THINGS UNSAID (excerpt from MAINAK DHAR'S FUNDA OF MIXOLOGY which till date remains as one of my favourites)

the greates pain that can afflict
comes not from gun or knife
but from invisible demons within
gnawing away at you all your life.....

the greates grief you can feel
comes not from illness or death
but from the emptiness within
of things left unsaid.......

ODE TO SHIMLA

SHIMLA envelops me,
in its comforting arms
as i sink deep into this world
of pleasanat nothingness.....


the illusion is shattered
ringing phones,cacophony of nameless voices
and i return to this world
leaving shimla behind......


But it remains in wait,
faithful to the end
As i long to return
into my ENNUI's arms.....

ALLAH megh de....

ALLAH megh de,pani de, chaaya de re tui
ALLAH megh de.......
Ke debe megh,ke debe chaya,ke debe paani??

keu debe na megh,keu debe na chaaya,keu debe na paani.....
tai nijer khabarta dokan theke nijei kine aani........

a momentary lapse of reason

hey,i don't write songs for u,

i hav a tale to tell to a chosen few,

u can spit or smug at mah song

i don't care....

there are too many things

with you-i can't share.....

well,if u wish u can expurgate

mah songs from the list...

don't let your children get hold of it

else they will spit on u too...

and i don't care....

there are so many things

in here-dat ain't fair...

fair is what's going on around us...

mediocrity killing the "us"es to dust

still i don't care....

the fuss belongs to u and ur fanfare

let us live forever.....

euthanasia , a cure all to all ravages

an euphony for the worldwide suicide

but u ain't gonna grant us the favour

may u live forever...

i dont write songs for you

i probably gotta tell it

to a chosen few...

the hungry birds...the lunatic sky,

the cold wind that passes by,

the nights which never sleep,

the scars in my body deep,

requiem for my dreams which snare,

the days when you were'nt there....

n i simply don't care....

MONOLOGUE AT 10 PM

A NEVERLAND.....
SO BLUE AND LONELY...
SEARCHING THRU THE RELICS
OF MY CHILDHOOD MEMOIRS....
THEY PROMISED TO RETURN...
THEY PROMISED....
INDEED THEY PROMISED....
BUT THEY R GONE....
GONE TO GHOSTLY STARS
I CRIED A TEAR...
BUT DEY LAUGHED AN ARCANE LAUGH...
I AM LOST NOW....
I AM LOST.....


wish .....
i cud once again taste da "HOLY GRAIL"
da GRAIL OF ADAM.....DA grail of EVE
DA grail dat wud taste just like da
"GARDEN OF EDEN"
but da garden full of flowers r gone now
bedizened wid graves n tombstones,
where flowers were supposed to be...
and priests in black gown up in da rostrum...
they are all lost now
they r lost......


DONT WORRY,WE HAVE ALL BEEN KILLED
killed a long time back
U HAVE KILLED US-"DA PRESIDENTS,DA GENERALS.DA WARMONGERS....
DA CIVILIANS,DA UNTOUCHABLES,DA SACROSANCTS"
DONT WORRY WE HAVE ALL BEEN KILLED
"WE" HAVE KILLED"US"



"U KILL ONE N U ARE A MURDERER
U KILL MILLIONS N U ARE A WARHERO"
A RETROGRADE.a retrograde,a retrograde
wish i was a RENEGADE
A RENEGADE,FOR DA RIGHT TO FIGHT
A RENEGADE FOR DA RIGHT TO LIVE
A RENEGADE FOR DA RIGHT OF "FREEDOM"

EKTA KOBITA (an effort to make a transcreation of pablo neruda's "POETRY")

eta sei somoyer kotha jkhn ekta kobita jonmo nilo,
aamay khujte,aamay bujhte,molin aaloy jujjhte...
jani na vrun ta kothay chlo??
kono somudre ba sagore??
naki chora bishader kobore??
naki vule jawa kono manob deher
nirob hridinagore???
jani na vrun ta kothay chilo???
kono shobde ba gan e??
na harano premer taane??
naki smritir pakdondi hote
dhoshe pora kono prane???


kobitar rong,kobitar kotha
chuye gelo kichu ochin betha
aankh fute aami ondho holam
voriye dilam moner paata
tokhon thekei dekhte sekha
tokhon thekei prothom aalo
tokhon thekei bujhte sekha
nishith seshe nivbe kaalo...
sekhan thekei cholar suru
sekhan thekei haamaguri
sekhan thekei preme pora
kobita lekhar haatekhori........

BRISHTI SURE DUKHOBILASH

akfota jol chokher patay,
dupur tokhon meghla,
cholchole chokh,thorthore buk....
ghorer kone akla


janla khule aakash dekha ,
cherechi aaj kodin holo,
klanto sorir rikto deho,
bolche ebar ekla cholo.........


panjor vora mithe kotha
gumrono raag.ektu aasha..
sorir jure uthal pathal
bayre brishti nesha...........

brishti sure nei kno gaan,
megh rajader hatath proyan,
monta jure rokto slogan......
bolche fire chol

sopno die khelna baari,
vangche jhore korche aari,
mithe kotha rokomari........
komche chokher jol.......