shree-shrees

Jukti

2011-12-20T08:02:00.000-08:00

Ghore duti meye,
Ekta boro
Ekta chhoto
Cholchhilo din,
Ador, Sohag, dushtumi tei bhore,
Shobai bole Lakkhi Saraswati.

Gune roope sobar
cheye bhalo,
Majhkhane te hotat elo
Pushyi ekta meye,
Ure eshey jure boshar taal.
Hoi naki tai?

Bhabchey bujhi
helaye phela meye,
Arek meyer jaiga niye nebe.

Dur! Dur! Dur!
Tadiye dei toh!
Ghorer theke!
Moner theke!
Jibon theke!
Hoi to bujhi,
Prithibi thekeo dur.
pran er jeno lesh na thakey ar.

Thonga banash, ghute kurosh
Loker ghore, khete khete
Entho khabar khute khute,
kuriye tulish.
Saadh hoyechey
koler kache boshe
Ador khabi boro meye, choto meye r moto?

Na peye tai mukhta holo bhar
Phele de re aasta kurey,
Jhata r bari maar!
Bamon hoye ichhey bujhi
Akash chaand ke neoar.

Lojja nei ko,
Behaya tar,
abar kandish?
hridoy ta ki baro holo,
jukti diye bujhe ne tui
Shoman shoman hobar aagey,
Dekh na nijer jibon takey.
payer talaye thakar katha,
lai peye tui mathaye chorey.
Kon shahosh e,
Eli hetha?
Shiber shongshar.

Shree.

Kuasha

2011-12-20T01:49:00.000-08:00

Pousher kuasha porey tiner chale,
maayer ancholer khut anguley joriye bhabi...
Maa tumi uthtei parbe na shokaley,
ami thik jege jabo....
Ta konodin i hoyni...
Maa uthe gechen ancholer khut angul theke khuley ....
temon ..i choley gechhe shob i jibon theke...
sneho bhalobashar misti swad...
roye gechhe dhushar akash jekhan theke kuasha...i jhorey porey.

Bristi bheja

2011-08-04T01:21:00.000-07:00

Aj hotath korey bristi elo,
uthlo bhijey mon,
bhijeygelo swapno asha,
bhijlo chokher kon.
Brishti bheja amar akash,
shristi korey mon.
Hokna bristi antarete abiram anukkhan.

shree

2011-07-12T09:57:00.000-07:00

Dheerey boye choley nadi Meghbati kutir dharey.
sandhya ashey nemey chupi chupi....
ghano kalo jal hoye jaye aro ghano.
rakhal balak math thekey ferey.
jwoley othey mangaldeep jonakir mato andharer majhey.
shankhadhwani dhabito hoy dur bohudurey.
sethaye jetha achhey ek parnokutirdwarey apekkhamana...
mayamoy ekti jibon kanyashishu ek....
dhulaye aponmone khelar puttali niye...
ghumaye porechhey shey ei dharitrir koley...
eksaji shuvro gandhorajsamo.

mata firey eshey nen tuley bukey...
kutirbhitorey druto...
ashakto,andho pita...
duhaat baraye den sonar putali tarey.
aro kati eshey choley gechhe tara parampitar deshe.
Dheerey boye choley nadi Meghbati kutir dharey....

to be contd

2011-06-16T02:44:00.000-07:00

pitri bhatri griha prem swapno biheen ei manob jibon,
shato sahasro dhikkare chhinno bhinno hoye jaye,
asha swapno bhengey bhengey jaye jiboner proti padakhhepe.
sahaye sambal bijukto ei je jibon ......
kiba taar proyojan ar?
esaho pranadhik mrityu rajar kumar eke dao ekti chumban,
sohagey adorey kapoley amar.
chherey jabo nashwar mulyoheen biswad jibon ,
pari debo raatey chhayapather deshey

shree

in the edge

2011-06-02T10:30:00.000-07:00

in a yardstick....
few centimeters
walking
running
falling
alone
then
no more alone
walking
running
falling.....
sharing.

again
last few centimeters
alone
walking
limping
falling
w
a
i
t
i
n
g

in the edge
to soar high
up
in
the sky.....
to fly..
with
a
divine kiss.

shree

new dawn

2011-05-30T22:08:00.000-07:00

raindrops....
falling..
on the tinned roof.
bling..
bling..
ting..
ting..
tung..
tung...
bringing a new dawn.

shree

setarer chhera taar

2011-05-24T22:37:00.000-07:00

setar ta bajte bajte theme gelo hotath i,
hoy to ba taar chhirlo ,raktakto holo hater angul.
bhijey gelo setar ta ....kapor ,jamar kol...
tibro byatha ye kende uthlo,
na na byatha hobey keno?
chechiye uthlo sobai.
chokher jal na rakter fota?
lukiye rakhe buker bhetor.
muchhe fela rakter daag ..
nashto holo to bajna ta..
chhi chhi ki je karo bokar maton.
jano na kichhui...
na kaj na bajna na jiboner hisheb..
hisheber karchupi..
khelaghar bhenge jaoa putuler mato.
ghar bari taka gari sundar goynaye jhalmale jiboner kachhe..
setarer taar chhera kichhu noy
anguler khato serey jabey dui ek diney.
hridoyer daag....
theke jabey bhetorey bhetorey ,
chupchap...
bhor hobey ,raat hobey ...
sanjher andhar nama prithibi te ..
kei ba rakhe mone..
chhera setarer sur..
rakter daag..
drishtir araley...
lukiye rakha..
kasturi mon..
nei karu khoti..shok...
setarer chera taar thake porey gharer konaye,
dhulochapa porey.
shudhu je hoyechhilo khato bikkhato ..
mone taar thakey ..
sonali somoy.

shree

who is closer to my jugular vein

2011-05-02T21:52:00.000-07:00

tell me who are You?
are You that sweet fragrance stored in the flowers?
are You the One who gives luminance to the stars?
are You that song in the blue skies?
do You sing those enchanting notes in the soft breeze?
are You the glimmer of life in the mother's womb?
and also the grim harshness in the rough seas?
are You the cloud of grace showering on me?
are You the flash of lightning that flashes across the dark sky?
are You the one in the life sustaining mother's milk?
are you the spark of hope in the eyes those who suffer?
are You the humanity in the humans?
are You the innocent smile of a child?
tell me are You the one who is closer to my jugular vein?
remove the veil of my eyes ....King of Kings
let me see You at my last hour...

shree

2011-04-21T03:51:00.000-07:00

A profile of the sacred heart school

under the sacred heart trust

Vision: We dedicate ourselves for holistic education and self reliance to under priviledged children of our society with love ,trust,compassdion and faith.To educate and support their mothers for sustainable livelihood.

Mission: # Holistic education for under priviledged children
#Sustainable livelihood support for mothers.

The Sacred Heart School is located in Picnic garden Tiljala area of kolkata .It is predominantly a minority community area where people are from middle -middle class and lower middle class,and most of them are economically backward.

The establishment of the school was inspired by the founders association with the work of Holy Mother Teresa and her organization Prem Daan ,which is also in the same locality.The school has also contributed to the cause of the old age homes run by the various Christian organizations in Kolkata.
In keeping with this mental frame the idea of establishing a school to impart education to the children of the economically backward sections of the society at nominal or no cost was mooted. This matured into reality by the way of Sacred Heart School, founded by Mr.Anikendra Home & Mrs. Priyasree Home, in the year 1993,in a rented premises at C.N.Roy road,Picnic Garden.The entire costs were borne by the founders and the school started with only 4 children.

At first the school had classes for children up to the age of 6(six) and the school was only a primary educational institution. The children were given a small tiffin everyday,books and writing material free of cost. gradually,as time passed, over the years,the number of pupils grew and the existing students also grew in age thereby moving in to higher classes. Also, pressure was being brought upon the management of the school to accept children who were also prepared to pay fees to avail the opportunity of English medium teaching which was scarce to find in that locality.

As a result of this, certain changes had to be made. The children who were taught and trained could not avail the next higher class in the school after Class I. Consequently, they had to either shift to another school or if they could not afford that,they simply stopped studying. In the former case the fruits of the effort made by the school were enjoyed by other schools and in the later case the efforts made by the school were rendered useless in absence of discontinuance in the studies. Hence, higher classes had to added. Also, it was decided that a part of the students who were willing to pay full fees were to be taken. The fees collected from them were to susidise partly the cost of the free students. The rest of the costs were raised by the founders and from donation.

The increase in the number of classes and the number of students brought in the problem of space constraint in the existing premises and the management of the school had to look out for more space. At that time the school was not financially equipped to buy out a space of its own. To solve this problem the school then shifted to its present premises of 19A/1 Prasanna Naskar Lane, Kolkata - 700039. This too is a rented place and in the same locality which made the change over smooth for the school as well as the students with minimum inconvenience.

In this premises the school grew and expanded up to Class X. The number of free students also grew and currently there are 56 free students and 58 concessional students including one physically challenged child and 2 children affected by Autism. A small change had to be made in respect of such students since many of them enjoyed the facilities free of cost and did not pursue later on. A token sum of Rs.10/- only per month was taken from them as a commitment fee and also an undertaking that they will pursue their studies till the Class which the school can provide them.

All these 56 children are provided with daily breakfast in the form of seasonal fruits,bread and jam and sweets or any other nutritous food as deemed fit by the management. They are also provided dress and pullovers free from the school

Over the years it was observed that these free students who were basically from the economically backward section were having problem in doing their homework particularly the small children on Kindergarten and lower classes who needed help in doing the homework. Most of the parents were illiterate and not initiated into any form of education as they were rickshaw pullers, grocery shop workers, artisans, auto mechanics, simply middlemen for odd jobs, agricultural labourers, porters, etc. There wives were also sometimes occupied mostly as maids in households,nursing ayahs, or doing odd jobs such as making paper packets,pickles, etc. Their time was spent in fending for their existence mostly.

Observing this it was thought that since the young children spent most of their time with their mothers, it may be good idea to teach the mothers to some extent. This offer was made to the mothers of such children. Some of them, particularly who were unemployed or could find time for their employment enrolled. Presently there are 31 such mothers enrolled. They were also taught basically what their children were learning so that they can help the children in their studies. Thus, this became a complete package "STEP TOGETHER- MOTHER AND CHILD" . This programme of teaching the mothers was also free for such mothers except for a token fee of Rs.10/- per month.

Most of these mothers being unemployed were also taught self employment handwork such as making pickles, artefacts, needle work, kantha stitch needle work, making jute products , pottery work, jewellery from seeds. The products made by them are also sold through the school , and the school holds an annual exhibition for the sale of such products. The major part of the proceeds of the sale is ploughed back for subsidizing their and their children's ehem as an incentive and cost of raw materials if any.

Thus, two groups of students emerged, one those who paid in full as in a m\normal school and second the students and their mothers who belonged to the STEP TOGETHER programme.

The desire for good education insatiable, the demand for admission increased year by year and presently the school has 430 students studying upto Class X from Montessori classes. The school has to employ teachers and is presently having 20 teachers plus 5 maids to look after the children. To accommodate all the classes the school had to rent additional accommodation of 2 rooms which fortunately was available in the opposite building and introduce 3 shifts.

