Sunday, December 12, 2010

First Problem

Each time I want to write some thing I usually try to open it with a good humor/ unique thoughts. If it can be expressed by some incident i.e. some story then it would be a big catch for me. But that happens rarely. My first problem is that the more I try to find a good starter more I keep diverging from the main thing that I want to share. Its very frustrating for me since first impression is the last impression.

This is not the only problem. After making 2-3 lines I found myself in another mood. I suddenly realize that this is not what I want to write. So I delete the entire thing and then again start from the beginning. And this goes on about 3-4 times and now I am tired. My brain reminds me some other things that needs some attention. So I say to my eager-want-to-write-something-me "Enough trying, that's it for today".

No reservation

No reservation- any type or any kind. What ever sense you may accept it but it is indeed very true.

Now, at this very moment I lost totally. A new type of feeling, a grief, a laziness takes over. Writing didn't persuade feeling but the true nature. Learning never stops. Concluding this I reached a new point- I NEED TO KNOW. Habituating may differ but still I am not used to habit.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Its good that we forget cause new things are always waiting to be filled up. No jostling. Everyone happy of its place.

Greetings from Did

Be ready to forget. Always dominate your past figure. A new one found in every page in the time book. Make a strong point (Of-course self justified point is indestructible anyway) to prove your nature. Smile on your deeds. huh! More mature today. Like old wine - better as it get older. 

Thursday, March 11, 2010

My Favourite (To date)






UFO!!

Truth is out there!

Jutor Jukti

bond dakchi bondh dakbo
bond rok to dekhi
koto tor sadhoo/tar pore bhabbo

juto mar sala juto mar

ami mla ami mp
amar ghustira vip
tora jonogon tora sadharon
tora poche mor
toder bhulte kotokhon

juto mar sala juto mar

star dakche zee dakche
ami jachi giye boschi
jol khachi moja korchi
ami dekhchi ami sunchi
haste haste fete porchi

era boka era oggo
eder khoma koro
era jane na+ its a profession
its fashion
i am here to run
not to see what i have done

juto mar sala juto mar