tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-288162302012-01-30T11:19:35.350+05:30Bizarre...that says it ALL...Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.comBlogger1011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-82799597103765526542011-12-05T23:40:00.001+05:302011-12-06T00:03:58.793+05:30Diner seshe saanjhbelay<br />Raatpori der vaangchhe ghum;<br />Klanto shorir, dirghoshas<br />Sesh bikeler klanto mon...<br /><br />Raatpori der chokher maya<br />Jachhe chhnuye klanto mon;<br />Mon kharaper thonter chhnoway<br />Smritir kone aaponjon...<br /><br />Sheeter bikel jomjomaat<br />Rongin shaal, sutor kaaj;<br />Sobuj maathe roder aador<br />Moner kone smritir bhaanj...<br /><br />ar tarpor...<br /><br />Rupkothader patay patay<br />Chupkotha ra chup kore;<br />Raatpori der golpo pore...<br />Haariye jaay chupisaare...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8279959710376552654?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-21896808866827204452011-11-20T01:21:00.001+05:302011-11-21T01:49:11.947+05:30<div><p><br>Laal neel rong paltay<br>Shada kalo dhusore...<br>Swopnera sab palti khay<br>Dusopner dosor-e...</p><p>Ichhe chhilo ichhe gulor<br>pakhna mele orar...<br>rongin palok chhinnovinno<br>ichhamrityu amaar...</p><p>Ostitwo dori taanchhe<br>vul ar thik er majhe<br>jibon ta aj felna boro<br>laagchena ar kaaje...</p><p>Somoy kuriye barano raat<br>bunto kothar sopno,<br>kothar jhuli shunyo je aj<br>kejane kar jonno...</p><p>ekta duto muhurto rao<br>sudhui chup thaake...<br>somoy ghori thomke geche<br>ke jane kon baanke...</p><p>Smritir goli ghoraghuri<br>mon manena mon<br>koshtogulo golay chepe<br>haaschhi sarakhon :D</p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2189680886682720445?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-68548195051076780012011-10-21T12:30:00.000+05:302011-10-21T12:31:58.373+05:30Aandhar raate eka bichhanay<br />Haat paa chhoriye shuye;<br />Mone pore jaay raater adda<br />Smriti vaase chokh chhnuye...<br /><br />Mone pore sab haasi kannay<br />Golay bondho koshte;<br />Smriti bare bar mathachara dey<br />ar bandhe aaste prishte...<br /><br />Chokh chole jaay khali haat tay<br />Shunnyo haater pata;<br />Thomke daray somoy chakay<br />Na rakha kothar betha...<br /><br />Bare bare sei khali ayenay<br />Kono chhaya khuje fera;<br />Jara chole jay megher deshe<br />Firey ki aase tara?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6854819505107678001?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-43558094067319459092011-09-08T12:06:00.000+05:302011-09-08T12:06:33.102+05:30Somantoral rail line er sathe<br />Kothay jeno jibon badha aache...<br />Ku jhikjhik chhondobodhho sur-e<br />Jibon chhote thik orokom kore...<br /><br />Gotir sathe gotanugotik chola<br />Notun notun mukh-mukhos er mela;<br />Mukh paltay somoy chakaar sathe<br />Notun kono chhaya chhobir gotey...<br /><br />Tarpor...<br />Jatra seshe vinno pothe chola...<br />Roilo pore kichu kotha na bola!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-4355809406731945909?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-28696632115974127612011-08-17T20:31:00.000+05:302011-08-17T20:31:11.527+05:30Eknishto, onabil tobuo<br />Otripto tomar chhowa...<br />Chhinno moner onuvutira<br />Valobasar Mrito Kaya;<br /><br />Tobu mone hoy<br />Jhor aaschhe vishon..Gohon;<br />Dhongsho smriti, bilupto bastab<br />Vangche sopno, Vangbe monon!<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2869663211597412761?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-61541908689495887692011-08-16T00:09:00.000+05:302011-08-16T00:09:05.041+05:30Raat bolechhe raater sathe<br />Golpo hobe chupkotha te...<br />Nibir jokhon chokher pata<br />sopno sukher kono barta...<br /><br />Hothat kore hothat jokhon<br />Ghumta vange jokhon tokhon...<br />Aabchhayate ondhokare<br />Ekla bhishon ekla ghore...<br /><br />Sesh kichhudin sesher pothe<br />Onek smriti jachhe ghete...<br />Brishti esey jaachhe dhuye<br />Megher kotha buke niye...<br /><br />Pother dhaare khelchhe kara<br />Chena to noy ochena ora...<br />Boddo je sukh oder chokhe<br />maatir dewale dukhho dheke...<br /><br />Bohutol er koner ghore<br />Ekla je keu ei sohore...<br />raater sathe raat kaatiye<br />Bastobe te jaatra kore...<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6154190868949588769?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-24211028078354566002011-07-22T11:42:00.001+05:302011-09-08T12:12:51.885+05:30This was my 2nd Birthday without you...<br />I miss the birthday mornings when you used to wake me up with a smile, wishes, card, pen, book and cadbury. I used to wait for that eagerly. So eagerly. Birthdays do not seem happy anymore. I used to get the things I ever thought of. They were small but full of love. Your love :).<br />Birthdays are not same anymore.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v0zhCvZfLPY/TikUWqCbD7I/AAAAAAAACCk/BqiVbuEp1X8/s1600/Maa-ami.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="156" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v0zhCvZfLPY/TikUWqCbD7I/AAAAAAAACCk/BqiVbuEp1X8/s200/Maa-ami.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>I wake up with the pain of not having you there anymore. <br />I wake up with the nothingness inside.<br />I wake up with a feeling that no one will be there in the kitchen making murighonto and chingri malaikari for me.<br />I wake up with a vacuum in my heart.<br />I wake up with whatever you taught me and I smile.<br />I check my mobile to see your smiling face and I smile.<br />The day passes well...I get gifts...I cut the cake...went out to have dinner...Swissotel this year...But there is nobody backhome to tell the stories...nobody to ask every small details and give small inputs...<br />Life has taught me to come out of my utopia...to accept the rough life...n to forget the fairy tales...<br />May be there is an alter world...there is a place where you can watch me...n may be I am there too...just now smiling with you...You are stroking your hand lightly on my head n trying to calm me down...<br />Another 20th July...another B'day...another day with gifts n surprizes...<br /><br />without You..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2421102807835456600?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-44872063435173653992011-06-29T00:54:00.002+05:302011-07-03T23:46:39.057+05:30Bikel sesher sondhye bela,<br />poob akaashe megher mela;<br />nodir buke megher chhaya<br />sandho kalin klanto hawa...<br />pakhir dana ghorer tane.<br />mon ta chhote ghorer paane,<br />ekla bose ekla mon..<br />ghor hariye mon kemon!<br />ektu haasi khusir khoj-e<br />ekla boro vir er majhe...<br />moner majhe chhobir vir...<br />ghono kuashay raat govir;<br />bishonnota ghirchhe vishon,<br />haar maanche moner shashon;<br />tobuo vaabi aasbe provat,<br />jwolbe aalo kaatbe raat...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-4487206343517365399?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-6575966898213622312011-06-23T23:07:00.000+05:302011-06-23T23:07:37.518+05:30Bikel theke onno sur-e<br />Sukh pakhi oi daakche kaar-e;<br />Sukher golay dukher taan<br />Kothay jeno haariye pran!<br /><br />Bikel seshe saanjher saaje<br />Jwolche aagun moner majhe;<br />Opekhhate chhilo kaaro<br />nirjhorer aaj sahos boro!<br /><br />Saanjh aakashe joler daag<br />Megher rumal dhaakche raag!<br />Tobuo hothat brishtipaat<br />Jokhon<br />Dukhho sukher dhorlo haat!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-657596689821362231?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-29011046483724843842011-06-23T22:56:00.000+05:302011-06-23T22:56:35.586+05:30Raat birete monkharaap<br />Aandhar dhaka gopon paap;<br />Raat furole purbe din<br />Roder sathe rongrongin.<br /><br />Rong er chhite canvas-e<br />Shada kaalor chaarpaase;<br />Shada kaaloy jibon chhobi<br />Chaar haate aaj poth harabi?<br /><br />Hothat kono pother baanke<br />Hoyto paabi sopno ta ke;<br />Sopno boroi sopnomoy<br />Duhsahoser dey porichoy...<br /><br />Haariye giye haarabe mon<br />notun aabeg kichhu puraton;<br />Porichito jibon vuley<br />Jibon chole nijer chaal-e.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2901104648372484384?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-27575564334546713312011-06-23T22:45:00.000+05:302011-06-23T22:45:47.323+05:30Tor jonnye jwelechilam aalo<br />Likhechilam elomelo kotha...<br />Toke niye chhilo khusi sab<br />Haasi kanna valolaga ar betha.<br /><br />Hoyto sesab thunko sab e aaj<br />Valobasar nei kono ar daam...<br />Manush sudhui rokto mangshe gora...<br />Takar sathe ojon howa naam!<br /><br />Hoyto esab vul dharona amaar...<br />Roopkotha te vulechhilaam sab;<br />Raajputro haariye gechhe kothao<br />Roopkothara mook, bodhir o nirob!<br /><br />Oteet smriti khorakhuri hole...<br />Manush tokhon manush to ar noy...<br />Vaalor sathe kharap khuje pelei<br />Jibon khaatar hishebe vul hoy?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2757556433454671331?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-52731525087003806542011-06-23T22:36:00.001+05:302011-07-03T23:51:02.433+05:30Mon kharaper dorja khule rekhe...<br />Brishti daake moner kona hote;<br /><br />Jaanala diye brishti veja mon<br />Jaachhe vije smritir kolahol...<br /><br />Chokh bujle smritir prekhapot<br />Flashbacke te khusir chhobi hothat...<br /><br />Khulte chokhe chaaichhena aaj mon<br />Ondhokaar e mrityu chaaiche monon...<br /><br />Jibon sudhu jibon niye khela<br />Mukhos pora mukh mukhoser mela!<br /><br />Manush hoye milbe naa aaj mote<br />Thunko hisheb saamne esey jote...<br /><br />Oteet sudhu oteet jokhon noy<br />Valobasha-ta oteet smriti hoy!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-5273152508700380654?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-9191769269649993962011-06-03T16:45:00.001+05:302011-06-03T16:47:29.200+05:30Jodi boli urbe pother dhulo<br />Jodi boli hariye jabe poth<br />Jodi boli sopno sudhui vanga<br />Jodi soriye ni aaj haat...<br /><br />Tobe ki<br /><br />Themey jaabe tomar onuvuti?<br />Themey jabe gopon kotha bola?<br />Themey jabe notun sopno dekha<br />Thamiye debe eksathe poth chola?<br /><br />Abar <br /><br />Jodi boli du vaag hobe sagor<br />Jodi boli pahar khujibe chand?<br />Jodi boli harabe snighdhotara<br />Jodi vange chokher jol aaj baandh?<br /><br />Tokhon<br /><br />Themey jabe tomar haater porosh<br />Themey jabe chupkothara abar<br />Themey jabe ushno saannidhyo<br />Themey giyeo poth cholbe abaar...<br /><br />Tarpor hothat<br /><br />Jodi pothe thaamte vule jao<br />Rajkonnye bondi hobe abaar...<br />Jodi firey aaste kobhu chaao<br />Rupkothara poth dekhabe ferar...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-919176926964999396?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-69403036973782008182011-05-31T19:54:00.001+05:302011-06-01T00:16:59.598+05:30Jhukchhe aalo<br />Uthchhe akash...<br />Bikel sesher<br />Snigdho batas...<br />Shanti aane<br />Topto dine...<br />Aagun tobu<br />Moner kone...<br /><br />Raat purechhe<br />sei aagune...<br />Joler chhnowa<br />Bashpo haane..<br />Rikto smriti<br />Shunno chokh...<br />Andhar mone<br />haraye sukh...<br /><br />Jhor esechhe<br />Vishon hothat...<br />urchhe dhulo<br />Vangche kopat...<br />smritir dhulo<br />aaj porihaas...<br />bhobishyoter<br />Kono itihaas...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6940303697378200818?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-60316667837497464102011-04-06T15:35:00.000+05:302011-04-06T15:38:02.858+05:30Jokhon <br />Dupure bela aandhar aase neme<br />Roder taape purchhe chokher jol;<br />Hothat kore moner porda uthe<br />chokher saamne smritir kolahol...<br /><br />Tor jonnye aankini kono chhobi<br />Tor jonnye likhini kobita...<br />Vaabtam bujhi bujhis je tui sab<br />Na bola sab gopon moner kotha...<br /><br />Aanka sekha tor haat ta dhore<br />Kobitagulo o tor kaan chhuye jeto...<br />Mishti haasir onuvuti ta chhara..<br />Bakkyogulo ki konodin pran peto??<br /><br />Aajke jokhon hothat chokhe vaase<br />Mondo valor kichhu muhurtora...<br />Smritigulo jotno kore rakhi...<br />Moner majhe thaakuk bondi ora!<br /><br />Aajo majhe majhe sporsho pete chai<br />Tarporete bujhi brithai chaaoa...<br />Taai notun kore nama pother khoje<br />Pothik hoyei poth ke khuje jaoa..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6031666783749746410?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-89929910762603903632011-01-14T23:17:00.000+05:302011-01-15T00:04:53.132+05:30Shunyotara odvut hoy boro<br />Dhorte tader para jaay na motey...<br />Naa thekeo obaadh jatayat<br />Jokhon tokhon moner majhe jotey...<br /><br />Dupur seshe raatri hothat naamle<br />Moner majhe shunnyota ke pabey...<br />Chokher jole balish vijbe jokhon<br />Shunyotader jatayat baarbe...<br /><br />Tobu jodi juddho korte chaao<br />Shunyota ke shunyo kore dekho...<br />Haater mutho alga koro ebar...<br />Smritider sab jotno kore rakho!<br /><br />Smritir aghaat shunyotake daake<br />Shunyotader songi shunyo mon...<br />Smritir sathe juddho kothin boro<br />Jodhhokhetro tomaar amaar jibon!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8992991076260390363?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-12146991259527910312011-01-14T23:06:00.000+05:302011-01-14T23:06:31.804+05:30Jokhon<br /><br />Manush haray smritir patay...<br />Abchha aadhipotyo;<br />Shunnyo ghore edik odik<br />chhinnovinno ostitto!<br /><br />Badami molat haway orey...<br />Moner tepantorey;<br />Naa haranor shorto sab e<br />Haray ogochorey!<br /><br />Shikol diye baandhbe jibon<br />Mrityu badhonchhara;<br />Smritir patay obadhyota<br />Baron manena ora...