Category: OTHER COMPOSITIONS
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That Patch of Green Behind the Bright Yellow House
As you cross Rashbehari Avenue from North to South, near the corner that never fails to extract a sigh out of me, you part company with the lilting twists and turns of Manoharpukur Road and walk into Lake View Road, which leads you straight on to the Dhakuria Lakes. In the language of mathematics, if…
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Hridoypur**
Early version: December 31, 2014 This version: January 4, 2020 A veil of darkness still there was — and yet the light of day Hridoypur was all abuzz — with curiosities at play Drowned the river bank below — in the sky one saw recline A lustrous moon in all its glow — its eyes…
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Loony
‘Sky resounding — what’s this roar for Fretting and fuming and a ruin of health? Living itself will make life livable Dying causes certain death.’ — His eyes lit up with a hint of a twinkle, As the tipsy signor exhorted thus — A swig or two need at most be consumed For what’s to…
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Tiger
(This Latest Version 18.12.2014) Even though a sheet of paper, a tiger it must be all the same Should I remove away its fetters? Or, is it better to make it tame? I’ve finally figured out now, what’s the nature of the offence Compared to the mighty rapiers, sharper it seems are the pens. In…
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In this Faraway Land
(This version: 16.12.2014) In this far away land, it all suits fine Drain pipe trousers, a tunic wild Laundered scarves — With a false identity carefully filed In this faraway land, it all suits fine. Briar pipe and pointy toed shoes Nose bridge gripped by darkened glasses — “A keeping off the sun” excuse In…
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জন্মদিন
মিষ্টি নূপুর, শীতের দুপুর, শোনায় ঝরা পাতা আবার প্রাণে, ফিরিয়ে আনে, হারানো কলকাতা এম্ সি স্যারের, অঙ্ক ক্লাসের, কাঁটা দিয়ে ঘেরা তারে হোঁচট খেয়ে, যাই লাফিয়ে, কলেজটার ওপারে প্রক্সি দিল, সেইটা ছিল, বোধহয় শুক্রবার চিত্রভানু, কিংবা কানু, হয়তো বা কহ্লার ঘুরতে ঘুরতে, উড়তে উড়তে, বাস স্টপেজের ধারে পৌঁছে দেখি, তুমিও একী, সেইখানেতেই আরে রৌদ্রে নেয়ে,…
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The Black Legend
Published in The Telegraph, Calcutta on November 17, 2014 Manik Bandyopadhyay, in his classic short story “Prehistoric” (pragoitihashik) created an unforgettable heroine, Panchi, a beggar by profession. Her means for attracting public sympathy was a purulent ulcer that stretched from one of her knees down to the foot. And she employed every possible precaution to…
