...
with care
and concern
to bathe
---

and so from 
here on i choose 
to clear the 
air and stay as 
i am rite now,
trying to be 
forcibly without any 
'sincere only' 
from current
and
already in pain
being boundary-ied
by recent 
to make her 
sure decision


lets c
how do i fare
coz at its face
even dis time
i want my recent
but only when
she's sure
would she really
be MY recent
n so for now 
only recent 
she takes her 
title
wish for recent
to really be 
MINE
.
Un-Hindered
..
For-real
...
With-Her-Mind
For-Always
ME-and-Her
....
for this 
i await


reader may choose 
to disembark
and call it 
another 'one-shot' off
but i await
n yes i await
wid all my heart
my soul
my patience
my pain
my endurance
and
myself wholly


i await
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Friday, April 16, 2010

my thoughts; relationship awakening

aaj ek naya abhaas hua
jo janm le chuka tha
kuch dino pehle
aaj wo bada hua
aur mastishk mein
apni upaj bana
raha hain

ab tak jise rishta
manta tha
sab ke kehne ke
bawajud bhi
sabr rakha tha
ab wahi lag raha
hain ek bhram
bhram ek asha ka
ke badlega
wo shaqs bhi
aur usi bhram
mein ruka hua tha
ab tak

par ab shayad
aur nahi
ab sabr ka baandh
tootne ke kagar
par hain
aur isse pehle
ke wo toot jaye
aur kisi
anarth ko le aaye
socha hain
ke khud hi
ye kadam aage badhaun
aur keh do ke
bas! ab mujhme
himmat nahi rahi
aur sabr rakhna
ka ...
ke tujhe kisi
roop ke praroop
na kar paaya ke
tu mujhse bhi zyada
samjhe,
pyaar kare ...
to bas, ab
tu azaad hain
is bandhan se ...
(aur shayad ye
bandhan bhi main hi
maanta raha hun,
to phir ye kaisa
bandhan ?)

khaer,
jis anubhuti ke rehte
ye sambhav ho paaya
wo bhi kahin na kahin
isi se jura hain
kisi ko kuch palon
ke paakar,
jo mujhe mujhse bhi
zyada samjha,
zyada pyaar kiya ...
par tha majboor
khud ke pyaar
ke liye jo kisi
aur ka hokar bhi
samay ke chakravyuh
mein kam hota ja
raha tha
...
jisse mila pehle,
dosti hue phir
aur saath hi hui
shuru uski samasyaon
ka chintan-manan
aur samadhan ki khoj
jisse ki dosti
par bharosa rehne laga

gyat the dono hi
ek doosre ki
zindagi se
gyat thi un zindagiyon
ki unjhalon ka
shayad isi se
paas aaye ...
par paas rehte bhi
to kab tak
aakhir kaar
samay ka chakyavyuh
phi palta
aur ant se shuru
ki taraf badh chala
jisse hua mushkil
us shaqs ka saath
rehna
kyunki nayya ek ho
sawar insaan bhi
mansik roop mein
santulit rehta hain

isiliye phir se
ban gaya hun
aaj use shaqs ka
dost aur
samadhan-khoji

par bahut kuch
samjhaya is pal
ke anubhav ne
aur shayad khud
ko bhram se
bahar nikalne
ki shakti de paaya

abhi kaam adhoora hain
bhram se bahar nikalne
ki is atoot soch ko
haqeeqat mein
parivartit karna hain
tabhi safal hogi
ye seekh
zindagi ki seekh

Thursday, April 15, 2010

my thoughts; betrayal

is khushi mein najane
ye mann kyun dukhi
rehne laga

najane kyun is sukh
ki prapti ke baad bhi
ajeeb si mayusi bas gayi
hain is dil mein

ummeed se shayad kahin
dhokhe ka asaar dikh
raha hain
tabhi shayad dil
mein khushi se zyada
wo zara sa gam
haavi ho chala hain

ab tareek nikal-jaane
ke baad umeed
bhi kitne der
tak sans le
kyunki bharose ka
sawaal utha to
tareek tak ummeed thi
ab wo ummeed bhi
gum hoti nazar
aa rahi hain, aur
aise mein mann
sirf soch raha hain
ke khushi ke saath
mayusi ka ye
kaisa ajeeb sammelan
hain

aur is sammelan ke chalte
khud ko is chinta se
duur rakh paana
mushkil hain ke kab
safal hogi wo ummeed
ya phir kab poora
hoga iska naya
praroop
jaate jaate ummeed
se bekar ho chali
hain ye safar
aur fir kabhi
kisi mod par
mulaqat ho bhi jaye
to nazar pher kar
chal dunga
kyunki ummeed aaj
bekaar hoti nazar
aa rahi hain

phir bhale hi ye
ummeed poori ho
par samay ke baad
zarurat bekar ho jaati
ye zaruat poori ho
bhi to ummeed ke
dhokha ka asar to
zindagi bhar rehta
hain

kehte hain ke
jaane wale ko
kaun rok saka hain
ab iske saath
ek aur joda jayega
jaane wale ke
saath ummeed ka
dhokha sabse bada
shraap hain
us dhokhe ke liye
kyunki dil se
nikli aah
kabhi bhi khali
nahi jaati

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

my thoughts; relationship

bas ye chehra
jise dekhne ki khwaish hain
kaisa lagta hoga
baat karte hue, hanste hue
mujhe pukarte hue
saath hi mein uska dil
kya chehre mein dil ki
jhalak rehti hogi
ya phir dil alag hi pukarta hoga
aur chehra kuch beparwah rahe

kyunki baaton mein uske
jhalakti hain, lekin bahut kam,
wo ehsaas, wo pyaar
awaaz mein uski
hain wo kashish
jaise ke pukaar ho
mujhe pukaar rahi ho
par dheeme dheeme
aur pukaar mein mithaas
aisi ke dil bhar aaye

jazbaat honge usme bhi
par meri tarah
unme doobne ki khwaish nahi
aur shayad yahi fark hain
ke wo practical sochti hain
aur kabhi kabhar uska pyaar
jhalakta hain sitaare ki tarah
par kya poori zindagi
us ek din ke sitaare ki chamak
ke liye bita dun
ya mujhe bhi bhi haq hain
kuch aur, kuch zyada
ehsaas aur jazbaat ki

aur ye sab shayad
milkar hi hoga mumkin
kyunki ab tak sirf
ek doosre ke lafzon
aur chand tasveeron ke alawa
nahin ho paaya hain milna
ab intezar hain to
waqt ka jab
milengi nazrein
aur dekh paunga
main wahi chehra
jise sirf tasveer mein qaed
aur lafzon se piroya hua
paaya hain
par hain iska bhi nasha alag
kaash rahe ye nasha
har roz, har waqt
bas dua yahi rehti hain
ke toote na is baar
ye dor, ye baandh
zakhm lage hain bahut
par is baar nahi
bas isi ki dua karun
aur ruka hun
intezaar mein
us chehre ki
bas wo chehre
ye chehre
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