<br /><br />Cholte giye klanto jokhon<br />Dwiprohor er somoy;<br />Ekla ekla dukkho vuley<br />Ekakittwo sohay...<br /><br />Cholte pothe thaamte hobe<br />Khonik khushir khoje...<br />Swopno hoye kothao jodi...<br />Aashar nupur baje!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-1214699125952791031?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-42969241111112146732010-11-10T22:58:00.001+05:302010-11-10T23:05:22.228+05:30raater kahini- vebechilam naam<br />tarpor likhte vule gelam...<br /><br />sopno vongo- nirjhorer ekar?<br />sopno nei sopno niye bachar...<br /><br />ekta duto shobdo aase haate<br />chhondogulo haray khorcha khaate...<br /><br />judhho kore shobdo lekha hoy<br />vabna gulo tobu kuwasamoy...<br /><br />bodle geche jibon naki ami??<br />uttor nei, aaj prosnotai daami...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-4296924111111214673?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-461032318780653172010-10-31T12:17:00.000+05:302010-10-31T12:17:21.436+05:30Raat purechhe chaander chhoyay<br />Megher faanke neerer aashay;<br />Chaandni raate khola jaanlay<br />Notun shuru premer ochhilay...<br />Ekla aache dariye mon<br />Ekakitter khujchhe karon;<br />Okaal smriti drisshyomaan<br />Moner kone roye pichhutaan...<br />Firbena se somoy kaal...<br />Bolchhe somoy- "Egiye Chol".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-46103231878065317?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-63107318368485472112010-09-16T15:05:00.000+05:302010-09-16T15:23:47.638+05:30sedin jhor otheni....<br />tobe hawa boichhilo....<br />tobuo monta gumot...<br />jhor aaste chaichhilo....<br />tobuo....jhor otheni...<br />bondho chhilo dwar...<br />mukto hote chaichhilo jibon<br />bondho thaakte chaichhilona ar...<br /><br />sedin jhor otheni...<br />sudhu mone chhilo bristipaat<br />adhar jokhon dhaaklo protichhobi<br />ondhokarei chhere gelo haat...<br />swadhinota naamti chhilo taar...<br />kothay kokhon kon namate aase...<br />keu janena ki tar thikana...<br />vul thikanay daray esey pashe...<br /><br />sei thikanay dhukle porbe chokhe<br />onumoti kebol ekakitter<br />ekbarti dhuke gele sethay..<br />ghurbe jibon chhinnovinno britte...<br />pother seshe poth hariye gele...<br />gontobbyo jhapsa hoy chokhe...<br />haater sathe arekta haat mile<br />haarato jodi notun pother baanke...<br /><br />ekla pothe ekakittoi sathi<br />dujonetei gontobbyo hoy...<br />dujon jodi dudik diye chhote...<br />se poth chola boroi dwondomoy....<br />ektu nahoy dhire chole dekho...<br />Jibone te somoy onek beshi...<br />ekla hoye chhutle ki ba sukh..<br />jokhon shunyotara haasbe ottohasi?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6310731836848547211?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-4086766041376627162010-09-09T20:09:00.000+05:302010-09-09T20:09:57.553+05:30Sopnera sab hariye gechhe<br />Niruddesher paane...<br />Ebaar aami debo paari<br />Ojanaar sondhaane.<br /><br />Hawar saathe urchhe sopno<br />Dhulobaalir jhor-e...<br />Thunko boroi; Vongur ora,<br />Sudhui Venge pore.<br /><br />Odhora sab sopnogulo<br />Ronger chhnoway chhobi...<br />Venge gele chhoriye pore<br />Chhera tukro sab-e...<br /><br />Mrityu ghote ogochore<br />Koto sopno chhobir...<br />Khoj melena hothat kore<br />Ekla moner chaabir.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-408676604137662716?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-82620806818364968172010-08-12T16:31:00.000+05:302010-08-12T16:31:33.602+05:30Srote vese chole ora...<br />Chokhjora swopnera;<br />dheu aase dheu jaay,<br />Kichhu betha nirashay...<br /><br />Shada nil jolrashi,<br />Kichhu kotha kichhu haasi;<br />Bali kona thaake pore..<br />Eka dur kinare.<br /><br />Rashi rashi smriti sab<br />Govirei jome thaak...<br />Tobu mon firey chay<br />sagorer Balukay.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8262080681836496817?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-4077633021990237382010-06-22T00:32:00.000+05:302010-06-22T00:33:50.612+05:30Onno amaar onno aami...<br />kaaler baanke thomke agami;<br />sedin chhilo obadh jatayat<br />aaj <br />haariye gechhe sesab daami raat.<br /><br />aajke nisedh probesh duare...<br />Nabola kotha baarchhe hajar-e!<br />Saanjh akaashe baali-dhulo<br />Amaar haariye jaoa kotha gulo...<br />hothat haralo chirotore...<br />amaar moner ontore!<br /><br /><br />Keu shunte paabe ki??<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-407763302199023738?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-42854879753655802122010-06-15T23:01:00.000+05:302010-06-16T11:07:51.072+05:30I almost left writing....absolutely....n finally a couple of nights ago..penned it down while talking to somebody....we're not really talking..it was fighting....may be itz not a good one...but itz a come back one for sure....<br /><br /><br />Char dewale bondho sobai...<br />Bondho shorir, bondho monon;<br />Ondho chokhe bondho kaalo...<br />R khola chokhe nivchhe agun.<br /><br />Raater taray sopno bondho...<br />Haater chhnoyay smriti;<br />Moner kone bondho asha...<br />Jotil jibon priti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-4285487975365580212?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-23842750365855008732010-04-02T23:37:00.000+05:302010-04-02T23:37:46.138+05:30Kotha gulo fossil,<br />Aar shobdu gulo muk...<br />Ushno chokhe shitolota<br />Dukher faande sukh...<br /><br />Nitya notun jibon khela,<br />Dur pallar gari...<br />Ojana station e thaamle pore<br />Nana poshrar saari...<br /><br />Ku jhik jhik jibon track-e<br />Haray moner rong...<br />Klanto shorir shranto mone<br />Jibon abohomaan...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2384275036585500873?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-89338768353254752522010-03-16T22:55:00.001+05:302010-03-16T23:06:15.832+05:30Uttopto sondhebelar buke<br />Ushno chokhe kaalbosekher chhoya<br />Bristi tokhon shada kalo chhobi<br />Onuvitura shukno mrito kaya…<br /><br />Monkharaper golpo shuru abaar<br />Baakrudhho holo jotil mon<br />Tobuo kichhu asha niye chokhe<br />Betha baray ochena mon kemon…<br /><br />Sopno gulo sopno hoyei thaake<br />Bastobta sudhui dhusor dhulo <br />Sokal sondhe kabyo khelar iti<br />jibon bollo- “amaar sathe khelo”<br /><br />Jitte jitte hothat ulto chaale<br />saap ludo te shuru odhopoton<br />khelar majhe ottohasi hese<br />jibon chole nijer ichhe moton….<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8933876835325475252?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-87620896972179677852009-11-25T11:14:00.000+05:302009-11-25T11:14:49.985+05:30Aajke nahoy tomar rojer<br />Rojnaamchar chhuti,<br />Aajke sudhu moner khatay<br />Ektuku khunsuti;<br /><br />Aajke nahoy office tomar<br />Sopnoloker deshe,<br />Aajke sudhu notun kore<br />Vijbo valobeshe...<br /><br />Aajke hothat bristi chokhe<br />Haariye jabar daak,<br />Purono sab sopnogulor<br />Notun hobar sokh;<br /><br />Aajke sudhu opor theke<br />Badhon aasuk kepe;<br />Aaye bristi amaar kachhe<br />Dukhho debo mepe.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8762089697217967785?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-21611039998872835622009-10-07T15:37:00.000+05:302009-11-25T11:19:10.807+05:30Onekgulo shobdo pasapashi<br />Vison vabe kanna rukhte chay...<br />Michimichi khelnabatir ghor<br />Kabbyo diye manush chena day...<br /><br />Mithye jokhon kobir kolpona<br />Shobdora sab kolonkito doshe;<br />Muchhe jaay valobasar sukh<br />Kanna gulo firey firey aase.<br /><br />Haatta kape muchhte giye sristi<br />Vaalobasar chhonnochhara roop;<br />Muchhe diye mishti kichhu srishti<br />Shunnyo mon hothat ondhokoop.<br /><br />Araal kore kajol kaalo chokh<br />Chokh dhekechhi mukhosh diye aami...<br />Mukh mukhose hariye giye jeno<br />Nijeo holam boddo komdaami...<br /><br />pashapashi chena duto mukh<br />Ochena hothat ojana onuvobe...<br />Purono kabbyo dhongso hoye tokhon<br />Notun chhonde kabbyo likhte hobe...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2161103999887283562?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-85337327291567662072009-10-06T09:39:00.000+05:302009-10-06T09:54:17.334+05:30Khurchhe otit raater noishobdo<br />Chokher kole brishti koek phonta<br />Aalor khoje aalokito ekakittyo<br />Aankre dhore byasto obujh monta...<br /><br />Diner aloy hariyechhe tarara<br />raater kolei sopnera ot paate<br />Moner sopno chokher sopno hoye<br />mishe jay dhusor purono smritite...<br /><br />nishobde ulka khose pore<br />ei sohor alokito boro besi<br />ekhane mukhose kanna nirob<br />ochena thikana khoje prem porodesi...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8533732729156766207?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-4869641456883234072009-09-22T19:42:00.000+05:302009-09-22T19:47:48.567+05:30Aanjla kore kaajla chokher tuk,<br />Nikti mapa dukhho bilas sukh;<br />Kaajla chokher niche kaajol rekha<br />Ektu kore sukh chinte sekha...<br /><br />Sukher naame chomke otha haansi,<br />Tobu dukher kothay vaabte valobasi;<br />Bachuk jibon dukho betha vule<br />Nijer moton ojana poth chole...<br /><br />Opekhhara haater muthoy ese<br />Sopnogulo rekhe jaak vaalobese;<br />Kaatbena raat opekhhader sathe<br />Opekhhara miliye jaa na raate...<br /><br />Sukh bolechhe amaar sathe aari<br />Dukh ke rekhe diyeche sagor pari;<br />Dukh bolechhe sukh ke ebaar volo<br />Sukh puriye raater aagun jaalo...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-486964145688323407?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-58272188659168466622009-09-21T09:28:00.000+05:302009-11-25T11:24:28.170+05:30Onno rokom golpo gulor<br />Onno rokom maane...<br />Onno maane onno keno<br />Onno loke jaane?<br /><br />Onno kothao onno chhole<br />Onno aakash dekhe;<br />Onno rokom megher buke<br />Onno bristi chokhe...<br /><br />Onno tumi onno monon<br />Onno rokom chhoya;<br />Onno rokom vabna vebeo<br />Onno smritir hawa...<br /><br />Onno rokom dosar khoje<br />Onno rokom mon;<br />Onno rokom tor chhayate<br />Onno mon kemon...<br /><br />Onno rokom karon okarone<br />Onno chaoa paaoa;<br />Onno vaabe onno hoye<br />Vaalobaste chaaoa...<br /><br />Jodi hoto onno rokom<br />Onno rajar konnye...<br />Onno deshe dishahara<br />Raajputrer jonnye.<br /><br />Jokhon,<br />Onno vabe onno beshe<br />Pakhhiraje vese...<br />Jion kathi chhuiye jabe<br />Rajkonnyer keshe...<br /><br />Onno rokom vaabna gulor<br />Onno rokom vasha...<br />Onno nahoy nai ba holam...<br />Esab onno aasha.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-5827218865916846662?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-9686836747918143072009-09-06T13:12:00.000+05:302009-09-06T13:17:01.535+05:30Sorchhe porda, vaangchhe dewal<br />Dewal duchokh jora;<br />Smritir patay, aankar khaatay<br />Bonfire e pora...<br /><br />Khelar chhole, khelay bhuley<br />Tukro tukro smriti tule;<br />Ekla dupur, ekla ghore<br />Hothat moner bondho dor-e<br />Aadhkhana mon purlo jokhon<br />Aandhar naame bukey tokhon;<br />Aadhkhana pothe urchhe dhulo<br />Aamar aadh bola kotha gulo<br />Aaj aadha aadhi thaak<br />Notun chhondo banak...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-968683674791814307?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-50985655800878256462009-07-30T11:42:00.000+05:302009-07-30T11:49:06.176+05:30Laav khotir hishab behishebi,<br />Rakhte giye harai ogochore...<br />De chhere de aalga bolga horin;<br />De fele de somoy kochor vore.<br /><br />Laav khotite harai amaar aami,<br />Hisheb khatay vul rashi-rashi...<br />Laav khotir onko dhuye fele;<br />Chol na ebaar shaanti khuje aasi.<br /><br />Mithye kore sottyi bolar sukh,<br />Jokhon aaste kore kaan voriye dey...<br />Thonter haasi mukher kotha hoye;<br />Rongin kono onuvuti hoy.<br /><br />Jog biyoge jogajog vule,<br />Khelchhi sudhui jeno katakuti...<br />Aami tui aaj durotto ta muchhe;<br />Aayna dujon aamra hoye juti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-5098565580087825646?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-16567689001415278692009-07-29T11:15:00.000+05:302009-07-29T11:31:11.903+05:30Esomosto muhurtorao<br />Obujh hoy boro,<br />Na-hanyoter sikto prem<br />Shokto angul dhoro...<br /><br />Jesab rupkothader<br />Bachar din aaj;<br />Bachuk tara rudhhosaas<br />Patar kon vaaj...<br /><br />Rupkothara obujh noy<br />Hoyto aami-e matal;<br />Taai khujchhi purnota...<br />Ekta somaptikaal.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-1656768900141527869?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-50831349924042086152009-07-22T20:49:00.000+05:302009-07-22T20:54:22.862+05:30Valobasa chaai brishti niye<br />Brishti niyei valobaste chai;<br />Hothat kore brishti ele,<br />Toke niyei vaaste chai...<br /><br />Chokhe amaar megh vaasche<br />Brishti hoyei jhoruk;<br />Baliyarir dhulobali<br />Jhoro haway uruk...<br /><br />Toke chhnuye aagun pohai<br />Bakyo shobdo-hin;<br />Tor akaasher ramdhonu rong<br />Hothat berongin...<br /><br />Haat ta dhore bosle pashe<br />Dhongsho sovyota;<br />Megh-muluke chaand uthechhe<br />Nijhum mughdhota.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-5083134992404208615?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-37345915633350282872009-07-01T16:08:00.000+05:302009-07-01T16:12:55.769+05:30Aalor prohorira ghumiye geche<br />Chand paharer aarale...<br />Money plant ta dulche janlay<br />Haalka hawar tale...<br />Phone rekhe diye tuio jeno<br />Ghumiye gechis kokhon...<br />Amaar ghorer ghorir kaanta<br />theme gechhilo tokhon.<br /><br />Tarpor suru hoy prohor gona<br />ekta duto tinte...<br />Kokhon abar aadhar periye<br />Aasbe aalor chhite...<br />Aache baki tor moner kotha<br />Amaay kichhu bolar...