Thursday, November 17, 2011

Visionary singer, Revolutionary songs

Music is the soul of human body. It refreshes our mind and prepares us to think beyond our imagination. With the passing time it has also changed its course to varying tastes.
In the past few months, we have lost some great souls of the music fraternity like Ghazal maestro, Jagjeet Singh and Balladeer Dr. Bhupen Hazarika. Both of them gave a new meaning to music in their own ways.
We have many Ghazal singers like Ghulam Ali, Bhupinder Singh and Pankaj Udhas. But, Jagjeet Singh was specially known for his soothing voice, new style, meaningful lyrics and above all deep, heart touching melodies which brought tears in our eyes. Some of his masterpieces were- "Woh barish ka mausam, woh kagaz ki kasti" leaves behind the smell of rainy season and gets back the childhood memories. "Tum itna kyon muskura rahi ho, kya gham hai jo chhipa rahi ho" what a thought, hiding pain behind plauful smile, its all unimaginable. His renditions gave a new meaning to these songs. Deep and touching, that is the essence of songs, which we experience in his ghazals till date. It can never be old and outdated and will go on for a long long time.
Among other legends is also Dr. Bhupen Hazarika, whom we have lost recently. He was not only a singer,but also poet, lyricist, writer and music composer, all in one. He was a legend and visionary singer. Through his music, he wanted upliftment of society. His songs had a patriotic flavour. He wanted us to see the plight  of the unfortunate downtrodden and with these songs, he spread the message of national integrity. Sometimes his songs carried us beyond our thoughts. Some of his soulful numbers are -
'Ganga amar Ma, Padda amar Ma, amar dui chokhe dui joler dhara Meghna, Jamuna', means whether India or Bangladesh, both are Mothers to me, partition doesn't matter.Further he sings,'Aiki asha, bhalobasha, kanna, hanshir aiki bhasha, Doyel, Koyel pakhir gane, aiki jontrona', whats a brillint thought - same language, same hopes, even birds sings in same pain, then why this unnecessary border line?
The poors are always exploited by rich, but, rich can never see the pain and the plight of the poor, who toil hard to make their both ends meet. For them he sings,'Amader jiboner ghame bheja sorirer binimoye pothe chole dola. Juge-juge chhuti mora kandhe niye dolati, deho bhenge-bhenge paure, ghume chokh dhulu-dhulu Raja-moharajader, amader gham jhore paure', but, nobody cares to understand their pains. But, he tried his best to leave a message through his songs.
Here is another piece,'Manush manusher jonno, jibon jiboner jonno, ektu sahanubhti ki manush dite pare na, o bondhu'. Here he requests all to have love,brotherhood and some mercy, that should be the main aim of our life. In one of his songs, he invites the people to come and enjoy life and forget misery and death like,'Aj jibon khunje pabi chhute chhute aye, maron bhule giye chhute-chhte aye, hanshi niye aye ar banshi niye aye, juger notun digonte sob chhute-chhute aye, bhalobashar panna, hire kuriye nibi aye, phagun phuler anonde sob chhute-chhute aye.
Through his song he asks Mother Ganga that by seeing his children in despair and crying in pains, how she can quitely  flow, 'Bistirno duparer, osonkho manusher, hahakar suneyo, nissobde, nirobe, O Ganga tumi boichho keno'. In another song, 'O malik sara jibon kandale jokhon, amaye megh kore dao, tobu kandte parbo paurer sukhe, eiki bhalo noye' he requests God to let him cry for others than to cry on your own miseries. In a song, he said, I am a nomad, whole world is my family, thats why I forget my own abode.'Ami aik jajabor, prithibi amake apon korechhe, bhulechhi nijer ghaur. Ami Gangar theke Missisipi hoye Volgar roop dekhechhi, Ottowar theke Austria hoye Pariser dhulo mekhechhi, ami ellorar theke rong niye dure Chikago sohore diyechhi, Ghaliber sher Tashkonter minare bose sunechhi. Mark  Twainer somadhite bose Gorkyr katha bhebechhi, bare-bare ami pather tane path ke korecchi ghaur, tai ami jajabor'. He assumed whole world as his own home and he released his imagination to soar.
All the songs and its impact penetrate deep inside our hearts. Music can change our lives and imaginative power and forces us to take some important steps to improve others' life as well. Its very essential for society and country's benefit and is an easy path to reach other's hearts. He was a true revolutionary.
These singers were our valuable treasures, which we have lost and the vacuum can never be filled. These legends dedicated their life to music, through which, they spread the message of love, brotherhood, national integration, patriotism and opened our eyes to see the national treasures we have in abundance.
The world will remember them for a long, long time to come. They will allways remain immortal in our hearts.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Terror strikes us again

