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..

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.

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..

FIFA WORLD CUP THEME SONG

21st century modernisation OR Shame??

Well,I heard dis in aftrnun today from a friend of mine..The Moment I heard it,I was dumbstruck.I had nothing to say.She told me that in their college(not taking the name,an engineering colg),they are going to have fashion show,ramp walk in d auspicious occasion of saraswati puja..
"My GOD,wat dis girl is saying??"-This was my first reaction when i heard it.
Goddess Saraswati is considered as the goddess for education in hindu mythology.And wat respect ar we showing to the godess?? A fashion show!!!
Its has been years,from when the seriousness of the worshippers and the piousness of the puja has vanished.Loud music is played on the mandaps in the puja dayz,and the cheap item songs supress the voice of the slokas orated during the puja.Well,u cant ask people of evry strata of the society to worship god with a piousness and not dance/enjoy playing loud music.Bt atleast we can expect a lot more decency from the educated people around the state.
And dis college plans to do a fashion show?!! The puja gets into the backseat and the fashion show gets into the front seat..Is this what we are heading towards 21st century modernisation.Lacking pure devotion needed for a puja and walking in skimpy clothes just to show off a decent body wid MA SARASWATI behind the front stage??
I dont know which 'fertile' brains have given rise to this unethical idea.
Im sorry,but i pity their imaginative 'creative'ideas..Fashion Show may be an integral part of a fest,but not a puja!! We r giving rise to these engineers,who lack their common sense,Cramming and passing the exams wont help friends..Its ur improvisations and thoughtprocesses which are gonna lead u towards the glory of an engineer.Bt im afraid,my fellow engineering colleagues lack it..
They may call it the 21st century modernisation,ut to me its a step towards shame..

Niyotir Porihash..

Tumi Rup e aparupa,
Ami tomar rup e,
saradin dhore dekhi;
Tumi liner maro chokh e,
Tokhn amay r ke rokhe,
Ami pagoler moto dekhi..

Tumi Bristi porle mathay,
Nijeke Dhako chatay,
Ami bokar moto bhiji;
Likhte bosle khatay,
Koto chinta ashe mathay,
Ami tai likhi hijibiji..

Chop khele hoy Ambol,
Sudhu tomakei kore sombol,
A jibon pothe nemechi;
Gariahat theke jadavpure,
Sarata din chora rod e ghure,
Bhije Jol hoye ghemechi..

Tomar samne giye darabo,
Prem er hath barabo,
Emon kotoi plan na fedechi;
Ek chilte roddure,
Tumi ferale e bondhu re,
Tai r na pere kedechi..

Ami bunty,Tumi babli,
Koto nun chara alu kabli,
Amra eksathe bose kheyechi;
Bhalobasar pothe cholte giye,
Songi hisebe tomay niye,
Koto kostoi na peyechi..

College theke koto chompot,
Rangin hoyeche ei smritipot,
Sudhu tomar e mukher ankay;
Sese tomay ki pabona?
E nie koto chinta koto bhabona,
Tonok noreche Cigaretter chekay..

Ami Ram,Tumi Sita,
Hobe ki amar parineeta?
Er uttor ajo paini;
Ami ekta bhadro chele,
Proman dile,hiseb mele,
Jibone konodin mod-tod khaini..

Tumi jokhon badhon kholo chuler,
Ami duniar sob kaj bhule,
Kalo mohonar dike takiye thaki;
Tokhon sudhu tomay dekhi,tomay jani,
Tomay Bujhi tomay mani,
Ar table e te pora theke jay baki..

Aaj colleger borso-purti,
Tobu amar mone nei furti,
Karon tumi chere geche amay;
Sughobhir jongole,
Hajaro payer dongole,
Tumi eka kore diecho amay..

Lekhata hocche bisri,
Tobu tumi dekhte susri,
Tai bhulbona tomay konodin;
Bajate a pran e beena,
Tobe aj keno koro ghrina,
Ta bollena may konodin..

Tumi purnochondrer alo,
Tai besechilam tomay bhalo,
Keno je ta ajo bujhini;
Tumi chole jawar por,
Kete geche koto mash,
Tobu onyo kauke khujini..

Tumi sotyiy chile ananyo,
Tai tomar ruper labonyo,
aj o amar ghum kere ney;
Sudhu tomar kotha bhabte giye,
Pichle pori hat te giye,
Ar hath 2to dhulo jhere ney..

Mathay choaro chilo tomar premer abesh,
Emon somoy rahul er ghotlo anuprobesh,
Tumi chole gele or kache;
Colg math er mosar kamor,
Bhulieche ki norom hath or?
Naki tomar ekhno mone ache??

Swapner ghar bedechilam tomay niye,
Bhanglo sedin,jedin rahul korlo tomay biye,
Janina,amar ki je chilo ghatti;
Bhablam Onek,Uttor pelam na,
Metroy jhape kata lash,
Janacche aamar panchatwo-prapti...

NB: Ei lekha ta calss 9 er annual xam,bengali 2nd paper er ager rate lekha..baba janto ami porchilam,ar ami..he he..

A nice sunset...