A trip down memory lane....

The middle class Sarkar family of kolkata of west bengal jumped in joy when they had their first male representative of the youngest generation on 24th day of april 1990.14 days later this guy was named ankan.
Unlike the mischievous juniors of today,I was quite different.Mom never had a trouble with me in case of food..The traditions of luving biriyani,kababs,polao,mutton blah blah started from when i started liking cerelac.Ofcourse,I had to love food,being the most heavyweight child of Matri Sadan-where i was born.I guess those days were the most precious ones and most easy too.We didnt had to worry about the differential calculus,organic chemistry or the philospohical agenda dat worried life..
In the year 92-the masti life of the 2 yr old vanished,cause it was the time to memorise ABCD,1234...and cramming it up vomit it in front of neighbours just too boost the superiority complex of parents.I guess,that was the duty of every child,irrespective of their choice to do so.
From my early child hood,sleeping and eating was the only thing i loved to do & wanted to do.So waking up @ 6am just to go to Khelaghar(a play cum educational institute for kids under 3) just to ride toy bikes or learn a-apple,b-bat wasnt my cup of tea.Yet my parents tried their heart n soul to wake me up from sleep.Sometimes,I wondered,Given a chance,whether i could beat Kumbhakarna.After repeated attempts,my parents suceeded in sending me out of home just to recieve Backgears in front of Khelaghar.Backgears meant running around backward towards home.But unfortunately,i wasnt as strong as khali to overpower my dad,neither as sharp as Vishwanathan anand to procure new moves.Owing to my incapabilities in both,i ended up sitting in that yellow coloured room which had animal's,object's picture all over the wall which asscociated with the alphabets.
"your Child is very shy and introvert,he lives in a own world of his,doesnt play with the bikes like others and neither does he mix with the other toddlers." - This used to be my teachers complaint to my parents,whenever they came to pick me up at the end of the day.This Would sound such same and monotonous that i wondered why did'nt they use tape recorders for that and use casettes instead of retelling verbally on every ocassion.Days passed by,months flipped over,but nothing changed.From my sleeping to my backgears to the same words of complaint.But finally it was time to bid farewell to the yellow walls cuase its was tym for me to join school.Even on my last days the teachers gave me so weird looks that provoked me to think whether they thought me to be an alien.
but today i miss dose yellow walls.yes miss it,sometimes very badly,coz dose yellow walls gave me solitude,gave me my space,gave me time,gave me life much different from dese days Robotic life..

I NEED U...

I need u..may be i needed u frm frm long tym back,bt its high tym dat i need u now.Well ppl may think dat im getting desperate or frustated,bt i think dis is hightime when u must cum into mah lyf,els il hav to spend mah lyf wid sumone by arranged marriage i.e. whom i hav to love out of compulsion and not by choice.
Ppl oftn ask me hw i am? I feel sumwhat confused on what to answer dem,coz if i tell dem dt im fine,i wud b hiding d truth,and if i wud rpl back dt imnt fine,i wud tell a lie..Anyway coming to the point,cuz dose philospohical stuffs are not gonna help u retrieve mah lyf.
I need u in every romantic tracks dat i sing along.Its useless whn no ones hearing.I want atleast someone to hear to my 'besuro' 'talkata' voice.My friends call me a fm station,coz always i humm one song or d other..so i just nid a RJ,who can tune mah life and mek it more interesting..
I need u whn i c couples walking hand in hand.Its been a decade that i walk my paths n cross d roads on mah own.Aftr I left mah parent's hand and decided to walk alone(coz i ws no longer a toddler),dere has been no hand to fill up dat void.I am sick n tired of hearing d same soundtracks on mah earphone.So now,i need a Shadow which wud follow me even in darkness,after every light of life has faded..
I need u whn i feel lonely at nite,coz i hav no one to gossip mah whole dayz activity.Mah frnds get busy with their counterparts and i hav to be satisfy myslf by typing some idiotic conversations wid some single ppl lyk me in socail networking sites.
I need u when i feel bored in colg..When i bunk d classes of irritating professors,my max co-bunkers get themselves indulged into 29(famous game of cards in engineering colleges),i am outnumbered,i knw nothing of the game,so relishing odrs play wnt fullfill my cause,so i come back to balcony,only to find my remaining co bunkers talking in low voice ova d phn.I amnt a kid to nt undrstand whm dey r speaking to.
I need u whn mah frnds support me in all cases,i need sumone to criticize,els to follow me in all cases can be done well by mah shadows..y dem?? i also feel ur absence when i find d world is agnst me and dey try to press me agnst d cornr wall and criticize me in all i do..
I need u when i like some gifts,cards and also mah wallet permits me to own it,yet i come out of d store emptyhanded,coz i have no one to offer those..
I need u when mah frnds blush telling abt how their soulmates looked in traditional indian saree in saraswati pujo(bong velentines day).I just hav to keep my mouth sealed(dats a vry rare ocassion) coz i dnt hav any experience in dis regard..
I need u when i see the couples in the wall corner seats of a cinema hall overflowing with affection and i have to watch the silly melodrama dats goin on d 70mm screen..
I need u,when i dnt hav a testimonial in which a lover empties her heart out.I just hav to satisfied by the forwarded ones or d ones written by mah frnz..
I need u,when i c colg couples sticking to each other all d tym(yeh fevicol ka zor hai,tutega nehi).
I need u when i dnt hav romantic sms s in my inbox or i dnt hav anyone to dedicate mah written emotions,mah creations of a shayari or a poem goes undedicated or not thought about..
I need u whn i dnt hav an umbrella in d monsoon,and i dnt get the shelter of any umbreela to prevent mahself frm the vulnerable rain..
I need u when i want to think about someone,when i want to cherish the long drawn dream of luving someone madly.Aftr reading dis u al may start to curse urself for wasting 5mins of ur life,yet i thought to outpour my emotions on the url of mah blog..so i did it..

