Friday, October 15, 2010

Bangla

Ami onekdin chhobi tuli ni. Jodio aajkal hantchhi prochur. Ki kore bojhai, ki je ekta anando achhe, eker por ek pa phele egiye jaowar modhye. Brisk footsteps following in time with this rhythm inside of your head. Peshi-r chhondoboddho norachora onubhober ananodo, rokter bere otha taler shonge paye cholar chhonder miler anando. Thik bojhate parbo na. Ekta onubhuti. Byas, oitukui.

Shobtai toh perception, tai na. Onubhuti ebong interpretation niye-i amader jogot toiri. Ebong tai protyekti byaktigoto jogot alada. Tai exactly bojhano shokto. Kintu onyer anander onubhuti shonge nijeke miliye niye, ba melabar cheshta korleo anando hoy.

Anando-ta ektu inadequate. Joy. Yes, that's more like it. Joy and happiness: bangla-te dutoi toh anando. When you are alone with yourself, ektu eka, then you notice the smallest things. Boddo bhalolagar, boddo mayar jinish. Shiulir gondho, chhatimer gondho, kukurer bhije naak, beraler mota lyaj, sheet-er roddur, lajuk hashi, phutonto tele jire bhajar gondho, pasher ghore backstreet boys, JNU OAT-te boshe rod pohano, ghumer agey rabindrasangeet ba ghazal-er resh, Dilli-r raat duto-r aakash, shoddyo roddure shukono jamar gorom om, rongin kancher khyalna bati, printed cotton fabrics, People Tree, onek chapa kanna-r jol

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