As a result of the above the expenses of the school increased. The salaries of teaching and non teaching, expenses on books, exercise books, uniforms , nutritious food to the free students. The market price being a factor of the expenses its increase is beyond the control of the management. But the income from the students has not increased in the same proportion. The fees of the school which were Rs.120/- per month per student on an average, have been increased to Rs.250/- per month per student in a gap of 19 years. This has increased the dependence of the school more and more on donations.

To provide an incentive for donations it was thought that donations might increase if some benefit could be passed on the donors. This was possible only if the donations could be made Income tax exempt for the donors. As per legal opinion obtained this was possible only if the school could be placed under a Trust. Accordingly, the SACRED HEART TRUST was formed in 2009 having its office in the same premises. The donations to this Trust is exempt from Income Tax deductions u/s 80G (v) (vi) of the Income Tax Act valid from 08/10/2009 to 31/03/2012. The Sacred Heart School has been placed under the said Trust. Hence, the donations to the school also now qualify for Income Tax exemptions.

Moreover,the present accomodation has become inadequate for the expanding school.For lack of space this year ,despite running the school in three shifts ,admissions had to be refused .To add to these problems the landlord of one of the rented accomodation has notified for vacating the premises.All these have led the management of the trust as well that of the school to look for its own accomodation ,preferably a building of its own which will also help the school to obtain affiliation of the Board of Secondary Education of the Government of West Bengal.This will enable the students to pass out the school level examination from Montessori onwards thereby creating a belongingness of the students to the school.
The management has thus looked for such an accomodation and has identified two such buildings in the same locality to minimize the difficulties of re-location as stated above.One building is under construction and the other one is already constructed .For purchase one of these building a sum of Rs50 lakhs [Rs 50,00,000] is estimated.from the above profile it is evident that school does not have the surplus funds to finance such a project and hence has to approach for donations.Efforts to raise this amout has already been started from parents,friends and relatives and help towards this in the form of donation will be of immense help for the school to survive as now it has become a question of survival of the school with its students ,teachers and its Step Together children.

cheque to be drawn in the favour of

sacred heart trust
or
sacred heart school

our address

sacred heart school
19A/1 prasanna naskar lane
picnic garden
kolkata 700039

for furthur information mail to
priyahome@gmail.com
9830771977

--
'I have put duality away,I have seen that the two worlds are one......One I seek,One I know,One I see,One I call'

--
'I have put duality away,I have seen that the two worlds are one......One I seek,One I know,One I see,One I call'

Hemanter bela

2011-01-04T21:06:00.000-08:00

Parijaat ....parijayee pakhi...
urey ashey kon dur theke..
narom fuler mato..
sada lal ,sada kalo ghano bunotey dhaka
sheeter gahan kalo jale dub deye bheshe othey...
thotey korey tuley aney machh,gugli...sheola..
shesh bikeley
hemanter bela...
shato nakkhatrer mela chhuye
firey jabey nijeder gharey...
diganto pari diye...
meghbalikar deshe...

shree

Bhalobasa

2010-12-28T18:55:00.000-08:00

janmer somoy chhilam eka,
maayer buker om pelam prothom ,
tarpor janlam prithibi,
nijeke chinlam abchha,
kakhono makhmali rodey kakhono chhayaghera
...nijjhum pathe...
jharnar taaley taal miliye ,
choley jai bohudur.
laal roder aloye,
hoye jai surjyo laal....jwalanto...
jani ekakitwotai jibon....
swad niy sheetal ushno ...anurananer...mone mone...
bhalobashar...premer...biswaser...
shob i thake matir talaye ghumiye ...
ankurer mato...
uthey ashey alo peye buker ghobhirey....

shree

Maa amar

2010-11-03T10:48:00.000-07:00

Ebar Durga Pujoye lekha

O Maa chal disco jabi aj dujane?
Tor ulur jhulur chuler majhey
chander kana uthuk heshe....
hukkah-bar e ayesh boshey....
cocktail e te chumuk dibi.
O Maa chal disco jabi aj dujane?

Shashthipujor listite tor
kon dressta ajkey achhey?
long skirt e tui khub manabi,
branded laal jamar sathey.

Saptamite kurti jean e ,
nolokpora khola chuley,
mandapey tui adda dibi,
raat dupure honda chorey,
line dibi proshad nitey?
O Maa chal disco te jai aj dujaney?

Saara bachhor din gunechhish,
ashbi kabey amar ghorey,
chhele manush ,meyer pora,
Mahadeber ganjar dhoya,
bhuley jaa tui ek nimeshe .
O Maa chal disco te jai aj dujaney.

Ashtamite porbi sari,
bhoger khaoa,
sandhipujor pathaboli,
Nano gaari chobi to aj?
mandapete ghurbi shudhui chorki ghora.
naatak,gaaney saajer ghorey hariye jabi?
kaasher bon e ,shiuli bon e.
tai....O Maa chal disco te jai aj dujaney.

Nabamir bhoger porey,
choley chal parlour e te,
trinayane make up korey,
dhunuchi dhaaker taale,
aaj ki porchhe mon e ?
kailash e oi gharkanna?
Mahesher paglami shob...proloy nacha?
avimaaney thoth fuliye shmoshaney boshei thaka.
bhabish ki tui eshob katha anyo mone e?
jakhan era uthbe metey nacher doley..
nacher taaley..
O Maa chal disco palai aj dujaney.

Nabami sara holo,Dashamir sakal theke,
bhasaner...
badyi bajaye...
dhakira du chokh muchhey.
Maa aye sindur kheli,
baron kori bhora praney,
sonamora garad sari,
raatey ki jabi..i choley?
aabahon montrey eli,
chhili tui amar gharey,
somoy aj holo jabar ,
bisorjaner korun surey.
kato katha roilo baki ,
kato khela khelli ne Maa,
shiulir gandhomakha ,
daklo sakalbela.

Niyotir emon maja ,
keu ki ar dekhechhe...
Maa Meye eki hoye ,
boshei achhen hridoy jurey....
aj tai bolbo na ar kaney2...
Maago tui disco jaabi amar shoney....

Shree
Maa amar Dashabhujadharini Mahashakti Mahamaya
Durga. Ebar Tini dhora diyechhen amar chokhey Rai kishori hoye....
kauke kashto ditey ei kobita noy. amar
moner noibedyo kobitaye.

noishabder awaaj

2010-06-21T00:46:00.000-07:00

Bhalobashi noishabdo,
katha boley hawa,
katha boley gaachh,pakhi,ful ,
sumadhur andhokaar.
ghume,adho ghume,
preme pori,
bhalobashi chupkathar ghar,
somoy boye jaye,
jhoro hawar talaye...
atolanto sheemaheen,
noishabde bheshe jai...
dubey dubey jai,
chuye porey modhur mato,
chetonaye,shorirey..
bhlobeshe jai chupi chupi praner govirey
jaler neeche ,
paankouri ar sobuj shyaolar bukey,
thanda araam chokh bujey.....
noishabdo chhoriye porey deeganter mathey...
kachhe ashe durey bheshe jaye....
jeeboner govirey.

shantiniketan

shree
19.06.10

proshno

2010-05-18T09:29:00.000-07:00

sedin meghe dhekechhilo tara,
karur to kichhu mone hoy ni,
proshno..o jangeni,
keno dhaklo meghe tara?
mamatar haat.
office er bhat.
diye deoa sobkichhu dheerey.
keno go?
piya tohsi kaisi avimaan?
ichhe karena ki?
bhalo khaoa,
bhalo pora?
anander jharnaye chan,
kar parey aviman
pani kheye roja shuru ...
pani diye bhanga ,
ek muth chirey fal...
sharbat...
deyeni ko keu.
bhuley jaoa jor korey,
pranitir bhag,
jor kara ,
arey chhi chhi,
tar cheye thaka bhalo tara hoye sudurer..
kalo meghe dhaka .
porbena mone ...
niye nebi kere kure sokolei,
debe chhurey fele,
meghe dhaka tarader...
kajey kono lagena to boley.

ei kobitar utsho amar ek didi janr ekti proshno chhilo 'amar ki bhalo lagtey nei machh khete?'
'notun kapor porte?'Eider diney khir khete'?uttar dite parini takhan.aj likhlam.
kobita ti amader sob meghe dhaka tarader janyo...jate tader opor theke kalo megh ti shorey jaye urey jaye.Amen Amen

prapyo

2010-05-02T21:53:00.000-07:00

jaini chhuye akash hoye,
fuler majhe projapoti,sonar sutor jari mora,
hariye gechhi pather dhulaye,
parash pathor hoini karo.
bhalobashar jibontakey korte cheyeo hoini sona,
tai feley dile .....khyapa...
khojey firey pathor tuku....korbe sona taar chhoya te.
kono hridoyrer sagor bajena aj,
kandena pran,
bolena keu, muchhiye diye chokher dhara.
kendona ar
bheshe jao...
premer shrot e.
morur majhe...
shorir,mone ,hridoye jege uthuk ramdhenu rang,
tabu,
muchhe gelo....dhushar megher arale se.
ashaheener ,swapnobiheen raat kete jaye,
daman korey muchhe felar ichhetuku.
judhho karey nijer sathe .
karon bojhar ahoituki khelar maney.

chhilona to pabar kichhui sohag,premer,allader ei chhhitefota hisheber karir mato.
chhilona angikar...shorirer shunyosthan purno kara...
tao morichikapraye swapner pichhu dhaoa ...
ekhon to tao noy.naboprem e bhalobasha sohager dheu e bheshe jaoa
aj chhure fele deoa dhulomakha pathe uchhishter pata.
hoyto etai prapyo....
hotey parini parash pathor,
tarar aloye uthte futey....
ditey parini jakhan cheyechho jatota.
byarthotar bojha boye jaoa .
shunyotar jhuli haatey.
hete chola shesh path khana.

shree

korey tolo bidyut alomoy chhayamoy surjyer mato

2010-03-30T01:12:00.000-07:00

cheyechhilo ekmuth chhaya, mathar opor,
jhar uthechhilo,bhenge gelo nirapad neer,
porey thake bhanga daalpaalaa matth jurey.
cheyechhilo achhad,ektu aaral.....
aadhchhera jama,
bhat pet purey,
babar sneher haat,bhaiyeder sathey khunshuti.
maayer anchaldhaka dupurer ghum,
payeni shey,
shoishab kandey,
ar firey ashbena konodin.
montai buroder mato hoye gelo.
glanimakha bhat khete khete khaoa shesh.
marubhumi path chala jiboner shuru theke.
eka khub eka..
thuli pora dourer ghora.
kaj karo,kaj korey jao pabey sukh konodin.
ashwash kato.
hashimukh,
chokhe jal porey jaye tuptap fota fota mishey jaye....
dhara snan e ....
dekhabey na kakhono..o konodin..kaukei.
hridoyer bhetorer dagdagey gha ta.
bhag bhag kora,
haat,paa,buk,pith,thot,
pet,chokh,uru,joni ,magajer.
ke nebe thikthak kara agey theke.
cheyechhilo ekmuth bhorshar chhaya,
buker bhetor
pishey jaoa jata kaley,
debey na to keu chhaya tai rode kei boley heshe chhaya hoye jao...
dheke dao jato laaj,khobh,avimaan.
karo bismrito jato atiter glani.
karey tolo bidyut alomoy,chhayamoy surjyer mato.

