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Life is Beautiful....Again

A very amateurish poem, by me,  very funny format I have thought of  is in every alternate stanza after the usual Life is beautiful I have one then two then three, then four lines and so on. A very simple poem but this is what I feel like at the moment. Enjoy!!! Life is Beautiful When I see that fluttering butterfly Life is Beautiful,  When I see the smile of my baba and maa, Life is Beautiful When I realise I don't have to take revenge on anybody Life is Beautiful When I feel I don't have any twisted lover Life is Beautiful When I know  That I am free  once again Life is Beautiful When I have true friends around me Life is Beautiful Because  I am happy My world is happy in spite of all the hassles they have to face. Life is Beautiful When the sun smiles, laughs, keeps a doting watch on all of us dutifully Life is Beautiful When I realise that people love me truly

The Rain

The Drop, trickling down the roof top, over my nose, along the ridges, as if from a pipe, hose Above my lip, And between the nose, Going to rip, me apart, from the heart, to my part last. The Drop, trickling down through the leaftop, over my eyes, towards my cheek, mixing with my own tears, as if from a shower head, with only two holes.....

Powercut

Held in a Powercut Rain toppling over my roof, The familiar 'tup taap', 'Tup taap', speeded up in this kalbaishakhi, amidst all this confusion, this wind fusion, you remind me of July, and I am reminded of you, of all what is reminiscent of you, I remember your smile, that explosive laugh, The broadest grin, those popping eyes, out in awe of the world, skimming through pages, racing through sums and algorithms, and snorting at once when disturbed, Now what?? you disturbed us now, disturbed our motion, stirred our slept emotions, Our pace was always decided by the time, But now for a moment, just a moment, you decided our pace........... You stopped us... From moving....
This event happened on 8th April. but due to some reason I couldnt post it.:: Yesterday night after having yet another irritable day, and a joyous  Pune  Warriors India win in the   IPL , just when I was about to sleep, I checked my cell. The  sms  I was just watching was conveying a news which I would have never expected to see in my whole life. My friend  Ankita  had just messaged "  Ipsi ...   janis   kal   ratre  ATISH   na  SUICIDE   koreche ." All Bengali words seemed to sink and the only word which seemed to appear before my eyes in big bold letters was  SUICIDE.  The news seemed to be utter rubbish to me, felt like somebody was cracking a belated April fool joke on me, as if it was all just a joke, just a cruel joke. After consequent  texting  my friend assured me it was not a joke, not a joke. Really one of my erstwhile classmates in   Kharagpur  had committed suicide and now was not in this world anymore. My mind jumped into the flashback mode at once....