Once again terrorism is victorious. Evil has won over the good. Its heart rendering to see the images of blood soaked dead bodies, injured calling for help, relatives crying unconsolably for their near and dear ones, crowd gathered near the hospitals and enquiring about their wards.
What are we waiting for and how long we will sacrifice innocent lives? Are 'they' still sleeping? When they are going to wake up and concrete steps to stop this menace. When they will understand that human life is precious.Its a great national loss.
Blasts from the past :-
Mar.12,1993-11 blasts-257 dead and 713 hurt. Jan.23,24,27,1998-blasts on tracks/stations at 6 locations across city-4 killed. Dec.2,2002 - Explosion in BEST bus at Ghatkopar-2 killed. Mar.13,2003-Blast on Karjat bound train in Mulund-11 killed. Aug.25,2003-Blasts in taxis at Gateway, Zaveri Bazar-52 killed. July 11,2006- 7 blasts in 7 locals in 7 minutes-188 killed. Nov.26-29,2008- LeT strikes at CST, the Taj, Oberoi-Trident and Batla House-166 killed.
Besides these serial blasts in Delhi, Bangaluru, Hyderabad,Assam,Benaras, Pune and in many other cities left hundreds dead.
Whether LeT, Indian Mujahiddin or any other groups taking responsibilities, its immaterial, it had torn apart the whole country. How long we will give shelter to the attackers and safe custody for the killers. When we will take action? What is our judiciary doing? Why are be unable to punish the guilty?
nnocent citizens are loosing their lives and killers are in safe havens. Is this what we call justice? Its
high time, someone takes moral  responsibility and answers these questions.
As responsible citizens we should stand hand-in-hand and protest against the injustice and ask our Govt. to take steps to secure our valuable lives.
Please come forward one and all and lets decide our fates. Terrorism is a heinous crime and killers should rightly punished. Its the need of the hour.
Condolences for the grieved families.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Human life n car

Our life is like a car. Brain is its engine, soul and deeds its food n fuel. Always steer it on the right path. Never go beyond its limit. Don't speed up to get luxury and comforts of life in easy going way. Many things are shining, but they all r not gold. Its upto you to choose between good or bad, or which is ever lasting. Over speeding always crashed. Time to time it needs overhauling. Sit and think, what mistakes you had done and immediately mend it. some good deeds  gives you satisfaction and something needed to refresh your body and mind. You have to decide, what you want.
At last as old, good conditioned cars finds its place in Vintage rally, you can also set an example for others with your deeds. You will always be remembered for a long long time to come. 

Monday, July 11, 2011

Matribhasha

Baro mashe tairo parbon, vishal gobheer amar desh,
nanan jati, nanan dhormo, nanan bhasha, nanan bhesh.
Rabindranath, Bonkimchandra, Mahasweta, Nazrul,
ganer mala genthe chhilen deshopremer phutiye phool.
Bibhinno maut, bibhinno pauth, kintu ekti phuler bagan,
jati, dhormer bhinnota teo gahi desher joygan.
Nijer bhasha,bhalobasha, orpon kori nijo mono pran,
matribhasha sabar sera , tahake janayi sador pronam.
Bangali mora, Bangla moder, Banglar hok joy-joykar,
bisso sera mishti bhasha, gorbo moder sabakar.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

