Amar Jibon namok jhalmurite Ohonkar chanachur,
Rukhe darano byasto somoye,Stobdhotar Bhangchur.
Ulte dekho paltaini ajo,ja chilam,tai achi,
Oxygen sesh,CO2 theke C ta kete tai bachi..
NB: d shortest post,i have ever made!!
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Saturday, July 31, 2010
PORA KOPAL
Tumi porte ashte,ami poratam,
Onno Sob Chintadhara,bohu dur e soratam.
Englisher professor hoye tomay porate giye romeo-juliet,
Bhablam ke jane ki ache in my fate!
Seshe ekdin niye moner jor,
Bollam Tomay,"Yeh Dil Maange mOre".
Tokhnkar moto tumi chole gele,
Amar Moner anginay dana mele!
Rate pelam tomar sms,jate chilo lipiboddho,
Khub e choto,Tobu Tatporjopurno,2 line r podyo.
tate lekha,"Prem Holo ekti suto
Jate Duti mon thake badha,
Sei premer tumi krishna,
Ar ami tomar radha"
Tarpor anonde kat te laglo din
Jibon Hoye uthlo Sompurno rongin.
Tomar songe amar melamesa,
Hoye uthlo ek nachorbanda nesha.
Sei neshate Mete Uthlo Jibon,
Tarpor elo sei sondhikhon,
Gelam kotha bolte tomar babar kache,
Sediner Smriti ajo tatka mone ache,
Tomar Bicharok Baba Dilen Ray,
E masher moddhe Biye Howa chai.
Er e moddhe elo osombhob kasi,
Ami uthe bollam,Doctor dekhiye ashi.
Doctor kore Amar bibhinno test,
Bollo Amay nite sompurno bedrest.
Kichudin por report elo,Doctor bollo 'CANCER,
Bujhlam amar somoy sesh karon 'Cancer Has no Answer.
Ek soptaho por tumi korle Obhijog,
Jante chaile keno rakhini Jogajog,
Medical report dekhe Tomar kanna,
Parini dekhte,kichutei na.
Tai ghor chere Beriye gelam chole,
Asroy Nilam graam e pishimar kole,
Ek mash por jokhn firlam bari,
Dekhi Baire dariye ekta sada gari,
Doctor jibh kete egiye ashche,
Purono Chakor ta anonder hasi haasche.
Doctor bollo,"Apni Sustho,Report e Chilo Gafiloti"
Ohe doctor tumi ki jano je amar ki hoche khoti!!
Bhablam ghor e dhukei tomay korbo telephone,
Taholei fer ek sutre badha porbo dujon.
opore giye dekhi,dorjar khiler fake atkano ek chithi,
Tomar biye asche robbar,ami tate kebol otithi.
Tala na khule Baire Dariye kore roilam matha het
Bujhlam,"love In Life IS not in my fate"
NB: This poem was written when i was in class 7.Onekdin baade pelam diaryta!! songe songei blog e!!
Onno Sob Chintadhara,bohu dur e soratam.
Englisher professor hoye tomay porate giye romeo-juliet,
Bhablam ke jane ki ache in my fate!
Seshe ekdin niye moner jor,
Bollam Tomay,"Yeh Dil Maange mOre".
Tokhnkar moto tumi chole gele,
Amar Moner anginay dana mele!
Rate pelam tomar sms,jate chilo lipiboddho,
Khub e choto,Tobu Tatporjopurno,2 line r podyo.
tate lekha,"Prem Holo ekti suto
Jate Duti mon thake badha,
Sei premer tumi krishna,
Ar ami tomar radha"
Tarpor anonde kat te laglo din
Jibon Hoye uthlo Sompurno rongin.
Tomar songe amar melamesa,
Hoye uthlo ek nachorbanda nesha.
Sei neshate Mete Uthlo Jibon,
Tarpor elo sei sondhikhon,
Gelam kotha bolte tomar babar kache,
Sediner Smriti ajo tatka mone ache,
Tomar Bicharok Baba Dilen Ray,
E masher moddhe Biye Howa chai.
Er e moddhe elo osombhob kasi,
Ami uthe bollam,Doctor dekhiye ashi.
Doctor kore Amar bibhinno test,
Bollo Amay nite sompurno bedrest.
Kichudin por report elo,Doctor bollo 'CANCER,
Bujhlam amar somoy sesh karon 'Cancer Has no Answer.
Ek soptaho por tumi korle Obhijog,
Jante chaile keno rakhini Jogajog,
Medical report dekhe Tomar kanna,
Parini dekhte,kichutei na.
Tai ghor chere Beriye gelam chole,
Asroy Nilam graam e pishimar kole,
Ek mash por jokhn firlam bari,
Dekhi Baire dariye ekta sada gari,
Doctor jibh kete egiye ashche,
Purono Chakor ta anonder hasi haasche.
