onek din por, aj hutt kore shokal ta kirom golapi hoye gelo... koto ki je hoy jaha taha. jibon ta kirom Mar Adentro's moton collage er rup niye slow motion e flash back kore uthlo khannikhon er jonno. chinta bondho korbo bollei to r kora jaena. etar stop, pause, back korar button nei. thakle money hoy mojao hoto na. ekgheye hoye jeto. cliched. koekta bhishon kacher aakrey dhorey thakar moton kacher muhurto kar na bhalo lagey money antey... class er faakey return sms pora, lukiye lukiye balisher tolae torch mere romanchokor spy thriller er shesh pata gela, sritir sathey joriye thaka sequential moments er koekta purono hindi gaan, (koekta kobita porle jemon thik kono kono character mathaye chole ashey), nijhum raatey adda dewa...
oshombhob personal kichu muhurto.
koto ki je hoy jaha taha...
expression to shudhu representation of one's thoughts.
bhabji jodi boi likhtam tahole naam ki ditam - rojnamcha?
na chiriyakhana... (heehee...hothat kore dumbcharade er ekta rhyme korar golpo mone chole elo!)
reverting back to the topic arekta kotha aj mathaye elo hothat kore. do we fall in love with the person, or do we fall in the idea of love itself... kobira akashe batashey bichoron kortey kortey bole geche je 'bhalobasho bhalobasho'. lyang marle ki korbe sheta kintu kono manual e lekha nei. ota theke shekho ar ki!!! aj ruposhi bangla porchilam.ek bondhu desh charchey. bhabjilam jibonanando diley kemon hoy...
kotha theke kothae chole gelam.
second time this evening. khei rahiye gelo.
idanging hocchey. agey erom hoto na.
naam dhorey keu dakey na to, tai ar ki.
aar janina keno aj hothat abar ekta bhishon shundor line barey barey money pore jacchey : "...afterward i went passed what you had passed , before we met and you, what i had passed..." (robert frost)
,
sweet thoughts of you in vain
beneath clouds murmuring in the breeze
wrong turns in the road
yet silvery misty showed
up ahead by the sea...
you called out my name
i saw through your game
pirate ships and grilled balcony
it was, what it wasn't to be...
do you pine for me dear one
do you know i pine for you
is this deep emotion too much to handle
too much to hide or show...
if you need a hand to hold you
and cross the bridge again,
call out my name, dear one
i'll reach out
inspite of all...
in vain.
,
b
oshombhob personal kichu muhurto.
koto ki je hoy jaha taha...
expression to shudhu representation of one's thoughts.
bhabji jodi boi likhtam tahole naam ki ditam - rojnamcha?
na chiriyakhana... (heehee...hothat kore dumbcharade er ekta rhyme korar golpo mone chole elo!)
reverting back to the topic arekta kotha aj mathaye elo hothat kore. do we fall in love with the person, or do we fall in the idea of love itself... kobira akashe batashey bichoron kortey kortey bole geche je 'bhalobasho bhalobasho'. lyang marle ki korbe sheta kintu kono manual e lekha nei. ota theke shekho ar ki!!! aj ruposhi bangla porchilam.ek bondhu desh charchey. bhabjilam jibonanando diley kemon hoy...
kotha theke kothae chole gelam.
second time this evening. khei rahiye gelo.
idanging hocchey. agey erom hoto na.
naam dhorey keu dakey na to, tai ar ki.
aar janina keno aj hothat abar ekta bhishon shundor line barey barey money pore jacchey : "...afterward i went passed what you had passed , before we met and you, what i had passed..." (robert frost)
,
sweet thoughts of you in vain
beneath clouds murmuring in the breeze
wrong turns in the road
yet silvery misty showed
up ahead by the sea...
you called out my name
i saw through your game
pirate ships and grilled balcony
it was, what it wasn't to be...
do you pine for me dear one
do you know i pine for you
is this deep emotion too much to handle
too much to hide or show...
if you need a hand to hold you
and cross the bridge again,
call out my name, dear one
i'll reach out
inspite of all...
in vain.
,
b
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