" ME TIME"

My ex roomie Shaswati is enjoying lots of "me time" in Denver, US....so much so that she is posting some wonderful writings in her blog(http://shaswatib.blogspot.com/2011/10/kudos-mommies.html).On the other side of the world..here I am struggling with a very hectic schedule in Bangalore. Office..household chores....by the time I get free..exhaustion takes over. Off late...not keeping well...thanks to my allergic rhinitis, a deviated nasal bone and an ever changing bangalore climate. Felt like taking the excuse of being sick and grabbing up some precious "Me time". So, the poem.

Your memories are just too sweet
Part from those....will ever I?
They fill my eyes..with the brightest hues
They give my heart....wings to fly!

In its flight..sings my heart
All boozed in a joy unknown
In moonlit skies..my heart flies
Songs of love..it sings alone.

Beautiful are times gone by
Still my life..they adorn
Bringing warmth in my coldest hours
Like sunshine in a winter morn.

Trust me, I have tried my best
to keep your thoughts...all away
The distance brings you closer still
Love grows on each passing day.

Say how I tame my beats of heart?
Say how I stop this trickling tear?
Joy and pain...all merged in one
This love will burn me up,I fear.

Then all the fears off I shake
With a rebel heart..firm I stand
A thousand song ring around
What is love, if not mad?

Your memories are just too special
Part from those? Naah can not I
Let them linger.. in my soul
And make me smile, make me cry

Lines written in office bus

So busy…so busy these days….left with no time to write. As I was travelling back by my office bus yesterday…for a change..did not log in to my laptop. Heart mumbled a few lines….looks like they have rhymed..



Priyo aakasher aarek paare,Amaar din hole taar raat
Taai bujhi shey jegei thaake……..Premer haajar ojuhaat!!!

Aami chaina jete prioyor kaache, prem Jodi kom pore
Dur thekei obaadh bhabe..jacche je prem bere.

Emni kore din chole jaay.. kaatlo bochhor koto
Tobuo jeno mishti laage..prothom premer moto.

Pagol praaner paaglami shob…mithhey sopno aashaa
Hoyto priyo bhulei geche…amaar bhalobasha :(

Ta bhebei kede pori….abaar kede haashi
Bhuluk priyo..porowa kori na…AAMI TO BHALOBAASHI

Today is an optional holiday in my Office. But unfortunately I could not take that option :( Felt like doing nothing in the first hour till Boss is in ....and so the post.

Mon obichol ………………

aar chokher kaajol dhowa jol

kichui bujhe na …

haay Bhalobasha chonchol .

tumi acho tai...kobita ache
tumi porbe bole likhi
Tumi acho tai...moner ek kone
bhalobasha aajo baaki

oi dekho cheye..ramdhonu aajo
saajay amaar aakash
Oi shuno dure,gaan sumodhur
baajay bhorer baatash

Tumi aacho tai..sob bhalo laage
tomay niyei sob...
Dupur belar bristi pora
pakihir kolorob....

tai to haashi..chokher jole
moner majhei thakbe bole..

tumi aacho...tai kobita accche...mon aajo obichol

tumi aacho tai...prem obujh..bhalobasha chonchol..................

At times..season makes u write

I am back from my Puja holidays....I am still not out of the festive mood.....I dont feel like working. On the top of this...the season is so romantic. Azure skies..with the whitest clouds sailing...the Bangalore breeze blowing with a hint of upcoming winter in it..it has all the goodness to make one write. As I look at the clouds..I keep on thinking that they might have travelled from a land far off...I keep feeeling the typical poetic pain. But you know what..as one of the poets had rightly said..."There is a pleasure in poetic pains which only poets know"

Some dates are so special indeed
Today is like one of those.......
I feel like flying high in sky
stealing color from rainbows.

And send those colors to my dear
Who's celebrating far away
O wanton wind..will u help
send my wish this special day?

Winter has not set in still
clouds afloat in azure skies
Festive season...gorgeous nature
And dreams abound in my eyes.....

His love brims in my heart
So It still misses a beat or two
O sailing clouds..will you carry
my crazy heartbeats there with you?

And let my beats sing today...
The birthday song for my dear...
tell him that he is missed a lot
and loved a lot by someone here.

Earth Cries

I hardly see stars in the Bangalore sky...smog, as if, has robbed the sky of all its beauty. The first showers are no longer beautiful...Rainwater is damn dirty and black. For all these and more...Thanks to pollution which has certainly become more than a menace now! And adding to our woes, we have all the world leaders staging a drama at Copenhagen while the earth bleeds and cries!

Prithibir Chitkaar
Produshon chhine nilo, prithivir roop
Taai dekho Udaashin, Aaakasher mukh
Groho taara bondi Dhowashar kaaragaare
Baaka chaad eka tai, cheye aache chup.

Beesh Dhaale charidhaare, kol aar kaarkhana
Progotir pothe aaj agowan desh
Raastay gaari joto, bere chole obiroto
Amader chahidaar, keno nei sesh!

Socchhota nei aaj, gongaay, jomunaay
Bhoktir naame hoy taader aaj opomaan
Gaachpaala kete shob, sobhyota gorchi je
Ekdhare baare tai prithivir taapomaan.

Ei taapomaan niye aaj
Utheche je kolorob
Nongra raajniti
khomotaar khela sob!

Aakashe, baatashe , tai eto hahakaar
"Bachaao aamare" aaj prithivir chitkaar!

Prem je aamay chhare na.......

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Prem aami chherechi kobei
Kintu prem je aamay chhare na
Se to barte thake moner bhitor
Amar ekta kothao shune na

Bidrohi prem je aamar
Riti niti manei na
Shey beporowa, bodmejaji
Obujh kichui bujhe na.

Aajo taake shopne dekhe
Hotath uthi kepe
Taar kothai bhabte thaki
Raatro jege jege.

Jemon poraay amaar boshto na mon
Ami aaj office-e aanmona
Amar take niyei lekhalekhi
Aajgobi sob kolpona.

Etto bochhor, shey etto dure
Tobu takei dekhi ami
Haay korto jodi sheo omon
Amar moton paglami

Ekhon notun raasta, notun saathi
Kintu mon to notun noy
Moner bhitor prem purono
Tai to koshto hoy

Sobai bole “Haay kolonko…
Morbi je ei Neshay”
Ami kolonkito hotei chai
Priyor bhalobaashay.

HOME BOUND

My joy knows no bounds today!! The last few days have been very stressful for me but today certainly the excitement of going home has taken over. Yes just 15 hrs for my flight now.....I M GOING HOME AFTER AN YEAR. Two weeks....TWO WEEKS I will be in my own world, with all my near and dear ones...in my sweet Silchar. No office...no bugs...no coding...no traffic...no tension. ..Huh..two weeks out of the confines of my hellish cubicle...far away from this mess.
Will come back with stories from Silchar......WISH U ALL A VERY HAPPY DURGA PUJA!!!!!!!!!!!!