WordArt?

I was reading "Songbad Protidin" on Sunday 9/11. They provide a magazine with the main newspaper. There I read Joy Goswami's feature, where he has quoted from other poet's works, and tried to understand them also. Two of them I would like to paste here, because I also liked them:

মা-কে

শৌভিক দে

এমন গোধূলি শেষে, তুমি এসে

টিপ খুলে জানলায় রাখো

তারা ফোটে

পুকুরে রূপোর কাঁসি, ভাঙা হাসি

কেঁপে কেঁপে ওঠে

ঝালং

সুদীপ্ত মাজি

অসম্ভব ঢালু পথ। নীচে খাদ। শীর্ষ থেকে নীচের সিনারি

দেখব, ঝুঁকে তাকাতেই সাম্পান আঁকড়ে ধরল দুই হাত দিয়ে...

সুন্দরের সমাধিতে একটি ফুল হয়ে ঝরা হলনা আমার

দেখলাম-আমার স্ত্রীও ক্যামেরায় মগ্ন আর বাকরূদ্ধ, ভীষণ নির্জন

ঘরে ফেরবার পথে, অসম্ভব জ্যোৎস্নায় ধুয়ে যাওয়া পথঘাট দেখে

বাসের জানলা থেকে কৌতুহলে তাকিয়ে চমকাইঃ

চাঁদ আজ আকাশে নেই, আলো দিতে দিতে

আমার কোলেই, একা, নিশ্চিন্তে জড়োসড়ো ঘুমিয়ে পড়েছে...

I don't understand modern poetry very well. But lately I have started feeling that, if the feeling is of sanctity and peace after you finish reading a poetry, it has to be something that touched you. I read some of Sankha Ghose and Joy Goswami, and loved the way they use the words to bring out the deepest feelings in our hearts, a feeling you have always known, but never thought that what would you compare it with. I don't have examples to give you right now, my mood in the office is totally different. Maybe that would be the topic of my next post, my fav quotes from these two magnificent poets. I visited this forum, and really liked the idea of a Bengali forum only for poetry. maybe people like me, who want to understand poetry, would benefit from this.

First time lucky

Do you know, my friends have e-patted my back for the last post?. I am flattered, and overwhelmed. One of them is from Chennai, currently in Bangalore. he does not understand bangla, so he praised the prose. Thanks to you all. BTW, this is the link to my blog. I am giving it here, so Please don't mind.

Anyway, everybody knows that to rhyme is not a crime, if you are doing it at the right time. I am not someone prime, but I know a little lime in this mundane life is surely sublime, and it does not cost you a dime. Hey, its just rhyme!

I am always blaming myself for not reading much of English literature. All I read is Jeffrey Archer short stories, Erle Stanley Gardner courtroom mysteries, Lee Child action packed thrillers, Dan Brown, even I tried one Mills and Boon (M&B). It was a little too good and mushy, you know.

What I am trying to say is,  when will I start liking English literature? I tried Guy de Maupassant, did not like it, Jerome K Jerome is hilarious but too predictable. Only thing I read and can be called literature is The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. And I liked it too.

Even with this little knowledge, I can see that its not easy for me to read something because its famous. I gotta like it. So I am taking up a mission. I am going to read every synopsis of every book which was wriiten by the winners of nobel, man booker and pulitzer. If I like any of them, I am going to read it. Enough with this thriller trash!

But there is a problem, I am lazy and I like to read, parallel. If I want to have the pleasure of reading, I will loose the pleasure of leisure, being a lazy. I have to look for the books, because they are not very easily available. If I go with my nature, then I will be deprived of the other pleasure, reading.

On that note, my first task on this mission is to finish the Famous book Catch-22 by Joseph Heller. I got it here.The famous phrase 'catch-22' has emerged from this novel itself. In Heller's own words:

There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one's safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could be grounded. All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn't, but if he were sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn't have to; but if he didn't want to he was sane and had to. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle.