Doctor bollo,"Apni Sustho,Report e Chilo Gafiloti"
Ohe doctor tumi ki jano je amar ki hoche khoti!!
Bhablam ghor e dhukei tomay korbo telephone,
Taholei fer ek sutre badha porbo dujon.
opore giye dekhi,dorjar khiler fake atkano ek chithi,
Tomar biye asche robbar,ami tate kebol otithi.
Tala na khule Baire Dariye kore roilam matha het
Bujhlam,"love In Life IS not in my fate"
NB: This poem was written when i was in class 7.Onekdin baade pelam diaryta!! songe songei blog e!!
Friday, June 18, 2010
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..
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..
Friday, March 26, 2010
8 srks in toffee wid taran
Taran: Hello people! welcome to 'Toffee with Taran'..Hope all of you are doing amazingly well! Welcome to toffee with Taran. Muahh Muahh. And our 1st guest for tonight is Raj- Arey Sadda Raj (with feminine nakhra). Raj Malhotra from London.
Raj from DDLJ walks in (blowing flying kisses)
Taran: Welcome ji welcome. Am so sorry aatey waqt aapko airport pe rok liya gaya.
Raj: Koi Baat nahi senorita, badi badi deshon mein aisi choti choti baatein hoti rehti hain.
Rizwan khan from MNIK suddenly comes into the stage:
Rizwan: But I have a problem. My name is Khan and am not a terrorist. (in his characteristic way)
Taran: Rizwan aap to baad mein aanwale they.
Rizwan:Mujhe malum hai ke yeaha president sahab nehi anewale hai,Magar taran mere dil mein ajeeb sa ek dard hua. Mujhe laga chest congestion hain. Par phir pata chala ke tum mujhe yaad kar rahe they.
Surinder sahni from rab ne(comes from the back, pats on the back of rizwan and makes a gesture of saying hi): Ji, surinder sahni from Punjab power, lighting up your lives (haule haule music from background)
Kabir Khan(voice booms from background-slowly he makes an appearance): Humari yahi problem. Hum kabhi India ke liye nahi kheltey hain. Koi Panjab ko roshan kar raha hain to koi Guajarat ko,India ko koi nehi roshan karta..
Taran (sitting hassled and confused, 2 galey 2 haat diye boshey ache majhkhane)- Yeh ho kya raha hain?
Devdas (He is completely out and just barges onto the set… background mein everyone is shouting are gir jayenge)- Tarannnn!!! Kaun kambakht bardashyt karnek liye peeta hain? Par tumne apne show pe mujhe, devdas mukherjee ko hi nahi bulaya. Itni dukh to mujhe chandramukhi…sorry kya naam tha…paaro ke jane se bhi nahi hua.
Rizwan Khan (he suddenly tries to confront devdas)- Excuse me Mr., aap kaun hain (his mannerism), don’t you know. Your liver can get effect. Aapko lymphosercoma of the intestine ho sakta hain.
Devdas: Kyaaa??? (Drunk gesture). Lympho what?
Rizwan: Lymphosercoma of the intestine. Lymphosercoma from the epliglottis!
Surinder: Wo ji,kya hai na,ise to uske bare pata nehi hoga jee,pata hota toh sharab thodi peete??
Taran: Devdas ji,apka santualn abhi thik nehi hai,zara pliss is stage ko chor sakte hai?
Devdas:Babuji ne kaha ghar chor do,paro aur yeh aadmi(pointing towards rezwan) ne kaha sharb chor do,aur tum keh rahe ho ke hum stage hi chor de??
Kabir khan: Koi srage nehi chorega,kyuki pehli baar mujhe in sab me niyat dikhai dee..
Raaj: Niyat toh mere sabse acche hai,mein to sirf tani ji ko khush dekhan chah ta hu..
Taran: Are,Raaj ap bhi aa gaye,pehle se to surinder the,ab uska duplicate??
Raaj: Duplicate ka bablu aur mannu dada aya nehi,mein raaj hu.Mujhe iss show se sacchi me love ho gaya ji,rab di sow...
Raj: chup,raj mein hu..
Aryan: ek ladki thi deewani si,ek ladke pe woh marthi thi,paas aake,sharmake..Kuch kehna tha shayad usko,par jaane kisse darti thi..Mera naam RAM,random acess memory nehi,raj aryan malhotra..
Surinder: o jee mujhe kuch kehna hai..
Rezwan: Mujhe kuch kehna hai is the name of a flop romantic film which had tusshar kapoor in it along wid kareena ka..
Devdas: Are,bandh karo,aise Romantic baato..Mere chest me dard,sorry wo daru ka overdose ke wajah se,par heart me asli dard hota hai..Mere khayal se,sabko Pyar karna hi chor dena chahiye..