continued

Streer sobi ador kore bonke dite chan, anichha prokash korle bhenge chure khan khan.
Tahar icchchha puno kora oti abossok, tomar asha, bharsa saub bhenge churmar hok.
Bipottita sodai tumi matha pete nebe,sahoj pauth tahar jonno sada bechhe debe.
Proti rate khusi hoye nana promise tomar kachhe, diner bela bhulbe sobi mukh lukabe tomar kachhe.
Sat janomer saat ta pake bendhe ene chhilo, sat dinete sob bachan bhule se je gailo.
 Tomar kintu take chhara jibone kichhui nai, tar kintu ghare bahire notun duniya chai.
Tar bondhu ballokaler oti mulloban,tomar bondhu attiyoder paona opoman.
Biporeet poristhitite tumi adjust korte sekho, se kintu aram priyo nije chesta korbe nako.
Bolbe tomaye dujone mile gorbo aikta ghar, tomaye mullo dite hobe tumi ki tahar paur?
Bolbe tomar gari bina koto kosto chala, tahar kandhe virat bojha taka  debar tomar pala.
Ma boneder sathe sadai anonde utfullo, tumi jodi sudhao kichhu kane debe tulo.
Sasuri ma uchcho baukta sadai ready achhen, kothaye phoron katte hobe setayi sudhu bhaben.
Swami-streer bad-bibade sadai tini khushi, lok samaje prokasso roop sada mukhe hanshi.
Ajke bhabi amra kobe ei bandhon chhirbo, onayer biruddhe giye nijo vishesh sthan gorbo.
Sikkha dikkha kaje lagao hote hobe swabhimani, sobai mile hath barale poriborton asbe jani.
Swabolombi aj tumi thakbe sada drirho protiggo, samaj take bodle phelo hote hobe sabar joggo.
Aiburo nam bhangte hobe eta onek prachin riti, notun jug unnotosheel palte dao purano niti.
Ajke mora sabai mile saut patrer mukhosh khuli,patro-patrir soman sthan ei kathati kobhu na bhuli.
Ma Durga rupe aji dekhao tomar shokti, saut patrer mapdonder neyiko kono jukti.  

Joggo Patro

Jante pelam vishesh sutre, bandhbe meyeke vivaho sutre.
Konnar tullo joggo chhele pabe tumi .com ba maile.
Eyi juge bhalo chhele, dekho jodi kothau mele.
Chhelera to sadai joggo, vivaho khetre sabai biggo.
Prothomoto sabai guni, paroto pokkhe sabai dhoni.
Sabai kintu very handsome,bidda, buddhi oti awesome.
Nitto dance partyte jan, mukhe sarbada English gaan.
Prothom porichoye oti vinomro, chayi kintu nipun konna,vivahe kintu lokkho tader dhon, daulot dena-paona.
Patro pabe oti vishisto,dite hobe bari o gari, lok samaje bolbe sada tara kintu anti dowry.
Porichoyta tomake debe tader ekti vishesh samaj, tomar samajer mullo nahi, baki tader onek kaj.
Barjatrir moner moto korte hobe ador jotno, jodiyo tara oti samanno, bojhabe tomake aik aikti rotno.
Meyer sathe gorbe tara swapno boro boro, biyer paure bolbe kintu ektu sobur karo.
Tader buke medal achhe birat ekta ego, sosur bari jeona kobhu tobei tumi hero.
Streeke order sasuri nonod apon kore nao, tomar nijer ma-babake dure thele dao.
Roj bikale (sorry ratrite) office hote jokhon tini phirben, khara theko du paye tumi ke jane ki order deben.
Konta bhalo konta kharap janen nako tini, tahar chokhe bhison bhalo tahar bon Mini.
 sasurir chokhe konna bodhu dui naki

soman, konnar jonno phul jhorchhe bodhur jonno kaman.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Somoyer sathe-sathe: Generation Next

