keu bhalobasha pay keu bhalobeshe jay (few gets love , few keeps loving)
amra boshi majhkhanete . (we sit in the middle)

glass-er bhitor jol, chhap poreche , oi dekha jay, karor chokher (water inside the glass, a reflection of someones eyes)
takay ni keu, aj keu niyeche chul bhijiye, shukher, (no one looked at them, but today someone has made her hair wet with pleasure)
amra shudhu obak howe dekhi, ( we are just amazed and watching)
chokher tara, obak howe jol (the star of the eye and the amazed water)
faltu jara ashte ashte bashpo ( unimportant ones becomes vapour slowly)
howe majhkhanete bhrom jagano bayu. ( and creates a mist)
tobu jol fuleche jowar ashay, chul nai r chokh dheke (still the water swells as the high tide comes, even the hair is not anymore covering the eye)
amra dekhi chokh juriye kokhono ba shai glasser joler mon theke. (we just watch , eye fulfilled, maybe sometimes from the mind of that water of the glass)

obak kora lota, mukh unchiye, shurjo shudhu, bhabcho dekhe ? (amazing lota (vine), do you think it looks at the sun facing upwards ? )
tader moner koto dabi, (they have so many demands)
shudhu sporsho shukhey-e haar mane na, shikorbakor joriye diye (they are not defeated by the pleasure of touch, they hug each other by their roots and limbs)
joriye diye shakha, mukh unchiye shurjo shudhu bhabche dekhe ?(and do you think they only look for sun ?)
amra tader moto kore, chol pashpashi thaka shikhi, (lets live side by side like them )
amra tader moto kore chol jorajori kore thaki. (lets live hugging each other like them )

auction

I am living here in my bagpack
and loving things that are stored in racks.
If I offer you that for nothing
my bella.

There are words and music and a russian hat
and dostoyevsky and a funny cat.
And all these things are for you free
my bella.

And flying shoes,
I have left the best dreams
for you to choose.
i have left the best dreams
scattered in this jungle town my bella.

When you feel alone and fallen back
there is (also) a hand to put on your back.
If I ask you to hold this hand
will you bella ?

There is a watch to show infinite time,
for spicy meal you can find a dime, (too),
And that is not all, I have stories to tell you
my bella.

These smallest things,
I have left the best dreams
with these smallest things,
and so are the best dreams,
I have scattered in this jungle town my bella.

Priyo Ornob-er jonyo. The Best lyrics I have ever come across

I dont know how to thank Ornob. A really great song that perfectly gave the words to what i wanted to tell myself. Even the music was something which I am fond of, it is my music, it is my lyrics, just made by someone who is the brightest light of our generation.


Sing your soul out, dear
Cheer up this breeze, without fear
Walk on the dew on the bed of grass
cheer up the breeze, without fear

While love makes its own kingdom
in a cup of tea, somewhere else
I'll guard the moon till then
in the stargrinded light

Plenty of flowers touched by all these colours,
That remind me of your eyes and all my mistakes.

So, keep singing, keep singing... keep on singing dear

Few trivial facts

The things which I read or figured out and may be not that useful should be given proper consideration, since they might be useful for others...

1. This is what I read
'beauty is nothing
but teh start of terror we can hardly bear,
and we adore it because of the serene scorn
it could kill us with ...'

2. Punctuation and repetition of words and phrases was introduced in written form of language only to show the proper emotions more closely. Words are not important but how you say it is important.

3. In german when you describe anything past the verb comes at the last of the sentence. This is a really good strategy, it makes a person good listener and allows others to finish their sentence.

4. Tagore surprised me. Read Gora, apart from the last two pages of the novel, everything is for anyoen belonging to any philosophy. It is so abstract and so practical together. Probably true world was only depicted by Tagore in modern times (even Dostoyevsky would have agreed I guess).