Aryan: Pyaar zindagi ki tarah hota hai, Jiska her morr aasan nahi hota, Her raste per khushi nahi milti, Per jab hum zindagi ka saath nahin chorte, To hum pyaar karna kyon chorein...
Raj: Mujhe to koi ek ladki pasand aa hi nahi sakti hai... ab kisi ki aankhen achi hai, to kisi naak achi hai, kisi ke honth ache hain, kisi ke kaan ache hain.
Surinder: Par taniji,mera matlab taran jee,yeh pyar kya hota hai mujhe malum nehi ji,kabhi aisa gud luck hua hi nehi ki ladies log se kuch introduction ho saake..
Raaj: Oye kaake,chup kar yara,tennu do,kuch nehi aati thi,tabhi to aditya chopra ko mujhe bhejna para..Never fear,when raj is here...
Kabir khan: Darna to kabhi bhi nehi chahiye,zindagi ke har mod ko hockey match ke tarah lena chahiye,india hockey team ko dekho,world cup me haro ki hattrick ki,phir bhi public se darte nehi..
Taran: relax relax all,ab aap jab aa hi gaye hai,toh isse apna hi show samjho..
Rezwan: Kuch kuch chize mujhe ajeeb lagta hai,abhi abhi taran ne kaha ke isse apna hi show samjho,kaise samjhu apna show? jab yeh show mera nehi hai?
Taran: muaahz muaahz,shaant ho jaiye ap saab,aaiye hum ek saath iss chat show me kuch important topics pe discuss karte hai..Global warming ke baare me apka kheyal kya hai Raj partner?
Kabir khan: 70 minute,nehi ek minute,ek minute hai aapke paas,iss ek minute me kaise bolna hai,yeh main apko nehi,bal ki aap mujhe sikhanege bolkar..
Raaj: o jee main to sab ko sab kuch sikhata hu ji,Raaj macho..nam to suna hoga,waise global warming ko maro goli,mujhe toh warming tabhi feel hota hai jee,tab tanni partner bike chala raha hota hai,aur main uske peeche,wow,she is so hot..
Aryan: Nehi,Yeh to galat hai,Global warming abhi ho rahe hai,kyuki maine gurukul ki garam hawaon ka disha badal dala,Nrayan shankar kuch nehi kar saka..
Surinder: O ji,global warming ke bare me hume pata nehi,hum To sirf punjab power se light dete hai,hume Sab me rab dikhta hai,isliye woha power cut nehi karte hai...
Rezwan: Liar liar,bum on fire,Global warming is the increase in the average temperature of Earth's near-surface air and oceans since the mid-20th century and its projected continuation..
Devdas: Global warming para tha,bhool gaya,par body warmin abhi yaad hai,jab bhi mein sharab ko peeta hu,tabhi mere andar garmi bhar jata hai..
RaJ: Raj,agar tujhe Global warming ke baare me batana hai,toh rezwan ko palat ke prompt karna hoga,palat palat,palat..
Taran: Are,ap sab toh line se hi bhatak gaye,devdas kya hua??
Devdas: Start mein nehi,Raj ne kiya tha..
Raj: oye,mein to end kiya,start nehi..
Kabir khan: issne tumne nehi,macho ko kaha
Raj: par asli raj to mein hu..
Raaj: to kya mein jhaak marne me raj hu..
Surinder: o jee,aap to mere hisse hai..
Aryan: Ise zarur narayn shankar ne bheja hoga
Rezwan : Haramkhor hai sab ke saab,goli maar dena chahiye..
In the end real srk eneters..in the backgrnd all dese fighting..
SRK: Namaskar,aap dekh rahe ho ke humara yeha kitne fights kar rahe hai..Yeh raj,aryan,rezwan,surinder,kabir khan,sab mere hi hisse hai,apna hissa hoke bhi yeh aapas me lad rahe hai,in sab ko toh maine hi banaya hai,kabhi mein raaj bana,toh kabhi suri,toh kabhi rezwan bana,toh kabhi kabir khan..par yeh log aapas me lad-jhagad rahe hai,khud ko mere se zyada ahmiyat deke,yehi problem hai india ka,hum ekkata dusro se ladne ke wajah,Hum apas me dange,fasad kar rahe hai..Kya faeda? Koi hindu Raj,Toh koi muslim kabir khan,un sab ne eksaath milkaar shahrukh khan-superstar ka janam diye hai..Kya hu mein rezwan,raj,suri,devdas ke bagair?Mere kamyabi ke piche in saab ka haath hai..humara desh bhi kamyaab ban sakta hai,agar hum aapas me lade na,jhagre naa,na tamil,na gujarat,na kashmir,na bangal,humara parichay sirf indian ho..Mera bharat mahan,kehne ya sochne se nehi hoga,INDIA Tab mahaan keh laega jab hum apna kaam se use mahan sabit karenge..
Vande Mataram...
Jai hind...