Swapno onek bune chhilam bibhinno sob ronge, ajker ei generationta dilo tare bhenge.
Bolchhe tara Rabindra Nath, Nazrul ke bholo, onek bhalo tader kachhe Keats, Brown ar Coelho.
Amra kichhui jani nako tara je sobjanta, puratonta bismrito kore nobin ke dayo mannota.
Nijo sikkha, cultureta pichhone aj chhere, chhutchhe tara sodai dekho poschimeri bhire.
Foreign brand hole seta hotei hobe bhalo, bartho chesta koro keno jalte dishi aalo.
Pepsi,chips, chocolate ar pizza tader priyo,desi khabar pate tader kobhu nahi diyo.
Tader pochhondo jeans-top, capri ar mini, sari, suit, ghagra-choli kobhu nahi kini.
Western song, dance party sorbodayi rocking, Bharatnatyam, Kathakali tader kachhe boring.
Nijosso odhikar bechhe nite sodayi tara totpor, kortobber pala ele bole eta abar kemontoro.
Gurujonera tader jodi sikkha dite jaan, kane nahi sunbe tara mukhmondol mlan.
Bus gari chhere tara akashe kore fly, bojhabe tomake tara hochche onek hi-fi.
Para suna korte gele chhote tader gham, concert ta attend korle onek hobe naam.
Lifeta enjoy koro etai tader jukti, jibon sotto oswikar kara, eta tader moha  sokti.
Luxurious life lead korte kotheen porishrom korte hoye, eta tader grhajjo nohe kaj korte bhoy.
Ma dakta sunle tumi totkhonat dayo sara, tumi kotoyi dako nako kane debe tala.
Nijo karje sorbodai tara thake basto, tumi sahajjo chahile paure tara hobe trosto.
Notun style, modern trend etai tader bastota, tumi kobe modern hobe tomake ei prosnota.
Tara khali chhute jabe cholte hobe tader sathe, uddessoheen jayo na koto pabena tumi kichhui hate.
Dishaheen chhutchhe tara ki je tader target, don't care bolchhe sudhui everything forget.
Porbe jokhon honchot kheye bhangbe tokhon swapno,bujhbe tokhon ki haralam pelam nako rotno.  

Daus gyan

Ekti chondro achhe dekho eyi prithibir akashe, sara bisso jholmol aji  tar bistirno prokashe.
Krishno ar shuklo pokkho ghure ase bar-bar, ekti alo chauraye dekho, ekti ondhokar.
Duti chokkhu bolo tumi tritiyo chokkhu Shib thakurer, tini kruddho hole paure, par pabena kono kule.
Sham,Jojur,Othorbo ar Rig ved je achhe, onek gyan barbe tomar rakho jodi kachhe.
Debotader hathe ostro vishesh achhe ponchoban, dhyan bhenge cholle seta bohu papi harabe pran.
Grisso, barsha, sarat ar achhe hemonto, chhata ritu borse achhe sheet, bosonto.
Saat somudro prithibitare achhe sadai ghire,jole jalomoye charidikta takayo jodi phire.
Ved, vedanto khunje pabe osto bosur naam, sanskritita banchiye rakhar chesta aapran.
Bhoomondol sojjito je nabogrohe aaj, nitto nobin anbeson boigyanikeri kaaj.
Nanan pauth chole gechhe prithibir daus dike, satheek rasta bechhe niyo ei bela ei phanke.
   

Dushtu chhele

Ami ekti dushtu chhele ki kore ta mani,keyu dake Ashu bole keyu dake Donny.
Khelna putul bhalo lagena gari amar priyo, ekta kore roj amake kine tumi diyo.
Bhat-ruti bhalo lagena pizza, burger chayi, baba bolen esob baje nitto khete nayi.
Maake boli akta kore chocobar to ano, para suno korchhi ami ei tuku to mano.
Dadur kachhe paona amar roj akta pepsi, tini bolen dushtumita na kara tax dichhi.
Cycle ta chalayi ami bhison kintu jore, rasta chharo amar jonno tumi darayo sore.
Kobhu amar mathaye lage, kobhu kate hath,shanto hoye bosle pore hojom hobena bhat.
Cricket ami bhaloi kheli ak din boro player haubo, akhon bhabi bat ta diye je lorbe matha bhangbo.
Athelete ami tomra daikho digbaji khayi sorbokkhon, kotha amar sunchho nako jump marbo dekhbe tokhon.
Didira amaye bhalobashe,koto katha bolte chaye, amiyo tader bhalobasi boli songe chhutbo aaye.
Baba ma bojhe nako sodai ami busy, onek kaj korte pari noyiko ami lazy.
Parasonaye bhalo ami school bhalobasi,madam bolen naughty boy sudhui ami hanshi.
Pogo channele din ratri Noddy ami dekhi, channel ghuriye debar bhoye remote lukiye rakhi.
Baba jokhon bidesh jaan monta kemon kore, bhor hoteyi ghoom bhenge jaye take mone paure.
Bari jokhon phere baba rongin juto gari ane, noyile ami kandbo bhison baba seta bhaloi jane.
Majhe majhe bayena amar 'Mall' e niye jeteyi hobe, nanan ronger gari chore sethaye amar khelte hobe.
Mama kintu majhe majhe disturb kore amake, darayo tomaye shasti debo, bole debo didake.
Ami oti shoktishali kauke korina bhoye,ma bolen emon dossi chhele kaharo ghare hoye.
Pisi ane choco-biscuit, piseke bhoye kori, tini ghare thakle kintu khat theke na nori.
Don hochche amar doggy, mama baule tahar, tar songe ami kheli ki kore hoye tomar.
Baba bolen dushtumita chhere ebar pauro, ami boli porbo tokhon jokhon hobo baro.
Lal shirt ar black jeans ta pore nilam seje,ebar amaye jete hobe mosto akta kaje.
Anek katha aj holo to golpo amar shesh, gobhir raat ghoniye elo jabo ebar ghumer desh.  