<br />Aami je aajo sopno dekhi<br />Tor chokhe chokh rakhar...<br /><br />Bivrantira badhon koreche alga<br />Chokher kone chhaya...<br />Moner adhare kuasha jomchhe<br />Aalogulo jeno aaleya...<br />Durer siren er shobde<br />Janan dey notun provat...<br />Vebechilam onekgulo kotha<br />Miliye gelo hothat!<br /><br />Proshno gulo prohore hariye<br />Kothagulo shobdo hin...<br />Veja poloke vaari batase<br />Vaalobasa boddo kothin...<br />Shuru hobe notun din<br />Mene niyom chaka...<br />Na asa ghum vaangate hoy<br />Saamner poth ta baanka...<br /><br /><br />Ota perote hobe....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-3734591563335028287?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-35584417660109258652009-06-27T09:10:00.000+05:302009-06-27T09:33:07.698+05:30Faank pele taal thoke<br />Faank taale ichhera;<br />Sujoge te neme aase<br />Chokh theke bichhura...<br /><br />Raat jaga duto chokhe<br />Vese aase sopnera;<br />Chokh buje mon-pakhi<br />Aabodhho monmora...<br /><br />Kaaj seshe chupichupi<br />Sms e lukochuri;<br />Jome thaaka dukhho-raag<br />Chhure fela vaab aari...<br /><br />Eksaathe pashapashi<br />Ektuku chokhachukhi;<br />Hush kore urey jaay<br />Mon kharaper pakhi.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-3558441766010925865?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-57266252700443244102009-06-22T20:52:00.000+05:302009-06-22T23:34:55.565+05:30Shorto chhilo haariye jaoa kotha...<br />Shorto chhilo pashapashi chola;<br />Shorto venge shitol holo shobdo...<br />Shorto vengei lokhhyo ekla chola.<br /><br />Shorto chilo likhte hobe golpo...<br />Shorto chhilo jitte hobe baji;<br />Shorto venge likhle jibon gatha...<br />Shorto venge harte aami raji.<br /><br />Shorto diye shorir chhonya jaay...<br />Moner majhe jome ovimaan;<br />shorto diye kotha gulo chup...<br />shorto venge vaalobasa mlan.<br /><br />Shorto diye shikhte hoy haansi...<br />Shorto diye ushnotara thonte;<br />Shorto venge tor poripurok holam...<br />Shorto venge parlina tui chhnute.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-5726625270044324410?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-9934836519238909092009-06-17T23:58:00.000+05:302009-06-18T00:05:20.934+05:30Raat vor hole...<br />Chaand tarara jaay ghumer deshe;<br />Pakhi ra daana mele...<br />Ora ki kotha bole aakashe?<br /><br />Roj Rode purey<br />Lokgulo kaaj kore...<br />Odero ki aache kotha<br />Moner gopon govire?<br /><br />Bus er ticket ar tram er bhir-e<br />Bachhata roj khuje pherey...<br />Hoyto ba kono chena mukh...<br />je aaj Bohu durey.<br /><br />Bishaal aakashe <br />Concrete er orna legechhe;<br />Aar mone sonkirnotar chhaya...<br />Bristisnato bikele aaj hothat <br />mone holo....<br />Aami ki Manush,Mon...naaki Kaya???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-993483651923890909?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-69510127712503058232009-06-12T18:27:00.000+05:302009-06-12T18:50:35.680+05:30Tumi bolle eso...<br />raat nil holo,<br />apel er bishakto chumbone;<br />Sab rong ek hoye gelo.<br /><br />Tumi bolle sajo...<br />moyur pekhom mello<br />Batas mridumondo chhunye gelo.<br /><br />Tumi bolle brishti...<br />Gaale ese chhnulo tup tap;<br />Jeno premiker onasristi.<br /><br />Tumi bolle valobasa...<br />tolpaar holo Neelnod<br />somudro sorbonasa.<br /><br />Tumi bolle cholo...<br />Grand canion poth banalo majhe<br />haway chul elo melo.<br /><br />Tumi bolle mrityu...<br />odhora chokhe aami nirbaak;<br />Brishti elomelo<br />Proloy ghotiye gelo<br />Tobu Aaj mrityu noy<br />Jibon hobe sobak.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6951012771250305823?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-76930266854028248872009-06-04T23:39:00.000+05:302009-06-05T10:44:42.835+05:30Ora pother dhare goragori dey<br />Dhulobali mekhe;<br />Kana chal r mota bhaate<br />Din katay sukhe.<br /><br />Chherakhora jama pore<br />Haat baariye daray;<br />Vanga khelnay anondo pay<br />Nalar jole jhapay...<br /><br />Footpath e haath mele dey<br />Aadhuli poisa futo;<br />Sobuj baatir wrong route-e<br />Kheluk saap-ludo.<br /><br />Dekhe vaabi esab niyei<br />Aache ora besh;<br />Moi diye opore uthe<br />Saap er mukhe sesh...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-7693026685402824887?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-16445919527271180762009-06-02T23:11:00.000+05:302009-06-02T23:12:29.057+05:30Ichhedanay urey,<br />Jedin chole geli...<br />Bole jaasni amaay;<br />Keno Vaalobese chhili?<br /><br />Tor kotha mone porle,<br />Mone aagun pushi;<br />Keu amaay daakena ekhhon<br />Chokhe niye khusi.<br /><br />Haatina ar railing dhore...<br />Vaasina sopno purey;<br />Barandate bosey thaaki..<br />Mon ta kharap kore.<br /><br />Shada kuashar araale ekhono...<br />toke vebei haansi;<br />Ghumer ghore ekhono je...<br />Tokei Vaalobasi...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-1644591952727118076?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-82709737448027927082009-05-15T23:49:00.000+05:302009-05-16T00:10:50.970+05:30Hoyto....<br />sudhui vaabna,<br />Opurno, obastob<br />Kothor ba ghor bastob!<br /><br />Kiser vabna janina<br />keno vabi jante chaina,<br />harano chhobi odekhai thaake<br />Keu dekhena, khujeo pherena.<br /><br />Vebechilam sajabo sopno<br />moner ronger ramdhanu te,<br />Rong dhorlona sei berongin<br />shada kalo chhobir buke.<br /><br />Vebechilaam koto kichui,<br />sukher pakhi, sonar kathi...<br />Poth vulechhe, venge gechhe<br />Aami nodir dhare bose...<br />Majhir opekhay cheye thaaki.<br /><br /><br /><br />Trying my hand in writing after quite a long time...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8270973744802792708?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-34293142826168186412009-02-09T14:46:00.000+05:302009-02-09T15:13:02.876+05:30Shunyo gorvo bilaas<br /> Taar arek naam- Vaalobasa;<br /> Thik jemon bristi veja matir soda gondhe<br />Aar, Ekjoraa ushno thonter chhonyay<br />Daana mele; Kichhu aasha, ar kichhu uchhasha!<br /><br />Hothat paaoa<br /> Ekta bilasi shiter dupur,<br /> Chokhe ghum, ushno sannidhye aador,<br />Aar tarpor, Dupur goriye bikel-sondhye aabar.<br /><br />Ekta table<br /> Duto mukhomukhi manush.....aar<br /> Duto aadh khaoa coffee cup;<br /> Boye jaoa onek muhurto;<br />Aar, ushno coffeer dhonya otha uttap, tobuo niruttap!<br /><br />Kokhono chokhe chokh rekhe hoto<br /> duiye duiye chaar;<br />Aar aaj, esab haariye paaoa noy,<br /> Sudhui hishaber onker byavichaar!<br /><br />Hariye fela ghonisthota<br /> Phire ki kokhono aase?<br /> Sei jemon na shona biner banshi;<br />Meghe dhaka Aadhkhana chaander haansi.<br /><br />Govir raater sopnei bujhi<br /> Daana mele sesab aasha;<br />Oleek, Shunyo gorvo bilaas;<br /> Jaar arek naam- Vaalobasa!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-3429314282616818641?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-68187909369891999172009-01-12T21:20:00.000+05:302009-01-12T21:21:24.555+05:30MAA...<br />vaalo aachho?<br />roj sokaler judho...<br />Sobar mon jitte tumi...<br />Diner seshe klanto..<br />Ektu bishram cheye shranto...<br /><br />MAA<br />tumi kemon aachho?<br />Kemon chhile?<br />Sei chhotto tumi...<br />Hoyto amaari moton...<br />Naki onnorokom tumi?<br /><br />MAA<br />din shuru hoy tomay dekhe,<br />tomaro ki hoto taai?<br />Naki tomar jibon chhilo<br />Onek beshi kothin,<br />Onek chorai utraai?<br /><br />MAA<br />jaanina kemon chhilo sedin,<br />Jaani tobe, sedin chhilo<br />taai aaj tumi emon;<br />sabar majhe sera;<br />"Maa er cheye vaalo aachhi"<br />bolbo na to aami..<br />tomar jonnyo chinechi duniya,<br />kharap vaaloy cholte...<br />tomar sathe vaalo aachhi...<br />Setaai chaai bolte..."<br /><br />Maa er cheye vaalo?Jaanina seta kemon...somosto kaaj kormer majheo amaar din er shuru maa er saathe..r sesh o taai..klanto din er seshe baari phire maa er sathe 10mins kotha..shorir kharape maa ese pashe boshe mathay haat dile...amaar ostitwo to sei manushtar thekei.. manush tar chhotobela, kaishor jemoni chhilo, se orokom chhilo taai se amaake nijeke jibone egote shikhiyechhe...taai "Maa er theke vaalo aachhi" eta bola hoyto meye hoye kokhonoi somvob noy....<br /><br />(Writing this one for a magazine....)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6818790936989199917?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-17734322336855842552008-12-01T00:22:00.000+05:302008-12-04T17:08:10.920+05:30Jolechhilo dhuper kathi ta...<br /><br />Aami boli...<br />Purchhe...jibon<br /><br />Tumi bolle...<br />Jibon pore na...manush-i poraye..<br />Abar manush-i jol diye banchaye!!<br /><br />Kintu amaar chokh bole...<br />purchhe jibon...manusher......<br />purchhe manush-o.....<br />manushe e poray....manush e pore....<br />kokhono bhitore...kokhono baaire<br />kokhono soshobde....kokhono ba nirobe<br /><br />Tumi maante chao na...bole otho..<br />Abar manush-i banchaye....manush-i hashaye...<br />Manush-i agun nebhaye...<br /><br />Haanste thaaki shune...Bole uthi..<br />Agun jaliye.....Manush-e nevaay<br />Betha diye... sei komay...<br />Manush e bachhay....kintu sei to kaanday!!<br /><br />Shada canvas e...kaalo kaali....<br />aami boli aandhar...tumi bolo chhaya<br />noshto chhobi...<br />Aami boli aborjona...<br />Tumi bolo maya...<br /><br />Hothat dur er majhe...<br />Dur digonte shada-kaalo...<br />Aami boli raat naamchhe...<br />Tumi bolo; sondhe elo...<br /><br />Aaj hothat sab elomelo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-1773432233685584255?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-26455180619632477082008-11-11T00:12:00.000+05:302008-11-11T00:13:37.751+05:30The green leaf<br />And the black eye;<br />Create a sensation<br />With a hidden sigh!!!<br /><br />Holding hands<br />Or kissing again;<br />Heart is crying<br />It’s all about brain!!!<br /><br />Nice words <br />Long lost music<br />Lost somewhere<br />Like a broken brick!!!<br /><br />Silence silence<br />Come to me please;<br />I am lost in sound<br />Let my heart release!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2645518061963247708?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-6323556862712521412008-10-27T21:59:00.000+05:302008-10-27T22:07:08.130+05:30I have been through darkness...<br />I have been through deadly downs;<br />Then I have seen a new sunrise...<br />Now, life doesn't seem like a clown.<br /><br />I want to get back the love...<br />Tell me the way to your heart;<br />Show me the inspiration,<br />Not just another negotiation.<br /><br />Do not just be there in the night...<br />Be there even in the daylight;<br />Not only the darkness of my life...<br />But also the ups and downs of twilight.<br /><br />I know........<br />I've blown many options...<br />Some of my own creations;<br />Today, I just need some inspiration;<br />Don't give me another negotiation.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-632355686271252141?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-42672852200038434232008-09-09T00:06:00.000+05:302008-09-12T20:25:10.791+05:30Kokhono bristi veja ekla mathe bose<br />Kokhono ba dhu dhu roddur makha<br />Duto haat bujhi koto kacha kachi<br />kokhono ba noishobder ojanay vese....<br /><br />niribili eka pothe haanta<br />ba tomar chokhe chokh rakha...<br />kobitar khata niye vaabi<br />bastob naki chupkotha?<br /><br />pashapashi koto poth chola;<br />kohkono ba sudhu bose thaka...<br />aadh khaoa coffee cup chhuye...<br />sporshe te valobasha makha.<br /><br />dekhecho ki bhirer majhe khuje<br />valobasha hariyeche kotha?<br />hoyto ba sudhu lukochuri<br />Chhuye dekha kichhu govirota...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-4267285220003843423?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-20761983459160092982008-08-16T00:01:00.000+05:302008-11-14T22:27:26.094+05:30Charidike stobdhota!<br />Nei sei mughdhota;<br /><br />Khoniker kothokota,<br />Mounomukhorota.<br /><br />Veja chokhe nirobota<br />Obujh ek katorota.<br /><br />Thonte sudhu chupkotha<br />Otit er haansimakha.<br /><br />Hariye khuji setha;<br />Lukiye aache jetha...<br /><br />Purono mughdhota...<br />Kichhu kotha...Betha...<br />Ar Valobasha....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2076198345916009298?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-68111629386463755362008-07-29T21:35:00.000+05:302008-07-29T21:41:28.851+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.russianspy.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/baghdad_terrorism.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.russianspy.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/baghdad_terrorism.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault">What is terrorism? Terrorism involves extraordinary brutality. It is intended to create enormous fear and involves a planned attack for a purpose, often against something or someone. But sometimes for no reason also. Terrorism is a show full of violence. There is no difference between the motives of various terrorist attacks. Only the way of execution is different. The terrorists want to create fear so that leadership will be questioned. The terrorists want an audience such as a rival ethnic group, a religious group, or an entire country. The terrorists want this audience to experience far-reaching fear.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault">Who is called “Terrorist?” For some The Iraqi’s are terrorists. But for the Iraqi’s it’s <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">America</st1:place></st1:country-region>. Well there is no internationally agreed definition for this. But for us the word terrorist brings fear. Fear of losing our dear and near one’s and even our own lives.