PS:
This writing was started by paushali de(my cousin),she is a terrific writer.I gave her the concept.She wrote the beginning,i then took it to the end....
Raj from DDLJ walks in (blowing flying kisses)
Taran: Welcome ji welcome. Am so sorry aatey waqt aapko airport pe rok liya gaya.
Raj: Koi Baat nahi senorita, badi badi deshon mein aisi choti choti baatein hoti rehti hain.
Rizwan khan from MNIK suddenly comes into the stage:
Rizwan: But I have a problem. My name is Khan and am not a terrorist. (in his characteristic way)
Taran: Rizwan aap to baad mein aanwale they.
Rizwan:Mujhe malum hai ke yeaha president sahab nehi anewale hai,Magar taran mere dil mein ajeeb sa ek dard hua. Mujhe laga chest congestion hain. Par phir pata chala ke tum mujhe yaad kar rahe they.
Surinder sahni from rab ne(comes from the back, pats on the back of rizwan and makes a gesture of saying hi): Ji, surinder sahni from Punjab power, lighting up your lives (haule haule music from background)
Kabir Khan(voice booms from background-slowly he makes an appearance): Humari yahi problem. Hum kabhi India ke liye nahi kheltey hain. Koi Panjab ko roshan kar raha hain to koi Guajarat ko,India ko koi nehi roshan karta..
Taran (sitting hassled and confused, 2 galey 2 haat diye boshey ache majhkhane)- Yeh ho kya raha hain?
Devdas (He is completely out and just barges onto the set… background mein everyone is shouting are gir jayenge)- Tarannnn!!! Kaun kambakht bardashyt karnek liye peeta hain? Par tumne apne show pe mujhe, devdas mukherjee ko hi nahi bulaya. Itni dukh to mujhe chandramukhi…sorry kya naam tha…paaro ke jane se bhi nahi hua.
Rizwan Khan (he suddenly tries to confront devdas)- Excuse me Mr., aap kaun hain (his mannerism), don’t you know. Your liver can get effect. Aapko lymphosercoma of the intestine ho sakta hain.
Devdas: Kyaaa??? (Drunk gesture). Lympho what?
Rizwan: Lymphosercoma of the intestine. Lymphosercoma from the epliglottis!
Surinder: Wo ji,kya hai na,ise to uske bare pata nehi hoga jee,pata hota toh sharab thodi peete??
Taran: Devdas ji,apka santualn abhi thik nehi hai,zara pliss is stage ko chor sakte hai?
Devdas:Babuji ne kaha ghar chor do,paro aur yeh aadmi(pointing towards rezwan) ne kaha sharb chor do,aur tum keh rahe ho ke hum stage hi chor de??
Kabir khan: Koi srage nehi chorega,kyuki pehli baar mujhe in sab me niyat dikhai dee..
Raaj: Niyat toh mere sabse acche hai,mein to sirf tani ji ko khush dekhan chah ta hu..
Taran: Are,Raaj ap bhi aa gaye,pehle se to surinder the,ab uska duplicate??
Raaj: Duplicate ka bablu aur mannu dada aya nehi,mein raaj hu.Mujhe iss show se sacchi me love ho gaya ji,rab di sow...
Raj: chup,raj mein hu..
Aryan: ek ladki thi deewani si,ek ladke pe woh marthi thi,paas aake,sharmake..Kuch kehna tha shayad usko,par jaane kisse darti thi..Mera naam RAM,random acess memory nehi,raj aryan malhotra..
Surinder: o jee mujhe kuch kehna hai..
Rezwan: Mujhe kuch kehna hai is the name of a flop romantic film which had tusshar kapoor in it along wid kareena ka..
Devdas: Are,bandh karo,aise Romantic baato..Mere chest me dard,sorry wo daru ka overdose ke wajah se,par heart me asli dard hota hai..Mere khayal se,sabko Pyar karna hi chor dena chahiye..
Aryan: Pyaar zindagi ki tarah hota hai, Jiska her morr aasan nahi hota, Her raste per khushi nahi milti, Per jab hum zindagi ka saath nahin chorte, To hum pyaar karna kyon chorein...
Raj: Mujhe to koi ek ladki pasand aa hi nahi sakti hai... ab kisi ki aankhen achi hai, to kisi naak achi hai, kisi ke honth ache hain, kisi ke kaan ache hain.
Surinder: Par taniji,mera matlab taran jee,yeh pyar kya hota hai mujhe malum nehi ji,kabhi aisa gud luck hua hi nehi ki ladies log se kuch introduction ho saake..
Raaj: Oye kaake,chup kar yara,tennu do,kuch nehi aati thi,tabhi to aditya chopra ko mujhe bhejna para..Never fear,when raj is here...
Kabir khan: Darna to kabhi bhi nehi chahiye,zindagi ke har mod ko hockey match ke tarah lena chahiye,india hockey team ko dekho,world cup me haro ki hattrick ki,phir bhi public se darte nehi..
