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Kolkata, oh my Kolkata, It’s time for you to wake up and play the game, You have shown your love to the visitors, Where is your love to the work you do everyday! You wake up… You get up... And run for your offices right before you get red marked! You love “ macher jhol”, You make your files live in the “jhul”. You love “ mishit doi”, And you make your children eat “Koi”! No pub, no club, Its only and “shudhu bondhu-der adda”, Puja pandal or “bank er line”… And here it starts the “poroninda n porochorcha” in no time! Kolkata, oh my ‘poriborton-er’ Kolkata, It’s time for you to wake up, And do the work in time. ~ Shreya Ghosh.

She was there with me all the time. She was my first friend , she was more like a parent to me and sometimes like a daughter to me... We never left each other and every time we met, it was hard to part us.... We could play for hours and she would listen to all that I instructed her during our games. I played with her, went to school with her, slept with her, said her my dreams, sometimes even bathed with her and even cried together when the eyes started to irritate due to the shampoo, dressed each other up, and shared the marks with each other.....almost like two inseparable innocent souls.We were two innocent kids. Time went on like this, at home, in the parties...everywhere and everyone started thinking we were sisters of the same parent.... Then one day I lost my father and still she was there, to hold me. We were kids. I thought,like we post letters to keep in contact with people living far away, I could do the same to talk with my father,to keep in contact with him even after

The beauty of the earthen silence... The silence of the dark cold winter night... The hues of morning blues The light of the morning sky ... The cry of  the new born baby The sound of the engine starting... The overfilled love rejoiced The boiling milk spilled over... The craziness of the lovers The illogical logic of the heart... The lullaby of the dreams The dreams yet to be dreamt... The hopes of the future The future unpredictable... The sound of the waves violent The violent fights witnessed everyday.... The sound of the applauding audience The echo of a shattered loser... The joy of the winning trophy The tears of losing everything... The love yet to be confessed The love lost to someone else... The chill of the winter nights The sweat of the summer cloudless days.... The murmur of the wind brushing your cheeks The smoke forming rings out of your lips.... The tear of exchanging hearts The tear o

Its raining. I can smell the earth just as the drop of rain kisses the ground.....and the view of the earthen soil slowly getting soaked in the rain water. The wind has an earthen taste in it. Cool breeze touches my forehead n plains out all the stress lines...sweeps off my tears with its flow.....and yet another drop of tear makes its own path down my cheeks and slowly falls down making friendship with the rain. It rains day and night. And I stare outside the window ...blank. Too many thoughts cloud my mind . Too clumsy to distinctly separate them. So many ideas rush into my little brain at one point of time, And the next minute I feel so blank. The clouds draw up close and it gets more dark. I feel dark too....mixed feelings clouding my heart. It seems as if the Sky is in war with the Land. One showing how much it can pour and the other showing its power to soak down the downpour. At home day and night. Confi

The season of summer vacations in schools and colleges, humid and tiring afternoon, dark hot nights, early mornings....and the hardcore season of hard work has arrived. These passing by days reminds me of our old past gone by times. I was small and so were you. You were from a different school and so was I. I was immature unlike you. You were shy and so was I. We walked down the same lane twice and thrice....yet again... Killing time with your jokes and my laughter. Even shy to take back my pen from you....in the fear that I might touch your finger. Smile at each other without any reason and our friends teasing us. Clarifying your maths problems with the teacher cause you were too shy to even show them to her and tell her that you didn't understand. Going out late from my home so that I reach my class late cause you were stuck in a traffic jam. Not going to the classes, making excuses of stomach ache and headache cause I knew that you were not coming. Attending classes even in high

Life is unpredictable...and weird ....when things were going perfectly fine everything suddenly just messed up. ..all the perfection...everything just gone..... I don't understand how to explain cause even after so many months I found myself back exactly in the same position in life from where I had once started.... I thought him to be the ONE with whom I can spend my life without complaining...but surely that's not what my destiny wanted... I still respect him for his values and will always be thankful to him for whatever he has done for me...and all those cherishing moments together....but whatever it was between us...it wasn't love that is for sure. Cause every time I was with him I unconsciously always tried to find you in him. I was never able to forget you and erase you from the pages of my life....I tried hard but every time I was disappointed. I tried my best to fall in love with him and for that I tried all possibilities. Dedicating my blogs to him, writing art