Bristi tomake dilam..

Brishti,
Tomake nie likhte icche holo,khanikta tukli idea o bolte paro,college magazine e tomay ke chithi likheche dekhlam,dekhe amar o icche korlo,tai likhe fellam..biswas koro,or lekhata na porei likhchi..tomar songe koto smriti joriye ache,konta chere konta bolbo,guliye jacche.Chronologically suru kori..
Boyos matro 3 hobe tokhn,ghar er baire tomay jhore porte dekhechilam,sahos kore baire giyechilam,maa jei dekhlo omni ghare dhukie dorja baire diye lock kore diechlo,sei prothom amar tomake chhute jawar arti bondho dorjar opase ar pouchoyni..sei je ekta 3 bochorer sisu r kache tumi ekta rohosyo hoye uthle,sei rohosyobhed ta kortei hoto sopoth niechilo oi gharbondi bristi ki seta na jana oi cheleta..byas,jemni kotha temni kaaj..2-3din bade abar namle tumi,ar ei nachorbanada jed er kache har manlo mayer onusashon,ebare chupisare lukie baranday giye prothom tomar chowa pawa..kirom jeno ekta onubhuti holo..sei prothom barei tomay bhalo lege gechilo..
Er porer bar jokhn class 2 e pora ei cheletar bikeler cricket ta mati kore dile,khub obhimaan holo tomar opor,gumre ghorer kone bose thaka cheleta ke maa sekhao tomar moddheo khela khuje newa.khatar last page ta chhire nouka banie dilo maa,ar ami giye chere dilam janalar baire,nicher joma jole..nouko ta kintu dublo naa..sei dekhe khub anondito hoechilam..tomar ojhor ejhore jaawa,nirolosh bhabe jhorar majhe amar ostitwo chilo oi nouka..nouka tar kheyal rakhte rakhte kokhon je somoy chole geche..bujhteo parini..
ebare arektu boro hoe gechi..7-8 e hobe..School mathe footbal cup final khelchilam..emon somoy namle tumi..khela ta cholte thaklo,dhire dhire math ta kaday bhore gelo..oi kada matheo chollo khela..goalkeeper chilam..sara match e haddahaddi lorai chilo..match ta tie breaker e gelo..
Prthom shot chilo Anindya r,school er best footballer..kaday kick marte giye baje shot nilo o,bachiye dilam ami..hoyto tomar e credit e..tao..aro duto penalti bachie hero howa sedin..cup final e man of d match..sei kada mathe 10ta bondhur amar opor jhapiye pora aj o bhulini..thank u brishti..tokhn o bolechilam,aj abar bolchi..
Ebare prthom prem e direct entry mari..ei kodin ager kotha..neme porechile tumi,chhata ta dujonei anini..byas..onyoder theke sunechilam bristite dujone eksathe bheja ta khub romantic..sedin prothom nije onubhob korlam..priyotomar hath ta dhore rastay bristi te hata..uff sei noisorgik anondo ta bhulbona..ek kothay osadharon..sedinker bristi ta prthom usno ta anlo amader sodyo jaga affaire..kichuta saririk choyay bhubonhara anonde hariye gelam..bristisnato preyosi ke jeno tomar oporup sporshe alada lagchilo..thank u bristi..sedin o bolechilam,aj abar bolchi..
ebare direct ajker kothay asi..aj bikele ses barer moto dekha korte gechilam..6masher prem ta ar tikiye rakha gelo na...sob bhalo jinisher ses hoy..etar o holo ajke 4te nagd..bikeler poronto surjo ta aste aste dheke jete laglo meghere ghonoghotay..eta ki protiki?? amar hridoye o to erom e jhor khelche kotha ta sonar por,se janie dilo ar amar sathe jibonpothe chola tar dwara sombhob noy..Bhenge gelo somporko ta..thik tokkhuni akashpane dheye ele tumi..Thank u bristi..thank u..tomar jonnoi jhapsa hoe gelo or ar amar majher durotwo,se dekhteo pelona je amar o chokh diye dhara boye choleche..rastar onno keu o dekhte pelona ei byartho premiker nonta osrujol..thank u bristi..Tokhon bolte parini..tai ekhon bole dilam..thank u..