Taran: relax relax all,ab aap jab aa hi gaye hai,toh isse apna hi show samjho..
Rezwan: Kuch kuch chize mujhe ajeeb lagta hai,abhi abhi taran ne kaha ke isse apna hi show samjho,kaise samjhu apna show? jab yeh show mera nehi hai?
Taran: muaahz muaahz,shaant ho jaiye ap saab,aaiye hum ek saath iss chat show me kuch important topics pe discuss karte hai..Global warming ke baare me apka kheyal kya hai Raj partner?
Kabir khan: 70 minute,nehi ek minute,ek minute hai aapke paas,iss ek minute me kaise bolna hai,yeh main apko nehi,bal ki aap mujhe sikhanege bolkar..
Raaj: o jee main to sab ko sab kuch sikhata hu ji,Raaj macho..nam to suna hoga,waise global warming ko maro goli,mujhe toh warming tabhi feel hota hai jee,tab tanni partner bike chala raha hota hai,aur main uske peeche,wow,she is so hot..
Aryan: Nehi,Yeh to galat hai,Global warming abhi ho rahe hai,kyuki maine gurukul ki garam hawaon ka disha badal dala,Nrayan shankar kuch nehi kar saka..
Surinder: O ji,global warming ke bare me hume pata nehi,hum To sirf punjab power se light dete hai,hume Sab me rab dikhta hai,isliye woha power cut nehi karte hai...
Rezwan: Liar liar,bum on fire,Global warming is the increase in the average temperature of Earth's near-surface air and oceans since the mid-20th century and its projected continuation..
Devdas: Global warming para tha,bhool gaya,par body warmin abhi yaad hai,jab bhi mein sharab ko peeta hu,tabhi mere andar garmi bhar jata hai..
RaJ: Raj,agar tujhe Global warming ke baare me batana hai,toh rezwan ko palat ke prompt karna hoga,palat palat,palat..
Taran: Are,ap sab toh line se hi bhatak gaye,devdas kya hua??
Devdas: Start mein nehi,Raj ne kiya tha..
Raj: oye,mein to end kiya,start nehi..
Kabir khan: issne tumne nehi,macho ko kaha
Raj: par asli raj to mein hu..
Raaj: to kya mein jhaak marne me raj hu..
Surinder: o jee,aap to mere hisse hai..
Aryan: Ise zarur narayn shankar ne bheja hoga
Rezwan : Haramkhor hai sab ke saab,goli maar dena chahiye..
In the end real srk eneters..in the backgrnd all dese fighting..
SRK: Namaskar,aap dekh rahe ho ke humara yeha kitne fights kar rahe hai..Yeh raj,aryan,rezwan,surinder,kabir khan,sab mere hi hisse hai,apna hissa hoke bhi yeh aapas me lad rahe hai,in sab ko toh maine hi banaya hai,kabhi mein raaj bana,toh kabhi suri,toh kabhi rezwan bana,toh kabhi kabir khan..par yeh log aapas me lad-jhagad rahe hai,khud ko mere se zyada ahmiyat deke,yehi problem hai india ka,hum ekkata dusro se ladne ke wajah,Hum apas me dange,fasad kar rahe hai..Kya faeda? Koi hindu Raj,Toh koi muslim kabir khan,un sab ne eksaath milkaar shahrukh khan-superstar ka janam diye hai..Kya hu mein rezwan,raj,suri,devdas ke bagair?Mere kamyabi ke piche in saab ka haath hai..humara desh bhi kamyaab ban sakta hai,agar hum aapas me lade na,jhagre naa,na tamil,na gujarat,na kashmir,na bangal,humara parichay sirf indian ho..Mera bharat mahan,kehne ya sochne se nehi hoga,INDIA Tab mahaan keh laega jab hum apna kaam se use mahan sabit karenge..
Vande Mataram...
Jai hind...
PS:
This writing was started by paushali de(my cousin),she is a terrific writer.I gave her the concept.She wrote the beginning,i then took it to the end....
Friday, March 5, 2010
Aashar sraddho...
Asfuto Aartonader dwidhahin melodrama
chinnobhinno koreche astitwer Protiki,
Idur-dour e here pawa jontrona
Bhirer bukeo jeno ami ekaki....
Taray jhikimiki aakasher anginay
Aami ek omaboshyar khose pora tara,
Purnimar chand jokhon jholsano ruti
Abolombonhin pongu aamar jibondhara...
Jaantrik jibonjatray,anubhutir bandh
Swasruddho koreche bhalobasar kuri,
Britha aasa sraddhor poreo beche aache
Tai hothat jaage nobojiboner sursuri...