shree

unlimited prayer

2010-01-06T00:41:00.000-08:00

life unlimited,the sea, the sky and the horizon is yours.
dream unlimited,life grows as large as your dreams.
future unlimited that enables you to go ahead,
joys unlimited,many ways to enjoy more.
peace unlimited,all in this life and beyond,
action unlimited that let the next few generations live life to the fullest.
opportunities unlimited ,use them to be in win win stage always.
ideas unlimited to fulfil dreams.
unlimited universe calling you to touch the distant sky....
explore unlimited..........
love unlimited.......
in this limited time.......

dedicated to tupulala and abhun.... my life's unlimited source of encouragement....

ajana bhobishyot

2009-12-17T00:00:00.000-08:00

Garam momer mato goley jaye samparker suto,
Behular lohar bashorey dhukey porey abiswaser saap
ajante...hiseber haat dhorey.
bhashoman jiboner teerey bhengey jaye ramdhenu...
shatochhinno hoye.
jurbey ki ?
ajana bhobishyot...i janey.
chul chera hiseber deoa neoa...
andhokar suranger bhetorey.
achhe shudhu kromagato byabohrito..
hoye jaoa ashaheen jiboner pathey.

dupurer jha jha rode e ekmegh akasher mato...

2009-09-29T11:16:00.000-07:00

kalboishakhi duranto jhhar to jibon,
bojhona ki?tomar ..amar ?
nachi aj,
geye uthi gaan,
gori ar bhangi,
kandi,hashi ....
benche uthi...protidin,
benche thaki durbaar,abineeto, kolkhoja jharnar mato.
jibon to ranga fuley...shishirer kuchi heerey.
tuley niy muthi bhorey...
mekhe niy gaaye mukhe,
somoyer jujuburi kol gheshey ashey,
taar kaaney heshe boli....
sonamoni...bhoy ami pai naa go....
benche uthi.....protipal...anupal...protidin..
benche thaki dupurer jha jha rode e ekmegh akasher mato.
shish diye sur tuli,
tuley niy dukh ar sukh, heshe kende,
ancholer khutey,
shihorito hoye uthi,
premer paroshe,
bhalobasha,
snehe,
shorir jowarey bheshe jai.....
taar sathe....
narir bandhoney.
benche uthi...protidin...protikkhan ....utsuk hoye...
benche thaki bhrun hoye asha ar bhalobasha dolachale...
jiboner morey ,paltechhey ankibuki....raamdhanu hoye..
dheerey ati dheerey...
bojhhona ki ?...amar ....tomar?

to you .

shree

fakir's empty bowl is overflowing

2009-09-17T10:58:00.000-07:00

life blooms...
lips sings praise...
feet dance....
heart bursts in pleasure....
world is upside down....
crazy thoughts..
pink bubbles ....
walking in rain....
grass is soft carpet ....
fragrance of divine...
smile of sun...
light of moon...
singing of stars.....
rhythm of oceans...
trees shine.....
sings the multiverse ....
Allah hu Akbar....
Allah hu Akbar....

reason fails...
eyes flow....
fakir's empty bowl filled today....
overflowing....
all forgiven...
all forgotten...
all sorrows gone....
a new life begins.....
The King Of Kings made it happen....
shukria shukria shukria....
shree completed....
The Kaalam e Pak....
listen o world ....
see His miracle....
in my life.....
falling like rain....
Allah hu Akbar
Allah hu Akbar

shree is happy......very happy.......

Om Namah Shivaya....

2009-06-25T19:48:00.000-07:00

Annapurna smiles...
ladles out everyday's rice,ghee,vegetables....
cleans the pots and pans...
Her Shiva will come...
happy smiling .....ash and tiger skin...
smoking and drinking.....
She doesn't mind....wanted Him...
Parvati.....loves Him...
adores Her madman...
madly in love with Her...
pots and pans ......
spoon and fork....
wood and coal
Annapurna does Her work....
waits for Her Shankara Mahadev...lovingly...
He returns happy...angry...frustrated...sad
all the emotions together....
dances His Tandava.....
in Kailash all are afraid ....
breaks Her playhouse.....Her pots and pans..
spoon and fork....Her courtyard...
Annapurna waits.....
two dewdrops makes a rivulet....
Mahadev....stops .....suddenly...
holds the drops inHis palm...
whispers....I am hungry...
forgets all....
Parvati holds Her Beloved in Her arms lovingly..
serves the food......
because She knows He is She and She is Him...
He calms....the crescent moon and the sacred Ganga giggles...happy..
the nectar of life flows....
ardhanarishwar....
the universe sings in unison...
melts in love....
Om Namah Shivaya...
Om Namah Shivaya..
Om Namah Shivaya...

to the Lord of Kailash

Shree

elam chole buker majhe

2009-06-16T10:17:00.000-07:00

koler opor jhapiye porey tukro roder...
khela kore angul niye, elo chule, sharir paarey...
payei payei ghure beraye edik shedik...
doure aashey ghame bheja buker maajhey
mukh lukotey.
khele koto luko churi jhuto puti amar shaathey
chumu kheye joriye dhore buker maajhe,
omer tatey,
ranga thothey,
ghumiye porey,
sanjher koley,
dur krishnochurar laaler dagaye,
megher anchol dhaka pahar churaye.
kal shey aashbe phire...
ek raashi swet tagar niye...
chhoriye debe bhorer belaye
mukhe mathaye,
jhapiye porey pither upor, khola chule,
shishir bheja payer pataye...
bolbe....
"Ami elam chole, tomar kaachey,
buker maajhey, thakbo boley,
omer tatey."

Shree

elaano khola chul ar gharir kanta

2009-06-07T06:07:00.000-07:00

Somoy stabdho hoy,
sada janalar paashey,
elaano khola chul ghorir kanta ke ..
pechiye dhorey thake..
cholte shey debena kichhu tei .
kichhu pal kichhu muhurto,
aatkano thakey.
somoyer dewaley tiktiki..
othey ar naamey.
upur hoye dekhe...
padmogandhi khola chul ar gharir kanta ke.

oshudher bill,
meyer tution,
chheler school er mainey,
athoba nichhak ...i khela..
uposhi dupure...
kakhono ba soptaher ration er daam,
duto ekta goyna...kapor.
chokabar mulyo...dharjyo hoye jaye....
kaney kaney khola chul ar gharir kantar.

Anaayash....
jato baar gharir kanta atkey jaye...
padmogandhi shusnato khola chuley....
saada janalar pashey...
tiktiki dekhe....

shree

ek thoka jellyfish

2009-06-07T05:53:00.000-07:00

Neel jadukar bhashiye deye batashshe,
sonali budbud...
taar bhetorey dorochhe ekjan korey clown,
circus er saajey.
pranpon dour...
taka kimba branded jama juto,
notun restautant...e dedaar khaoa,
afuranto bhoger upakaron.
haater kachhakachhi.
plastic takar hishebe masher sheshe ..
shudu...i kharoch bhoger list e.
Radhar..kharoch..o dhora achhey taatey...

Hotath fete gelo sonali golok.
portey thaka nichey,
banchar janyo hakupaku pran,
chhitkey eshe porey..
nichy,
anek nichey,
pather dhuloye,
pranheen thalthaley,
ek thoka jelly fish...

shree

bheshe jaye adiganto gangurer jaley

2009-06-06T04:22:00.000-07:00

chhoi dhaka nouko te duto janala ,
etatey taar mukh otateo ki taar i mukh khojo?
bheshe jaye adiganto gangurer jaley....
khojo kakey jiboner dinanter pathey ....
ek thala bhalobasha bhag korey mukhe diy...
dule othey lakho kashful....
hajar rakter fota druto dhabomaan...
jhorey porey ajhorey....helaye..
ekaki path haata......
bhuley gechhi....
sonarong moumachhi gun gun gaan gaye kaney kaney...
paye bejey othey sur runrun jhunjhun....
bheshe jaye adiganto gangurer jaley....
shukhe dukhe maan e apomaane....
adhmutho hoye jaye muthobhara ..
kabey se ki ke janey...
nirjaney..
swapner deshe....
chaoa na chaoar paoa na paoar sheshey.
tulonaye bhalo shob....
sajagoja sundar...
palito shey sukumar....
bheshe jaye adiganto gangurer jaley.....
firey pabey.....
debatar lov er badole ...
jite nebe pran....
kono ek shesh bashore.....

shree

tomar buker madoler shabdo

2009-06-01T23:33:00.000-07:00

buker moddhye lukiye rakha hajar khushir mukh...
khule gelo ekdin, jhorey porlo bishal jalapropater mato....
jibone....aamar.bjhijiye diye shorir ,mon upchey porlo...
du kul bhashiye.
chhotto shukher avrokuchi urey eshey bhorey dilo,
aamar sobuj ronga anchol.
du haat bhoriye dile...anandey.....shei swapner desh theke.
muchhe dilam porishromer gham ....
grash tuley dilam mukhe...
tomar buker madoler shabdo anubhav korlam amar buker banshi te..
jekhane sur ar taal..loy ar taan bejey uthechhe ek...i songey..
jhonkrito hoye uthechhe....
adhara raginee'r mato..

shree

the silvery blue sky has opened her hair on me

2009-05-26T21:19:00.000-07:00

the silvery blue sky has opened her hair on me,
whispering sweet nothings in my ear....
words dipped in honey.....
many dreams....known ,unknown....
years spent together in loving and unloving.......
love so needs to love...angels sing....
where anger,abuse,hatred....unkindness doesn't change the love.
chained eagle has unchained....
when the silvery blue sky has opened her hair on me....
bird sings,
the sacred time passes on....under a painted veil.
and i sleep holding the tresses of my beloved..
blissfully.

inspired by a poem of St Francis of Assissi
shree

shukno holud patropunjyo porityajyo sarboprokare

2009-04-23T03:21:00.000-07:00

keu ki shunte chaye jhara patar gaan.....
sobujer ghano bon e hatey hat diye hata tai to kato sundar...
swikrito.....shukno holud patropunjyo porityajyo sarbo prokare.
dinante jhara patar nishabdo jhorey jaoa porey jaoa ..
kar thake mone...
din furalei futfutey jochhonaye karur ki mone thake ...
surjyer apar jyoti.....ushnota diyechhilo diney.
pichhone takabar somoy nei....nei anubhob...
sommukhe dhabomaan drutogati somoy...
nityo notuner deshe giye dekhe swapno...

akinchan jhara pata shudhu utsargyo korey....
jwalanir indhaner tarey ....
jiboner sheshe.....
Boishakher ek dirgho....
agunjhora......diney
nijeke.

shree

2009-03-29T01:06:00.000-07:00

7.Al-Muhaymin

The Preserver of Safety

You see Your creation...
through the light of Your all embracing grace....
help comes always.....
Yaa Muhaymin..Yaa Muhaymin...
O Guardian,O Master....
preserving,protecting...
saving...
all...
touches....
heaven,
seas,
sun,
moon,
rain,
earth,
tiny atoms...
living and non living....
stars....
planets...
multiverse and beyond.........
Your grace is all perfection...
forgive O Allah...
shree's imperfectness...