5. The joourney of human being is from past to present , so a good way of learning should be going from present to past.

6. Every human being should be individualistically selfish. This will make this world the ideal one.

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8. I found a math book where in the table of conetnst they have listed 10 chapters. for chapter sic they wrote it doesnt exist. I dont know what does that mean...
9. This is the thing I came across while browsing, someone said something about poverty "
The history of poverty is filled with some really big events. Famines in Ethiopia. Floods in Bangladesh. Del Boy and Rodney from Only Fools and Horses. It's very difficult to measure precisely which of these is the most epic example of suffering. But one thing's for sure - we will come up with something that beats them all. Poverty History will be made!"

Happy birthday to the only god I know

Be proud to be a human being, specially those of our generation, since we grew up with the god, the buddha of music, the true genius I have ever heard off. To start with let me remember the time when he first came in picture. That will be the best way to look at the ocean from a naive point of view. But when you are looking at Rahman , all of us are naive. I always give music and art as higher position than science or anyother thing. Music is the most ancient form of human expression and human understanding. With rationality irrationality , with dualism non dualism you can always associate music with it. And music is the only thing that is there in every thing in this world, not god nor science or some metaphysical entity. And if you search for the human being who has understood this infinite storage of music to some extent, your search ends at Rahman.

Rahman is a deconstructionist. He came to world music when it was going through a bad phase. Euroepan music lost its charm, american music was reducing to either loud headbanging or naked girl dancing, arabic music didnt have any innovator , african and carribean music was losing its path on only rap and indian music as usual corrupted by the north indian musical motifs. I will specially give strong importance to the Indian film music version. I can go to the extent to claim that when ARR came, the only music composer worthy of a mention was Ilaya Raja. And the other music composers in Bombay was as usual dumb to explore any other musical motifs other than the banal motif of indian dholakiya , and western (italian or russian ) style orchestra violin. There was a Bappi Lahiri, who is a disgrace on music, There was a anu malik, who had one leg on his father era and one hand in popular western music ( to copy), jatin lalit ( they did some good stuff, but nothing new).The non film music idustry in india sucked . The T-Series boom gave room to some worthless singers like kumar sanu and anuradha padowal, but at the end of the day, forget about the music quality, even the recording quality decreased considerably. Some of the elders i talked even said that the bhojpuri songs of those days sounded better than the hindi songs. Given Rahmans quest for new things he would have come and broken the old trend completely and would have given a completely new definition of music. Actually he has done that , if you consider the quality of Indian music now and before Roja. But still Roja was not a destruction of the old tradition, it was the realisation of old tradition but also creating everything new around. He gave Indian music many new dimensions , infinitely many at one stroke called Roja. I can recall the effect of Roja in Kolkata (that time Calcutta). I have few human beings to check out when music comes in question. My grandmother, my father , my brother and my cousin. My mother doesnt count since she always like something new. But my father , being grown up at in the genration of RDB and Salil Choudhury, was very skeptical about new musical forms during that time. But Rahman changed everything. I remember the strong debate I used to have with my father ( the only debate I had ever with him) , about who is better, Rahman or Burman. But his approval of Rahman being a contender of the versatility of RDB made me really happy since he ruled out the other composer Salil Choudhury. But anyway he was the one to buy me all the Rahman albums from his monthly saving. My grandmother was bowled over by Rahman, just like me, who , after all this years always feel the child like thrill when the african motif starts in dil hai chhota sa before the second antara with the base guitar bakcground.

To talk about Rahman is not a thing which I can do in my life. All these years, the only thing that didnt change in India is Rahmans quest for change and experimentation. The Rahman of Roja is still young, younger than any Indian , younger than any human being. Be his latest works with leit Motif in RDB, Boys, Jane tu ya Jane na, Slum Dog Millionaire, or his jazzy work of Sathiya , or Hindustani Motif Bose the forgotten hero or synthetic music Yuva. In this world there is only one religion and that is music and Rahman is our God. Happy Birthday ARR.