Byatikromi chetonar unmeser biplobe
Amar chhaya choloman oshoriri,
Unmadonar Uttorane bara bhaat e chhai,
Dukh-Acid r Bisforone Jibon purlo amar e..
chinnobhinno koreche astitwer Protiki,
Idur-dour e here pawa jontrona
Bhirer bukeo jeno ami ekaki....
Taray jhikimiki aakasher anginay
Aami ek omaboshyar khose pora tara,
Purnimar chand jokhon jholsano ruti
Abolombonhin pongu aamar jibondhara...
Jaantrik jibonjatray,anubhutir bandh
Swasruddho koreche bhalobasar kuri,
Britha aasa sraddhor poreo beche aache
Tai hothat jaage nobojiboner sursuri...
Byatikromi chetonar unmeser biplobe
Amar chhaya choloman oshoriri,
Unmadonar Uttorane bara bhaat e chhai,
Dukh-Acid r Bisforone Jibon purlo amar e..
Saturday, February 20, 2010
A PROPOSAL......
SALAAM NAMASTE.JAB PYAR KISISE HOTA HAI,tabDIL SE,KUCH KUCH HOTA HAI.Tumhe dekhkar yeh mehsus hua KOI MIL GAYA hai.DHOOM macha sakta hu,AGGAR tumVIRUDDH na ho.Mujhe AASHIQ BANAYA AAPNE.Mein Manta hu DIL JO BHI KAHE.Tumhe EK baar dekha,phir PYAR TO HONA HI THA.JISM mein aur MANN mein MURDER kar dene wala ZEHER ho tum. Koi mujhe propose karne pe maine kaha HUM DIL DE CHUKE SANAM.Chalo miltehe HUM TUM.Abhi,MUJHSE DOSTI KAROGE?Phir kya pata KAL HO NA HO.Mein PYAR,ISHQ AUR MOHABBAT sirf tumse hi karta hu.DIL ki DHADKAN torke BEWAFAna bano.MAINE PYAR KIYA,SIRF TUM se.HAAN MAINE BHI PYAR KIYA,jab TUM MILE.Mein YUVA hu,tum KHOOBSURAT ho,JODI NO 1 banega humara.Samjho na,Tumhe hi DIL CHAHTA HAI.YehDIL HAI KI MAANTA NAHIN.Mujhe REHNA HAI TERE DIL ME.TERE NAAM JOSH aur DUM bharta hai seene me.Mein koiAJNABEE ya MUSAFIR nehi hu SAATHIYAN.TAAL se tal milakar toh dekho HUM KISISE KUM NAHI.DAR KYON KI PYAR KIYA TOH DARNA KYA.Tum mere DIL VIL PYAR VYAR sab ho.Chalo RISHTEY banate hai,jaha koi KAANTE na ho.PYAR ME KABHI KABHI,DIL behek jata hai,DIL KYA KARE,DIL TO PAGAL HAI.TERE LIYE BAADSHAH se DEVDAS ban sakta hu.MUJSHE SHAADI KAROGI? AGGAR ha,to DILWALE DULHANIA LE JAYENGE aur yeh SHAADI NO 1 hoga.Toh phir SAMAY na lo,ZANZEER toro SHOLAY bhadko,aa jao MOHABAATEIN ka SINSILA likhne.TUmhe EK YAARANA,BAAZIGAR milega,aakhir wo MAIN HOON NA..
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Eve-teasing
"Pouche giye ekta phone kore dis kintu.Ma go rokkha koro.dugga dugga,"-Maa er baki ar kichu arpita sunte pelo na.Train ta tokhon Howrah platform ta chere dieche.Kal sokale train bhuabneswar pouchobe.Chakri peyeche Arpita okhane.Porsu theke joining.Baba maa er gharer lakshmir ei prothom baire eka eka thaka.Luggage ta ke ektu settle kore,kan e earphone guje janalar baire dekhte laglo arpita.Rahat fateh ali khan er sufiana anadaz e gawa,"Dil to baccha hai jee" r majhkane ek baccha hese uthlo "message esche".Bes mojar sms ta,It was "An anatomical juxtaposition of two orbicularis oris supplied by zygomatic branch of 7th cranial nerve with its nucleus in pons in a state of contraction followed by continuous oral microflora of eithrer subject as a result of alpha waves originating in hypothalamus-CHATUR'S definition of a kiss." 3 idiots er silencer er mukh ta mone pore gelo or.SMS ta portei ho ho kore ektu jorei hese uthlo arpita.Edike fire dekhlo compartment er lokjon oi hasir fole or dike takiye ache..druto nijeke samle nijer moddhe sombhrom firie anlo o.2-3 min hoye gelo,arpitar ebar mone hote laglo je she is being observed.