You Alone is The Forgiver...
You Alone is The Helper....
You Alone is The Protector.....
now and forever.....

shree

2009-03-25T07:34:00.000-07:00

6. Al-Mu'min

The Infuser of Faith.

luminous veil...
covers ....
infuses...
gives refuge...
tranquils ...
all..
the light of faith....
opens the..
inner eye...
all jigsaw puzzle cards..
gets fitted...perfectly...at Your command..
searching ends....
at Your feet....
Yaa Mu'min Yaa Mu'min...
cries....Your servant.....
for a nuqta...
a drop..
a dot...
infusion of Faith....

shree

2009-03-23T07:54:00.000-07:00

5.As-Salaam

The Embodiment of Peace.

You gave the Greetings of Peace..time immemorial...
to share the peace with others..
do i remember?
do i use..
yes i do...
without feeling it in heart..
just a mouthful of words...
Yaa-Saalam....Yaa-Saalam....
forgive me....
let Your peace run into the veins...
play the flute of Your love...
to toss and turn...
churn and make...me...serene...silent...
the song of peace..

shree

2009-03-18T19:37:00.000-07:00

4. Al-Quddus
The Most Sacred

The Sacred Divine light..
floods each heart,
show Beloved's face.
hush...listen..
wait...
Yaa Quddus,Yaa Quddus..
the mind chants..
can't feel,
The Unblemished...
coz i 'm incomplete...blemished...
sinner...
tears of love....
washes ...
.....fresh new garment...
covers .....all.

shree

2009-03-17T01:28:00.000-07:00

3.Al-Malik

The Eternal Lord

Multiverses turn,
when You smile...O Beloved,
rose don't bloom...
planets stop...eternally to bow,
Yaa Malik,Yaa Malik..
past,present and future..
melts in Your love..
slowly,
becomes
a Divine Song..

shree

2009-03-16T08:05:00.000-07:00

2. Ar-Rahim

The Merciful

Infinite mercy...
shown to the doll of dust.
Your jigsaw puzzle....
awesome.
blessings,
blessings..
and more blessings...
help to use Your Divine Gifts...
prosper...
in mind,
soul,body......
Yaa Rahim,Yaa Rahim....
chants my being.....
with a grateful heart....
now and forever...

shree

Allah hu ........

2009-03-15T06:19:00.000-07:00

Huwal laahul Khaliqul
Baari'ul Musawwiru lahul
'Asmaa-'ul-Husnaa' yusabbihu lahuu
maa fis-samaawati wal-'arz: wal Huwal Azizul- Hakim(59:24)

He is Allah,the Creator,the Shaper out of naught,the Fashioner.
His are the 'most beautiful names'.
All that is in the heavens and the earth glorifies Him
and He is the Almighty the Wise.(59:24)

Each Divine name of Allah has its own luminosity,power,blessing and ta'id(spiritual help).

tried to write a small poem for each Holy Name...
He is almighty ,all forgiving, shree asks forgiveness with a humble heart for any mistake writing this post.

1.Ar-Rahmaan
The Boundlessly Merciful

The divine light touch ...
endlessly,from the ancient times...
calls...
each wave in the ocean of love immerses me...
whispers the moon.....Sultan of Sultans...
blesses all.....
Yaa Rahmaan,
Yaa Rahmaan,
like dewdrops...
on grass,
mercydrops..
pierces..
makes..
me..
His servant...forever.

shree

swapon

2009-03-11T23:29:00.000-07:00

aj faguner purnimate..... dourey jabo sagartaley,paharchuraye,
tepantarer sobujronga mathe...
du chokh bhorey dekhbo kato ful..
shimul,polash,aloklata...
champa dodul dul.
dur sagarparer pine boney,
urmimalar rupor jaley..
bhashai bhela bhalobashar jabo anek dur.
dak diye jaye shankho chiley,
urbi naki suneel neeley surjyo jethaye othey?
dakche matal akash,batash...achhre pore bukey..
ei faguner purnima te.....
rongin holo chand.
chandan er i aghran ete...
reshmi sutor malaye genthey...
jochhnasnane sejey Radha...
khelen Holi aj...
modhur modhur banshir surey....
Krishna elen abhisharey...
sakol ronger sera ronge...
rangiye dite raat....
aj fagun er purnima te...
porbo ronger saaj.

shree

aj shudhu orey abir

2009-03-10T19:38:00.000-07:00

dekho hridi akashe aj shudhu orey abir...
sei rong...i chuiye alochumki te.
fulkey nabosaj poraye..
sanjh-bihan e ke go tulchhe sur..
aj fagun diney keno mon haraye?
piu kaha..piu kaha geye pakhi..
piya ke chaye..
milan ritu taar bash chhoraye...
gulal e abir e aj rengechhe mon..
eshechhe modhu mash nirab paye..
holud anchol aj dulchhey sonarodey...
khola chule gonja kati polash ful..
matal chand ke heshe mukh chumaye.....

Fagunpurnima..ke

shree

antoheen bhalobashar jatra

2009-03-04T21:11:00.000-08:00

dinanto amader jiboney aney ek notun surjyodoy,
protidin nabo nabo beshe, heshe daraye darjar frame e.
chupi chupi boley .....enechhi go...enechhi shudhu tomar..i janyo,
nabojiboner daali.

din ar anto noy ...antoheen bhalobashar jatra...
prouratter haat dhorey.
jiboner shob glani ,shob katu katha..dhuye deye sei...
dinanter alo .
ek nimeshe heshe othey aakash ,modhur hoy batash...
ar mishti chandta jochhna chhoraye mone..
niye jaye govir theke govirotaro ek chetonar pothey.
fute othey sugandhito ful hoye bikele....

dinanter surjyo digantey raktima chhoriye,
mukh gonjey megheder bukey..
chaye bhalobashar ashwas...
shishu bholanath er mato....
khunjey neye path ...ghum bhangabar ..
anyo kono sundarer deshe....
sobujronga tepantarer mathey..

dinante khuje berai bhalobasar gopon kandar...
protikkharato....
jatokhhan na pagol batash eshe teney ney buker majhe.....
ar geye othey sara prithibi....
bhalobashi go .....ami tomaye.. i.. bhalobashi....

nijer prouratwo ke

shree

fota fota jyotshna jhorey porey akarone...i

2009-03-04T02:59:00.000-08:00

gopon govirey je chhilo ghumiye ..chhoto kuri hoye ...
shey uthlo futey duranto ek soundarjye..
achena abesh hoye....
mon ,pran deho ekakar hoye jhorey porey hridoyer anginaye...

anurag ar lajya,anando ar shonka ...
haat dhorey choley hridoyer pathe,
ektu bhalobashar janyo apekkha korey thakey...
samasto satwa unmukh hoy...
sei monbholano banshir awaj er janyo....

fota fota jyotshna jhorey porey akarone...i
adhara bhalobashaye...
snehe,mamateye,preme...
nanarupey...nanaronge....
swapner majhe haatchhani diye dakey...
premer jharnasnan er akuti...te

dilam tomaye

shree

shubho janmodin

2009-03-02T18:33:00.000-08:00

aj matal batash hashe shubho janmodin ,
rangasurjo chhoriye mutho mutho abir...
shiuli fuley ar golape kolakuli.
heshe heshe boley shubho janmodin.
kochi patar kapone ar chander jochhonaye...
buliye deye haat....
chumiye mukhe shubho janmodin ...
pahar chura ar megher bhelate aj ..
ramdhanur rong e bheja ek mishti din....
shubho janmadin ...shubho janmadin...

tomake

shree

tui ki amar bondhu hobi bol?

2009-02-24T00:38:00.000-08:00

tui ki amar bondhu hobi bol?
neel akashe ghurir ora,
chhoto chorai,shalik pakhi,
jharnar jal,
boner pata,
pahar churaye dourey otha,
mishi hashi,
mukto jhara duchokh duti,
elomelo sharir anchol...
tui ki amar bondhu hobi bol?

paayer dhulo,
haater holud,
tel moshla,
khopar..i ful,
doyel,finger ektu nacha ,
ghasher bone porjapoti,
dhaker boley surer khela,
pujor diney sindurkhela,
janmodiney payesh khaoa ,
pukurghater kolshi bhora jal,
tui ki amar bondhu hobi bol?

habo habo bondhu habo chal
khelbo mora tor sathey aj..
du haat bhorey makhbo khushi,
bajbey sukhey,
du paaye tor rinirjhinir mal.

shree

jekhaney bash korey prem atindriyo prohorir mato

2009-02-23T08:50:00.000-08:00

shraboner jharnar mato bhalobasha aj dukul chhapiye uthey..
amar hridoye..
byatha ,bedonar urddhey sob kichhu.
achho antarey,anek govirey..
jekhaney bash korey prem atindriyo prohorir mato..
sundarer beshe.
pagoler mato chhute jaye achhrey porbey boley ...
samudrer bukey.
sheemaheen bishal akasher mato ,
cheye achhey adhara bhalobasha ...
kabey ashbey sohager baromalyo niye..
prodiper shikhar mato ekagro jwoluk aj ,
moner majhey aratir alo..
tomar..i mukh cheye chirodin ...
ajanar pathey..
hoy to bujhbe konodin..
kono ek ekaki ratey....
dekhbe shei prodiper shikhatuku andhokar pathey...
ujjwal hoye korchhe pathonirdesh.....
chira sattya bhalobashar beshe...
sohagini chirantani hoye...

shree

108 swet padmo bukey

2009-02-22T07:47:00.000-08:00

baro deri hoye gelo ashte,
byastotaye kata din ar raat,
sadher kamola sada shiuli fuler rashi matite lutoye.
klantikar jibon parobashe katey ...fera ar hoy na ....
jakhon firi takhon anek anek deri hoye gechhe......
darja perolei anyo prithibi kintu darja ar perono holo koi...
perolei peye jabo projapotir dana,ramdhanur rong ,
ar faguner purnimar chand.....
haat dhorar manush nei bolei ki ar darja perono holo na.
ashbe... ashbe shey...amio protrikkhaye boshey...
niye ashbey praner 108 swet padmo amar..i janye...
tuley nebo koler bhetore taakey...
haatey haat diye chole jabo shei darjata periye ...
durey durantarey 108 swet padmo bukey.....
kono ek modhujhara sonali hemonter diney....

shree

bhalobashar brishti upchey pora jaley.....