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault">Terrorism reminds us 9/11, it reminds us UN blast in <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Baghdad</st1:city></st1:place>. And not to forget what happened few days ago in <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Bangalore</st1:city></st1:place>.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault"><span style=""> </span>The word “suicide bomber” creates panic in our heart. We saw, we read and we fear.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault"><span style=""> </span>But nobody tries to look inside. Why this crusade of terrorism?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">Inadequate democracy and corrupt standards of governance in many Islamic countries may also be a contributory factor in the supply of self killing bombers. Young people who are at a loss dislocated from the state and its institutions are vulnerable to the false promises of jihadism.<span class="rcdefault"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault">We know “Al-Qaeda”, Talibani’s and “Jihadi’s” . But we don’t identify with their motives. But do they identify with ours?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault">Instead what we are doing is “Counter-Terrorism”. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault">That means we are terrorist too. Are we? <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="rcdefault">For us “no, we are not”. For them “yes, we are”.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:12;" >With this world full of terrorists the mantra became “We will kill them all”.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6811162938646375536?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-8899453569067177592008-05-01T00:37:00.000+05:302008-08-16T00:45:03.397+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lailasamburu.l.a.pic.centerblog.net/w2ohjsgo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://lailasamburu.l.a.pic.centerblog.net/w2ohjsgo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dark cloud<br />In the sky;<br />Days are hot<br />Bright and dry!!!<br /><br />End seemed so near;<br />Yet I survived<br />Out of fear.<br /><br />Fire and smoke;<br />Burn my eyes!!!<br />Everyday...<br />My heart cries.<br /><br />Crazy to solve the jigsaw<br />Day by day<br />Life has become<br />A seesaw.<br /><br /><br />Burning pain<br />All the time;<br />Living life...<br />Seems like crime.<br /><br />Fighting it<br />Became my trend...<br />Can't help...<br />Itz life...My best friend.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-889945356906717759?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-11566218773806880152008-04-22T23:49:00.000+05:302009-06-23T23:52:16.734+05:30I don't always tell you,<br />That the joy you bring;<br />Brightened my way...<br /><br />I don't always tell you,<br />Your smile...<br />Makes me smile;<br />The tears you've made<br />Happy by sharing<br />You cared...<br /><br />I don't always tell you,<br />That the love you give<br />Brightened everyday I live.<br /><br />I don't always tell you,<br />That you eyes...<br />Touche my senses;<br />Gives me comfort,<br />With hugs and kisses.<br /><br />Makes me feel you closer...<br />Even when you are too far;<br />But the most important of all<br />You cherish my hopes and dreams.<br /><br />I don't always tell you,<br />How much I love you<br />The memories we've known<br />All the laughter and fun.<br /><br />And I just want to say<br />On this day, I set apart...<br />Darling I love you..<br />With all my heart.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-1156621877380688015?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-70658278320699494892008-04-18T22:53:00.000+05:302008-04-18T23:08:11.214+05:30Everyday...<br />It kills my life,<br />With a sharp knife!<br />Blood flows everyside;<br />And I scream everynight.<br /><br />Every new day,<br />Comes with same old ray;<br />And...<br />I wish it to turn night;<br />Mystic starry and bright.<br />Life stops me then...<br />With illusions<br />To capture my brain.<br />Hope and dreams to<br />Hold me back;<br />Courage to break them...<br />I alwayz lack.<br /><br />Losing my mind it seems<br />Or just another illuding scream!<br />Lost as dark is lost in dark;<br />Invisible as spark <br />Is visible in sparks.<br /><br />Closing my eyes....<br />I wont do;<br />As I call it desert of life...<br />and I want to know...<br /><br />I want to know<br />The end of pain;<br />Want to know where...<br />Happiness in tears do rain!!!<br /><br />Want to send u...<br />The Rainy smell;<br />To ring your heart's bell.<br />To let you know...<br />It's life - taught me....<br />To love you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-7065827832069949489?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-86217139974977214622008-03-09T10:13:00.000+05:302008-03-09T10:29:06.407+05:30It sometimes takes me <br />By surprize... <br />Your eyes hit Just between <br />My eyes.<br />A smile and <br />Small kiss for me <br />Sometime feels <br />So dreamy!!! <br />And when <br />the dreams comes true... <br />It seems closing my eyes <br />To not to feel blue. <br /><br />Always l will be here, <br />Holding hands forever<br />coloring your silence<br />Removing all the tears,<br />My heart will be here <br />waiting for you; <br />Only for you dear...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8621713997497721462?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1470475712903271432008-01-26T21:22:00.000+05:302008-01-26T22:51:48.584+05:30When afternoon comes<br />to meet evening...<br />The wind starts flirting<br />Silence starts singing;<br />Loneliness laughing!<br /><br />But...<br />My anger feels nothing.<br /><br />Rain starts dancing;<br />Birds are partying...<br /><br />But...<br />Anger denies everything.<br /><br />The winter breeze<br />Washes my tear...<br />And bring to me<br />A flowing river...<br /><br />Darkness thickens<br />Becomes darker...<br />And suddenly<br />It was full of cracker!!!<br /><br />Love speaks;<br /><br />"Life full of lights,<br />Look at it;<br />Starry and so bright..."<br /><br />Tears start vanishing<br />And becomes pearl...when<br />Moon sent his message<br />"Look at me...My girl"<br /><br />I felt warmth<br />And close my eyes;<br />Felt your kiss<br />On my lips.<br /><br />Don't come...<br />Screams anger!!!<br />Love smiles;<br />"Come closer"...<br /><br />Night comes<br />With magical moonbeam<br />And we slept...<br />Inside our dream...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-147047571290327143?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-7492780233300781982008-01-18T23:20:00.000+05:302008-01-18T23:39:19.852+05:30Monta udaas holo abaar,<br />Ure chole gelo bohudur,<br />Haaralo se koto ochena;<br />Koto nishobdo ekla dupur...<br /><br />Ami bose roi saanjher aashay;<br />Jodi ase se sujan-majhi,<br />Koto dheu periye ochenar khoje<br />Niye jete hobe raaji...<br /><br />Aami konodin dub dite chaini,<br />Jete chaaini otoler gohone;<br />Tobu dube gechi kaalo joler niche,<br />Mishe gechi jibon- morone...<br /><br />Aaj bose aachhi tor dike taakiye;<br />Bariyechi mor haat;<br />Jete chas jodi aye mor saathe,<br />Hoyto Kete jaabe ei raat...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-749278023330078198?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-58161428283055553152008-01-07T20:29:00.000+05:302008-01-07T20:30:03.775+05:30Erokom keno hoy je amra ja bhabi seta hoy na?<br />Jeta korte chai seta korte paari na?<br />Erokom keno hoy je amader past ta read-only, r future ta not accessible? <br /><br />Jaanina, hoyto amader mon ta sab somoy jeta kothin jeta jana nei sei ojanar dike tene niye jay...<br />sobai kei ki niye jay?<br />naki sudhu amaake?<br /><br />Proshno gulor utor paoa keno jay na?<br />Din er por din jokhon prosno gulo moner modhye ghore uttor gulo paoa jay na...<br />Tarpor jedin prosno gulo palte jay uttor ta tokhon keno paai?<br /><br />Xam sesh hobar por ki ar sei prosno gulor value thaake?<br /><br />Janina...<br />Tobe amaar kachhe thaake na...<br /><br />Read-only file access kore kono laav hoy na....<br /><br />Life is alwayz enjoyable to me... atleast I try to do that...<br />& that very moment life started throwing challenges to me...<br /><br />I enjoy that.. I love to see myself as a winner...<br />Tobe sab juddho ki jeta jay?<br /><br />For me life is a journey...where we meet loads of people...<br />Some of them become friends.. some remain unknown... some find their station in the mid-way...<br />& some of them becomes companions for the rest of the journey...<br />& the journey is full of adventure....<br />a journey towards unknown destination....<br /><br />tobu hariye jete ichhe hoy majhe majhe..hoyto...<br />Ojanar kachhe...Ojanaar pothe...Ojanaar kole....matha rekhe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-5816142828305555315?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-6433930559632342322007-11-19T23:01:00.000+05:302007-11-19T23:19:16.387+05:30Cold cold breeze<br />on my face;<br />Icy cool drops...of rain;<br />Taking me to a trip to<br />Down memory lane.<br /><br />The lanes become<br />Dark and dirty;<br />Rain becomes faster;<br />Nothingness...caught me then,<br />When I become a loner again...<br /><br />What is there left to say,<br />May be...I wasn't right anyway<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-643393055963234232?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-71347672189575948432007-10-21T11:09:00.000+05:302007-10-21T11:10:57.777+05:30Slowly, Silently<br />Darkness falls down<br />in my mind;<br />With the touch...<br />Warmth of your breath;<br />Passion...one of a kind.<br /><br />I became dead once;<br />Because of my poisonous love<br />for you...<br />But I fought back<br />To won the battle;<br />Do you know?<br /><br />And today I'm alive...<br />No more death...<br />Itz life... I do believe.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-7134767218957594843?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-34703943803517751822007-09-02T23:00:00.000+05:302007-09-02T23:10:11.985+05:30[PENNED IT DOWN IN MOBILE.....WITHOUT ANY THOUGHT...]<br /><br />Just now<br />I felt helpless;<br />Just now<br />I felt your embrace.<br />Just now<br />I wanted to runaway<br />Just now<br />You've shown me the right way.<br />Just now<br />I closed my eyes in dark;<br />Just now<br />You brought to me the right mark.<br />Just now<br />I wanted to die!!!<br />Just now<br />You asked me to give it a try.<br />Just now<br />I found you nowhere...<br />Just now<br />I saw you came closer.<br />Just now<br />I wanted to count what I have<br />I found nothing but your love.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-3470394380351775182?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-8060610524681014282007-07-31T22:42:00.000+05:302007-07-31T22:44:20.882+05:30The flood of emotion…<br />Has started again;<br />While I was walking…<br />Down the memory lane.<br /><br />It seemed a long ago…<br />I traveled this way;<br />With no one to call friend…<br />With no place to stay!!!<br /><br />I then found a new lane;<br />Where I wanted to die;<br />Where I wanted to survive;<br />Where I became insane!!!<br /><br />And all my emotions died…<br />But I survived!!!<br />The ebb of emotion<br />With no love…only rage…<br />With less smile…lesser courage.<br /><br />The memory lane…<br />Where I lost my soul;<br />There I found light today…<br />All colours…but not grey.<br /><br />I found it back;<br />The rainbow of emotions…<br />The shining smile…<br />The raining tears…<br />The warm affection…and care.<br /><br />With tears rolling down<br />I found myself standing <br />At the graveyard of my past…<br />Staring at a new dawn…<br />A new beginning atlast<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-806061052468101428?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-61043777361367305992007-07-27T15:01:00.000+05:302008-03-29T14:11:00.561+05:30I got tagged by my friend Bubai aka Sushir Rahaman....nearly 2weeks ago..but I failed to manage some time for this post...so a gig SORRY to him :)<br /><br />So, please hold ur breath...<br /><br />1.)I sometimes try to write some useless things...& for that I love to think myself as a poem writter.<br /><br />2.)Nodoubt I'm a dreamer...but only dreamz...no nightmares[:P]<br /><br />3.)I'm quite a crackpot...all the strangest things alwyz happen to me[:P]<br /><br />4.)I believe I'm the worst person u can have ever seen...<br /><br />5.)I'm alwyz into muzic..my 2nd 3rd or 4th love may be(pun intended)<br /><br />6.)Books-thats one thing my passion....<br /><br />7.)oh & yaa..photography started being my hobby now a dayz[:P]<br /><br />8.) may be the most whimsical one on this earth...i love everything & nothing at the same time...<br /><br />but still i love to love & being in love...hate to hate & being hated...<br /><br />now anything left????did u really get anything from this???[:P]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6104377736136730599?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-72529867587969576002007-06-28T20:26:00.000+05:302007-06-28T20:45:20.486+05:30Some bloody things I need to say,<br />Please don't runaway...<br />When you come closer<br />I wanna love you forever...<br /><br /><br />I wish I was your love<br />I wish you were mine.<br />I watch your smile;<br />I watch when you are crying.<br />Oh! I wish you were mine!<br /><br />And then...