While working, I came across the lyrics of a song from the film Hairspray. The words touched me deeply.
I thought of sharing the song.

There's a light
In the darkness
Though the night
There's a light
Burning bright
Showing me the way
But i know where i've been

There's a cry
In the distance
It's a voice
That comes from deep within
There's a cry
Asking why
I pray the answer's up ahead
'Cause i know where i've been

There's a road
We've been travelin'
Lost so many on the way
But the riches
Will be plenty
Worth the price we
Had to pay

There's a dream
In the future
There's a struggle
We have yet to win
And there's pride
In my heart
'Cause i know
Where i'm going
And i know where i've been

There's a road
We must travel
There's a promise

We have yet to win
Use that pride
In our hearts
To lift us up
To tomorrow

'Cause just to sit still
Would be a sin

I know it, i know it
I know where i'm going

And lord knows i know..
Where i've been

Oh! When we win,
I'll give thanks to my god
'Cause i know where i've been..
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The lyricists are Scott Wittman and Marc Shaiman.

chol! bhalobasa kheli!

Chol! Bhalobasa kheli!

Kumeer-DanGa, lukochuri

Khelchhe khoka-khuki-

Aami aar tui aay na

Kadin bhalobasa kheli!

khunsuTi aar tamasha’te

sms aar “facebook”e’te-

chol na! kadin aami aar tui

bhalo’r basa goRi-

aay! Bhalobasa kheli!

Aay! Mon’er maanush kheli!

Praan’er kotha bola-kowa-

Mon’er hodish dewa-newa-

Kebol toke aapon bhebe

Mon’er maanush kheli!

Raatbirete ghum’er ghor’e

Gopon aandhar aaRal bhenGe

Kanna-hasi’r oTha poRay

Mon’er maanush kheli-

Chol! Bhalobasa kheli!

kumeerDanGa khela’r shesh’e

ghOr’e phera jaay-

bhalobasa’r bhanGle khela-

kothay phirte hoy?

Amay phele geli?

..

chokh chholchhol holud dupur
kanna-chaapa chiThi
mon'er bhule bole fela
sotyi kotha duTi

chhai-ronga oi megh'er jhnapi
hamaguRi dey
lukiye ora sab shunechhe
amaay Deke ney....

jaara swapno dekhi ((March 2010))

Mon’er saathe ekka dokka

Kanamaachhi aaj’o-

Aaj’o aabar lukochuri

Nijer aalo chhaya’e-

Chhayamakha chilekoTha

Gopon shwaase bhaari-

Bhaari mon’er bojha aaj’o

Sei baalishei naame-

Naame megh’er upor choRe

Swapne dekha ghOr-

ghOr’er maajhe holud shaaRi

laal paaRer Dheu-

Dheu na eleo bhese jaabo

aagol-bhangaa bhor’e-

bhor’er ghum’e aankRe dhore

khOR’er kuTo’r mon-

mon khule aaj bhaasiye dilaam

ekla ghOr’er raat  ~~

brishTir khNoje (july 2009)

BrishTi, aabar tokei khNuji

Meghmollar aakash juRe-

BrishTi taanpura-r sur-e,

Anekdin-er jomaano bhoy

Pagla hawa-e haraay dur-e!

BrishTi toke soi kore aaj

Mon-er kotha bolte ki laaj?

(Aay) aamra dujon aaRal khNuje

Haraai praan-er oi sabuj-e!

BrishTi tokei bolte paari-

Barebaarei keno haari!

tor aashaR-shaarbon du-chokh bhore

aamar baromasya jhore!

a poem (Jan 2010)

asfuuT

Hemanter nibiR sandhya-e

Shukno laal maaTi

Bhijechhilo tomaar maya-joRaano abhimaan-e

Debdaaru-r jhora paata

Hesechhilo tomaar onaabil aabdaare

Kono ek baaul-er miThe sur

joRiye dhorechhilo tomakeo amaakeo..

tumi ki bhaabchhile

jaana hayni..

aami ki chaichhilam

bola hayni..

na-bola kotha-r dol

asfuuT sohaag mekhe

mukh lukiyechhilo lojja –e

ghum bhenGe dekhi

debdaaru-tola-e shuye aachhi

bhor-er laalima chhNuye aachhe mon..

esechhile?

Naki aabar swapno dekhlaam !

Celebration of World Poetry Day March-April 2010 in Kobita Point

There were wonderful tributes by my extremely talented friends. Let me share some of them with you~


Kobita Maane Ki?
By Rajat Subhra Banerjee(our dear Harida)


kobita maane podyo,
khanik durbodhyo, tai onobodyo.

taar thaake chhondo,
"taale-gole dwondo, olpo pochhondo!"

aar thaake mil,
er sheshe 'nil', to or sheshe 'chil'.

aar thaake ortho,
"perek-er chaape keno hoy eto gorto."

aar thaake chhotro,
mil-e mil-e, chhondete, jotro o totro.

aar thaake dNaRi,
tai tei shesh, tar pore aaRi.
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Tribute by Beasdi (Beas Bhattacharya)


Entwined fingers
Grasps the foggy,empty glass;
Dim muted light,
Itches a worn out face,
One tired glance;
Emotions pours,staggers,
exhausted and spent;
Into nothingness they breath.

Once again ,
For the uptemth time
i play with words,
Fragile,frivolous;
Yet truer than my being.

Come my dear friend,
Poets of troubled times,
Pour me another drink,
Lets celebrate,
This soltitude of utter darkness,
With no place to return;
Lets celebrate,
Life as it is,
As ever it will be,
Or not.
~~~~~~~~~

Aah, poetry

by Aayoti

It’s sadness on a page
Served with what is felt within;
It is thoughts and opinions
And all things there-in.
It’s escape from reality
And sometimes, the way back to it too-
It’s rhyming and not rhyming
(And that’s something anyone can do!)
It’s a wonderful thing
What a pen and paper can do;
It can make your hands write-type
Things you didn’t know could come to you!
It lets you vent out
In all ways you please,
So it’s but fair that you sit back and confess,
“Aah, poetry….”

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Ode to Poetry
by Yours Truly

When tears shied away

From misting my eyes,

You were there

to wash my soul.

Love, loss, desires, pains

Secrets and sighs

Always had you

To rock me to peace

Many a sleepless night!

I have left myself alone

Many a time,

Only to find you embrace

My heart of hearts

Only to be led by you

To the morning dew

After every dark night,

Only to be kissed by you

On the forehead

To let me live!

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