Monday, July 4, 2011

Nari - Daan-protidaan

Nari issorer ekti sundortomo srishti. Manobjatike bhogobaner ekti bohumullo upohar. Eyi omullo dhon-sompod sojotone sonchito kora ki amader kortobbo nohe? Ajker eyi global,nuclear, progotisheel juge,basto jiboner kichukkhon tader eyi somaje jogdan bibechona korte pari?
Bhebe dekhi jodi, nari eyi jogoter srishti karta.Eyi juktir sottota protiti manush nakoch korleyo oswikar korte parena. Nari jonmodata.Manobjatir unnoyone pothe tar ekti vishal jogdan.
Jonmer paur thekeyi tar kortobber mapdondo shuru. Konna rupe mata-pitar seba tar prothom kortobbo. Chhoto bhai-boner manush karate tar vishesh jogdan thake. Notun juge sikkhr proti se vishesh uddogi. Se aj jane nijeke sabolombi korte hole taka- poyesa orjon kora oti abossok. Chakuri khetre unnotir jonno uchcho sikkha visesh proyojoniyo. Aj se ar ghore bondi noye,ekti career woman. aj se nijer sthan visesh choyon kore nijeke protisthito korte sikheche.Songsare tader rojgarer visesh jogdan thake. Se sabolombi, karor mukhapekkhi nohe.
Vivaher paur shuru arek porbo. Poti sebaye se sodayi totpor. Potir kortobber bhar sahasso se nijo kandhe tule neye.Stree rupe se sodayi tar sathe chole, take chintamukto korar okothoniyo prochestha,tar khushiteyi streer jibon sofol. Somoyer sathe cholte gele ajker eyi luxurious jibon japone gari,nijo griho songsthan,T.V., fridge, etc.etc.oti abossok. Proti paude se soman sahajjo kore.
Sisuder maya, momota, bhlobasha diye lalon- palon kore samaje matha unnoto kore darabar joggo toiri kora tari kortobbo. Griho korme se sodai nipun.
Ajker juge bohu mohila Bairer jogote chakuri kinba banijje nijeke aik uchcho sthane protisthito kore sofol houechen. Desh bideshe tader naam dak. Amader eyi purush prodhan samaje sob badha bighno thele phele tara uchcho sikhore birajman.Nanan samajik ebong sangsarik bojha kandhe drirho paye se egiye cholechhe. Je kono biporeet poristhitite se dheer,sthir,nirbhar joggo, nijer proti bissas, vishal khomotasheel sejonno tara sofol.
Tara komol kintu durbol nohe.
Ma Kalir rupe onnayer biruddhe lorayi,Ortho sonchoye o sadupoyoge Ma Lokkhi rupe ebong Ma Durga rupe dushto domon o sugothito hoste songsarer lalon- palon tader bohu rupr porichoye. tar komol sparshe,kotheen porishrome, manosik drirho biswase prithibir garir chaka egiye cholechhe.
Nari sotorupa, hridoy vishal, bhalobasha,maya, momota o ashirbader protimurti. Tar hridoyer gobhire koto dukkho, baitha, bedona lukiye achhe tobu tara sorboda hansi mukhe e jiboner lorayi sorboda lore cholechhe. samannote se khushi. Ektu prosongsa, preronar tar dike bariye dekho, se sorbosso orpon korte raji.
Nari shoktishali, protibhaban, se sodai sommaniyo. Tar moner anonde tomar jibon anondomoy. Se sohoje har manena tayi se sorboda bijoyee.  tar anchol sadai tomaye chhaya prodan korte uddhrito. Tar bhalobasha tomar jibone ek notun goti ene debe. Tahar daner kono protidaan khunjte mora okkhom..         

