Monday, December 29, 2008

jibondorshon

ek mane shunno theke kichuta holeo beshi,
abar ekla mane shunnota.
ek r shunno diye to proyojoniyo shob kothai
ajkal loke likhe fele.
ek r shunno ekshathe shunne mishe jachche
etai ekta nissho jibondorshon.
tui na thakle baal, tui thakle uttal,
etao ekta jibondorshon.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Dhorashayi

balishe entho mukh,
chand-er eki osukh ?
megher rumal
ache mukh dheke.
tor bola niktimoto peyanj
kuchi , kuchoi
amar tor dutoi
plate rekhe.
tor abar mishti hashar shokh,
alto heshe korish chokh chhotto
ami shotti dhorashayi
na pai chena kono image
na pai obak kora pongti
tor chokher kaloy nijer
shadhin desh dekhe aaj shotti
ami mairi dhorashayi
bhebe ajek achi pore
jokhon adla amay eshe
tui tulbi apon kore.
ami emon dhorashayi.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

moddhobitto (middle income class)

Borofe porle gole
gaye porle jole
agun.
opomaneo hashi,
shukh porobashi, ebar
ragun.
gadhar pithe chore
chourastar more
bhashon
bhashan diye
bhule bandhobir biye
bhabun.
ai nari bari french cut dari
dami almari
ai telephone ,
packet kora baloon baloon shaptahik guptodhon,
premik mon,
bogus.
ragun ragun ragun.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Jodu babur Baganbari(the mansion of Jodu babu)

Jodu babu,
Jo-take cho korle besh moja peto aager projonmo....
ekhon oishob moja theke bonchito ...
tader lakh lakh callcenter-er kane shuhdu durbritto onushondhankari markin ingrijir shobdokosh theshe bhore diyechilo ke ba kara kono ek projonme.
Jodubabur bagan
jekhane fol ful nidenpokkhe agacha udpadonkari naam na jana ektio gacha pawa day,
ekhon shudhu morubhumir chilchitkar,
Onnotha jodu Babur Baganbari
kintu jomjomat,
ontoto ai sthir shomoye... jokhon shobkichu hoy otit kimba bhobisshot.
brotomaner chhaya ektu holeo ekta abcha chhap rekhe jay ekhane.
prokritopokkhe baritake ekta tritiyobishsho bola chole,
ekhane bhivajon ache, kintu ta mene nebar ba dur korar ongikar nai,
ekhane nari ache, tao bohu dhorshita ebong shomoyanug chinta onujayi oslil rokom shundori ba kutshit,
take bhalobashar keu nai,
ekhane purush ache , nijeder shoto bivajoner niti jabor katar moto ekhono cholche,
take bosh korar keu nai,
ekhane bidroho ache, biplob ache, kintu ta bojhar lok nai,
ekhane notun mane bhobishshot- purono mane bhogoban,
bortomaner chhaya, oi bollam na ekta olpo sholpo boyoshi meye meghe hnete gele jemon hoy,
sherokom chhap rekhe chole geche.
Jodu babur bagan bairta ekti nitantoi tritiyo bissho.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Light of the snow, the sun, my home

I never thought that snow can show me a totally different kind of beauty, something white can have this amount real beauty hidden in it is a completely different realisation now. Normally white for me is disgusting, be it fair and lovely , or westerners or a dull morning with total white snow. I am from India and ?I like to sweat, I like to face the strongest of the sun and I like to become darker in that sunlight. That gives a dimension to my existence. Normally white is always related to negative feelings in my heart. For me white was always lifeless, ugly , as if someone is mourning for some freat misfortune . White is the colro for sraddha for me, a pseudo mourning, or the colro fo the dhongi bramhacharis of narnadra pur ramkrishna mission. Anyway whenver i look at the color white i can only see corruption scandlas propaganda. But then that is my realisation, which is a function of my experiences and my prejudices, and yes let me accept that even white can be beautiful, even white can be honest. Yesterday i found out, that snow has its own light, which has strong luminousity. Even in night, without any light, snow can create and aura around the place, which was amazing for me. But apart from that, i want sun, hot sun, burning my skin, making me sweat. I want to smell my sweat.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Extent of reduction (komte komte etota)

emonta noy je chokh chaini,
tobe ekhon ondho howata bhalo mone kori,
emonta noy je shobdo chaini
kintu ekhon niret nistobhdhotai dher,
emonta noy je kichu apato shorol bakko
konodin sposto kore bolte chaini
kintu ekhon byakorone bnacha dai,
emonta noy je soundorjo chaini
kintu bhul bhebe shomoy jai,
emonta noy je jol, mati agun, niropekkhota
kichui chaini
ekhon shudhu ami r ami,
emonta noy je bhalobasha chaini
otato shobai chay ,
kojon pay ?
ba pabar moto ki korechi ?

Few mathematical thoughts

Sometime I sleep much if I dont't have anything to do, sometime I sleep much if the world waiting for me after getting up is too hostile, sometime i sleep much if I am depressed or hungry, and if none of these are happening then I sleep much just to have great dreams, that too forced one. Being totally disconnected from the reality is
greatest way of procastrination I have ever discovered. Anyway, the rule of the thumb is do your work, eat properly and be happy in your sexual life, that is what is described as the secret of good life in every culture and society (and also nicely translated into bengali by my friend "khato khao chodo"). But then this gives a near to stability in life, which can be dangerous ,if a person like me totally denying the effect of reality, practices this. So I dont do my work whne it is required, as my favourite past time for last 7-8 years is sleeping and it will be. I will be continuously breaking different records of sleeping in future . I need practise since I have to do this thing after my death for eternity. I eat whenevr i am not hungry enough to eat, it is nice soemtime to deny the humna basic instinct as they are called by our western propaganda. Sleeping comes with great many advantages, you can avoid the time of conflict as long as you want, you can srictly avoid the existence majority of the human being in this world, and also by staying awake for lesser time you can avoid all the prejudices you can get by prcatise and work. Work is like making love , if the later is wellunderstood by me at any point of time. But the urge to work should be natural, and it should only evoke the mind and brain of our body, nothing else. Later I found out a thing to work on, but then it was not for me, or i was not for it. Then again i found another thing, and this time I can see the end, everything, surrounded by the greatest fog of this century , there she stands. It was a well admired Project by Mori to start classifying surfaces, and then people thought about classifying higher dimension things. But no chance for them. Here we have a machinery of homotopy theory, this will give me the little bit of light needed. It is clear that the simplest object , i.e the rationally connected varieties will be the first step, my first step.
Reality of dreams is the proof of the existence of god. But I dont care.......