2009-02-22T04:30:00.000-08:00

bhor hochhey, ekta sundar mishti bhor,
roj...i ei bhortuku..i tomaye ditey pari...
karur songey bhag na korey...puropuri tomaye....
kochi durbar sobuj,gachher patar sonali jhilimili...
pakhider gaaner suprobhati sur...
abchha kuashaye hetey jaoa...
ar buker ektukhani om...
setai tomar janyo ekta sughrato rumaley joriye dilam.
bhalobashar brishti upchey pora jaley.

ashim nirmegh akashe ghurey berai erpor..
eka eka....kajer bhelaye.....
amake deoa tomar kata din, kata mash, kata bachhor..
tuley rakhi jatno korey ghum pariye...
raat jaga raat gulo..to tulei dile anyo hatey...
feley diley sugandhi rumal diner sheshey....
kashto neel...e
sundar mishti bhor ta kintu thaklo puropuri..
bhalobashar brishti upchey pora joley..
gochhito, amar..i kachhey.
ashbey jakhon jalapropater mato,
swarnochapar ghran hoye...
klanto,shranto tumi..
tuley debo tomar..i haatey...sughrato rumal...
bhalobashar brishti upchey pora jaley....

shree

buker moddhe futey othey ek romanchito swet padmo....

2009-02-21T04:47:00.000-08:00

udashi ek sonali bikele,
jakhon boshey achho tumi samner barandaye..
priyo chair taye...
durey krishnochura lal e lal.
haate khola kobitar boi..
tomar pachhonder....
kanchapaka chulguli elomelo hoye
dustu hawaye urchhey...
cheye achho tumi...
kon durer dike...
ke janey.
basanto eshechhe,
taar payer awaj shunte pao ki ekhon?
buker moddhe futey othey ek romanchito swet padmo....
hridoy kebol...i baley adhfota swarey, shahasro prithibir
afuranto premer jadu niye tumi firbe...
tumi firbei amar...i kachhe..
shato janmo janmantarey...
barey barey...
kono ek emoni udashi ,sonali bikele...
chirotarey..

shree

surjyota aro narom hoye futey roilo akashe...

2009-02-20T23:24:00.000-08:00

narom rodey pith diye dolnaye dol khachhilam sedin,
eka eka boi porte porte,
hotath mathar opor jhurjhur jhurjhur ful brishti...
ekrash kathchapa,jui,beli ar golap.
takiye dekhi dolnar pechhone dariye haschho tumi...
bolle...ful diye chan koriye dilam...aj...
haater boi ta kerey niye lukiye rakhle kothaye jeno..
tomar chhelemanushi dekhe akash batash heshe uthlo...
surjyota aro narom hoye futey roilo akashe.
koler opor matha diye kato elomelo gaan ar galpo korte korte ..
bikel hoye gelo...amader..
bikel..i to jiboner bikel....
chule bili kattey kattey bollam jei..
takhuni mukh firiye avimaan..
etao swapnoi kintu...
arekta mishti mishti swapno ...
bhabte besh laagey....
amar sei swapne dekha rajputtur er janyo swapno ta sajiye rakhlam.

shree

madhurjyo eshe daraye darjar saamney...

2009-02-20T05:59:00.000-08:00

antoheen anando.. o..ki govir bedonaye, garo swapne dhaka thake,
amader jiboney....
ekrash shishur kalohashi,
sadyojato ke koley tuley niye ador,
kopaler ranga sindurer fota,lalperey sharee,
sukhi boutir lajjyajarangano mridu hashi,
naki lolcharmo dui briddha briddhar hate hat diye hata...
hoyto ba anekdin porey priyotama ke dekha ,
na premer prothom chumban ,
konta thik amader sukher darjaye pouchhe deye ke janey.

asheem anando,antoheen sukh sob...i madhur anubhuti...
anubhab kori mone,shorire ar hridoyer spandane...
madhurjyo eshe daraye darjar saamney..
amra dekhi ...bhabi.....moner monikothaye lukiye rakhi...
ja kakhono hobe..i na tar katha...
keno na ei anandito swapno..i amader banchtey shekhaye,
chalona korey sundar theke aro sundar jiboner dikey...
shivam.....sundaram....ek mugdhotar taaney....

shree

sugandhi sukhsomoy majhe majhe...i ashe

2009-02-19T06:37:00.000-08:00

Aamar kheyali hawa ....

anekdin kono chithi likhini tomaye,
aj likhi...chapa ronger saree porey,
megher kali ar khager kalam diye,
chhotto ekta swapnochithi..
shudhu tomar janye.

khub swapno chhilo ,
relgarite korey,
tomar songey berate jabo,
janlar dharey,tomar koley matha rekhe,
galpo kortey kortey.
chand ,taara,aakash,gachh
aamader songey dourobe,
chhut, chhut ar lukochuri kheley kheltey.

tumi amar kapaley mukhey porey thaka chul
jatobar shoriye debe tatobar..i tara abar
pagla hawar shathe dourey eshe jhapiye porbe chokhe mukhe.
benchey thakar anando kapiye diye jabey,
tomar amar buk.

surjashter alo dekhte dekhte tumi
gungun korey geye uthbey gaan.
ar tomar shei colleger galpo shunte shunte..
ami heshe lutoputi..aachol elomelo.
du haatey amar mukhta tuley niye,
tumi bolbe..kauke emon hashte dekhini kakhono,
shara jibon chole jete pari ei hashitukur janyo.
bechey thakar swapno dekhte pari shudhu er..i janyo.
sugandhi sukhsamoy majhe majhe..i ashe amader jibone,
pagal kora monmatano diney....

ei swapnoguloi khame bhorey .....
ektu subashito sukh chhoriye ....
pathiye dilam tomaye...
shihorito bhalobashaye....

shree

my dearest moon walked in a ramp yesterday

2009-02-18T05:54:00.000-08:00

my dearest moon walked in a ramp yesterday,
walked on a stilleto very concious of her beautiful catwalk.
the stars cheered and clapped and blew kisses ,
but she threw me a saucy smile....
the milkyway spread the snow white carpet for her...
she glided gracefully over it.
planets were pushing each other for a glimpse of my queen.
and i watched her wondering.....is she really mine?
her mood sways upwards as she gets slimmer....
and i get moon struck when she is rounder...
she winked at me as she walked.....
with me arm in arm,
to bow to the audience...
i am elated,excited....crazy...
coz i'm her fashion designer.....

shree

On the blue evening

2009-02-12T23:51:00.000-08:00

the fascination of whats beautiful
has opened a fountain out of my veins and
spurt a spontaneous joy and love in my heart.
we are in the months appropriate for love....
the age of hope and illusions as they say.
On the blue evening .....
i went down the path..
picking bluebells and orange leaves..
felt the freshness under my feet.
i shivered...
i won't think about anything but an ocean love..
has risen in my soul....
i call this sweet spring......

shree

hotath ami roddur hoye jai

2009-02-10T04:54:00.000-08:00

hotath ami roddur hoye jai,
jhirjhirey ek hawar dolaye,
jhumjhumi dui nupur paye,
kusumranga surjo hoye jai.

koler majhe mukh dubiye,
ki jani kon durer swapon,
hashiye diye kandiye feley,
kalo badol soriye thele..
fagun masher mon chorano...
tomar shorir chhuye chhuye..
hotath ami roddur hoye jai.

sobuj sobuj amer mukul...
neemer kuri...jukti fuley ....
hartuki rang notun sharir,
nakchhabitey jhilik tuley...
ghamer fotaye mishiye giye,
dustu heshe,chumu kheye,
hotath ami roddur hoye jai.

ami rodddur bhalobashi tai ei kobita ta.

shree

yin has yang waiting

2009-02-09T23:24:00.000-08:00

every night has a new morning,
all the dusk has a new dawning.
each thunder has a silver lightning....
to clear the air of all......
each hurt has a tender caring....
as each winter has spring following...
all the frown has a new smiling....
every silence a lover's calling.....
all the crime has another forgiving..
to start a better morn.....
each condemning turned into new redeeming....
shunned gestures can turn welcoming....
every end has brighter beginning...
all being is a newer becoming.......
all the yin has yang waiting.....
to meet in new horizon........

shree

light went in search of hope with a naughty smile

2009-02-09T03:32:00.000-08:00

spring is knocking by...
blue birds sing,
wild mountains bring,
the peace within ...
with its silvery glow.....
the shining sky...
touches me ...
in a lazy loving smile....
dream came true ,
when held by you,
closer to your heart.
the anklet rings...
its golden bells...
spring came knocking by....
ran over the hill.....
to tell the world....
how happy am i.....

THANK YOUR MAKER.......
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL..........
LOVE YOURSELF......

shree

ami..i prem ami..i bhalobasha ami..i niyoti ..tomar

2009-02-06T07:17:00.002-08:00

ekbuk neel akash niye ...
dubey jai nechey berai ...alor anginaye..
pahar churaye....
sobuj ghashe....
jhilmile kato pichhle pora kochi patar aloye...........dekhi tomaye ...dekhi tomaye
shudhu tomaye ...sarajibon.
polash fuley,shimul fuley.....
krishnachurar laler abhaye.....
dubey jai nechey berai.....alor anginaye
jharer akash ,chander alo....kepe uthe amar bukey ..
hawar dolaye ....brishtitey ek bheja dine....
chupi chupi dubi ekhon bhalobashaye ...premer jhoraye ...
hridoyjurey ...katoi khelaye..
dubey jai nechey berai .....alor anginaye.....
thotey sei mridu hashir ektu jhalak..chokher kaloi upchey pora khushir dana..
khute niy ..anchol pete...buker majhe ...
duhaatey jorai ami akul kora subash takey..
jeno kon ghumer ghorey ...swapan majhe..
elo kon ghurni tola batash niye..
shaler boney..kurchi fuler chador gaye...
dubey jai neche berai ....alor anginaye.....
boshey thaki protikkhate....
bhalobeshe...
niyotir taner mato..i
tomar amar jibon jurey...
premer majhe bhalobashaye...
dub satarey.....

apekkhaye ami

beautiful adjectives.......nee mehendi burns

2009-01-30T00:20:00.000-08:00

adjectives are like sharp splinters ...
used whenever one like....
pierces the bleeding heart....
vulnerable soul.....from all sides,
knowingly unknowingly.....
reasonless....
hatred...
for a sinner...
though sins unknown...

coward...
pessimist.....
hysterical..........
mistrusting......
or no trust at all.......
pennyless....drunkard....crazy...fool
all are beautiful adjectives ...
said so lovingly....
whispered in the ear...

before a wondering, stupid gaze.....
the mehendi burns.

thousand gopinis sing

2009-01-24T23:12:00.000-08:00

the dreams we saw,
the life we've dreamt,
knitted the absurd story,
wrote the fantacy poems,
ran across the green medows,
walked on the dry desert,
soaked in the monsoon rain,
hand in hand.........
broken.......like a mirror....
in thousand pieces...life mocks at me....
youv'e taken it too seriously dear ,don't...its just a game....
as you said.
may be it is....
the golden sunrise....
lazy sunsets...
trotting twilights will never be the same...
comes and goes in a haze...
don't dream ....
don't hope....
as each day passes by ....
like a roadroller.
crumbles the bones and flesh under it.
so not to wake up again....
Anantashayanam Eternal light turns...
then burst out laughing.....cuddles me in Blessed arms.
thousand gopinis sing....
Radha soaks in Madhaba's colour....
coz YOU are ME
and I AM YOU......

to my inspiration....

shree

misty cherry bud

2009-01-15T03:15:00.000-08:00

i broke the lake......
with a twig,
through the ice
at the edge .....
making a place for my ashes,
to gently dissolve,
into elements...
so loved.

sprinkled my bits
of ash n bone....
and traces of heart.....
see the remain float,
there unintegrated,
sinking but not dissolved.

parted the ice here and there,
saw a tiny piece of me....
stuck to a moss,
reached to dust it in the lake,
but stopped to hear me say.
how cool it was to rest....
like a misty cherry bud...
just above the water,
on an ice first day of spring....after death.

to my dearest akinchan....
shree

pain is the breaking of the shell

2009-01-07T02:13:00.000-08:00

accept the seasons of your heart
summer,
monsoon,
winter and spring.
as you have always accepted the seasons,
passed over the fields.
you will feel the serenity,
through the winters of your grief.

pain is the breaking of the shell
that encloses your understanding like the blue -flamed pearl.
keep your heart wonder at the daily miracles of your life,
your pain would not seem less wonderous than your joy.

