Choto choto dukkho kotha...
Diner byastotay tomake mone pore na
Bondhuder bhire hariye jao tumi
Sagor periye tomar saathe kotha ,
Hoye jay shobdo
Dekhte pai pordar opashe,
Chute pai na
Chera achole holuder gondho pai na
Bheja chul theke pore na ek fota jol
Amar ghum makha chokhe
Sondher haway bheshe ashena
Khopar chapa fuler gondho
Mon kharap kora thomke jawa bikele
Amar janla diye ek fali bhindeshi akash
Pasher janla eke eke jole othe
Kintu
Ma ashena dorjay jol chitote, sankh baje na moner ghore
Likhte ami pari na boro shoro maner kobita
Koyek kothay janalam choto choto dukho kotha.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Luck, Geometry and Power
Luck – perceivable state of life when everything falls in place (or sometimes out of place too!) as one had wished for. Times it jumps past the higher limit of one’s expectations , earning itself a good name .While at times (most in fact),it holds value lower than one ‘s minimum expectation to earn a bad name . To better this span of time one seeks the refuge of the positions of stars, precious gems and stones and most importantly GOD. Whether luck is static or dynamic and or temporal is a matter of controversy. But unquestionably it characterises a span of time of one’s life as good or bad (to people who believe that luck exists! Guess most people do so!)
Geometry –technically meaning earth measuring. It entails study of size, shape, relative position of figures and the properties of space (Thanks to wiki!). Ideally look at geometry from the perspective of one’s life. Let’s say circle of life- birth, youth, old age and death. Again, consider an angle of say 60 degrees- divide it equally into two halves. One could perceive one half of it to correspond to the share of virtues in his life while the other, vice. So, could geometry be visioned from the perspective of one‘s life?
Power- rate at which work is performed or energy converted. It could also quantify as the ability of an individual to control the environment around itself. Undoubtedly one seeks for power in life. Reasons unknown, known and variable. Guess there‘s nothing more to be written to convince the need of power in one’s life.
Thus the string that ties luck, geometry and power together is LIFE itself.
I’m kidding.
What links together these three is a snooker game!
Geometry –technically meaning earth measuring. It entails study of size, shape, relative position of figures and the properties of space (Thanks to wiki!). Ideally look at geometry from the perspective of one’s life. Let’s say circle of life- birth, youth, old age and death. Again, consider an angle of say 60 degrees- divide it equally into two halves. One could perceive one half of it to correspond to the share of virtues in his life while the other, vice. So, could geometry be visioned from the perspective of one‘s life?
Power- rate at which work is performed or energy converted. It could also quantify as the ability of an individual to control the environment around itself. Undoubtedly one seeks for power in life. Reasons unknown, known and variable. Guess there‘s nothing more to be written to convince the need of power in one’s life.
Thus the string that ties luck, geometry and power together is LIFE itself.
I’m kidding.
What links together these three is a snooker game!
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Misnomer
A misnomer is a term which suggests an interpretation that is known to be untrue as wiki defines. Examples :pencil lead, tin cans, Xerox, Guinea pigs, Quebec city .
Quebec city !Let me justify :.
1.A place where the only language you can speak is French. You are considered a criminal if you speak English.So don’t take chances if you grade yourself to be global in terms of communication if you’re just Anglophone . I landed at unknown locations - consequences of experimenting with my limited knowledge of French. At beer parties, I glued a plastic smile , my ears protruded to catch a few words here and there and make sense out of what was happening around. At class lectures too, I was trying to catch words like a novice butterfly catcher. I almost reached a stage when I decided to zip my mouth and be a listener.Once a week , I travelled two hours to get hold of an English Newspaper stale by a day or two.
2. People call it peaceful , calm ,serene, secure , I call it insipid , dull , mundane. I had to travel a good 30 mins by bus to go to your nearest depanneur (French name for an independently run corner store. I had to learn this .. life saver!).Life rotates in cycles of work and sleep (nothing in between !) Once I left my cell phone outside on the pavement for a good one hour for my visa interview and found it untouched.(Not complaining for this one though!)
3. The only happening places are three malls :Place Ste Foy,Place de la cite, Place Laurier and the downtown area.. Downtown Quebec has restaurants on either sides of the cobbled streets. Old men and women dressed too formally decked up ,passing by ,giving you a feeling that you are unkempt (I was wearing a T and denim.). At the end of the first two months I became a living store locator.
.... and more.
I pointed the important ones.
Well, friends this was just to give you a word of caution about misnomers. I was on the verge of getting doomed in “ the solitude of Alexander Selkirk “ ..so watch out .
Quebec city !Let me justify :.
1.A place where the only language you can speak is French. You are considered a criminal if you speak English.So don’t take chances if you grade yourself to be global in terms of communication if you’re just Anglophone . I landed at unknown locations - consequences of experimenting with my limited knowledge of French. At beer parties, I glued a plastic smile , my ears protruded to catch a few words here and there and make sense out of what was happening around. At class lectures too, I was trying to catch words like a novice butterfly catcher. I almost reached a stage when I decided to zip my mouth and be a listener.Once a week , I travelled two hours to get hold of an English Newspaper stale by a day or two.
2. People call it peaceful , calm ,serene, secure , I call it insipid , dull , mundane. I had to travel a good 30 mins by bus to go to your nearest depanneur (French name for an independently run corner store. I had to learn this .. life saver!).Life rotates in cycles of work and sleep (nothing in between !) Once I left my cell phone outside on the pavement for a good one hour for my visa interview and found it untouched.(Not complaining for this one though!)
3. The only happening places are three malls :Place Ste Foy,Place de la cite, Place Laurier and the downtown area.. Downtown Quebec has restaurants on either sides of the cobbled streets. Old men and women dressed too formally decked up ,passing by ,giving you a feeling that you are unkempt (I was wearing a T and denim.). At the end of the first two months I became a living store locator.
.... and more.
I pointed the important ones.
Well, friends this was just to give you a word of caution about misnomers. I was on the verge of getting doomed in “ the solitude of Alexander Selkirk “ ..so watch out .
Friday, April 23, 2010
blogg -in
Blog- a contraction of the term web log, was a faint idea to me. Potentially I see two reasons for this. One, I am a moron of the first order when it comes to being friendly with the e world. My only necessities being checking emails and watching movies (late addition). Two , one of the first blogs that I came across was a modified copy paste of wiki information wrapped in a high school essay . I guess the cause of the latter is to sound impressive and knowledgeable and en route the entire purpose of communication of ideas transforms to a mere review of the wealth of information available on it. So my distaste for blogs(not now though).
Once I improved to the status of a moron (without any order this time), I read some (sensible ones) and then more sensible ones till I finally decided to create one.
I pondered over the content of my first blog and felt that it made no sense to forcefully put a heavy load content, with serious artistic experimentation , intellectual ferment or political questioning.
Therefore , my friends let me KISS (Keep It Short and Simple)it here for today promising to be back with the confessions and not so intelligent ideas of an idle mind.
Once I improved to the status of a moron (without any order this time), I read some (sensible ones) and then more sensible ones till I finally decided to create one.
I pondered over the content of my first blog and felt that it made no sense to forcefully put a heavy load content, with serious artistic experimentation , intellectual ferment or political questioning.
Therefore , my friends let me KISS (Keep It Short and Simple)it here for today promising to be back with the confessions and not so intelligent ideas of an idle mind.
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