I know how to find the answers.... I know how to spread my wings and fly with you...... I know when I look around I will find you.... I know the world is round... I know that you are always around... I know that you have changed me and....... I know that the time is gonna pass by.... and I know that I m never gonna tell you the things that I got to tell you ..... but I have to give it a try..... And out of all the things that i know ... I still don't know how to leave you... I don't know how to keep you apart........ and I don't know how you do it..... make me fall in love with you every time I am with you... and every time it feels new......out of all the fights that we have....all the quarrels and arguments we go through....yet you make me love you more and more with every passing day...that we spend together. When there is love everywhere.....and all these moments around us.....I want to hold you in my arms...and count the seconds in your breath..... Hear your heart beat

"Chalte raho, apne rah pe chalte raho".....these words mean a lot. Life till now has given me a lot though I still haven't much seen of it.....it has also taken away a lot of precious things from me. "Whatever happens happens for the good" my mother keeps on telling me this. Life never stops for any body...time never waits for anybody. Its up to us whether we can keep pace with it and move with time or else lay back and watch time moving ahead of us. You are gone.. now I understand.......you have moved on in life..... I tried to hold time in the fist of my hand.....didn't want to face the practicality of life. I wanted to remain the teenage school girl...momma's little daughter forever...n just freeze the time in my past. Obviously that surely wasn't possible and I had to open my eyes.....see the practical life. It is not easy accepting the things the way they are now but its not even that hard..... I have started to see things differently than the

Whiskey love..... She put him out, like a burning end of a midnight cigarette.....she broke his heart. He spend his whole life to forget. And we watched him drink his pain away.. little at a time..but he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind. Until that night...when he put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger..n finally drank away his memory...life is short..but this time it was bigger than the strength he had to get up on his knees..... we found him with his face down the pillow...with the note that said that "I'll love her till I die!!" and we burried him beneath the willow, where the angels cried.."its the whiskey love of life".... The rumors flew... but nobody knew how she blamed herself...for using you..... she tried to hide her whiskey on her breadth. she finally drank her pain..little at a time..but never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind...until the night....when she put that bottle to her head and pulled the tri

noye miche asha...... noye shudhu bhalobasha, noi akaron prem e andho.... jani tumi ami amader tori ajo shei bondhutto tomar chotto tori bolo amaye nebe ki?.......... chader alo jodi bhalo lage keno hoye jaye jhapsha? tomar ei tori jodi chole jaye fire ashbena joto bhalobashi tare dure..roye jabe tato ami jenechi ek paye nupur amar onno pa khali ek pashe sagor ek pashe bali tomar chotto tori bolo nebe ki?

The world all over seems so different.... And I feel so tired being here.....suppressed by all my childish fears..... I used to get captivated by your resonating light..... and now I am bound by the life that you have left behind and moved away way far...................... But your presence still lingers here and it wont leave me alone....... I have tried so hard to tell that you are gone bot still I keep on looking , searching and hoping that 1 day you might return.................... "These wounds wont seem to heal, this pain is just too real, There's just too much that time cannot erase" But still, never giving up, still hoping 1 day....... things will change and be the way I want them to be, 'm looking at the brighter side of all negative things around.......... . . . My college, which literally sucked the 1st day, is now the best place on earth......... New friends and meeting new people everyday, new teachers, new environment.......every

Like a dream it was....................hearing your voice after so many days....weeks.....months......... It still echoes in my mind..........every word you spoke....every syllable........your smile....your voice......your reactions.......your expressions........every sound that i could hear while speaking with you was crystal clear...................i could visualize you even though you are so many miles away from me............ like a dream I cant explain ............ like the sunshine in the rain love makes the whole world fall apart............... talkin about our lives ...new environment ....new friends...........but what i was hearing was just your voice that was speaking to me..............I couldnt hear anything else........ Sometimes the silence made me hear your heart beat................ As if the world is deep inside your soul......... . . . . . . . . . . again the silence .........again all the pain lashing back to my life which seemed for those few minu