Bhalo theko..

Tomar ek anuragi..

BHALOBASA

Chotobelay gan sunechilam,"Bhalobasa mane Archies gallery...".
oituku chotto mon seta sohoje mene nito,bt joto boro howar dike egote thaklam,philosophically na bhebe dillogically bhablam,totoi bujhlam je bhalobasa mane archies gallery noy,bhalobasa holo emon ekta centiment jeta na khatay likhe,na mail kore bojhano jay..eta emon e ekat feelings jeta jar jokhon hoy,tokhon e bojhe.
Eirokom chotobela theke rongin prem er duniay abadh entry chilo kolponar..
Cinema gulo dekhtam ar hErO der jaygay nijeke kolpona kore nitam,byas monta khusi te popping and locking korto.Kintu ei 'BHALOBASA' namok alada level er bostu ti je amar sohojlobhyo noy,seta dhire dhire bujhte parlam..
Bondhuder ke pase GF nie ghurte dekhle ektu dukkho hoto bote,bt serokom DeSpO level kokhonoi reach koreni..
Rastay jhario onek merechi,kintu serokom kokhonoi kauke dekhe mone hoyni je eke chara bachbona and stuffs,..
se jai hok,asok kothay fera jak,je jonyo ajker sondhe belar orkutting e iti diye ami bosechi bhalobasa nie likhte seta holo ei bhalobasa!
bhalobasa jinis ta amar kache kirokom rohosye abrito ekta jinish,unmochon korbe ke janina!
ki korei ba bujhbo je ami kauke bhalobasi??
ha heartbeat ta khanikta bare kauke dekhle,icche kore tar sathei katiye dite sara ta available somoy..
Bt apatato ami tar theke bes kichuta durotwo maintain kori..pache take bole di,bhoy lage majha sajhe..
Asole er ageo 2-3jon ke bhalo legechilo,bt tader ke kichu bolar sahosh hoyni,bola bhalo ei bhoye chilam je jodi jene tara amake chere chole jay..
kintu ghotona holo ei je ajkal amar bhalolage se jokhn ese muchki hese pase daray..icche kore hath ta dhore amar buke thekai,se onubhob koruk tar jonno amar kotokhani hridspondon ghoteche.."Bhalo lage swapner mayajal bunte,bhalo lage oi akasher tara gunte".
Sudhu akasher tara gona ba swapner mayajal e aboddho thaka noy,tar sanniddhe icche kore aro ekbar fire jete jiboner sei sonali oddhay e..
Biswas koro,tar LUKS e noy,ami mughdo tar byabohar e,ami tar norom,snigdho mon ke bhalobese felechi..hoyto khanikta ojantei,hoyto khanikta jenei.
Phone take korte parina..tai SMS ei kaj chalai apatato..o SMS er reply dilei monta furfure hoye othe!
Sob theke bhalo lage jokhon se tar ba hath diye samner chultake pichone sorie hese uthe khanikta lojja bhabei amar dike takay...
Bhagoban er kache ektai request rakhbo,onek dukkho o bedonar majhe ei jibon e ei sundor onubhuti ta jeno last kore,se o jeno amay bhalobaste suru kore..
Ei lekhata je likhbo seta purboporikolpito noy,kajei janina kothay ki likhechi,tym o nei hate je arekbar revise marbo,tai porar ojogyo holeo ei agochalo lekhata pore,amar mon er kichuta hodish nischoi korte parbe,asa kori,
sob sese etai bolar...
"Wo jo mujhe dekh ke hase,pana chahu raat din jise,
rabba mere naam kar use,tenu dil da waasta...."





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