keu ba bojhe janda sobuuj, keu ba karl marks
keu ba bojhe ram, hanuman - sabar e ek dak
sabai khoje fondi fikir, ballot mayay ghore
voter ami, voter tumi voter naamta pore
jitle pore protisuti gangar chale fele
MLA jay bidhansabha, MP delhi chale
pagol tubou gash chire jay garer mathe boshe
sarger boro politician sudhu muchki ektu hashe
tobu vote ashe 5 bachore - "hoy ebar noy never"
lute pute kheye sala, ekai korbo sabar
keu gileche 36 e, karo ba 5 e kafi,
lal, sabuj, gerua dhari, sab salai papi...
Friday, April 17, 2009
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Back in the summer of 09
U la la la ... its summer once again. For some its the worst part of the year. Blazing sun, scorching heat, metling peaks and crazing for water are back again. So am I .. back with my blog... after a sudden disappearence of 3 long months. As the summer is never too comfortable even to the might Achilles, so is the writting the blog to me. Hence I disappear time and often.
There is a myth .. when you sow something, reap it up too. Well being a solitary reaper, I had to and inevitably down to blogging. Is it getting to boring, well lets have a turn around and switch over.
Rhondendron was familiar to me via a bengali song and then through the portals all the way down to Sikkim. Men lives for desire and has to take the zeal out from within to achieve them. I had always been an admirer of the shepard boy who ran all the way from Spain to the great Sahara desert to follow his dream. Dream... and do follow it up.. perceive the thought that you can achieve it and when you actually do, its a awe of self. Guess I did write about dreams in one of my previous posts too but still cant help revisting it once again.
They say that summer is the best time for afternoon siestas and well ... day dreaming too. But as you dream do follow it up till the end coz you never know .. u maynot get the treasure but Fatima was no less than a treasure.
There is a myth .. when you sow something, reap it up too. Well being a solitary reaper, I had to and inevitably down to blogging. Is it getting to boring, well lets have a turn around and switch over.
Rhondendron was familiar to me via a bengali song and then through the portals all the way down to Sikkim. Men lives for desire and has to take the zeal out from within to achieve them. I had always been an admirer of the shepard boy who ran all the way from Spain to the great Sahara desert to follow his dream. Dream... and do follow it up.. perceive the thought that you can achieve it and when you actually do, its a awe of self. Guess I did write about dreams in one of my previous posts too but still cant help revisting it once again.
They say that summer is the best time for afternoon siestas and well ... day dreaming too. But as you dream do follow it up till the end coz you never know .. u maynot get the treasure but Fatima was no less than a treasure.
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