Trust...............faith .........believe.............just seems words now formed by the combination of few alphabets. They have lost their meaning for me now... I thought if I try I will be able to forget you. He loved me so much made me think that his love for me will make your chapter in my life fade away. But I was wrong I was not right. You are just not a chapter in my life you constitute the book of my life..... I feel guilty I feel sorry I want to apologize I feel helpless..................he loves me wid his whole heart and here I dont have my heart .......... My heart is pounded and crushed into millions and billions of peices and thier dust is lost ........and m here all lost finding every single peice of my heart trying to bring them together. But everytime I try to join them together I can still see the cracks on them how do I love him wid a broken and torn heart ....I dont noe! He has faith that one day I will go back to him but how do I beleive the word faith and t

Life is changing again........The clouds are moving away........the sun is shinning bright and I am no more numb!! I got someone who is in true love with me..... doesn't care about my past and what he knows that is he wants to be my present and we together will make our future.......... I feel the pains and sufferings that I had to go through all these 5 years are now vanishing and now again I am falling in love........... He is my luck, my fortune, my love and now my life.............. From the day I met him it seemed as if my luck is again shinning on me....................Exam went well, got through the college I wanted to be in and now again I am smiling forgetting my past.....I feel so light cause now he is living in my heart................ Sometimes I am just scared that may be all this is unreal and a dream and I don't wanna wake up from this dream.............................. Love at first sight seemed to be a joke for me before...how can any body fall in

why didn't you understand? , why didn't you feel it?, why did you go away when you promised to be there?, why did you do this?, why did things turned around like this?, why did this happen?, why cant i go to the past and turn every thing right? why....why.....why....me?? I want answers of my questions I look at every possible man and ask them the reason for me being in such a state........but nobody could answer me.They just looked at me blankly and thought that I have gone mad...crazy. Can u tell me..... can u answer my questions. Do you remember me ...do you still miss me the way I miss you every single day...do you feel for me that way...the way you used to feel.............. You are going miles and miles away from me but still you are so close to me ...cause you live in my heart always....... You may forget me but how can I forget you ?? I close my eyes and there I see u standing just in front of me but when i open my eyes ....u are gone...somewhere

We were playing upon the sands by the sea, Talking, laughing, reflecting When all of a sudden I couldn't see you, I thought you were lost forever....... That you were drowning ..... I was frantic, I was scared with the fear of losing you!! I dived into the waves, again and again, Searching for you in vain.............. When I had given up hope and Decided to drown forever too, I saw you standing on the sands Calling me from behind," Here I am!!" Telling me that you were never lost in the ocean of infinity. That you were always with me with a cheeky smile on your face............... Then I woke up in the dream Before me lay empty pages and a pen But Words weren't enough, To tell what I had seen, Words were imperfect, empty and blank for me!! I lay down the pen, And only the empty pages were at all, And then I felt the feelings of emptiness.....in me with an empty space Empty pages Empty spaces Semantic spaces are

Life is a maze and love is a riddle......and Its really very hard to solve this puzzle!!! everyday we meet different kinds of people and some become special to us ,with sum we make friends......with few we fight.....and some meetings just remain untouched in our lives!! I met u first time in my tuition . And as it is said first impression may not be the last impression . I say this because when i first met you I found u to be a person full of attitude and arrogant and no-body-is-of-my-kind/i-am-the-special kind of thinking person. I hated to talk to you and had decided that unless you speak to me I wont say anything to you. That day our tutor had asked to borrow the copy from you for some notes but then your disgusting handwriting was just illegible . When i said this to you I really thought u to say something very rude kind but you were unexpectedly soft, polite, calm and said that you will try to change it. The expression on your face, your politeness to me...........that day

The carefree days of our school life, the days filled with a lot of fun and masti are all on the verge of coming to an end. Life was beautiful in those days when we fought for stupid reasons and quarreled with each other for silly things... maybe just for getting the window seat in the bus while returning home. Life seems to come to an end with the farewell of the school but when I look forward and see the rising sun from the dark clouds it just seems to be a beginning of a new life , a new beginning. Life is too long but time is too short and the world is very small. So may be the friends we are saying goodbye and ta ta and toddles today and make promises to meet each other again after we are well established ,may not meet them again but it may also happen that the classmates and batch mates with whom we didn't really get well in the 14 years of school life.... when bump into each other after several years become friends and discover the bond that we were unable to find