For its hand though heavy and hard is guided by
the tender hand of the unseen.
and the cup he brings though it burn your lips,
has been fashioned by the clay......
which the potter has moist .....
with his sweet tears.

shree

theme taken from Asok's blog

you do die for me after all.......

2009-01-01T03:22:00.000-08:00

your face is written in my soul......my heart....
past seven lives or many more....
when i write about you,
you alone become the writer.

what was you born for if not to adore me?
what was i born for if not to adore you?
i love you by the daily act of ......trust....faith and hope.

all that i have must say i owe you.
for you i came to life,for me you live.
for you i'd die and do die after all.......
you do die for me after all....coz my face is written in your soul.

to you

shree

Love....you are reflected in my mirror......hazily

2008-12-31T22:42:00.000-08:00

fragrant dusk swallow the orange globe,
milk white clouds drifted away in the sky.
you are reflected in my mirror.....hazily....

another year passed by,
tomorrow will be a new morn,
a crisp new morn,
dipped in faith to make impossible ......possible,
bathed in hope to make it work well,
surrounded by great wave of Love to make it beautiful......

come faith,hope and love immerse me in You,
totally............forever.
gently sing the lullaby......caress me to eternal sleep...
forever.

to LOVE

shree

kuashaye dheke jaye shabder jhak

2008-12-28T22:19:00.000-08:00

bhalobasha achhe ...nei
kuashaye dheke jaye shabder jhak,akhorera jhapsha,
andhare aloye lukochuri chole ,
moner govirey,

ghumoye taragulo nishigandhar bash e......
jochhonata guti guti haate.....
haat dhorey,
bhije jaye nisshar raat.

bhalobasha......achhe...nei,
dheke deye somoyer rong,
sindbaader buro...
hatiye niye jaye durey durantarey.....
niyotir mato,
matitey mishiye jabar agey......
makorer jaal ankibuki kate,
boyesher deoaley.
nishigandhar bash..e.

tomaye dilam

shree

Only if you only never fell asleep Abhimanyu......

2008-12-19T07:53:00.000-08:00

When you fell asleep in your mother's womb Abhimanyu*.....
did you know ?
did you ever thought ?
you've not learnt the art of saving yourself.
the art of a great warrior is to save one's own skin too.

life is a Chakrabyuha**.........
endless war with the mercyless killers..
killers of soul...killers of spirit...killer of human values.
Saptarathee*** killing the innocent child....
from seven sides......with a smile......in cool head.
heart cold like stone.

Only if you only never fell asleep Abhimanyu?
then what would have happened i wonder.
may be the Mahabharata would have been written...
differently.......
Saptarathees embraced lovingly....
Uttara's**** speechless cries ....changed into celebration...
and this old grey haired Earth smiled .....

*Abhimanyu=son of Arjuna
**chakrabyuha=a way of setting the soldiers in a war
***saptarathee=seven great warriors who killed Abhimanyu....incedentally they were his relatives and quite older to him
****Uttara=Abhimanyu's wife

it is said that Abhimanyu was in his mother womb when Arjuna was explaining the setting of Chakrabyuha but he fell asleep when Arjuna was teaching how to come out of it......so Abhimanyu never learnt that.

shree

a dot may be

2008-12-08T00:24:00.000-08:00

nobody i was.
nobody i will be ......

when i was born,
i came as nobody,

when i will go,
will go as nobody ......

i remained as nobody in my life....
an empty circle.
a dot may be.

to you dear friend ....

Shree

Nusre min Allah un fatoor khareeb

2008-11-28T02:12:00.000-08:00

walk on.......
walk on in the velvet snow...
pouring sky.....
boiling desert......
on the softest green meadow....
walk on......
in the blazing sun....
golden twilight.....
in the darkest night.....
where the next step is in the edge......
either a solid stone ......
or you learn to fly......
have faith.....He will hold your hands...
always.....

Nusre min Allah un fatoor khareeb.

have faith......

shree

in celebration

2008-09-17T20:36:00.000-07:00

friends in life are precious,
something to cherish,
some last and others lost,
thats the way it is.
life is like a running stream that flows
through many ups and downs
beating rocks ,storm and many earthquakes.

a companion in journey
brings many blessings
help to unfold the mysteries in life,
in the discovery of self.
in self realization,
in celebration.

a little hurt,
a tiny mistake,
a small misunderstanding,
bit of anger and resentment,
losing control of self ,
all create wall and division.

some are lost coz ,
heart has very little place in friendship
brain and logic rules,
how the heart should behave.
calculating,
time conscious,
measuring things ,moments even friendship,
friendship directed to self.

compartmentalize life,
they see life in bits and pieces.
no time even for themselves,
busy all the time ,
result oriented relation .
professionalism is the way of life .
they strive to gain and win always .
profit is the drive.
losses not expected ,not wanted .
only to win in all .....

they stand on sand ,
daily toil and energy
become desert heat and burn and lost.
the lost ones are the wounds in the heart .
they become the turning points in life at times.
its the way in life .
all pass through this .
acceptance of this reality makes life ,
worth and meaningful.

surrendering totally gives
lasting friendship.
in emptying self we gain heaven.
on this Earth.

shree

Alif...Dal......Mim

2008-09-17T02:18:00.000-07:00

Alif
Dal
Mim

stand
kneel
prostrate

feel in your heart.......
the world appears because of He ,
but of He is no trace.
His love bestowed on you oh fakir,
with ever loving grace......

to you.

shree

anandam....anandam

2008-08-18T21:32:00.000-07:00

as i walk along the moonlit night,
the inner games of life passes by,
lonely pine tree....
whispers....
pebbles kissed the toes,
the pole star sends songs....
like a wave....
touches the core,
anandam.....anandam...
feel the happiness,
fills the sky,
oceans,
earth....
breaking barriers,
anandam....anandam....

shree

aamar meye1

2008-08-12T09:05:00.000-07:00

this two poems are written by my beloved father when i was five plus ,he is no more but this is a small tribute to him......

shaler boney shaler charar mato,
beye beye uthchhe amar meye,
bhorer shishir chumiye jaye mukh,
ghum bhenge deye pakhira gaan geye.

kochi kochi sobuj paatar dheu,
kapon lagaye sara deher majhey,
mridu batash hotath diley dekha ,
mono-nupur mando madhur baje.

choitro maashe kaalboshekhir megh,
ghoniye jakhon ashey chaaridik,
meye aamar kalo ankhi meley ,
sadaye ghera alor majhe tip.

aakash kepey uriye ashey jhar,
dharar buk sajorey deye naara,
meye takhon madol bajaye jorey,
dodul dolaye boney laagey saara.

surjyo jwoley holka agun neme,
puriye deye boner sobuj chhaya,
meye takhon rudrani besh seje,
shaler boney tapashwini kaya.

shrabon eshey bhijiye diye math,
aalor dhara namiye deye boney,
pataye pataye katoi mridu katha,
notun gaan jegei othey mone.

meye amar eliye diye chul,
jibonrashey purno korey praan ,
gunjariya othey hridoymul,
geye othey nabo-jibon gaan.

Kishori

khelar paat sango holo tomar
paather khela shuru karo meye
baro jara bolbey tomaye bhalo,
chhoto thakbey mukher paane cheye.

putulguli kuriye niye ebaar ,
tuley raakho sidukete purey,
chair-e tey boshey paro tumi,
boigulo shob rakho tomaye ghirey.

porbey jato janbey notun kato,
dekhbe porey jaanar nai shesh,
notun notun gyaner porichoye,
paabey tumi notun diner resh.

baro hobar sathe sathe tumi,
jibon takey notun korey dekho,
mando bhalor bichar jagao mone,
bhalo takey chhekei tuley raakho.

haaler mutho shithil na hoy jeno,
badha jakhon ashbey tuley dheu ,
ekla tomaye baite hobey toree,
songey tomar thakbe na to keu.

jharer mukhey urtey tomay hobey,
bipad jakhon gharey debey haana,
aapon janer mukhosh porey taara,
jibonraney katoi debey maana.

dekhbey tumi janjha bipad nei,
pubey aakash aalor aaloye chhobi,
snigdho haoa boichhey tomar praaney ,
nijei tumi 'notun diner rabi'

written by priyadarshi banerjee 25.08.64

the seven coloured cauldron

2008-08-07T05:23:00.000-07:00

it is a mad mad cauldron of seven colours,
like seven moods,seven happiness,seven sorrows,
i looked inside it and saw bubbles are forming,
bursting.....sometimes tiny and sometimes enormous........

friends and not so friends,
loved and not so loved,
dance side by side...
compartments are formed ,broken,again rebuilt.
cauldron is busy always....
all seven colours are mixed and becomes the colour ....white..at the end ,
the colour of light the colour of peace the colour of love and infinity.

shree

mirror

2008-07-21T22:13:00.001-07:00

a glass is a plane to look beyond,
to look beyond ones life,thought ,idea,love and belief....
but a powder coat changes it ,
into a reflective surface.
reflects the condition of mind ,
its intensity,
and the distance it keeps ,
during a smile ,a caress,a hug or a kiss.......

