AY KHUDA

                                                              AY KHUDA

a lonely drive

  
 A  Lonely Drive

Out  on  the  highway

Far  away  somewhere…..

Driving  through  the  lonely  roads,

It  is  you ,  that  all  I  care.

Dark  long  way  ahead

 Yet  need  to  pass ……

Dew  drops  on  the  road  side

Rest  upon  the  grass.

It’s  a  cold  wind  inside  the  chest

Blows  everything  than  you …..

Even  the  smokes  of  the  cigarettes

Can’t  let  the  coldness  blew .

Wish  you  was  beside  me

Than  longing  on  the  bed ….

Wish  you  was  here  touching  me

Being  far  away  instead .

The  chilled  trees , I  am  going  through

Are  mourning  for  you   dear …..

Your  warm  lips,  your  anklet,

And  for  your  precious  tear.

My  heart  do  cries  for  those   two  eyes

Which  stays  awake  for  me

Counting  days  on  a  lonely  bed

Oh!  God  I  love  the  way  is  SHE .

                     
 Debjani Mukherkee

  

jontrona  JOKHON  BHALOBASA

Jontronay kukre kedechi sara raat

Chokh hote baoya adrotay bhije geche balis,

Kande kande dekhechi bhorer alo phota

Buker bhetorer  tibro jontronata.........

Pichu charto naa kichutei.

Colleger mathe , gongar ghate, jekhanei giyechi.......

Sei gogon bidari jontrona songgo niyeche.

Bohu purono boto brikher phete jaoya bolkole,

Angul buliye buliye anubhob korar chesta korechi........

Tar sorirer usnota,Jodi pai, Jodi !

Ghaser doga chuye mone mone jigesa korechi

Esechilo ? Esechilo ki se?

Jobab pai ni kichui tobu..........

Tobu soto hahakare prosno korechi bar bar

Esechilo ? Esechilo ki se?

Asto jaoya surjer dike takiye mone hoyeche

E bisso sonsare ami eka,

Bidhata nirmom hate jeno....

Muche diyeche tar r sokol sristi!

Nodi nei , math nei , gache gache pakhi nei

Sobujer sobha nei , dhusorer borno hinota nei

Emonki ek nishas bataso abosistto nei kothao!

Achi kebol ami, preter moto,

Anubhuti  hin pajorer khacha akre.......

Dhariye achi dhonso hoya prithibir....

Roktim abosesher  sommukhe.

Jala kora chokh theke goriye poreche bari dhara.

Kothay? kothay? kothay abosistho ache

Jiboner sei sesh chinho tuku?

Jekhan theke jonmo nebe ei prithibi abar!

Din maser hisab rakhini

Koto griser dabo daho ,poralo dhora?

Koto kal boisakhir jhor ,opralo gach?

Koto sorot? Koto bosonto?

Hisab rakhini kichuri.

Sommohito kal naginir moto...

Buk ghoste ghoste cholechi poth

Somoyer sroth boye geche amar opor diye.

Aaj ami misses omuk

Party te mohilader chokh irsha kore amay

Chute katate pari di sagor par

Pach tara hotele hoy amar anniversary party

Jolmole jibon theke thikre pore sukh

Tobu! tobu buker maje

Sei jontronar supto res roye geche aajo.

Jontrona ke lalon korechi ami,

Palon korechi apon sontaner moto.

Surjer proti ti rosmi te pusto korechi take

Proti purnimar raate ador korechi take

Nishi bhor, joriye suyechi mokhmoler sojjay

Boro apon boro nijer kore rekhechi take

Se jontrona hajar sukher cheye kammo amar

Loke bolbe dukho bilas , boluk tai soi.

Tobu tobu akre rakhbo jontronar har pinjor,

Ki kore pheli ?Tate je amar bhalo basar bas!

Sorosi torunir hridoyer prothom kusumti.....

Aaj o je photar anumoti pay kebol oi jontronay.

Je chokh duti dekhe r khichui dekhte chayni kono din,

Sei chokh dutir bas je oi jontronay.

Je buke matha rekhe prothom anubhob korechi usnota,

Hridoy hin sei buker bas je oi jontronay.

Je thot chuye ei sorirer prothom boro hoya,

Sei jubok thot aaj o je theke geche oi jontronay.

Ki kore pheli tare ? Ki kore?

Ki kore bisorjon di bismitir sagore?

Se je amar boro sotti anubhuti!

Siray siray dhaboman smriti.....

Amar shanti, amar dirgho sash

Ki kore pheli? Tate je amar bhalo basar bas.

                             DEBJANI MUKHERJEE

ZINDEGI INHI ME BASTI HAI

  Bhule huye nazmo se lamhe churayeho kabhi?

Dhire dhire bheti chandni me dupki lagaye ho kabhi?

Zindegi inhi me basti hai

Guzara karti hai ....

Aag phukti hai chule me 

Rotiya pkati hai.

 Dhundh ko chirti huyi kirne nikalti hai

Kirno me nahati huyi parinde dekhe ho kabi?

Ye lamho ke lariya banate hai 

Unhi lamho me piroke, phir ashiyana..... 

Ashiyana tut gya tha gaye shaal 

Is shaal oapas ande sambhale huye hai

Ando me drare parte huye dekhe ho kabhi ?

Zindegi unhi draro me basti hai 

Guzara karti hai......

Nanhi si koi pari ,sari pahaneki zid karti hai ...

Mitti se halwa, patto se puri banati hai.

MItti me mithi swad hoti hai

Churio ki khanak chupi hoti hai

Rangbirangi churio se saje hat dekhe ho kabhi ?