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Purano smriti

Jibonta vishal akash somo, kaukhono raudro, kaukhono brishti.
Moner chokkhu khule dekho aaj, jauto dur jaye tomar drishti.
Somoye je khauno bhongur, pabena taare proti bhorey.
Khanchaye bondi korona tarey, smriti pautole rekho jautno korey.
Mono mostiske achhe anka, purano diner kauto katha.
Bhuli nahi kobhu, mone paurey jodi sudui debe baitha.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Mundomalini Maa

Teenti borsho par holo aaj,chinta kori sob je niraus,
Pratohkale Maake dekhi,aaj je Maayer Sthapona dibos.
Notun bhorer swapno diye gentechhi eyi mala,
Maayer paye orpon kori, moder rekho sujola,suphola.
Maayer puja vishesh hobe,nanan phule Maake saja,
phul chondon,puja, aroti,ghonta-kansor jore baaja.
Tomar kalo ruper chhauta, sodayi mojaye mon,
tomar paye sthan diyo Maa, e je aik bohumullo dhon.
Mundomalini Maa tumi golaye mundo maal,
Shoktirupini Maa tomar monohari roop vishal.
Moder pase sodayi theko ei je mor prarthona,
dukkho, dainno nibaron hok korbo tomar orchona.
Aajibon tomaye bhokti kori dure thakuk bad-bibad,
saubi asha purno hobe, pele tomar ashirbad.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Moner khoj

Ke tumi dak diye jao kon prithibir kon pare, surjoshikha drissoman neel akashe ei bhore.
Moner pakhi oyi ure jaye taari dekha pabar taure,akash nohe batash nohe,nohe surjo chondro,
se achhe moner bhitor kaukhono ki pabo tare.
Eyi asha ki purno hobe daki tomaye mone prane,
Hey Issor dorshon dayo, tumi sorbotro sobayi janey.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Scarcity and Wastage

These two words go hand in hand. Today the world's major problem is that everything is depleting. Natural resources are not enough for the world's growing population. When we will understand this that whatever is left, we have to use it carefully so that it can last for long. Whether upper class, middle class or lower class, we have a tendency to shut our eyes towards these issues. When we waste, we will face scarcity in the long run. The rich class waste so much food during occasions and 40% of our population go to bed without having food. The ironic part is that the needy who serve these well-to-do also forget in their own homes rations are not enough to feed their entire family. The maids and servants of the houses don't turn off the lights, fans or running taps. They think its not their money, why should they bother. They forget due to wastage here today ,there will be scarcity at their own homes tomorrow. When will we begin to take these issues seriously. I'ts high time. We should find some solution and save the world from this crisis and make it a beautiful place to live safe and secure for a long long time to come. Will anyone out there suggest some solution which is easy to grab.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Nature - you are great



It's a relief.
A new lease of freshness in life. It feels as if all worries have gone. I want to become a child
again and wish to drench in cool fresh water, which would refresh me beyond my thoughts. I start to think anew about life. Wet and green patches everywhere and sweet smell of earth inspires me to praise
nature for its scenic beauty. Rain water quenches the thirst of the soul and replenishes my mind and body.
The natural ambience is awesome.












Thursday, June 23, 2011

Unplanned Outing

This was a welcome change from shut AC rooms to a sudden venture at Dilli Haat in hot and humid summer noon.

Changed my taste buds from home cooked rice and daal to Rajasthani Thali and Kakori kababs, quenched the thirst with some ice cool fruit beer with momos,which is a speciality at the Manipur Outlet. Some respite from the mlonotonous household chores. Enjoyed some innovative creations,artefacts and handicrafts from distant villages of India.Some goodies named " Trash to Cash "  really won our hearts. Despite being physically and mentally challenged, people are so brave and face life's struggle and win it as well. They have a never to die strength inside. They teach us the essence of life. This marvelous experience of the day left me with some wonderful memories.

Saturday, February 12, 2011