Time to go back.
It started with a lot of anticipation. Some happened, some didn’t. A few were manipulated and rest was destined. There were days when many came to support. Yet sometimes I walked alone miles after miles….
It was beautiful, it was ugly, it was harsh and it was fantasy. It continued, it hung, it overwhelmed and crashed.
I forgot to count because I was always bad with numbers. My numbers kept dangling from the branches as I moved on. There were crossroads, there were failures. But there was hardly any time to sit back and repent. It kept rolling in lightning speed as I had to run to keep the pace.
But I cherished every single day, every tiny moment. It was fast but never lost. It all accumulated inside me. They grew with me day by day. They became my reason for being.
Today I am going back but this cannot be the end. It always starts over and over again. It reminds me the day I came in with a promise to go back. Today I keep my promise and take the vow to come back again!
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Alive!
It is getting dark outside. May be it will rain.
This part of the city is really beautiful. It’s green.
You can even listen to the chirping of the birds.
Sometimes I just feel like looking across the window. I could see the birds swiftly moving their tiny necks.
They are always flying with the flow of life. They are alive!
We have a lot to learn from these birds.
They fly high yet do not fear to come down.
But we strive for the height, reach there and then feel insecure all the time.
We stagnate, get saturated.
Still we don't want to come down. We forget where we actually belong.
This part of the city is really beautiful. It’s green.
You can even listen to the chirping of the birds.
Sometimes I just feel like looking across the window. I could see the birds swiftly moving their tiny necks.
They are always flying with the flow of life. They are alive!
We have a lot to learn from these birds.
They fly high yet do not fear to come down.
But we strive for the height, reach there and then feel insecure all the time.
We stagnate, get saturated.
Still we don't want to come down. We forget where we actually belong.
Monday, July 12, 2010
কিছু থেকে যায়ে...(some still remain)
কিছুটা সময় হল
স্বপ্ন গড়িয়ে এলো
দু চোখ বেয়ে,
আধ খোলা জানালায়ে
আলো ঢুকে আসে
ঘরের ভিতরে
শুকনো পাতা ছড়িয়ে ছিটিয়ে
পরে আছে আনাচে কানাচে
সব শেষ হয়েও
কিছু থেকে যায়ে
মনের গভীরে ...
স্বপ্ন গড়িয়ে এলো
দু চোখ বেয়ে,
আধ খোলা জানালায়ে
আলো ঢুকে আসে
ঘরের ভিতরে
শুকনো পাতা ছড়িয়ে ছিটিয়ে
পরে আছে আনাচে কানাচে
সব শেষ হয়েও
কিছু থেকে যায়ে
মনের গভীরে ...
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
surprise
How do you feel when you talk to somebody after 15 years? Strange! Sometimes it takes ages to say that one "hello". Things would have been so different if we could have communicated earlier. But yeah we did not let this obvious thing happen so it finally happened as a surprise.
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