Zindegi unhi rango me basti hai 

Guzara karti hai.....

Patto se sarakti sabnam hoto se chakhe ho kabhi ?

khoye huye ghum pe muskuraye ho kabhi ?

Zindegi inhi me basti hai 

Guzara karti hai .....

Aag phukti hai chule me 

Rotiya pkati hai.

                                             DEBJANI  MUKHERJEE

jibon jatra

                                                               
                                          
                                               জীবনযাত্রা

                                  স্বপ্নের শিউলি বেঁধেছি আমার খোপায় ,

                                       পায়ে পরেছি পুলকের নূপুর ,

                                     চোখে মেখেছি ভালবাসার কাজল ,

                      ভেবেছিলাম আয়নায় দাঁড়ালে আমার এই সাজ লাগবে বেমানান .

                                            কিন্তু কই না তো !  

                                          এই তো, বেস মানিয়েছে !

                      

                      চম চম করে নূপুর বাজাতে বাজাতে চললাম আমি তোমার কাছে .

                               কিন্তু তোমার কাছে পৌছানো কি অত্তই সহজ ?  

                                 সাথ সমুদ্র তের নদী পেরিয়ে তোমার বাড়ি 

                                     পক্ষিরাজে চরে যেতে হয় সেখানে .

                                           কিন্তু তাহলে কি হবে ?

                                         আমার তো পক্ষিরাজ নেই!

                                 তাহলে আমি তোমার কাছে যাই কি করে?

                                         এই ভেবে কাঁদতে বসেছি ,

                                       এমন সময় মন এসে উপস্থিত .

                                       তাকে সব কথা খুলে বললাম .

                                       সব শুনে সে বলল........

                    "এই কথা ! তোমার কোনো চিন্তা নেই ,আমার ডানায় ভর দাও...

                              আমি ভাসিয়ে নিয়ে যাব তোমায় জীবনের কাছে.

                          ভাসতে ভাসতে পৌছলাম সাত সমুদ্র তের নদীর পারে ...

                                          সেই তেপান্তরের মাঠে .

                                    অমনি ওখানে, মাথা এসে হাজির .

                        কোথায় যাচো ? কেন যাচ ? তোমার কি যাওয়া উচিত ?

                            এই সব নানান প্রশ্ন বনে সে আমায় করলো রক্তাক্ত .

                           বুজলাম জীবনের কাছে ,আমার আর যাওয়া হবে না

                               তাই মাথার পিটে চরে ,চল্লাম বাড়ি .

                 পথে খুল্লো আমার খোপা , ছিড়ল আমার নূপুর , ভিজলো আমর কাজল ...

                              জীবন ,তোমার কাছে যাওয়া হলো না আমর 

                                     তবে কিসের দুঃখ বন্ধু ?

                                 মনের ডানায় ভর দিয়ে না পারি....

                           মাথার পিটে চড়েই তোমার কাছে যাব একদিন .

                       সেদিন তুমি হয়তো আর  আজকের মত সবুজ থাকবে না ,

                                        তবু তো তুমিই থাকবে! 

                               সবুজ তুমি না থাক ধূসর তুমি থাকবে.

                           


                   

This is just another cloudy day outside my window and here I am sitting next to my notepad communicating with you. Things are quite boring nowadays as I am on leave for a month but thanks to net I have you to talk with. I don't know you ,yet happy that you are there somewhere who is reading this. Things are so very peculiar in today's world ,may we be lonely in real world though can have thousands of friend inside a dead screen. I saw an add on TV it says "3G pe busy"so very true for all of us who loves to be busy on 3G :) The philosophy of life has changed altogether and now we have both the sides of the coin to deal with . Whatever , today I am talking to you and that is the most beautiful thing .
Outside my window the roof of the building just opposite to mine is prominently visible. I can see seven pigeons sitting there busy with their daily chore. The view could have been so very beautiful if I could replace the dusky wall with a branch of a evergreen tree. But as it is not going to happen let me continue with my talk with you. It 17 past 12 in the noon and my lunch is yet remaining as I am waiting for my kids who will be on their way to home from school by now. I have another 10 minuets before I have to leave for the bustard to collect them. Right now the status of my mind is pretty confusing , I mean like, for say I would love to listen a song but feeling lethargic to play one. Extreme laziness you see quite depressing, having everything yet missing them all . God need to get fresh at any cost. May a shopping bag can help me out . Ya what an idea sir ji :)! So darling I am going for a shopping today and it would be worth as Durga Puja is very close . Ok let it be a practical test today I will do shopping and tomorrow I will let you know that weather it changed my mood or not . As we all know that it is said about women that if we are feeling low we should go for a shopping so let me check it by myself today and I will publish the result tomorrow . BUY BUY GUYS SEE YOU TOMORROW.

KAI YAADE MERE SATH CHALTE HAI

Kai yaade mere sath sath chalte hai,

Mere dil me mera shaher jo basta hai.

Kuch bhule huye shayam,

Kuchu bikhre chand ke tukre,

Khuch rahome pari hasi,

Khuch sarahe huye nakhre,

Khuch barish ke chite aaj bhi akhome rahate hai.

Mere dil me mera shahar jo basta hai!

Ek ghar ka angah,

Do bure peepal ke peir,

Kuch tute huye se deewar,

Aur ha, do char gileriya bhito thi...

Sab, sab din dhale muj se milne ate hai ..

Mere dil me mera shahar jo basta hai!

Ghar ke kone para ek thaka huya sa chari

Chule pe rotiye pakati kala sa chimta

Khasti huyi awaz ek

Tarse huye kuch intezar

Mere nayno me basar karte hai

Mere dil me mera shahar jo basta hai!