Last night I met a person called Binoy. No it was not a conincidence I guess. Since , for a long time I was expecting someone to come and change the way I think, the way I bluff, the way I love. He came, and yes its he, and changed everything last night. Once in a while people like Binoy comes and changes my position as an observer. He told me to write good thinsg in a bad way, as if there are too mnay good things in this world and we take them as garnetd , so we dont give importance to any of it. He will be with me for some time, as he has told, and leave me exactly whne our conversation will become boring. After the first conversation with Binoy, I came to know one of his favourite bad poems. He hismslef said that whenever someone asks him for introduction he recites this verse. For the sake of lcarity he prefers bengali than any other language, at least he said so. So here it goes the introduction of Binoy :
amar naam binoy,
kolkatay brihsti hole thik jekhane shobchay beshi jol joma hoy
shekhane amar bari,
amar bolle thik hobe na, boroncho ekebare bhul bodh hoy,
ami to image-er karbari,
tai amar bole khub beshi ekta kichu nai,
olpo ai sholpo shai
diye protidiner nikti mepe jibonjapon
emon
kono shorto rakhe ni keu.
naamtao nijer noy,
jemon noy
baba maa-er ekdiner probol sharirik bhalobashay pawa ai shorir.
amake bhalobashle prochur chhobi debo,
alto kore buliye nebo
haat tomar gopon onge.
amake bhalobashle tomaro kono kichu nijer thakbe na.
parbe na
emon bhabe bhalobashte.
naki bhoy hoy ?
amar naam binoy.
My name is Binoy.
The place which gets filled with most fo the water whenever it rains in kolkata,
there is my home.
if i say its mine then it wont be true, maybe it is completely false.
i am a trader of images.
So there are not many things which are mine,
noone forced me to live
by making everyday routine of some of this and some of that.
even my name is not mine.
like the way this body,
which i got because of my parents once upon a time made tremendous physical love,
is not mine.
if you love me i will give you lost of pictures,
i will lightly varess your private parts.
if you love me there will be nothing caleed yours .
you cant love me .
or may be you are scared ?
my name is binoy.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
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