Bhikya

bole dada " tor mon ti valo
ki boli r toke?
na hole tui bhai ti amar
ditam cha gha pithe;
hawa lagiye epar opar
bheshe beras aj-o;
bolo na dekhi hotocchara
kon kaj ti paro?"

"Ami na hoy parina kichu
tumi ba ki karo?
Din raat sudhu jhola duliye
Bhikhya chaite paro.
se tomai chereche to
amai kano boko?
nari manei bhalobasha
thorai tumi bojho"

matha chapre dada bole
"shono cheler katha
ei din ti dekhbo bolei
holem ki tor dada?
bolchi toke eto kore
bujhis ne je kano?
dhukle se meye ei bhite te
mor matha hobe je nato!"

"hai hai dada e ki balo?
eto swartho tomar?
bhai er khusi ektu dekho
na hoye andho abar..
se amake bhalobashe
r amio bashi take
mithye jato natok tomar
Jai na kano bhege?"

"Bujhbi na tui murkho baro
thekai pore shikhbi,
tokhon jodi kandte ashis
chorabo.mor dibbi;
                 ja chute ja, kor ge biye
                 bhabish na r kauke niye
                 chokh ta jodi rakhis khule
                 til pabi tar pet-er dhare"

"Bujhiye dile dada tumi
Sanyashi-o kamon bhogi
hole kar kache je aporadhi;
E pap-er bojha baddo bhari
                bichar sabha nai boshuk
                tomai sudhu ei ta boli
                se sob-i boleche amai
                sob kirti-i ami jani....
swartho chara bhabte jodi
harate na sob kokhono tumi
Sesh katha ta shono boli
sudhu Bhalobashar bhikhya mani"

negative, yet you . .

Negatives are all I have
   All that is left of you....
A few burns, a shrill voice
And the silence of death...
    All you have left in me
Are negatives; Love and Innocence.

I wonder at times how it feels
       To be without me.. rather myself
I wonder what it means to you
    Smile; Distraction; a hanging line.
Yet a touch, little too divine
   Only Commandment: Self-Destruct.

What is a photograph, my dear?
Is it a reflection or a creation?


Yes, there are negatives;
     Negatives of life; shades
 A little too bright; what
    About memories of midnight,
Flashing in future
    Sketched together in dim-light?

Schizophrenic's Diary....

How can someone become famous? Do you dream of becoming famous?Well, what does it mean to become famous?
Albert Einstein is still famous, so is Isaac Newton. But what about Tirthankar Banerjee?
Is he famous? Was he ever ? Will he ever be? Does he care?
As far as the truth is concerned, he won't mind becoming a man people look up to and admire. But is that synonymous to becoming famous? May be it is, may be it isn't.
Me, being the closest to him, feel that he is quite a character. Yes, he is talked about in various circles, he is admired by a few of his juniors and he is also admired sometimes by his teachers.
The question is , does he know about all these?
Again, being the closest,I have the answer. But I'm not going to tell you that as I certainly have high regards for your level of understanding.
What I still can't figure out is what he actually wants to achieve? He would say that he doesn't care about being called "friendly". He would say that he never fakes his feelings for anyone. True, though the previous sentence is, yet I feel he indeed cares about what others think of him.
I think, he believes that he is never understood by anyone. But I want to ask him, how many people around him does he understand? No one. But his attitude is that of an all-knowledgeable person and he will just laugh at this question.
Moving on, he doesn't care about money. Yes, he needs some amount to lead his life, but his needs are too few and the best part is that he is quite happy and content.
He surely does care about love. I mean, he is a person who just can't live without either loving or being loved. Yet, he comes across as an ass-hole who likes to poke people for no solid reason.
Yes, trust me, he is a jack-ass! Who better than me can know this?
12 hours from now, he has Advanced Stat Phys. exam which he has hardly studied but he is more interested in sharing an absolute non-sense piece of literature with the so-called reading-fraternity.
He drives me crazy.
Just tell me who is to be blamed when he performs poorly (as usual ) in his exam?
Ask him and he will say, " The Indian Education System".
What the hell!
I know that the course is running well but still he will find excuses.
He always has reasons for everything. I mean , Fuck!!
He has already called this a piece of "literature". ha! Can you believe?!?!
Ask him and he will say, " Can you define literature for me?"
How do I know this? ha ha..
keep wondering..as Feynman said...
dhus sala.. forget Feynman( he is too great to be mentioned in this pathetic post)
as Tirthankar said..

" ..I.."

KonkaL

sahosro ratri seshe
      aj path misheche sagar pare
ami pathik;amar ghum
       polatak mithya ayojone:
chirodin cholechi chironidrar khonje
abhiman,akankha,paona mulyoheen
               chora jibon-srote....

keu nei, ei path sudhu amar,
amar-i konkal
tar nijer chaya dekhe hashe;
ke bollo eka?keu to ache...

Hothat konkal bollo,
"Ami...ami i satyo
ei kholosh tumi no-o,
jedin ami thakbo na, jeno
kholosh er adaal hobe mukto!"

Ami cheye roilam
         samne keboli samudra
deergho, gondiheen rahoshyo
          buke agle amar dike cheye ache;
ami bole uthlam,
"tumi to kholosh matro
tomar o nischoi konkal ache
               Dako take.."

se bollo parbe na
    bujhlam...
nona jal-e kheye geche
      matha narlam
path chola sesh
       Amar konkal jiteche.

Dead Man Speaking

Is this your dream?

Then live it extreme

The world in itself is hallucinating

Why move another inch?

Why die while the fight’s still obscene?

Do you fear to lose again?

Tell me how it feels to win a game

Tell me how to desire and end in shame

Tell me whatever for the excuses are lame

Yet I ask, can you hear the siren?

Hush,” Silence”, said the other man

Are you asking me “which man?” Don’t you know?

Oh, please. The same man who is beside you and beside me. Always. He is staring at everything that is happening to you. But he behaves like he doesn’t care. Oooo he has that attitude…”I-just-know-too-much.” He will have that smile on his lips which is a way of saying ,’hey brother, how stupid your comments are!’

But trust me, he is listening to every word you are uttering. He is thinking much more about you than you actually are about yourself. He believes that he is a thinker and how much he prides himself on that! ha ha.

He has his own vision of this world. But don’t be mistaken! He is rather clever. He knows how this world functions. He will come to you when you feel low and say “yeah even I have the same problems” but it’s too late when you realize he never had those problems. So why does he lie? Not to make you any weaker, you already are at your worst and hence seek consolation. He lies so that you don’t feel the urge to push the demons, so that you don’t try to become any stronger which you are absolutely capable of.

It haunts you when you have finally known this man but invariably it’s a little too late every time. It is even more painful when others will ask you to learn from that man how to succeed. They will think he’s a genius of some sort.

 Have you realized who the man is? You must have. It’s you I was talking about.

                            Dust is what I’m made of

                            Layers within and outside

                            But this dust is too thick

                            A ghost, hungry and juvenile.

                            I see where it comes from

                            I see the shadows of life

                             Aha there are so many

                             So many wannabe parasites.

                             Yes, you know, you are dirty

                             What can you possibly hide from me?

Hope you enjoyed your biography.

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