<br />Life took an "U"-turn;<br />I couldn't find the way to return.<br />I was stuck in that dark!!!<br />Couldn't even see any mark...<br /><br />I was lost inside myself,<br />Emptiness hold me...my innerself.<br />Tired I was...broken from inside<br />Just then you came like a lightening tide!!!<br /><br />I was crying in the dark...was trying to hold on<br />No one could hear...I was all alone...<br />All that I craved someone to love...<br />You make me close my eyes...and hold your hand<br />I...that time felt your warmth...<br /><br />A new path you made...saved me from death;<br />Came so closer...became my lover.<br />Now something...i wanna say...<br />I know you won't runaway...<br />All I need is you...only you;<br />Oh darling! be mine...I love you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-7252986758796957600?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-4081864797408898302007-06-24T20:47:00.000+05:302007-06-24T20:59:38.483+05:30Life has become a medley<br />Of pain and tear.<br />Nothing did seem clear.<br />Everything became so obscure<br />And dark…<br />Even light used to make me nark!!!<br />Was lost inside a maze;<br />Wish I could become raze.<br />But I got over;<br />Didn’t end my life with<br />A razor!!!<br />And then I saw another sight<br />So full of light;<br />With no grudges of past<br />I stand up from the<br />Poisonous dust…<br />And there began a new journey,<br />With love, faith and trust.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-408186479740889830?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-72733884392205436012007-06-09T20:52:00.000+05:302007-06-09T20:54:54.085+05:30<table border="0" cellpadding="0" style="border-collapse: collapse" width="182" id="table1" height="202" bordercolorlight="#ECEBF1" bordercolordark="#E9DFD1" bordercolor="#C0C0C0"><br /> <tr><td height="19" ></td></tr><tr><td bordercolor="#C0C0C0"><br /> <embed src="http://lb.lyricsdownload.com/2/fla/53.swf?passid=1820955-20797698&p_varlista=1&ida=1820955" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="transparent" width="180" height="200" name="lyricsbox20" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /><br /> </td></tr><tr><td height="19" ><center><a target="_blank" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/sting-lyrics.html">STING lyrics</a></center></td></tr></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-7273388439220543601?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-52942920372798618322007-05-29T23:22:00.000+05:302007-05-29T23:40:41.364+05:30DEDICATED TO- ABHIRUP CHAKRABARTY <br />Written down while I was standing at a ghaat...<br /><br />I sensed the breeze<br />On my face...<br />Cold... Wet...<br />I heard the sound<br />of water...<br />Silent... Sweet...<br />I saw the twilight<br />Black... Dark...<br />I felt the sky higher<br />Clouds... Sparks...<br />And then,<br />I saw the rain coming...<br /><br /><br />WHERE ARE YOU?<br /><br />I wanna get drenched in rain...<br />Only with you...<br /><br />&Atlast with a phone call...<br /><br />Rain has come...<br />Along with you...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-5294292037279861832?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-29514565881063761112007-05-02T14:13:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:04:01.304+05:30You saved my heart<br />Without knowing me;<br />You saved my dream<br />When you heard my scream...<br />My soul was lost<br />It was then saved by you...<br />You came into my life;<br />You...saved my life.<br /><br />You helped me out;<br />Why did you do it?<br />I don't know the reason;<br />Don't even want to...<br />All I know that<br />You were like a shower<br />On a deserted flower.<br /><br />It was time<br />To sink or to swim...<br />When...you came along;<br />You pulled me out...<br />Of the troubles...<br />I was in.<br /><br />I stopped myself from<br />Finding a way of my own;<br />I don't know<br />How did you know...that<br />I was alone.<br /><br />I was hanging by a thread<br />I was sinking... and<br />I was waiting to become dead!!!<br /><br />You came...And<br />You've shown me colours...of life...<br />You saved my life...<br />You became my life!!!<br />And made my life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2951456588106376111?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-13340848299780093002007-04-10T23:46:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:05:42.210+05:30For you<br /><br />I am not yours, not lost in you,<br />Not lost, although I long to be<br />Lost as a candle lit at noon,<br />Lost as a snowflake in the sea.<br /><br />You love me, and I find you still<br />A spirit beautiful and bright,<br />Yet I am I, who long to be<br />Lost as a light is lost in light.<br /><br />Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out<br />My senses, leave me deaf and blind,<br />Swept by the tempest of your love,<br />A taper in a rushing wind.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-1334084829978009300?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-62752017248903347162007-04-02T15:03:00.001+05:302007-06-27T23:08:30.193+05:30I wanna say My heartiest sorry to some people.....<br /><br />Behind the closed door<br />One small bed;<br />You and me...<br />Standing on the floor...<br /><br />I felt love;<br />I felt warmth<br />And I made love!!!<br />But I don't know how,<br />I missed you!!!<br /><br />I closed my eyes;<br />I felt you...<br />Inside me!!!<br />I smiled;<br />I cried;<br />I shouted;<br />I lost it...<br />I lost it all... to you!!!<br /><br />But,<br />It wasn't you...<br />It can never be you.<br />But the touch was yours!!!<br />Inside my mind,<br />I made myself blind...<br />And opened up my mind...<br /><br />But<br />Don't ever close your eyes...<br />And never open up your mind.<br />I'm your present<br />And I stay there inside your mind...<br />That's all you'll able to find!!!<br /><br />So, Don't ever close your eyes;<br />I don't want you to pay the price.<br />You are the winner...<br />Don't make yourself the looser!!!<br />I've seen your soul<br />Which you never knew... That i could...<br />May be, it was a sin<br />But your soul...there I've seen...<br />Who are you...<br />The real you!!!<br /><br />I'm a creep:<br />A fucking nonsense!!!<br />So, don't close your eyes...<br />On my word...<br />That makes no sense...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6275201724890334716?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-2057986516977442962007-04-02T14:55:00.000+05:302007-04-02T17:06:01.904+05:30<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >This one is the most arbitly written poem ever by me... it has no start & no end...sorry to all</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >You are a drug</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >I'm addicted...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >I'm affected...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >I'm rejected!!!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >It's irony...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >That you are my medicine.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >But I don't need it!!!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Loving you is a sin;</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >A crime Which is only mine...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >And yet I don't want medicine,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Angel of Death is calling...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-205798651697744296?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-21416441533545243062007-04-02T14:46:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:09:13.076+05:30Aaj hothat<br />akash ta abaar mone holo chena,<br />Aaj hothat<br />abaar jeno holam aanmona..<br />Aaj hothat<br />haariye gelam otit din er srote;<br />Aaj hothat<br />abaar ichhe holo amaar ushno hote...<br />Aaj hothat<br />Tomar smriti phirchhe baarbaar,<br />Aaj ki tobe<br />tomay aami haralam abaar...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-2141644153354524306?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-74420424883582451002007-03-20T15:38:00.000+05:302007-03-20T15:40:02.241+05:30It's a beautiful day<br />A lovely morning;<br />Sounds of wind...<br />A brand new day...<br /><br />Two faces are there,<br />The day... The Sun...<br />The flicker of hope;<br />The power of light...<br />So bright...<br />Making me blind...<br /><br />The opposite face<br />The blue poison...The Night!<br />The Moon...The dark light...<br /><br />You are my Sun;<br />You are my moon...<br />You are the ray<br />Not only Moon;<br />Not only Sun...<br />To my mind;<br />It's a full day<br />A beautiful day.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-7442042488358245100?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-5541706452045479672007-03-07T14:45:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:11:26.367+05:30Dedicated to- To the biggest IDIOT (The Abnormal ) of this earth<br />Sorry for dedicating...<br /><br />In my dream...<br />I look back<br />to that day...<br />the day when<br />I was me...<br /><br />The joy of innocence...<br />with pure heart;<br />the day of smile,<br />without being hurt...<br /><br />I desire a time<br />A time for nothing,<br />Just you and me...<br />And silence...<br />When we talk nothing...<br /><br />Your arms around<br />my shoulder...<br />To offer me rest.<br />With warmth and care.<br /><br />I won't ask for love<br />That's not mine.<br />But You can't be lost...<br />You were never mine...<br /><br />I never own you;<br />I cannot even ask for.<br />I find myself lonely...<br />At the core.<br /><br />I don't know<br />What i want,<br />Just like a puppet;<br />I'm playing my part...<br /><br />Don't come<br />To save me...<br />This is my world<br />The real me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-554170645204547967?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-68631082171264694912007-02-26T23:08:00.000+05:302007-02-27T15:03:51.861+05:30I am the sun...<br />I am the rain;<br /><br />I am the smile...<br />I am the pain.<br /><br />I am the white...<br />I am the dark;<br /><br />I am the cold...<br />I am the spark.<br /><br />I am the night...<br />I am the day;<br /><br />I am the black...<br />I am the ray.<br /><br />I am the mother...<br />I am the whore;<br /><br />I am the the lady<br />lying on the shore...<br /><br />I am the love;<br />I am the hurt!!!<br /><br />I am you,<br />You are heart...<br /><br />I am life<br />I am death...<br /><br />I am beginning<br />And the end!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6863108217126469491?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-46970576906798922732007-02-19T12:00:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:50:43.059+05:30To Mr.Valentine,<br /><br /> Hope everything is okay there in heaven..hope u r in heaven....so howz life there?<br />we all celebrate ur death day....a pure gimmic....<br /> people find a partner this time...& next year they find another one.... we feel so lonely without a partner that day...&amp; do u know wat we call our partner??? VALENTINE!!!<br /> Ur death made this day so FUCKING SPECIAL...don't u feel proud?<br />u should.....after all noneelse have aday by their name on their death day...<br /><br />thanking u,<br />Nabanita<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-4697057690679892273?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-69189673619155889672007-02-15T22:58:00.000+05:302007-02-20T10:01:37.208+05:30<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Feeling blue...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Mid of roses...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Color...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Of flower...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Heart is crying...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >It's true...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >I don't know...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >My heart's desire...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Eyes are raining...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Gloomy season...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >I want to run...away...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Far... and far...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Love is in the air...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Moon is so clear...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Candles are glowing...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >But eyes are raining...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Far away from shining...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Blue is mind...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Blue is heart...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Blue is feelings...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Rainbow gone...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Gone the rainbow...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Cold breeze....on my face...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >I... close my eyes...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Close eyes don't pain...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >And now...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >There is only rain...</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-6918967361915588967?