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Aay Brishtio Jhepe

This one was written In Bengali! However typing it in my mother tongue is surely a pain. So I will choose the easier way, and I also think it will make reading, a bit easier..... 
 " BANGALI' R FULLSOJJA AAJ BONG' ER SOROSOJJAY PORINOTO...."

                                                                                                                              Inspired By Kabir



(Er Upor Brishtir Drikpat__)



Jani Na Keno Je, Bangali Tokhon,
Nomro Abeg Pranto...
Aj Keno She Pagol Pothik
Nirabeg Ashanto ?

Keno Je Sokale Robir Aaloy
Ubey Jay Sishir Kona....
Bangali Aj Egie Jete.
Tuleche Aborjona !!!

Mane Na She Prem,
Snigdho Porag, Biddesh Matri Bhashay
Saanskritik Aradhona Aj
Kotu Kothay Saashay!!

College Street Er Boi Para Aj
Hoeche Nichok Bhir...
Porashona Aj Mekheche Adim
Politic's Er Abir!!!

Coffee House Aj Out Of Fashion
Mani Square Mall
Bangali Aj Harie Feleche
Graam Mofosshol !!!

Kisher Pechone Chuctchi AAmra
Pichu Fele Tob "MA" ke______
Sonar Horin? Tai Ki? 
Tobe Porbe Durbipake....

Agey Jokhon Jhortam Niche
Shunte Petam Gaan
Aj Sheta Keno Hariye Geche
Sudhu Chitkaar Apoman....

Agey Raastay Sushu Chilo Dhulo
Muche jeto Proti Pode
Moner Morche Kemon Tarabo
Abeg Aj Oborodhe!!

Egie JabarNaamei Amra
Purono Diechi Fele
Kintu Pochon , Pokamakor
Shobi Thakbe Egie Gele !!!


                                                      Abhishek

Comments

Ritayan said…
i understand the idea...though am not too aligned towards it for i donot believe that in our drive for modernism, we lose our roots. there is nothing wrong with malls and coffee house remains popular with whoever feels its soul. the choice abhishek is imp....the choice is what modernism gives us. one more thing i felt while reading this that there was too much importance in the rhyme scheme which sometimes stopped you from expressing yourself in a better way.
May 10, 2009 at 12:32 PM
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