I am also looking at the Modern Library's 100 Best Novels, and Time magazine's All time 100 Novels, even after the prized authors' works. Once this mission is complete, I can stop reading literary trash and go back to original trash!

And now, again, I am putting up one more of my songs. Its about the moment she said Yes! (too much M&B?).

 

আমি ভাবতাম কথারা আমার বন্ধু,

দুচোখে যখন তাকালে গোলাপি শরমে-

শব্দেরা সব হাসছিলো দূরে দাঁড়িয়ে

স্তব্ধতা শুধু বেড়ে উঠছিলো চরমে ||

বুকের উঠোনে রোদে রিমঝিম বৃষ্টি-

শিউলিরা ঝরে ঝরে পড়ে টাপ্‌ টুপ্‌ টাপ্‌

কথাগুলো শুধু বড্ড যে বাগী বেহায়া-

তবু কইলো না কিছু, রয়ে গেল চুপচাপ ||

তুমি তো ভাবছো এ কেমন বোকা কবি যে,

এই মধুক্ষণ কত প্রতীক্ষা পেরিয়ে-

চুপ করে কেন বাক্যবাগীশ বন্ধু?

মনের কথাটা আসছেনা কেন বেরিয়ে ||

আমি তো বলেছি যতটুকু ছিলো বলবার,

তাই সে এখনো আমাকে রয়েছে জড়িয়ে-

সব কথা, সব শব্দেরা নিঃশব্দে-

ঠোঁট থেকে ঠোঁটে আলগোছে গেছে ছড়িয়ে ||

Keep me posted about my post. I am afraid that for you, I am losing my laziness !

I am lazy

So, I am lazy.... that should be a known fact by now....after almost 5 years, I am writing my next post. This should be reason enough to start believing in my laziness.

I am now in Chennai. I am originally from Kolkata, West Bengal, but for my job, I am staying in Chennai from July 2010. Yet to feel the infamous Chennai heat in its its full glare. Actually very soon, I am going to my hometown, and as I am hearing, its chilly nowadays in Kolkata.

Anyways, what can I say about Chennai? people are good with me (almost I should say), and so far everything is ok. I live very near the sea, but so far, only twice I have been to the beach. I am lazy, I told you.

I know my blog is not going to be very interesting, but I don't care. I think, and I read a lot. So, whenever I feel like writing, I will either write a blog post, or like before, will be writing bengali songs. And send them to jhonku.

Right now, my friend jhonku is trying to get a chance to show his talents in bengali entertainment industry. He can sing, and he is also a composer. We were together in a band for a long time. Even when I am in Chennai now, I sometimes send him some lyrics. But he has a problem. If he does not like the lyrics in the first look, he cannot do the tune. I am sure that some of the lyrics I have written, would have been liked by some bengali composer, film or otherwise. But the problem is, in this industry, you cannot trust anybody. Somebody could take my creation and make it their own. I know him for last 16 years, so I do trust him.

Here is excerpts from a song I have written recently.....its an item song, the scene could be a mela and a female dancer, on stage, singing this one..

বোষ্টুমি

(ও) তোমার প্রেমের জ্বালা ধিকিধিকি,

এদিক ওদিক উঁকিঝুঁকি,

অবাধ্য চোখ হ্যাংলা কাঙাল,

করছে কেমন দুষ্টুমি-

তেমন করে দেখলে আমায়

হবো তোমার বোষ্টুমি ||

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যদি ঠোঁটে ছোঁয়াও এক খিলি পান

সোনার কাঁকন দুই হাতে

তোমার সলতে প্রদীপ উশকে দেবো

আলতো করে মাঝরাতে ||

Welcome to my thoughts

I think a lot. Its a bad habbit. Too much of anything is bad. So I started writing blog posts. I want people to share my thoughts. Like and dislike them, love or hate them. Just cannot ignore them.