Blue pullover,boyos around 45-50,terricot er pant.ulto dike 45 degree biporite bose thaka bhodrolok ti arpitar dike takie royeche.Slim figure r attractive luks nie borabor e cheleder eyecandy hoyeche arpita.Bike e bosa chele theke rock e addaroto public,sobai ekbar ghure takay arpita pas diye gele.bt ei lok ta ektu besiy stare kore jacche.Eka train e ache,ki je korbe bhebe pelona,tai sthir korlo gaan sunte sunte baire takie thakbe,edike o ignore korbe oi blue pullover er stares.train ta er moddhe kolaghat er bridge ta cross korlo,tai compartment er dike ektu chokh feralo o..dekhlo ekhno obikol ek e rokom bhabe oi lok ta takie ache,"dis is disgusting,jibone meye dekheni,jotosob"-mukhe ekta ragoto expression diye mone mone bollo o.Nijer rag ke control kore onyo dike mind divert korar chesta korlo o,bt holona.erom hole hoy o na bodhoy,ghure fire archokhe dekhlo sei ultodike bosa blue pullover ekhno takiye choleche.EVE TEASING -- ei samajik byadhi tar against e onek kaj koreche o,danpite meye bole paray porichoy o ache,sobar samne rastay ekta chele ke choriechilo,bt eta train,ekhane poribes,poristhiti alada.eka meye o jacche,songi sathi keu nei..onek ta dur eka jete hobe.."arektu dekhe niy tarpor na hoy lok ta chenabo je arpita ta ke,ar kar dike oi lok ta osobhyo drishti te dekhche,chokh ta gele debo puro"
Bag er theke Good day biscuit ber kore khete laglo arpita.tao nijeke samle rakhte parchilona.oi blue pullover er chokh ta ke jeno X ray machine mone hocchilo or,ja or somosto sorir ke mepe nicche.aamir khan er sekhano "aal izz well" mantra teo kaj holona arpitar.ekta niriho meyer opor ei rokom drishtipat mene nite parlo na o.Mone holo purush sashito somaj er biruddhe or e protibad kora dorkar,ekhon e rukhe na darale cholbe na.Tai Hut kore compartment er majhe uthe dariye anguli nirdesh kore oi blue pullover er dike takiye bollo,"Ei je,ki bhebechen ta ki apni? apnar lojja korena? meyer boyosi ekjon er dike erokom bhabe ha kore takie thakte? tokhon theke apni amar dike takiye royechen,emon ki chokhachukhi holeo chokh soracchen na,sorom er baandh bhengechen,ki bhebechen ta ki? ekla meye ke peye ja khusi tai korben??"
"tumi ki bolcho ma? tumi na jene bujhe..." blue pullover er gola thamiye arpita chechie uthlo,"thamun ar nyaka sajte hobe na,bhodrolok saja hocche na?? ghuchie debo.daran TT asuk,apnar anme police eveteasing er complaint lodge korbo"
Arpita ke thamiye ebar compartment er aro duto lok bole uthlo,"ei jo dada,meyeta kisob bolche? mukh ghoran nahole kintu mere debo,tarpor police e debo..ar public er maar keoratola paar." er por arpitar dike ghure arekjon deto hasi hese bollo,"apni kicchu ghabraben na didi,aamra to achi,bhoy pawar kichu nei."
30 minute hoe geche,arpitar mp3player e kishore kumar oke santo koreche..oi blue pullover pora lokta bodhot bhoye peyeche ba ghabre geche,coz edike ar ghureo takacche na,mone mone khusi holo arpita.Jak protest korate labh hoyeche,train er speed ta ei somoy ektu slow hoe elo,tarin kharagpur dhukche.Asiar brihottoro platform theke jol bhorbe o,bottle ta ses hoe geche.train ta samne ekta jerk die theme gelo.Arpita dekhlo blue pullover pora lokta uthe daralodan kadhe bag ta jholalo,ota theke ber kore ekta puro kalo chosma porlo.Pocket e hath dhukie fold kora lathi ta lomba krlo..er por lathir sahajye train theke neme gelo ondo lokta.
Arpita jol nite uthechilo,bt hotobhombho,hoto chokito hoye bose porlo.ekta nirdosh lok je chokhe dekhte payna,takei kina o blame korechilo for staring at her.Nijer proti ekta bitrishna aslo or.Prthibir somosto noisorgik soundorjo dekha theke bonchito manush ta ke erom bhabe sobar samne opodostho korlo o?? nijeke kemon jani choto mone hote laglo arpitar.
train theke chhute neme porlo,lokta ta khujte laglo khragpur station e..bt eto boro station e ar khuje pawa gelona take.Arpitar o khoma chawa holona.Train charar whistle
ta arpita ke train e uthte badhyo korlo..train ta chereo dilo,lok tar kache khoma chawao hlona,joler bottle o jol o bhora holona,bt nijer ojantei choklh die nonta joler dhara or fair and lovely makha gaal ta ke bhijie dilo.
