PRONOUNCED DEAD

মৃত ঘষিত 

জনসমুদ্রের ভিরের মধ্যে খেকে হয়ে ওঠা একজন,
আবার নিমেষে মিলিয়ে যাওয়া অক্লান্ত ঢেউ এর মাঝে,
এই তো যেন দৈনন্দিন জীবন,
জীবন,তোমাকে জানাই অভিবাদন।

থেকে যায়ে কিছু সাদা ফ্যানার এক মুঠো ছবি,
সেসব আজ জীবিত না মৃত জানিনা কেউই,
জীবন, সে তো আজ জীবিত হয়েও মৃত,
মৃত্যূ যেন মৃত হয়েও কত জীবন্ত।        

REFLECTIONS ON THE YEAR THAT SMIRKED AND PASSED BY

The long laborious days have seen, 

The usual bright Sun losing its sheen.

Dark clouds bring much agony and mayhem,

The mind and body respond almost the same.

There is nothing much to offer except the mundane regular monotony of life,

Battles,won and lost along with those being fought,continue launching deep-rooted mental strife.

Milton's paradise have long been lost in such arduous fights,

The future marred by darkness fails to promise the presence of innumerable well lit lights.

That Man is a social animal,is an old saying,

Today,everywhere it is only an animal with all the monstrous blood baying.

The struggles and fights crown winners,admonishes the losers,

History chooses to remember the champions,conveniently forgetting the runners.

Whether I shall be remembered is the result of tests imposed by troubled times,

But whither shall I be is perhaps a question of a few dollars and dimes.  

    

TWO AND A HALF YEARS LATER

It has been almost two and a half years that I visited my own blog site.I am ashamed on one hand since I feel that I should have posted something or the other in these years. I do not know what stopped me really. Maybe I was a bit taken up by the events and activities but I will be honest that if I wanted I could squeeze out time from the hectic at times erratic schedules that I had to adapt to. Somewhere down the line there was an absence of desire on my part for staying away from the site. A lack of wish, desire and hunger to make good use of this platform resulted in my staying away. Perhaps it was good, perhaps bad. Frankly speaking I do not know the answer but what I can really promise is that I am enjoying writing again. So how do I begin? This question needs to be resolved first and foremost. But I have to get up and plug in the charger, so need to hold on to the thought for a minute. Ya, the technical domain is now clear and the hindrance to the progression of thought taken care of hereby support me in churning out words and expressions that may resonate with elite associations in education and culture. Coming back to the train of thoughts after this short tour into a digressive mode I must confess that the world around me has changed in these two and half years significantly. All these changes have influenced me and my thoughts, though I am unaware of the effects of these changes - positive or negative or none of these. I think it is better not to always judge such events, they are uncalled for at times. There is a beauty in chaos which few can aesthetically appreciate, let it be like that in this case. I am not bothered to make things right. This reverberates the hint of everything not being fine. Yes according to set norms my life is not right now in the perfect shape like a sculpture by Il Divino but it is not too bad either in economic terms. I am getting a monthly allowance of a few thousand rupees, got all the advantageous conditions that enable me to either construct a "good life" ahead or an "utterly miserable state of being", good books to read, quality films to watch rarely though, tasteful food to gorge on, suitable clothes in this winter, shoes and hats as well! So I should not complain. I am not. But there is a world bigger and outside this realm of existence. That I shall term to be the imaginary homeland. Its the ideal world of my creation, removed far away from the madding crowd. I have been devoid of any satisfaction there. It has been struck by dark times. Should I divulge more? Well that will be in an allegorical way I suppose if I wish to. Coming soon. Get ready!!