The mirror judges the value,
attached to the gems and jewels,
and with panache ,
measures the depth in an eye that weeps ,
and the heart that bleeds.......
and the unread story that is going to end.........

shree
theme taken from a writing of c.r shah

Jhorey porey shishirer mato

2008-07-09T04:58:00.000-07:00

hridoyer kuthurite,
tuptap,tuptap,
jhorey porey ....
shishirer mato.
baro baro rakter fota.....
chupi chupi...

dibetar dhaknata bandho,
shey kato kal kadin dhorey....
bukey tuley neye naki ?
nongra je baro.
ashohay boba ek jontur mato.

abujher mato
bhalobasha chaye.

ekhane to nei prem,
nei kono sohager chhitey,
achhey shudhu ,
jatar kaler majhe ,
pishe jaoa diney ar raatey,
thuli pora baloder mato.

tai tup tup ...
tup tup rakter fota,
porey jaye jhorey jay,
dheerey ati dheerey...

mukhosher mukh nei,
achhey shudhu chhuri
kolje ta chhirey nebe,
fakirer buktuku chirey.

tai tup tup ,
tup tup ,
jhorey jaye ,
porey jaye ,
hoye jaye sada
shorirer sob kosh,
kagojer mato.
arekta porey lash ,
naamheen jaatheen,
number haatey....
prithibir lashkata gharey.

shree

to my dearest akinchan

like a falling flower petal

2008-06-30T04:42:00.000-07:00

To be with you,
what you have left me is still in my heart,
without losing its brightness ,
i am happy that we came across each other.
This smile i regaining ,
is my overwhelming feeling of'thank you'.
now i can move,
like a falling flower petal.
like a dream....
its a miracle to have met you .
what you have left me is a treasure of reality called
'this very moment'.

that is why i will live my life tothe fullest,
and become a flower.
Why do flowers wither?
Why can birds fly?
Why do winds blow?
Why does the Moon shine upon me?
Why am I here?
Why are You here?
Why did I meet You?

To have encountered You
Was a fate in a world where people come and grow
Like falling flower petals

Like a dream, its a miracle to have met you
Loving each other, Fighting each other
Getting past barriers and obstacles together,
Even I am reborn
I want to be a flower beside you.
How long will it last?
The sun right above me
How long can I maintain your smiling and crying expressions.
If we are to mutually lose everything
Lets be more grateful of our encounter,
The miracle of that day, that time, that place
Will give birth, to a new miracle
To give strength by love
Getting past hard lives by believing in each other.
I want to see you, to fall like flower petals

Rain stopped, rainbow appeared
The Light was born in the blue sky
The first and important is to recognise that "You love me"
Can I walk on?
I can see it
I hope my feeling can be heard through eternity
Your happiness, your pain and your everything.

I want to see you to fall like flower petals
I will accept everything in this world
What you have left me is a treasure of reality called "this very moment"
That is why i will live my life to the fullest
And become a falling flower petal, like a dream.

theme taken from a Japanese movie

Shree

dews of pain

2008-05-21T07:01:00.000-07:00

come to me with your light footed step, oh beloved pain,
whisper in my ears all your tales....
let me light a lamp to honour you in my life..my crazy dearest.....
dews of pain will bring the peace as the showers of monsoon rain.
where the tears and laughter will make a rainbow of hope in life.

it is just a thought not a poem.

shree

be in love ,alive ,vibrant.........pulsate with joy

2008-05-09T06:20:00.000-07:00

be in love,
alive,
vibrant,
pulsate with joy,
double up with agony,
torn by doubt and conflict,
turn inward and outward,
constantly losing oneself only to search out new paths to tread,
quests and journeys to make,
angers to be expressed and controlled,
faith to be lost and found,
dreams to be shattered and gathered one by one like a broken mirror,
breaking up and breaking out,
crying out aloud and crying for ...............

be in love ,
challenging oneself and others,
confronting world of injustices,
being overpowered with reality,
making desperate attempt to be human in an inhuman world,
failing and succeeding ,
making endings and new beginnings,
use everything the life has offered ,
oceans of love,unending joy,
mounds of pain and suffering,
grand success...........
lovers does not have the luxury,
to experience love so easily....
deep pain and piercing exctasy....goes hand in hand......in this world and beyond.

shree

engulfing me into his arms......forever .......forever

2008-05-04T19:23:00.000-07:00

all was barren when you came to me as the soothing rain ,
holding hand ,walking the meadows,hills and mountains....
i 've felt the urge to live ......
to love and to sing joyfully.....
each moment is precious,bubbling with joy...
to be adored,loved and held by the beloved...

the earth nodded ,sun swayed,moon n stars sang in unison......
the silvery blue sky sprinkle sweetness all over.....
felt like living once more only.....
to be the numero uno of you...

tulips bow down,each blade of grass smiled at me....
roses bloomed
golden harvest danced in glory,
all tears gone .......
gone are the sorrows innumerable ,
frustration of everydayism,
misunderstanding,bitterness of life...
only remains the love of the beloved ....
as the rising sun ,engulfing me into his arms......forever......forever.

shree

who will love you eternally

2008-04-30T04:42:00.000-07:00

oh brokenhearted,
don't be afraid to fall in love ......
conquer your fears,
there is an open sky ,
waiting for you to fly again.

fall in love dearest.....
it is the most wonderful feeling
that you can experience....
whether it is right love at the wrong time
for the right person,or the wrong love
at the right time for the wrong person.

how can you say it is a waste ......
coz you were your most happiest self.
let others get close to you
and learn to trust again.

let your beloved come to you ,
when the crescent moon hides behind the cloud ...
with a little naughty smile....
it is then you will need your love again ,
who will love you eternally.

so fall in love again dearest .....
and don't be afraid again......

shree

a true love story

2008-02-12T20:04:00.000-08:00

it is a true love story which i adore ...if there is any mistake readers please forgive because it is totally unintentional.Prophet's each saying ,each moment of His life teaches us beautiful lessons.....

two most kind eyes looked afar across the horizon....
loving heart,
a generous soul ....
throbbing for all the poor and the most deprived.

inner voice whispered to her...
'trust Him'
'love Him'
'give Him courage and hope'

love re-kindled in her gentle heart .
she was older and rich,
He was younger with very little means.

The great Beloved's ocean of love bound Them together.

the greatest love story of all times begun...
Their love was true and deep .......
constant like the sun...

She loved,
helped,
comforted,
encouraged, and
believed ....
the Last Prophet,
like a true soldier,
till death took her away.

oh precious couple ,
oh adored ones ,
may Allah's love and glory shine upon You,
to show us the only true path,
follow the Final Testament of all times,
till the end of this world.

shree

you are priceless ,precious and adored

2008-02-12T07:18:00.000-08:00

the glow you feel inside
when you give freely to others ,
gifts of your heart ,
love,
hope ,
encouragement,
kind word,
appreciation .....
the burden of the world seems weightless.

you touch another heart ,
with intangible gifts of yours,
create joy,
being calm,
stepping back and creating space,
you cherish your ability to give ,
and expect nothing in return .........

woman you are priceless,precious and adored.....
beloved of the Supreme Beloved.

shree

the eternal fragrance.....woman

2008-01-06T09:50:00.000-08:00

i took extensive help from danny sillada's writing...thanks to him

this write up is a tribute to all women who have loved,suffered,battered,bruised sacrificed and adored.....

woman in my life........you are eternal....precious .......

How many men have failed to understand a woman her wants and needs not in context of physical and emotional fulfilment but on the level of intellectual stimulation that a woman of passion and reason craves and desires?
A woman can be attracted to a man because of his looks at first but the moment he speaks,he will either arouse her curiosity or bore her to death.
She may yawn or look afar as a sign of discontent in front of a boring and
insensitive person.
But when her blood rushes towards her cheeks and her eyes glow with unknown radiance ...it is a sign that she is at the peak of her intellectual and emotional experience.

So what does really a woman need and desire in a man and what brings he to the fullest experience of her femininity as a woman? A good lover does not need to be very handsome or need to have plenty of material possession to impress a woman but wit,passion ,a rational mind and a sensitive heart to stimulate the inner core of her soul.

To affirm her existence is not only to fulfil her sensual and emotional needs and longings ,her material and financial need but also to stimulate the intellectual resonance of her body and soul .Woman call it 'Intellectual stimulation'
Intellectual stimulation is to bring the woman to the heights of her femininity of being loved and adored with passion and reason enduring the passing of time and season.A man's love to a woman must be emotional as well as rational ,he must see through the woman' soul ,her beauty,value and meaning in relation to his quest in life.

A woman whom he loves is not a functional object to be used when he need to release his lust and passion and put her aside when she is no longer attractive or exploitable .If the love goes away then it is better to separate with respect.
Every woman deserves respect wheather she is a prostitute ,a mentally challenged ,a factory worker or a house maid.
A loving and rational man must see and recognize her precious role in conceiving and delivering humanity into the world.Man exists because of a woman he loves and she becomes a woman because of him.Man could only respond to that 'gift of life'by treating every woman with respect ,compassion and love.
He has to make her feel as though she is as indispensable as the air that he breathes or as the light that beckons in his solitude because she is the completion of what he was and he is to become.

For every man there is always a woman [may not be his wife]who laughs and cries with him at time of joy and sorrow .The essence of a woman transcends beyond space and time and like seasoned wine the older she gets the more she defines and completes the epitome of being a woman.
the more she advances in her age the more she possesses an aura of beauty and elegance beyond the physical realms.She becomes the symbol of love ,passion and beauty that a man must constantly esteem ,cherish and desire as a lover and a man of reason.
he must rise above the physical appearance and see through her soul and quintenssential beauty of a woman.It is an eye for instance of seeing the beauty of a woman working in the farmwith sun baked skin or a destitute woman carrying her child along the busy street or a adivasi[native] woman plucking tea leaves or the woman doing the front desk job for little extra money without a murmur.

A compassionate man adores ,loves and protects a woman like a goddess ,as ineffable and desirable as a princess by showing not only his words but also his actions like how he talks and listens with ardor and compassion.
As a woman like any man she has her own conquest too and her conquest is to be constantly desired,loved and adored rather than taken for granted like a used object when youth and physical beauty wilt away.
Every woman is equal to a man,what he desires is what she equally desires in her own way as a woman and she desires nothing but to love and to be loved by the man that she trust and gave her life and existence.

shree

2007-12-31T02:28:00.000-08:00

in Bengal daughters are very much loved and adored by their fathers.they are often lovingly called as Maa[mother],as if the father is a little child ,to be taken care of,scolded and loved by the tiny mother .....
it is an unique relationship.i have tried to capture the mood ...hope my readers like it and strengthens the bond with their lovely daughters.

the new morn

She was sitting on the floor ,
with all her tiny cups n saucers ........making tea.
'' baba .....o...baba....again you are sleeping?
pouting her sweet lips two little hands tugging a sleeve of my shirt,
as i was dozing in the warm morning sun in my chair.
with the newspaper in my hand.

'taste the tea' she commanded ..
tea made of muddy water...
pride in her eyes ,
sweat glistening on her forehead.
i pretended to sip the tea,
she was hovering like a mother hen over her only baby .....

'hurry up baba we will go to the market'
excitedly my little Maa said.
i smiled .....
hand in hand we went to the garden.
she picked up lots of different leaves ,
pebbles and dust lovingly, to cook for her son....
in her small pots and pans.

''baba....oh ...baba cant you sit still?'
she was serving dust rice,pebble meat and leaves
vegetable on a plate taken from her mom's treasure.

