Saturday, 25 January 2014

come out, come out and play
looks like a better day
the smoke has flown away, it's over.
roads are wide, streets are clear
demons dead and nothing to fear
sing it loud so that we can hear its over.

we close our eyes and try to see
we are better than we used to be
and think that days are safer than the nights.
 no matter how you wear your skirt
 you can always get hurt
and wonder what's the glory, what's the pride?
there's nothing to conquer, no kingdom to find.
there's nothing so holy, it's all in your mind.


She's not your mother,
and she's not your sister,
and she's not your daughter
she needs no protector.


really, we don't need any protector.. we are as normal as a man. but why "she" is the victim every time? why some animals crush a girl like a playing doll after play? why so much cruelty and brutality? why there everyone so much tolerable  and just "do nothing" except watching news and utter "chhi !" .... where is mother DURGA to kill those animal?? why we can't be so strong to defeat a brutal animal and just crush that piece of shit like crushing a bug in road?. we suppose to have the best "sanskar" in whole world. we are the Indian.. 
but today i feel ashamed when i had to say i'm an Indian women.. can't loudly sing " I am woman, hear me roar, In numbers too big to ignore And I know too much to go back an' pretend" .. i had to hide my face to avoid bad comments and stay peaceful. i have to return home before 6 pm. cause "out side is not safe".. ................ it's been told that when there change is need, revolution come... ....................... 
i'm waiting for a safer world . i'm waiting for a revolution..... 


tumhari hoton ki hasi banne ki khwab hai,

tumharee aagos me simat jane ki khwab hai.

chahe tum lakh bacha lo daman,

ishq ki hantho aasma bankar us par chha jane ka khwab hai.

aajmais yun to aachhi nhi ishq ki,

tum chahe to tumhari takdir banane ka khwab hai..

wo maut vi laut aaye tumharee darwaje par aakar.

tumko aysi zindegi dene a khawab hai..

aansu v ruk jae tumhari palko par aakar, 

tumko aise khushi dene ka khwab hai..

ji v lenge agar jina padhe tumhare bagair,

lekin tum par to mar mitne ka khwab hai..

kyun k tum to vo jo mere dil k taar ho,

aapne dil ke taar ko hamesha khush rakhne ka khwaab hai..



Wednesday, 22 January 2014

দিশেহারা

                 দিশেহারা

ভেঙ্গে ছিঁড়ে চৌচির 
জলোছ্বাস আর লন্ডভন্ড করা হাওয়া।
উড়িয়ে নিতে চায় আমার চার দেওয়াল 
আর একলা একাকিত্ব।
আমার confusion ,
আমার সমস্যা,
সব এখানে ওখানে 
জট পাকিয়ে , এলোমেলো ।
ভাবনার সুতো গুলো সব একটা করে hint চেয়ে চেয়ে ,
আরও ছড়িয়ে ছিটিয়ে ...।
চিন্তা-ভাবনা গুলো mobile , internet এর জালে আবদ্ধ ।
চলন্ত ছবি চোখে দেখি আর feel করি-
virtual এই ব্যাপার টায় 'মন' একটু নড়ে ।
মগজ দিবানিদ্রা যায়-
 ধৈর্য নেই, 
ভাবনা নেই, চিন্তা ও নেই ......
মনখারাপ ? ........................
সেও দিশেহারা ।।