Agomoni gaan

বাজলো তোমার আলোর বেণু,মাতলো রে ভুবন বাজলো তোমার আলোর বেণু

Bajlo tomar alor benu , matlo re bhubon – The flute of light starts to play, mesmerizing the whole world.


আজ প্রভাতে,সে সুরও শুনে খুলে দিনু মন। বাজলো, বাজলোবাজলো তোমার আলোর বেণু,

Aaj probhate se suroshune khule dinu mon – Listening to that melody this morning, my heart is free of shackles.


অন্তরে যা লুকিয়ে রাজে অরুণ-বীণায় সে সুর বাজে সেই আনন্দ’যজ্ঞে সবার মধুর আমন্ত্রণ। মাতলো রে ভুবন,বাজলো তোমার আলোর বেণু

Antare jaa lukiye raaje aruno-beenaye se sur baje- What resides secretly in the heart, that very tune is playing on the veena ( traditional stringed instrument) of light.

Sei anondo-jaggey sobar modhuro amontron – It plays melodiously inviting everyone to join in this joyous celebration.


আজ সমীরণ আলোয় পাগল নবীনও সুরেরও লীলায়,আজ শরতে আকাশবীণায়গানের মালা বিলায়।

Aaj samiron aloy pagol nabino surero lilaye, aaj sorote akashbinaye gaaner mala bilaye- Today the morning breeze is excitedly dancing to this new tune. The autumn sky is throwing garlands of musical notes.

তোমায় হারা জীবনও মম তোমারই আলোয় নিরুপম ভোরেরও পাখি ওঠে গাহি তোমারই বন্দন।

Tomaye-hara jibono momo tomari aloye nirupomo bhorero pakhi othey gahi tomari bondon – My life is craving for you, O Incomparable whose light wakes up the morning birds, singing your praise.

মাতলো রে ভুবন,বাজলো তোমার আলোর বেণুবাজলো, তোমার, আলোর বেণু


Finding the way

Hey,

After reading that experience from my past, the galactic distance separating us collapsed. You have spoken to me about “the way” in many encounters in the past two days. I am indeed thankful for these private interactions. Please urge me forward on another mysterious journey.

I am sorry I rubbed a certain person in the wrong way, this morning. Is it good to let people know their shortcomings or is it not? That is the big question here.

We often do it to people, who we have a right over. That is not such a good thing because, from some perspective, that is exploitation. Or is it a favor in disguise because it may end up making them see it and correct it? But in reality, these are so complicated that who knows what the truth is. Is it all preplanned by you my dear?

Whatever the turn of events, I will tread your path with patience and faith. This thought is not for me to share or even establish as good. This is my approach to advance in the jungle of doubt and logic. With these weapons, I slash down the crooked branches that conceal the way, in a web of impenetrable darkness. I surge ahead, with the last drop of strength and courage left in me. Before I give up, the sunlight reveals the way. It shines upon the path, no one has explored before. It invites me with a seductive glance. When I face it with all honesty, it turns away. My tears are about to douse the light of hope. Like magic, water transforms into embalming patience that keeps the light burning strong.

As we continue the intimate conversation, from outside it appears to be a soliloquy. In reality, though, you are communicating to me through every particle in time and space. Each muscle in my heart is bursting with gratitude. How can I hold on to this excitement without going insane?

Empty Containers

Anecdotes divulge many secrets

Hark and discern each detail

Phrases of varied implications

Twisting the course of a tale

Containers carry mind-images

Words are empty, thought’s real

 

Influencers shape one’s life —

Relatives, friends and strangers

Connections weak and strong

Tested thru’ nurturing n dangers

Vessels characterizing linkage

Relations are empty, bond’s real

 

Merging same or opposite gender

Lifeforms lust for physical union

Forced rape or impulsive rapture

Deep primitive jumbled sensation

Receptacle of unabated desires

Actions are empty, passion’s real

 

Varied views unique vantages

Voyagers journey to their goal

Conquering countless obstacles

Darkness dispelled guiding soul

Wrappers containing life-stories

Characters are empty, travel’s real