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Mirror / Stage: January 2010
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That's what it means, or it is supposed to mean. Bhasha, shobdo, ostittwo. sob golmaal hoye jaowar poreo ki jeno ekta pore thake. Ke jane chhute pari ki na. Wednesday, January 27, 2010. It's not a great feeling for me to post something on my blog after a long time and start it with a disgusted tone. But the fact remains. I can't really 'compose' what I feel right now, but if I don't let it out somehow, it's just killing me. I mean I feel physically ill. Or is it just me, playing the loser? Oto jani na...
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Mirror / Stage: October 2009
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That's what it means, or it is supposed to mean. Bhasha, shobdo, ostittwo. sob golmaal hoye jaowar poreo ki jeno ekta pore thake. Ke jane chhute pari ki na. Tuesday, October 27, 2009. কিছু কিছু রাত আসে স্বপ্নের মত,. ভেসে যায় দায়ভার, অসুখী রুটিন,. যে জীবন চিনে গেছে আলোর নিরিখ,. আঁধার জাঁকিয়ে বসে কুয়াশার মত,. ভোর হয়, আলো ফোটে, ফুরোয় না রাত,. কবির পকেট ভরে খুচরো আয়াসে,. আল্তো কুড়িয়ে পাওয়া ঘুমের আবেশ,. অলিখিত চিঠি, খোলামুখ খাম,. আঙুল জড়িয়ে থাকে উষ্ণ বোতাম,. Links to this post. One of my Feel Good. I just di...
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Mirror / Stage: December 2009
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That's what it means, or it is supposed to mean. Bhasha, shobdo, ostittwo. sob golmaal hoye jaowar poreo ki jeno ekta pore thake. Ke jane chhute pari ki na. Monday, December 07, 2009. Kya kare zindagi isko hum jo mile,. Iski jaan kha gaye, raat din ke gile. Raat din gile…. Meri aarzoo kamini,. Mere khwab bhi kaminey,. Ek dil se dosti thi, yeh huzoor bhi kaminey,. Kya kare zindagi isko hum jo mile,. Iski jaan kha gaye, raat din ke gile…. Kabhi zindagi se maanga, pinjre mein chaand la do,. সব সময়ই সব ব...
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Mirror / Stage: Kawtha bolbe na?
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That's what it means, or it is supposed to mean. Bhasha, shobdo, ostittwo. sob golmaal hoye jaowar poreo ki jeno ekta pore thake. Ke jane chhute pari ki na. Tuesday, August 28, 2012. তোমার শহর বড্ড বোকা. বুকের ভিতর জমিয়ে রাখে ভয়।. তাকিয়ে তোমার মুখের দিকে রোজ. এই বুঝি সব হারিয়ে ফেলতে হয়।. হারিয়ে গেলে ঠিকানা গলিঘুঁজি. শহর জুড়ে বিজ্ঞাপনের মুখ. তোমার চোখে জলের কণা ছিল. ছিল অবিশ্বাসের অসুখ।. তবুও শহর হাল ছাড়েনা. খুঁজেই চলে তোমার কথার রেশ।. অপেক্ষাতেই একলা আছে. Tomar shahar boddo boka, jano? কাউক...
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities: December 2013
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities. Tuesday, December 31, 2013. And indeed there will be time. For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,. Rubbing its back upon the window panes;. There will be time, there will be time. To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;. Friday, December 13, 2013. That will jump on the. I am so very sorry for. She will see this. Shake it once, then. It's not my death that. Worries me, it's my wife. That all the nights. I ever feared to. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities: More or Less
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities. Tuesday, July 2, 2013. The little baby boy that smothered her dead last autumn did not come back again. but now an old couple lives there. she could see the old lady standing in the balcony half wet and her husband making tea in the kitchen. there he is, moving away from the kitchen window and then appearing on the balcony, two cups on a tray. The little baby boy is dead. but she felt she could cry now. more or less. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities: November 2011
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities. Sunday, November 27, 2011. Such a moment was that moment, one of the very, very few. I don’t know if I can live up to its bouquet of promises. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Chewer of Memory. Brewer of Thoughts. Shoo-er of Logic. View my complete profile.
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities: March 2011
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities. Saturday, March 19, 2011. She knows not. But she hides her body behind her dress, she hides her mind behind her sanity. 8220;Have you been crying lately? Your eyes look red and swollen these days! 8221; her acquaintances ask. She never tells anyone about her kohl therapy. She knew they would forbid. They would make sure that she gets to see only her nude eyes. Does she force her head up to breathe? Her dabbed kohl melts down her sallow, ill cheeks. Her tongue is black ...
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities: January 2014
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A Conglomeration Of Impurities. Tuesday, January 21, 2014. Winter afternoons bring phlegm and melancholy and the over familiar image of you leaning out of a taxi window to wave goodbye for as long as I don’t disappear amidst the crowd, the traffic and the general din of this city. I remain static of course, trying to burp the time spent with you out of my throat so that I can shout, “Auto! What makes me survive till the next morning when sunlight would rush into my window sill again like dopamine and swe...