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-88789231601674597162007-02-09T13:37:00.000+05:302009-06-22T23:43:24.734+05:30Dedicated to- Shuvadeep Ghosh<br />Sorry to- Shuvadeep Ghosh<br /><br />A long night...<br />No one inside,<br />Scattered dreams...<br />Hot tears...<br />Rolling down...<br />down...<br />and down...<br /><br />I've seen him<br />In all hues...<br />All through smile<br />and joys...<br />But never<br />to a river of tears....<br />may be,<br />I never seen<br />him all...<br />Endless memories<br />laughter and worries<br />trudge me back...<br />Those golden days<br />Gone...<br />Gone are those days...<br /><br />I never know<br />I could be lost,<br />so lost...<br />Ever in my life<br />Days go on...<br />Life moves on...<br />Only I am in<br />some deep slumber...<br /><br />The ending seems<br />Nearer...<br />I can feel it<br />Closer...<br />Closer...<br />And closer...<br /><br />I want to lie down<br />Next to him<br />In the shores....<br />I have known<br />All the life...<br />The rainbow<br />of feelings...<br />I could possibly<br />ever know...<br /><br />I wish<br />To look back again<br />On the very few<br />Times of mine...<br />When I would wake up<br />With a smile...<br />And a flicker of hope<br />To be with him...<br /><br />I've always wondered<br />Who he was...<br />Without whom<br />My days are like hell<br />Night seems to be<br />Endless deep pits<br />Where I tread along<br />As if in a trance...<br /><br />I know<br />It's high time<br />to move on...<br />But each step<br />of mine... ahead...<br />Brings in to my mind<br />His foot prints...<br /><br />the prints<br />so hardly fixed...<br /><br />I know<br />The pain he felt<br />Was for me...<br />The pain of<br />Leaving me astray...<br />But...<br />he's gone...<br />Away...<br />Away...<br />And away...<br /><br />And me?<br />I don't know...<br />Where to go...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8878923160167459716?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-47740903491501461812007-02-06T23:34:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:13:45.810+05:30Declaration:- Any similarities with anybody is purely coincidental....<br /><br />Jiboner pothe roj hete chola...<br />koto shoto chhobi roj muchhe fela...<br />haansi haansi mukhe koto byatha na bola...<br />jibiter bhire mrito khunje chola...<br />haranor shoke paoa vule jaoa....<br />onuvutihim manusher kaaya...<br /><br />(A journey through life...<br />erasing so many pictures from mind...<br />a face with smile... and heart with hidden pain<br />searching death among lives...<br />we r becoming feelingless creature called human...)<br /><br />Why the feelingless creature human suffers from pain?<br />why...<br />why...<br />why?????????????????<br /><br />why itz so tough to adjust even for them... whom everyone knows as "HEART-BREAKER"....<br />does that mean... a Heart Breaker has no heart?<br />Does that mean a heart Breaker doesn't feel any pain when the heart breaks into pieces?<br /><br />Why does The heart Breaker fails to cry?<br />Why does the person laugh when actually he/she is crying inside...<br />Why does it hurt so much???<br /><br />IRONY.... & RIDICULE.....<br /><br />again I'm throwing loads of questions...which have no answers....<br />haa haa haa haa....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-4774090349150146181?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-85021304864251140192007-02-01T13:47:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:15:13.839+05:30Special thanks to- Sudipto Mukherji<br /><br />Tomorrow is never guaranteed<br />we take for granted time<br />and all our worthwhile deeds<br />if i should die before i wake<br />and the lord my soul does take<br />i have felt the earthquake<br />understand my bliss<br />know before i die<br />that i have never felt so nice<br />in the spirit of your arms<br /><br />Tomorrow- a big word...a big uncertainty...<br />But do present means anything???<br />Present too is nothing but uncertainty.. nothing but pain...<br />Then why tomorrow only?<br />May be itz better for my heart to die before i wake...<br />But my conscience will not allow it...<br /><br />So, in the end...this poem again representing nothing....as usual<br />Forgive me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-8502130486425114019?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-51351057350429378122007-01-28T23:51:00.001+05:302007-06-27T23:18:34.241+05:30Dedicated to- HIM<br />Special Thanks to my Friend Rwik-This is his story (or should i say,reality)<br />"Tere pyaar mein kaise jiye hum....<br />Jala hai yeh dil...<br />Yeh aankhein huyi nam..."<br /><br />What lines....<br />Meaningless...<br />Bullshits...<br /><br />pyaar= love=timepass=timewaste...<br /><br />love?? what the hell is love?<br />does anyone know?<br /><br />someone told me years ago, love means to have someone as ur companion,in good or bad.in sorrows, in happiness, in pains.love means someone whom u need always....<br /><br />But may be love is a fucking word...there is nothing called love...<br />the person u always need, u always miss... howz it feel when that person refuses....<br /><br />god damn it....<br />god damn it....<br />god damn it....<br /><br />what is the solution?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-5135105735042937812?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1167922289537054832007-01-04T19:55:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:23:53.811+05:30A new year<br />begins<br />with a blast<br />of fun...<br />in the sky...<br />but<br />not for all...<br />I saw,<br />the moonless night...up<br />behind fun<br />so dark<br />from inside...<br /><br />The first night...<br />has secrets<br />in its mind...<br />has tears<br />and pains...<br /><br />look...<br />they are dancing<br />in rain...<br />and here<br />someone is<br />cutting vein...<br /><br />does hurting a heart<br />give pain?<br />and<br />breaking a heart???<br />.........................................<br />.........................................<br />the night smiles...<br />the curse...<br />the black<br />says, "come on"<br />this is life<br />which 'can cut a heart<br />by a<br />sharp knife...<br /><br /><br />The first night<br />bleeds pain...<br />while cutting<br />the vein...<br /><br />someone cries...<br />shouts...<br />"life is a bluff<br />stop this game...<br />because...<br />I'm having pain..."<br /><br />The night<br />becomes black<br />its bloody smile<br />becomes laughter...<br />It says,<br />"It's the curse<br />of life...<br />It's the curse<br />of heart...<br />It's the curse<br />of love...<br />It's love<br />brings you<br />to hurt...<br /><br />Meaningless<br />is love...<br />which cuts<br />the heart...<br />So,<br />forget love<br />and<br />avoid being hurt...<br /><br />The truth<br />of life...<br />"Don't die...<br />just<br />Forget love<br />and fly"...<br /><br />May be it doesn't matter whether we love someone or not...it doesn't matter whether we are getting love back or not... because love is unconditional... love can never be selfish... may be thats why even a broken heart sometimes deliver a laughter to its sweetheart... who broke it...<br /><br />IRONY & RIDICULE...!!!<br /><br />Oh! all bullshits...<br /><br />So, just be a successful person...and to become a successful person forget all your feelings... because in the end... Career does matter... heart doesn't...<br /><br />I'm SORRY...<br />i DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116792228953705483?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1166431543907977392006-12-18T14:14:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:27:58.674+05:30Once<br />On a evening<br />Indolence hold my hand<br />And took me<br />To a dark land….<br />It asked me to believe;<br />And I saw<br />Flowers in a dozen…<br />In my mind<br />All of a sudden…<br /><br />And<br />I started my journey…<br />Leaving my root…<br />Behind…<br />So free<br />From mind…<br />But not blind…<br />With trust<br />In my heart…<br />With chances<br />Of getting hurt…<br /><br />I……<br />Saw a spin on path<br />Lights gone…<br />Lighter…<br />Closed my eyes…<br />No roses were there<br />Only another twist<br />On the path…<br />I……<br />Left my desires<br />Only dreams came<br />With me…<br />On desert…<br />On lonely path…<br />In search of light……<br /><br />The search did seem<br />Meaningless…<br />Suddenly…<br />With a fragrance<br />I found a pathway<br />With a new beam of ray…<br /><br />You….<br />Were standing there<br />With stretched arms<br />Full of warmth…<br />As if you crave<br />All my pain<br />On you like rain…<br />That moment…<br />Mesmerized my thought…<br />When I felt no hurt…<br />And found my head<br />Resting…<br />On your shoulder…<br />So happy<br />Felt like dying<br />I couldn’t…<br />But crying…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116643154390797739?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1164786459947398832006-11-29T13:09:00.000+05:302006-11-29T13:17:39.950+05:30<a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1064/2722/1600/727023/collage26.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1064/2722/320/254220/collage26.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Clouds<br />In the sky…<br />Floating.<br />Mind…<br />A river<br />Flowing…<br />Or,<br />Flying high!!!<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Unworthy<br />Oh you!<br />Says brain,<br />See life…<br />Stop<br />Taking pain…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Heart laughs,<br />“I……<br />Have seen pain…<br />Still<br />I laugh…<br />I get wet…<br />In rain…”<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Brain laughs,<br />“You…<br />Are here<br />To live…<br />Not to shed<br />Bloody tear…”<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Clouds<br />Black…<br />Hides sun…<br />It says,<br />“Don’t cry…<br />I will<br />Come back…”<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Life<br />Mortal…<br />Possessions<br />Material…<br />What we feel<br />So unreal…<br />It is real<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >It’s night…<br />When<br />We dream…<br />We desire…<br />We…<br />Close eyes<br />Pain dies???<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >We search<br />Eldorado…<br />A journey<br />Never ending…<br />Destination<br />Seems pseudo…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >World<br />A stage…<br />Clowns<br />Are we…<br />So free<br />But<br />Inside a cage<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" >Distorted…<br />Colorless…<br />It’s death?<br />Oh you<br />Don’t die…<br />Close<br />Your eyes…<br />Fly…<br />There is<br />A sky…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-size:11;" lang="EN-US" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" >Afternoon Sun…<br />On it’s high…<br />Look at it<br />And<br />Close your eye<br />Inside you…<br />See the </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" >moon<br />Even<br />In afternoon…</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116478645994739883?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1162316129787485662006-10-31T23:00:00.000+05:302006-11-02T12:08:24.760+05:30<p class="MsoNormal">Evening sky<br />Depressed sun<br />Going down<br />Emerged<br /><span style="" lang="EN-US">Into dark…</span><o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sky is not black<br />It’s crimson<br />Colour of blood<br />Or, just sky?<br />Unsolved mystery<br />I cry……<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Life<br />Blossoms at night<br />When<br />There is no light<br />Only<br />Passion is bright…<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Night is rainbow<br />Of heaven<br />Or, hell?<br />Of passion<br />Or, pain?<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Dark lanes<br />On earth…<br />On mind…<br />Earth suffocates<br />So am I…<br />Are you blind?<br /><o:p> </o:p><br />Your touch<br />Warm breath<br />You…<br />Oh hell!!!<br />You said,<br />“It’s heaven”!!!<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">“You are lost”<br />Says my brain<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Creation<br />Or, destruction?<br />Pain<br />Or, passion?<br />Life<br />Goes on……<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Night ends<br />Streetlamps went out<br />So as my shout…<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I stop<br />My soul gets lost<br />Once again…<br />To my brain<br />Or, to pain?<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">It’s a new day<br />With nothing new<br />With another evening…<br />With another night…<br />Another fight…<br />Between my soul<br />And my mind…<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I cry……<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I cry<br />For my night…<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">My soul says<br />“Oh, save me”<br />I……….<br />Close my eyes<br />“Forgive me”</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116231612978748566?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1161350453329327532006-10-20T18:42:00.000+05:302007-06-27T23:29:58.352+05:30Raater nirjonotay<br />Tarader majhe<br />Lukiye thaake aandhaar<br /><br />Amar moner majhe<br />Ami phire asi…<br />Tobu baarebaar……<br /><br />Sararaat jege<br />Bhorer sopne<br />Ke jeno jay chhunye<br />Hese uthi aami<br />Chupisaare taar<br />Ushno poros peye…<br /><br />Chokhe rekhe chokh<br />Haate rakhe taar haat<br />Kepe uthi aami…<br />Hoi onto rongo…<br /><br />Tobu jeno aaj<br />Khusi noy mon...