Wednesday, August 26, 2009
ei shorma bongodeshostho gongatiroborti ek prachin nogori bhottopollir [ motantore bhat para] basinda. bhottopollir golipothera chirokal-i tader slim-tomo gotor ebong abil rohosyomoyotay ek chhomchhome khuliguhar opsora rupe biraj korchhe. ei lekha sei sob shyaolasundorider proti amar gorgore bhalobasar upohar.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Please forgive me for the following line or you may not-that’s 200% immaterial.
‘Bengali prose is a monotonous impotent plain land with a few accidental erections.’
Sandipan chattopadhyay’s pen has no erectile dysfunction. His heroes are not inanimate loud speaker like gora or typical hollywoody 40% obsessive-compulsive,32% schizophrenic,17% socially aware …. Shirsenduian disproportionately proportionate person.
“ami ja dekhechi,ja hoyeche,tai likhchhi.”
Almost the same characters, almost the same backdrops-and a story of same life unfolds in enormously different aspects. How can it be possible?
‘adorsho bolte just beche thaka,ei ar ki.asha bolteo tai.bakita cinema.’
‘oho klantikor’ ‘oho biroktikor’
‘manuser lojja hoy?sunyotai bare shudhu.’
How indifferent can his pen be- when rubi wearing orange panjabi and jeans enters matri-bhawan with four gwalior suiting hunk to be raped….. Camus is redifened-when Mahin enters press club, because his mother can not be cremated before 10 pm.
Amiyoke agami 6 mas bhalobese jete hobe bithike.karon daktar bolechhe-‘you must work upon her daily and without fail.and I can assure you the miracle to happen within the next six months.’----‘bhalobasa ke na chay?’
Camus,Unamuno,Quixote-that’s all. So little was his arsenal, so overwhelming was his valiance. His plot-‘chhal chharano mangso-hook theke jhhulche,amar jibon.amar sathe kosai kajem miyar kono tofat nei.’
And if you enter this tiny circle,you’ll be burnt alive by Rajmohan’s simultenous love and phobia of books, Roma and Mary Stope’s perpetual abortion, ondho daktarkhanay badhyoto songom.
Mohitosh dekhe fele borofe dhaka al-capinor mathay harmonium, somadhifoloker mathay surojontro. One uncanny ‘hemorrhage of laughter’ pierces your cerebrum.
Tai,amio pikdanite ognimundo guje fellum.
‘lal piprer gorto khuchie tar modhye ekti jibonto kecho nikkhep’-19.06.39
‘All things vanished within
The snowy murk-white,hoary.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.’- Boris Pasternak
‘seisob sheyalera jonmo jonmo shikarer tore
Diner bisruto alo nive gele
paharer boner vetor’-jibanananda das
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
why you r here,dude?keno?ki emon ese jeto tomar moto aro ekjon dol bhari kora gachhpatha jodi ese na porto ei hottomelay?hedor jole kedo magur ar tomar modhye kono difference achhe?then why you sordid motherfuckers shout at all the terrorist attacks?to stretch out your rusty vocal chords?esechhis,batkommo kor,more ja.tora exist kore ki lav bol.kissu nei,kissu nei.sob bhosme ghee dhala.