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AJER CHOKHE

Edin ajike, dekhechinu tai
bhulechi purano swad
keno nichoker santana byapi
kalker oboshaad...

Sikkha somaje dhoasha cheyeche
tin chakar bihobhole...
Tel ba koyla kisher bichar
jodi jan bahon i na chole...

Temni sikkha, chuye jay aj
khoniker bhrosto ruchi
ghorir kaata tara dey khali
"onek to holo suchi"

onek to holo, bekar mejaj
onek to holo, smriti bichoron
onek to holo mithya achar,
asuchi joto choker jole, holo to onek sohid shoron.

Aro keno baapu,  keno koro eto cheshta
adhar jogote mile mishe gele
jeta hobe kon deshta...
Nomro abeg, nichok kothay, hoy na ki kono chiri...
Bristi batash useless tobe, sudhu kajer agneogiri?




Tai jodi hoy, tobe kisher bhashon, kisher jetar chhut,
kisher neshay unnoti tobe, the booty is there to loot...
Je ja pabe. Nie nao tobe,britha koro keno cheshta!
Morality, prem, abeg, holo trash.. Jeta chai sudhu raceta.

Aji e adhare, bishon jhore,
nirobe purche nogno jore!
Pabena she sheba kobe kono khaane
ortho i aj dake sommane...

Saat pake chilo badha joto bodhu,
Aj nei, kono oborodhe...
Mala bodoler, binomro kriya
aj TRP'R unnotir p'de....
Tobu bola chai, "bharatio nari ami",
tobu mana chai protha...
Kotakkho kore emon manush, khuje paoa oti soja...   

 Adhare adhare amara sobai
dubchi notun juge....
je jug jane na protest korte
je jug sudhui hujuge!

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