<br />Se bujhi harabe...<br />Ei nibir songo…<br />Dite chayna hote<br />Ei sopno ke bhongo…<br /><br />Byakul hridoy kede othe<br />Baarebaare kore prosno<br />Chhere jodi jabei tumi<br />Keno ele mor saamne…<br />Duhaat bariye<br />Apon kore…<br />Niye gele keno…<br />Swarger nondon kanone…<br /><br />Mon bole othe…<br />Kedona hridoy...<br />Valobasha jeno khoniker …<br />chokher joler baandhonete bedhe<br />thaakte bolona take chirokaal…<br /><br />Kono ekkaale…<br />Kono eksthaane…<br />Hoyto peleo paabe…<br />tomar hridoy phire…<br />Pichhutaane bedhe…<br />Hariyona tare…<br />Diyona jete bohudure…<br />Se valobasha chirotore…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116135045332932753?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1161262688301454442006-10-19T18:08:00.000+05:302008-12-02T00:08:16.492+05:30That night... it was year end... nearly 10months ago......<br /><br />He called me up... we're chatting... everything was fine... and I was happy... some problems which were there even a few dayz ago..those were vanished.....<br /><br />But..no..... sometimes life proves us wrong... Dead wrong...<br /><br />we're laughing....and he said... he proposed someone....!!!<br />I couldn't believe my own ears.... I thought he must be joking....<br /><br />No... he wasn't... <br /><br />"Friendship often ends in love...<br />Love in friendship???<br />Never...."<br /><br />It was a test-time for our friendship..which came to a dead end......<br /><br />I thought I can never forgive him... <br /><br />2months later... one night I received a phone call from him... not very casual...but he was trying to... <br /><br />and i was astonished by myself... i saw that i forgave him... i didn't want him to regret..so i smiled.... & talked in a very casual manner...<br /><br />He resumed our friendship...today again we use to talk very friendly... yaa...something is still there in my heart... but...something are never meant for you...<br /><br />Today I am not unhappy....infact very happy with my life...so...thought to share this story in my blog...<br /><br />After all Life goes on...<br /><br />Even Dead ends are not Dead...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116126268830145444?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1161007560592114292006-10-16T19:31:00.000+05:302006-10-16T20:01:37.156+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artscouncil-ni.org/aotm/1999/apr1999.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.artscouncil-ni.org/aotm/1999/apr1999.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.co.in/imgres?imgurl=http://kittyko77.castpost.com/small-girl%7E7.jpg&imgrefurl=http://kittyko77.castpost.com/index.html&amp;amp;amp;amp;h=150&w=150&amp;sz=4&hl=en&amp;start=50&tbnid=1uCblDSVkPbqFM:&amp;amp;amp;amp;tbnh=96&tbnw=96&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dphoto%2Bof%2Ba%2Bsmall%2Bgirl%26start%3D40%26ndsp%3D20%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DN"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.google.co.in/imgres?imgurl=http://kittyko77.castpost.com/small-girl%7E7.jpg&imgrefurl=http://kittyko77.castpost.com/index.html&amp;amp;amp;amp;h=150&w=150&amp;sz=4&hl=en&amp;start=50&tbnid=1uCblDSVkPbqFM:&amp;amp;amp;amp;tbnh=96&tbnw=96&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dphoto%2Bof%2Ba%2Bsmall%2Bgirl%26start%3D40%26ndsp%3D20%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26sa%3DN" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Blue night<br />Dreams come…<br />Dreams gone…<br />A dark room,<br />And<br />A small red light…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">A girl…<br />Sleeping……<br />Unconscious…<br />Dreaming deeply…<br />Smiling…<br />For<br />Someone special…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p>Innocence…<br />On her face,<br />Her dream<br />Makes her smile,<br />She doesn’t know<br />It’s fragile…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">She was crying<br />Before sleeping<br />Then<br />She slept…<br />Frustration<br />Was on her face…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Night is ending<br />I touched her…<br />Wanted<br />To take her<br />To heaven…<br />But…<br />Her soul denies…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">But,<br />It’s crying…<br />For refusing…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Poor girl<br />Come with me…<br />Avoid pain…<br />It’s insane…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">She says…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">“Happiness in pain…<br />Hope in pain…<br />Laughter in pain…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">These are what<br />She seeks…<br />And<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">She knows…<br />She is insane…”<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">She says..<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">“Heaven doesn’t need her<br />So,<br />She chooses hell…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">It’s her journey…<br />She wants to go<br />Alone…<br />In the light…<br />In the dark…<br />In hells sin…<br />Or,<br />In heavens spark…”<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Oh!<br />I’ve to go…<br />It’s morning…<br />My destiny is calling…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">She wakes up…<br />Saw the sky<br />The sun is bright…<br />She moves out of sight…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">I pray…<br />I pray for her…<br />It’s a new day…<br />Hope she’ll find…<br />A new ray…<br />Which won’t<br />Make her blind…<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116100756059211429?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1160936730871982692006-10-15T23:47:00.000+05:302006-10-15T23:57:07.923+05:30What happens<br />When you feel<br />All you ever had<br />leaves?<br />All you ever seen<br />Disappears?<br />All you ever draw<br />fades?<br /><br />nothing happen.....bcoz....what more can happen????<br />sometimes life comes to an dead end........but we have to live.......<br />why should someone sacrifice????<br />there is two way....sometime to same destination...<br />sometimes..one to heaven...<br />another to hell......<br /><br />but if you choose the way to hell....just try to find good in bad...what the actual things we do in life..we seek bad in good most of the time......<br /><br />so for a change if we try to seek good in bad...it can cause li'l bit of happiness...may be.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116093673087198269?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1160764010848750132006-10-13T23:54:00.000+05:302006-10-13T23:56:50.870+05:30<span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Ondhokar er haatchhani<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Bistrito shunyota<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Ar,</span><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US"><br />Mone bishonnota……</span><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Tumi<br />Amar onekdin er bondhu<br />Onek chup kotha…<br />Osfuto bedonar shrota…<br />Amar bondho moner sindhu…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Tumi<br />Ekjholok tatka batas…<br />Snigdhota…<br />Ami kolonkito<br />Ondhokaarer nisshash…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Tumi<br />Sthaan dao amake<br />Chokher taray…<br />Hridoy majhe…<br />Ami klanto<br />Porishranto…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Ami<br />Vese cholechi<br />Amaake atkano<br />Osombhob…<br />Tobu……<br />Aj atok hote chai<br />Tomar ushno alingone<br />Tomar moner ongone…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Jhor aschhe<br />Chardik jhapsa…<br />Ar amar mone<br />Hotasha…<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Somoy<br />Chole jachhe…<br />Rekhe jachhe<br />Kichhu afshosh<br />Ar<br />Chhoto chhoto kichhu dirghoshas……<o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Calisto MT&quot;; color: green;" lang="EN-US">Tumi<br />Ekbaar egiye eso…<br />Somoy chole jabar agey……<br />Jhoro batas…<br />Haat ta barao<br />Ami phire asbo<br />Eta amar asshas<br />Ar, hoyto<br />Tomar bishhas…<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116076401084875013?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1160144676327093952006-10-06T19:53:00.000+05:302006-10-06T19:54:36.330+05:30t’s green<br />It’s dark<br />It’s raining<br /><br />Silence<br />Everywhere…<br /><br />In mind???<br /><br />One, two<br />Drops…<br />Of rain…<br />Of tear…<br /><br />Night…<br />Music…<br />Of mystery…<br />Of life…<br />Of death…<br />Of dark…<br />Of light???<br /><br />Rebirth<br />Or<br />Another journey?<br />Towards death…<br />Death of life…<br />Death of image…<br />Death of faith…<br /><br />Images…<br />Fades away…<br />People…<br />Grew up…<br />Loneliness…<br />Becomes friend…<br />A new ray…<br />Towards life…<br />Towards heart…<br />Oh hell!!!<br />These hurt…<br /><br />Sky<br />Crying…<br />Stupid<br />It’s raining…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116014467632709395?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1160144317665448922006-10-06T19:47:00.000+05:302006-10-06T19:48:37.680+05:30Don’t come to me<br /><br />Don’t look at me…<br /><br />Why do you?<br /><br />Am I going insane?<br /><br />When the moon<br /><br />Give rays<br /><br />On earth,<br /><br />On my memory lane…<br /><br />The touch<br /><br />I treasure…<br /><br />Do I really?<br /><br />Or it’s just pleasure?<br /><br />Sometimes… sometimes… sometimes… we can’t control… or may be, we don’t want to control!!! Our brain and our heart both indulge in a war… a war of to be or not to be… but still everything happens… because it happens… because it is destined to happen…<br /><br />The deep blue night<br /><br />Two souls became one<br /><br />Or, two half souls?<br /><br />Is it true that when two persons love each other (as lover) they become one soul? But, the devilish truth behind this word is when two souls become one then the result is two half souls… pardon me… correct me… if you find it wrong…<br /><br />Differences erased<br /><br />By our brains…<br /><br />And,<br /><br />Our brains united…<br /><br />Our souls didn’t.<br /><br />I cried…<br /><br />But<br /><br />Then I couldn’t…<br /><br />Lips locked<br /><br />I’m locked inside you<br /><br />My soul didn’t lock…<br /><br />But your soul was screaming<br /><br />“PLEASE DON’T GO!”<br /><br />I sacrificed…<br /><br />Everything I possess<br /><br />“You are insane”<br /><br />My heart says-<br /><br />To my brain…<br /><br />Prince Charming, Romeo, and loads…<br /><br />A girl grow up… with a dream, that one day her Prince Charming will come riding a horse to take her with him…<br /><br />The girl grows up… becomes a lady… a women… becomes successful… professionally very successful… but the dream is still young… as it was the 1st day.. When she read “mills and boons”… or “love story” first time…<br /><br />But … but… but…<br /><br />One day she saw her dreams are smashed… she saw that her dreams are smashed… and she is sleeping with a man… a successful man… a loving boyfriend… partner… or husband… but not his Prince Charming!!!<br /><br />The Slap of Reality!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-116014431766544892?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1158846820939332502006-09-21T19:22:00.000+05:302006-09-21T19:42:30.850+05:30<span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">The night<br />The moon<br />And you…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">So near<br />Yet<br />So far…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Don’t cry…<br />Stay here<br />To see<br />Worlds’ cry!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Itz dark,<br />Itz black,<br />Blackhole?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Itz life<br />Living death…<br />Hell?<br />Or just,<br />Not heaven…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Come here<br />Sit once…<br />Can you?<br />Tell me<br />Can you?<br />Only you?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">I wish…<br />You can,<br />You wish<br />You can…<br />Time wishes<br />You can’t<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Cold night…<br />Cold touch…<br />Your touch…<br />So cold!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">Dreams…<br />Broken…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">My graveyard…<br />White flowers…<br />Tears…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">But you...<br />Come here<br />Feel me…<br />Can you???<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">My heart<br />Still beats…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US">For love…<br />For life…<br />For you…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-115884682093933250?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1157998619369210102006-09-11T23:36:00.000+05:302006-09-11T23:46:59.383+05:30tell me-<br /><br />have you ever faced the situation...where you are standing between 2 very special person of your life????<br /><br />okay.. let me guess...90%yes, 10%no lucky these 10%....not everyone is so lucky...<br /><br />and then you start thinking what should you do... because....most of the time you find it difficult to choose between them...and yaa there you are..you are absolutely right...<br /><br />none of them is wrong....<br /><br />the thing is just...one of them is right...& the other one is more right.....<br /><br />situation is easier..when one is wrong...but when both are right..trust me..it is tougher....<br /><br />&amp; you have to choose one way..you can't travel on both......