Blue pullover,boyos around 45-50,terricot er pant.ulto dike 45 degree biporite bose thaka bhodrolok ti arpitar dike takie royeche.Slim figure r attractive luks nie borabor e cheleder eyecandy hoyeche arpita.Bike e bosa chele theke rock e addaroto public,sobai ekbar ghure takay arpita pas diye gele.bt ei lok ta ektu besiy stare kore jacche.Eka train e ache,ki je korbe bhebe pelona,tai sthir korlo gaan sunte sunte baire takie thakbe,edike o ignore korbe oi blue pullover er stares.train ta er moddhe kolaghat er bridge ta cross korlo,tai compartment er dike ektu chokh feralo o..dekhlo ekhno obikol ek e rokom bhabe oi lok ta takie ache,"dis is disgusting,jibone meye dekheni,jotosob"-mukhe ekta ragoto expression diye mone mone bollo o.Nijer rag ke control kore onyo dike mind divert korar chesta korlo o,bt holona.erom hole hoy o na bodhoy,ghure fire archokhe dekhlo sei ultodike bosa blue pullover ekhno takiye choleche.EVE TEASING -- ei samajik byadhi tar against e onek kaj koreche o,danpite meye bole paray porichoy o ache,sobar samne rastay ekta chele ke choriechilo,bt eta train,ekhane poribes,poristhiti alada.eka meye o jacche,songi sathi keu nei..onek ta dur eka jete hobe.."arektu dekhe niy tarpor na hoy lok ta chenabo je arpita ta ke,ar kar dike oi lok ta osobhyo drishti te dekhche,chokh ta gele debo puro"
Bag er theke Good day biscuit ber kore khete laglo arpita.tao nijeke samle rakhte parchilona.oi blue pullover er chokh ta ke jeno X ray machine mone hocchilo or,ja or somosto sorir ke mepe nicche.aamir khan er sekhano "aal izz well" mantra teo kaj holona arpitar.ekta niriho meyer opor ei rokom drishtipat mene nite parlo na o.Mone holo purush sashito somaj er biruddhe or e protibad kora dorkar,ekhon e rukhe na darale cholbe na.Tai Hut kore compartment er majhe uthe dariye anguli nirdesh kore oi blue pullover er dike takiye bollo,"Ei je,ki bhebechen ta ki apni? apnar lojja korena? meyer boyosi ekjon er dike erokom bhabe ha kore takie thakte? tokhon theke apni amar dike takiye royechen,emon ki chokhachukhi holeo chokh soracchen na,sorom er baandh bhengechen,ki bhebechen ta ki? ekla meye ke peye ja khusi tai korben??"
"tumi ki bolcho ma? tumi na jene bujhe..." blue pullover er gola thamiye arpita chechie uthlo,"thamun ar nyaka sajte hobe na,bhodrolok saja hocche na?? ghuchie debo.daran TT asuk,apnar anme police eveteasing er complaint lodge korbo"
Arpita ke thamiye ebar compartment er aro duto lok bole uthlo,"ei jo dada,meyeta kisob bolche? mukh ghoran nahole kintu mere debo,tarpor police e debo..ar public er maar keoratola paar." er por arpitar dike ghure arekjon deto hasi hese bollo,"apni kicchu ghabraben na didi,aamra to achi,bhoy pawar kichu nei."
30 minute hoe geche,arpitar mp3player e kishore kumar oke santo koreche..oi blue pullover pora lokta bodhot bhoye peyeche ba ghabre geche,coz edike ar ghureo takacche na,mone mone khusi holo arpita.Jak protest korate labh hoyeche,train er speed ta ei somoy ektu slow hoe elo,tarin kharagpur dhukche.Asiar brihottoro platform theke jol bhorbe o,bottle ta ses hoe geche.train ta samne ekta jerk die theme gelo.Arpita dekhlo blue pullover pora lokta uthe daralodan kadhe bag ta jholalo,ota theke ber kore ekta puro kalo chosma porlo.Pocket e hath dhukie fold kora lathi ta lomba krlo..er por lathir sahajye train theke neme gelo ondo lokta.
Arpita jol nite uthechilo,bt hotobhombho,hoto chokito hoye bose porlo.ekta nirdosh lok je chokhe dekhte payna,takei kina o blame korechilo for staring at her.Nijer proti ekta bitrishna aslo or.Prthibir somosto noisorgik soundorjo dekha theke bonchito manush ta ke erom bhabe sobar samne opodostho korlo o?? nijeke kemon jani choto mone hote laglo arpitar.
train theke chhute neme porlo,lokta ta khujte laglo khragpur station e..bt eto boro station e ar khuje pawa gelona take.Arpitar o khoma chawa holona.Train charar whistle
ta arpita ke train e uthte badhyo korlo..train ta chereo dilo,lok tar kache khoma chawao hlona,joler bottle o jol o bhora holona,bt nijer ojantei choklh die nonta joler dhara or fair and lovely makha gaal ta ke bhijie dilo.
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