Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Jiboner Daan

Jiboner Daan
Jibon ki sudhu chinta aar somossa?
Kothaye eyi chintar nishkriti o somossar somadhan?
Bhabi aaj soja pauthe cholbo kemon kore,
seyito golokdhandha ashe ghure phire.
Manuser ki bismrito monussota,
ami ke, kothaye chhilam, kee amar sotta.
Hingsha, dwesh, ghrina, lobhe purno jorjorito eyi sorir,
ke debe protidaan, ke hobe amar pape sorik.
Jibon pauthe bhromon kale chhilo bohu kanta o phool,
lolup mon phuler ashaye sonchoy korechhe sudhuyi shool.
Bhalobasha to hridoy, morme, pauthe-ghate charidhare,
diba-nishi chinta mogno bhalobashbo kare.
Ke je apon, ke je paur, eyiki mor somossa,
keho nohe paur, sokole apon eyito mool bhasha.
Tobu keno aaj obujh mon khunje beraye poros pathor,
aik din sob hoye jabe sesh, kee je sthabor, kee osthabor.
Aajo mor prane achhe je baki bhalobashar ektu lesh,
tomader majhe biliye debo tare, amar je din holo praye sesh.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Megh o pothik

Neelakashe baisakhi megh, kon sudure bhese jaye, klanto pothik thomke daraye, bhabona purno tare deke koye.
Paubon bege, pokkhiraje kothaye chhute cholechho bhai, mor somo ki tumiyo ekaki, neyije kono tomar thayi.
Eyi pothe hath milaye, cholo dujonaye sathi hobo, purano bohu sukh-dukkher mon bholano katha kobo.
Megh heshe koye ojana pothe cholechhi aji bohu dur desh, sunbo, sonabo nijo-nijo gatha, phiri jodi kobhu abar e desh.

Prokrito jeebon

Hanshi-khela, bhalobash, jiboner aj etayi bhasha,
Asol jibon nayeko aimon, purno ki hoye moner asha.
Prithivir goti sodayi abadh, neyi bishram se je choloman,
nayiko klanti, nayiko biram, eyi pothe je sokoli soman.
Pothe chhute chole lokkho pothik, somoyer kanta chole tik-tik.
Jibon simana sokoli ajana, neyi kono bandh, din, khon, mana.
Sirate-sirate rokter dheyu, snayute uttap bohiche somo vyayu.
Jibon somudre chintar dheyu, shanto, obirol bohiche somudro, dekhecho kokhono keyu.
Vishal neelakash, uccho porbotmala, nimne nodi bohe parapar, milon asombhab etayi sotto, tobu apekkha kar.
Cholite-cholite dishahara hoye  jibon jodi chahe bishram, sob kichhu bhule, prithivir kole, nidra jayibo eyi to monoskam.
 

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.