My dad

Baba.....

Naari r jibone prothom purush je..
Khuji jake shokol purush e..
Jar kole chutte chole jawa..
Jake boltam ador kore papa..

Baba r sathe eksathe boshe tv..
Baba r sathe shokale English grammar..
Baba r sathe bhore otha niye torko..
Baba tokhon knight with shining armour!

Ami tokhon chotto ekti kudi..
Kolponay baba amar hero..
Bolechilam chai ekti rajputtur..
Baba bollen ene debo toke.. ektu ho bodo..

Ami tarpor teenage e udchi..
Ma Baba r nishedh ke aar mane..
Tobu bujhechilam kothao ekta golod..
Maa er chokhe osru je aar na mane..

Tarpor ami onek bodo holam..
Chotto bhai ti keo bodo hote dekhlam..
Onek hoyeche akashe oda..
Ami je ebar maati te namlam..

Amar tokhon school jibon sesh..
Amar tokhon preme podar kotha..
Prem esechilo amar jiboneo..
Firiye dilam nisshobde dilam take betha!

Shuru hola lodaai amar..
Ke bhebechilo ei jibon amar..
Mukhosh gulo khoshlo shokol eke eke..
Baba tokhon ochena ke jeno amar..

Raat jege chokher kone kaali..
Diner bela college ar sranto aankhi..
Rojgaar aar ektu ghumer ashay..
Jibon tokhon khanchay bondi pakhi..

Dheere dheere bodle gelo shob..
Amar baba r shudhui kolorob..
Diner belay ektuo ghum naai..
Raate ghum chokh dhule eshe jai..

Bank e tokhon amar bhaloi taka..
Raater ghumer daam ki etoi beshi..
Ami tokhon oshtadoshi r mode..
Kaandhe tokhon dayitte amar peshi..

Chokh tule chaitam ami taake..
Manush ta ki etoi geche bodle..
Ekbaaro ki bhabe na amar kotha..
Choto belay jake nito kole..

Aaj aami tar theke onek doore..
Bhoolini tobu chotobelar kotha..
Aaj amar badi gadi ache..
Tobu firbe ki shei purono diner gatha..

Aaj kete geche onek onek din..
Aaj shobkichui jeno purono ek smriti..
Tobu kothao jeno dogdoge ekta ghaa..
Aaj baba tomar jeno porichoy er iti..

Aaj ami bhison bhison eka..
Chaileo parini bhulte shei shob kotha..
Aaj amar pashe ache shobai..
Tobu ki kokhono bhabo amar kotha..

Aaj ami shofol hoyechi baba..
Tobu jeno kothao here gechi aami..
Aakde to thakte cheyechilam tomay..
Kintu aaj shudhui amar maa er meye aami!!

Waqt ke sitam kam haseen nahi..
Aaj hai yahan.. Kal kahin nahi..
Waqt se pare agar mil gaye kahin..

Today I want to write about time.. does it have healing power.. does it actually help us heal our wounds.. or does it actually gives us more pain.. with passing time..

I'm sure a lot of us have seen the movie Kinara.. of Gulzar saab....

It's about a woman trying to come over her grief.. and facing the man who is the reason of her grief.. one of my favourites...

Time is memory when it's past.. Time is moment when it's present and time also is a dream when it's future...

Psychiatrists say we only remember those things which we want to remember.. rest all is erased over a period of time.

I'm not sure personally as I'm cursed or blessed with a very sharp memory. I remember things from as early as 4yrs of age or maybe a lil before that! Of course there are certain things which I want to forget.. but I somehow can't.. and I'm sure there are loads of such people outside in this world beyond my known territory..

Time is a healer and time is also a killer.. some incidents are memorable which we want to cherish and some come as horrifying memories..

Today we want to share about memories which we want to forget however if it keeps haunting you.. or have you managed to overcome it.....

Sit back and think.. let your past overcome you for a while.. what's the one sweet memory you wish to cherish all the time.. when you are lonely n in peace what's that one incident which makes you smile.. and you try to hide your smile from the crowd to avoid being embarrassed.. and what's the worse nightmare that you never want to think of again.....

I'm waiting!!

Life and one f** letter vanished and its a Lie..

Liar Liar.. Pants on fire.. we all know this and have read this too..
But the question is why do we lie..

For last few days I'm terribly depressed about a close person who is lying to me.. I don't know why.. is being honest and showing the naked self hurts so much? What are we scared of? Being caught being someone the other person isn't aqare of..

I'm not boasting here to be the biggest truthful person ever born but yes.. I've also lied thinking about change of perception for the other person.

Can't we simply be honest and see find out if we are acceptable to others.. being caught a liar anyway will land up nowhere. Isn't it more peaceful to be honest and be rejected than be accepted for something we truly are..

Lies are big or small.. white or black!! But what it attaches big is trust!!

When have you lied being in the most vulnerable situation I believe..

Let's share our lies and maybe confession helps or if you just want to keep it to your heart.. be it!! But sometimes it becomes necessary to face those lies with ourselves. Have you ever faced the mirror and confessed to ourselves??

Inspirations

Inspirations.. they come in various forms and sizes..
Today I decided that my life will be my inspiration to write..
There's so many things I want to share and look at the other side of life..
Thankful to the person who inspired me to start writing..
Thankful to my Mom, friends and all the well wishers who thought I could write..

So here I'm a little foetus trying to grow in the big blog world..

.. and my biggest inspiration will always remain as Life.. and it's different facets and that's what my blogs will be about..

So let's start a journey of seeing life through a woman's eyes...

Thought of the day...

How strange it is to explore a different side of human characteristics everyday.. We meet people.. Have to mingle with them for some or the other reason and sometimes manipulate or tolerate them even when you have strong objections to the other person's decisions and thoughts..

How weird we humans are.. It's so hard to keep your principles when you have to lead a life.. and also appear sane!!

As a kid I was strongly inspired by the character of Yudhishthir of Mahabharat but now in real life how much of his principles can we follow.. If you try as much as possible but will always end up being misunderstood...

It's better to be savage than be civilised.. Reminds me of Shobuj Deeper Raja by Sunil Gangyopadhyay!!