<br /><br /><br />to be contd...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-115799861936921010?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1157634983948663142006-09-07T18:39:00.000+05:302006-09-07T18:46:23.950+05:30Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,<br />and sorry I could not travel both<br />and be one traveler, long i stood<br />and looked down one as far as i could<br />to where it bent in the undergrowth;<br />then took the other, as just as fair,<br />and having perhaps the better claim.<br />because...............................................<br />.............................................................<br />.............................................................<br /><br />I shall be telling this with a sigh<br />somewhere ages and ages hence;<br />two roads diverged in a wood, and i-<br />i took the one less traveled by;<br />and that has made all the difference.....<br /><br />Sometimes in our life...same situation arises...but what to do??? what should we do? what can we do???<br /><br />(TO BE CONTD...)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-115763498394866314?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1157634498877012362006-09-07T18:38:00.000+05:302006-09-07T18:38:18.890+05:30<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>EXPECTATION – a big word… we expect from ourselves, from our friends, from our parents, from loved one…(not to forget about politicians too…we expect from them also after all)… </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>We can never realise, from where these expectations come from… may be , from that very moment when a child born… born with lots of happiness & EXPECTATIONS… sometimes it becomes unbearable coz…sometimes our expectations collided with our parents’…&amp; others…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>Then comes our friends… we should not forget that everyone is an individual… everyone thinks in a different way… sometimes we expect our friends to do something, but they don’t & vice versa… &amp; problem starts…sometimes we adjust…bcoz no one wants to loose a friend…but…the crack on the glass exists forever…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>& our loved one…yaa…if we love someone…why do we want to change li’l things in them…sometimes they don’t like something about us… problem starts…&amp; ends in a break off… we expect that he’ll give us the 1^st priority… but we forgot he has his family…& friends… so, we can’t expect 100% priority all the time…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I can say that, in my house , my parents want my attention.. yaa they want… & I know that they are my 1^st priority…<span style=""> </span>though sometimes it creates pressure on me… but, again they expect these from me… & so.. now a dayz I stopped expecting from anyone,,, why should I expect???... Whenever expectations become high…it started hurting…… may be, some people will call you by different names… just to pinch you… but thatz better than getting hurt… &amp; when our parents, friends & loved one hurt us… unintentionally…but it breaks our heart… as we know…an unknown person can’t hurt us… coz..we have no expectations from them…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>Still…we’ll continue expecting… may be, thtz life, thatz hope, thatz relationship..thatz love……..</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-115763449887701236?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1153631039876484832006-07-23T10:31:00.000+05:302006-07-23T10:33:59.893+05:30<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;">“<span style="color: blue;">LOVE</span>”- Whatz love????.... Is there anyone who knows the answer???.... I guess…..no…no one can…ok…letz try to find it out…. I guess itz a feeling… a feeling straight from the core of the heart… a pleasure for some unknown reason… it shows on our face….when someone falls in love… love- the greatest mystery of this earth…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: blue;">“Love</span><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: blue;" lang="EN-US">”</span><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"> is <span style="color: red;">PAIN</span>- a pain for some one….when you love someone….don’t love his/her positive things only….love their negatives also…life is not only white or black….itz black + white…sometimes grey also…when you love someone…& cannot able to express that feelings to him/ her….you enjoy this pain…but…don’t think too much…coz sometimes itz too late…coz…sometimes we fall in love with someone…without realising this…&amp;…someday when we saw that person with someone else…our pain starts…but we can’t express…we die every moment for that person… but…cannot express that feeling…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: rgb(255, 0, 102);">“Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes...just be an illusion”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><span style=""> </span>“<span style="color: blue;">LOVE”</span>-<span style=""> </span>is <span style="color: red;">FEAR</span>…fear to loose someone…who is our life…even sometimes we fall for someone who is friend…to whom we share every small things…but cannot share a simple but great feeling…& when that person go far way…it hurts…trust me…it really hurts…itz better to have a broken hand or knee….than a broken heart… we fear…that may be if we disclose our feelings to that person… he/she will go away from us…but thatz not true…may be later we realise that if we expressed our feelings earlier….may be this person could be mine…though in love itz never too late…don’t ever waste an opportunity to express your love…but itz tough to express especially when you love someone who is your closest buddy….itz the toughest job on this earth… trust me it really the toughest…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: green;">“I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life….<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: green;">I know you’ll be a star, in somebody else’s sky….<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: green;">But why, why, why can’t it be mine…”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;">Few dayz ago….someone asked me…how long it takes to know someone properly…I didn’t know the answer…then he himself gave me the answer…he said… “don’t take too much time to know someone…coz a whole life is short to know someone…so if you like someone in the very first time…there is nothing wrong in it”…I listened to his words…then thought…ya..may be he was right…he said…if you love someone then express it…if you can’t…then how that person would able to understand your feelings…ya…once again he was right…but…as I said itz tough to express…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: olive;">"A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love." <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;">From my life I learned one thing…you are the biggest idiot if you can’t express your feelings…I always try to stand beside my love…though he can never understand may be…still I want him to be happy…it really hurts when I see him with other galz but…at least…he is there as a friend… </span><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">“Something is better than nothing</span><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;">”…</span><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;">no one wants to loose the love of their life…so what if he is with someone else??? That doesn’t make any difference…when it comes to love… &...why should it be?...if it does make any difference then itz not love…LOVE<span style=""> </span>is when I pray for that person without expecting any small things from him…he could be mine…may be not…but I don’t want to loose a friend…I can’t just afford to loose a friend…he is precious enough to loose…unaffordable…he is mine in my own way…in my thoughts…he lives in my heart without even knowing it…if someday he realise this…I know he’ll be mine in reality…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36pt;"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: blue;">“My LOVE”</span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><span style=""> </span>may be you are reading this article…without realising you are the one I’m talking about…I know you can’t…you never can…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-indent: 36pt;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;">&thatz why I started believing that….<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">“If you love someone…let him go….<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><span style=""> </span>If he comes back to you…he is yours,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 20pt; font-family: &quot;Copperplate Gothic Bold&quot;; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">If he doesn’t…he never was…”<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-115363103987648483?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1153551873177228612006-07-22T12:33:00.000+05:302006-07-22T12:39:14.686+05:30<p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">You <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Came into my life<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">And turned it to heaven;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">With happiness and joy;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">In my mindz garden……<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"><span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Where did you go?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I don’t know;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">But without you;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">That heaven becomes hell<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">So, I’m ringing the bell;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I want you to hear,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Please come here,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">My dear…….<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I’m playing with thunder;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">So tired….<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Want to die;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I can’t wait for a wonder……<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I’m waiting…<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Waiting for you;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">My life is you<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">So, I can’t die;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">And I don’t know why;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Why do I love you;<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">You, you and only you……<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" > </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-115355187317722861?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1153545097807247602006-07-22T10:36:00.000+05:302006-07-22T12:39:56.316+05:30<p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">WHEN YOU LOVED ME<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">LIKE A BLOW OF WIND<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">YOU, MY DEAR<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">TAUGHT ME THE MEANING OF LOVE<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">& BECAME MY SOUL &amp; MIND;<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">MY LOVE;<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">YOU FORGOT ME!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">WHEN YOU CAME<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">YOU CAME LIKE A SPELL OF MAGIC<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">THEN FORGOT ME?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">MAY BE I WAS WRONG<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">YOU NEVER WERE MINE<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">BUT HOW CAN I FORGET<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">DEAR<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">YOU ARE MY LOVE DIVINE<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">OH DEAR!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">MY HEART DOES CRY<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">FOR YOU,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:100%;">MY LOVE WILL NEVER DIE<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-115354509780724760?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28816230.post-1148751653403747532006-05-27T22:59:00.000+05:302006-05-27T23:10:53.410+05:30<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Everyone was doing mess with my other blog... but here also i'll pour my abnormal brain.... not totally abnormal... but partially abnormal........ </span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"> i was wandering to do something... coz i am getting bored of my life... exams are also going... </span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">My love life is also a bizarre............ letz see.... watz on the card.. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">CACTUS</span> or<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" >FLOWER</span>.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28816230-114875165340374753?l=bhulbhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nabanita Duttahttps://profiles.google.com/117029758523721349352noreply@blogger.com0