A Blue PENDANT

A Blue PENDANT 

Nothing is there to remove Aleya’s transparent lenses

Everything  is fine as She walks away .

The eyes were gazing & gazing

From the window pane, To the top of the hill, by the river,

 to

The unlimited sky..
The whimsical sparrow.. the frustrated pigeon

 Which was in search of its beloved..
Everything was looking pale..

Uffff!!

Aleya’s hand was burnt!
bcz f the  upraising. flame.

And  she also forgot to give salt & sugar to the recipe
She just gazed on & on ............

The lustrous eyes can’t see the refection

This mirror is also a betrayer

The bathroom is like a nightmare

“Twinkle Twinkle little star”
Every nook & corner became a negative chamber

The lips are zipped ..
no motion.. no words

.. lack of warmth

Hold me

Hold me

Hold on..
Yes!

I m  Aleya.

Not a rejected one

But madly in love

With Someone. very special

Stuck by the Time’s bite

I don’t want to be alone

Hide me in your arm not to look behind………………..

BLUETOOTH

                                      BLUETOOTH

NIIL dat ene dey koto valobasar ringtone

Niildat nil hole bis ane gopon mon.

Ratri belar nil rong hariye jay vorbelay,

Sokaler niil thote chokhe sudhu chokher neshay..

Dishehara Mon'er Manchitro

                                Dishehara Mon'er  Manchitro

Abar sei vison chena valo na laga,
Kuashar sokaler cha-e chilo na kono abhas.
Ghorir katar sathe mihi hoye periye jawa Nogorer byastota-
Dupurer hatchani, bazarer gorom norom dokaner posra;
Mon karena!!!!.....Chena mukh asukh hoye fire fire ase Aynay.


Kanna chapa, kapa kapa thote sondhyera thomke jay
Diner shurute shuru kora chithi ekhono shunyo theke jay.

Orkut-Facebook, G-mail- E_mail er sob shunyo patar shunyota
Ek line...Du line likhe abar muche sada.
Cholochitro  ba gaan ee Mon tane na,
gaan vasanor  jonyo gaan jomano,
Abar khali hate chup kore bosa.
Shunyo_______shunyo ee chokhe
Mobile pashe beje gelo
"One Missed call"
"One Message  received"


Mobile er slide otha nama
Klanto chokhe , Dikvranto Mon-e
Ekla hoye ekla thakar jontrona.
Vison aluthalu vabe
Bakse jomano uddam batas
ajj
Char dewaler chodmonaam-ee
"Bondi"


Somoy nei, somoy nosto korbar,
Tobu somoy je thomke daray.
ke jeno fis-fisiye bole uthlo..
"Vison klanto Aami
Ebar r Aami parchi na"
Abuj Moner asthir kahinir
Sob jeno Dishehara......................

From a Hypothalamus Gland

                 From a Hypothalamus Gland

Sometimes we feel dejected or isolated that we cant resist ourselves to choose the farthest dark corner of the room. Sometimes We cant hold anyone's hand as we become handicapped or hopeless. Sometimes We cant make anyone feel about the reason , the reason of the hidden tears. Time just moves on & the distance between us takes the whole world in its place. There are bunches of reasons to scream out in a fatigued sky , although it should not disturb anyone. Sometime sad songs or Tragic movies can soothe our Nerves ; that these can  make our nerves & arteries to vomit the toxins & non toxins.
The Four walls can not make a room or a Lover's eyes can not penetrate you. Human call themselves the most selfish creatures & yes ! they are. Because they have the fruitless walnuts that's the wretched Emotions. Relations have priorities & limitations but some subtlety comes in Life & it just takes the whole Life away . You started  Dreaming.... Dreaming about what?
Dreaming about  the unconditional walks , the frenzied moments, the enchanting plans......
You started waiting of the Time when a Miss call comes & sometimes it scratches your nerves although your Love remains the same But the WAVE changes.When these types of words are juxtaposed in a palette ,its not because of someone's creativity or the enrichment of words. It's the dried tears which slowly kills your each passion in its net & the suffocation which resists yourself from breathing.
Are we Wise or we have wisdom? The syntax or pronunciation may be different but its useless & becomes an Excretory system.
Sometime We need the white handkerchief from a fixed hand, which can hold us,embrace us,beckon us. It's the hand which may touch the head with affection & belongings.All we r optimists, if one sees the half empty glass of water, it doesn't imply that he/she is pessimist, rather it should be translated in other way , that he/she wants to  fill the remaining portion. As he/she knows that the half glass is filled with water & if he/she mentions the empty glass .... who knows? the hollowness may be fulfilled..
Sometime Imagination remains futile & you just stare at the Greatest Imagination which is your Possession & as well as a part of EXISTENCE.
This is not a moving journey of  a Bird with Broken Wings but a solemnity of mind ........

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..................But the LOVE remains the same....................................................