'after lunch we will go to the seabeach '
now she was thinking of going out ...
different coloured dirt and dust ,
made a rainbow on her dress.

i smiled lovingly...my little precious ...
sea is not far....
she ran against the wind ..barefeet laughed n
giggled.
sat on my lap ..told me all her stories all made
up...
where the prince and the princess,
goblin and the wizard all became one.
curly hair covered the tired ,angelic face...
tiny little fingers hold on to my hand.
my Maa is feeling sleepy.

as i hugged her in my bosom n looked afar ,
the sun was slowly going down the horizon,
dusk is setting in ,
a beautiful fragrance engulfing us.
another year passing by,slowly very slowly,
my little angel,my two year old daughter ....
will see a bright new morn tomorrow.....

a tribute to my father

shree

Last night when you wept did I not respond?

2007-12-24T02:46:00.002-08:00

plateful of goodies ,wine is flowing ,
nightlong dancing going on ....
it is the festival time .

whose festival is this anyway?i ask,
the mother who is sitting like a scared animal with two kids,
in the dark corner of the pavement.she had been raped twice last night.
is it for those two kids?or the
little baby in the orphanage?
left by her unwed mother under the mango tree.
body half eaten by big ants.
crying for some milk...

whose festival is this anyway?i ask ,
for the father who worked extra to earn a bit more ?
to buy new dresses for the little ones at home,
but the factory has closed down last night......
or for the old lady shivering in her dark hole of a room?
her sons died in the ethnic war .....
oh Dearest whom are you giving your gifts?this festival please ,please
touch my heart with Your brightest loving light...
to feel the sorrow of others in my poor little heart....

Last night when you wept did I not respond?
Continue your reading.....
and you read.
"God's earth is wide and those who persevere patiently will be given a full and unstinting reward.'' say ''I have been commanded to serve God .Dedicating my worship entirely to Him''
(39:10-11)

so rise again beloved
and come to Me,
Into My Arms
I am the Friend
The Beloved
The One.

shree

May our quilts be threadbare

2007-12-04T06:58:00.000-08:00

On Judgement Day my angel was sewing,
the quilt of Life.
Tattered and torn
Filled with giant holes,
Ragged pieces of cloth threadbare
empty like binding air.
Tears welled up in eyes.

Other tapestries were filled with colour
and the hues of worldly fortune.
But mine was threadbare.

Finally the Time came,
the scrutiny of Truth.
Each life to be displayed.
Angel nodded for me to rise,
gaze dropped to the ground in shame.
No earthly fortunes to show
only love and laughter.
Lots of trials and temptations to quit.
Often been held up to ridicule, humiliation, enduring painfully.
Offering to Him in hope that,
I would not melt beneath the judgemental gaze,
who unfairly judged me

Slowly lifted up the quilt,
an awe filled gasp filled the air.
Light flooded the many holes,
and became the face of my Beloved.
He said, "each point of Light in your quilt,
shows when you stepped aside,
and let Me shine through
Until there was more of Me than there was of you."

May all our quilts be threadbare and worn,
to shine our Beloved's face ever more.

dedicated to my beloved son--aubhi...

Shree

[theme taken from email]

LET IT GO.........

2007-10-20T22:20:00.000-07:00

There are people who can walk away from you. And hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk away from you: let them walk.

I don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone. When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left.

The Bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made manifest that they were not for us. For had they been of us, no doubt they would have continued with us. [1 John 2:19]

People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay.

Let them go.

And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead.

You've got to know when it's dead.

You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you something. I've got the gift of good-bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in good-bye. It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, and I know whatever God means for me to have He'll give it to me. And if it takes too much sweat I don't need it. Stop begging people to stay.

Let them go!!

If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was never intended for your life, then you need to . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you are holding on to past hurts and pains . . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your worth . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If someone has angered you . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or talents . . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you have a bad attitude . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new level in Him . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you keep trying to help someone who won't even try to help themselves . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If you're feeling depressed and stressed . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

If there is a particular situation that you are so used to handling yourself and God is saying "take your hands off of it," then you need to . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

Let the past be the past Forget the former things. GOD is doing a new thing for 2007!!!

LET IT GO!!!

Get Right or Get Left. think about it, and then . . . . . . . .

LET IT GO!!!

"The Battle is the Lord's!"..................

from T.D .Jakes "Let it go'

i found it so appropriate ............we hold on to everything and can not surrender .....
hope the readers will like it.

posted by

Shree

my glorious gift

2007-10-13T12:59:00.000-07:00

wonder what will be my gift from Him in this festive season?
coming back to innocence?
a loving heart?
a pure soul?
or wealth? health? happiness?
doll of dust could not think beyond .............

Beloved held my face in His blessed hands,
and whispered 'I give Myself to you My precious'
the time stood still,
heart stopped for a moment,
He smiled gently into my eyes,
the universe radiated His glory,
could hear the chanting of mantra ,
divine hymn,
sound of conch shells,
ringing of bells,
prayer came true ............. my wildest dream.....
The King of Kings came to me ,
as my glorious gift........

EID MUBARAK to all.......

dedicated to Sadiq

His bounty falling as rain.................

2007-10-10T07:33:00.000-07:00

For tonight a secret emerges out of silence,

when i will sit still with myself,

waiting for Him.

A lovely song echoes quietly in the night sky.

moving from one star to the other.

Like a Divine call............................

will i see it?....feel it?....tonight.....

His bounty falling as rain .............

shree

Empty circle

2007-09-18T02:01:00.001-07:00

Hold on to nothing
that circles
the world's things.

Then the large,
empty circle,
can grow and grow
enlarging ,widening
and embracing all.

dedicated to my dearest friend Rabeya Shorna

Shree

Beloved is here

2007-09-17T01:57:00.000-07:00

the table is spread
come hungry ones,come thirsty ones
fruits,sweets and dates and cool drinks......plentyful
the light is lit......in four corners
warm and full,
luminous and shining....
Beloved is here.
Unseen,Ever present,the most Beautiful.

the table is a mirror,
look and reflect.
listen to your starving body......
what has our feasting soul learnt?
what are the secrets you've shared?
watch the multiverse circling.......within the Divine Verse
don't rush....dearest don't rush,
you may miss the moment in which the Love glows......

Shree

Ramadan Mubarak

2007-09-15T02:55:00.000-07:00

when i wanted to be the sky ,
the emerald green meadow
blooming,shining ,blossoming for Him.

lets take a walk in the Garden of light ,
discover the secret of the Holy month,
Ramadan Mubarak........Ramadan Mubarak
when i become alone with my Love,
,
world within the world.....glistening
my Beloved within
turns my heart into a fragrant flower.
drenched in the rain shower of Divine Love
and one day will get a dip in the ocean .

cloud's wings

2007-08-17T03:48:00.000-07:00

here I am waiting....
here I am longing
for You.......
hide me in Your love ...........i pray

let me taste Your Divine grace more and more,
come O Beloved ,
come breathe in me
and i will rise
on the cloud's wings

theme taken from a hymn

shree

spalsh colour and dive in

2007-08-11T08:33:00.000-07:00

soak yourself in the Mercy Oceans...........
listen o lovers, every atoms of this seven layers....
chanting in unison....one and only one word.......
Allahu.....Allahu......Allahu.......Allahu....

o painters of the souls,
splash colour and dive in.....
your radiance will bring happiness...
there is more to your existance ,
than you ever imagine.
each drop of colour chant one and only one word
Allahu.....Allahu...Allahu...Allahu....

whisper o creation whisper in my ears,
the secret song of Blessed Divine.....
Allahu....Allahu.....Allahu....Allahu.....

dedicated to my son Jahed Sarwar.

shree

nafs-kushi

2007-08-07T08:47:00.000-07:00

Oh light within
lets have a talk
whispering to each other
heart to heart
soul to soul.............
in silence.

radiating softly the inner glow
heart expands
touches the horizon
of the infinite multiverse
fragrance of Beloved
wipe away the nafs
to have a nafs-kushi
in silence.

sky giggles........
stars nod lovingly
and the raindrops shower
pearls of love
full of bliss.......
in silence.

shree

2007-07-07T09:09:00.000-07:00

mist of peace
an unknown fragrance
fills up gently the earthen pot..............

tiptoeing on the sacred ground,
slowly very slowly......
each step brings blossoms of flower
and becomes a silent meditation.

Shree

The Kaa'ba Within

2007-06-29T22:34:00.000-07:00

Let me walk inside the heart within,
and dive into the ocean of peace.
Sat quietly beside this ocean and
saw that He has fed our souls
with blossoms of love.........

In each heartbeat the huge wave of love comes
and drowns me in its thousand fold
tosses and turns me in its rhythm..............

Oh heart of my heart or is it Yours now?
made into Your Divine Abode ........The Kaa'ba Within........................

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi Raje'un
From Allah do we come and to Him we return

Shree

Tat Tvam Asi

2007-06-10T05:35:00.000-07:00

let me merge with the spirit of my Beloved,

let me stand in the center of Your heart.

when i looked into Your eyes my Dear One,

i found the fountain of love,a universe full of secrets.

let my tiny little heart expand with the galaxy,

which will unveil new horizons.

come my Love.............let us rejoice this awakened life forever,

till the eternity.

i am not alone neither are You

Tat Tvam Asi

You Are That

Sachchidananda Brahman

He is in the mirror of my heart...................

He is existance,conciousness and bliss.............

Ya Haqq..............Ya Nuur.................

my Love

Shree

2007-05-29T00:43:00.000-07:00

Tears of blood slowly drips down from heart,He whispers tenderly my dearest that is the price
of trusting ,children of Adam .
But trust, till the end coz noone can live without trust ,faith and love.
Sparkling smile breaks into thousand pieces .
Sharp spear pierces the bubbling ,childlike heart .
Humiliation ,hurt and anger that is the prize one gets .

innocent ....no ...no but naive ........
walking alone on a moonlit night ,
a cry came up to the lips....oh pain how much do i have to take you ?
unknowingly the fingers touches the fire........ it gets burned .
doesn't one know that it is not to be touched?
From the deep pain and sorrow the tender ,loving arms of
my Love embraces me.......................
And i could hear...........from far.........................
Subhaanallaahi wal-Hamdu lillaahi wa laaa 'ilaaha illallaahu
wallaahu Akbar.Wa laa hawla wa laa quw-wata illaa
billaahil -'Aliyyil-'Azim.
Glory be to Allah.........
my Supreme Lord took away all my pain
and i was born again like a dew drop on a new blade of
grass,
like a newly lit lamp
like a newly washed floor of the Lord's house........
clean ,bright and sparkling............
again to trust ,to love and have faith on everyone...........
to cry again and born again in His love.......

Shree

Ishq

2007-05-27T00:03:00.000-07:00

Allahu Akbar
Allahu Akbar
Allahu Akbar
calling the faithful to pray ........
Om Manipadme Hum....Om Manipadme Hum...
Om Manipadme Hum....
The whirling of prayer wheels.....

The rhythmic chanting of slokas in the temples......
Shrinnatu Vishwe Amritashya Putra ......
The chiming of bells in the churches .....
fills this slave of Yours with wonder and awe.....
Wherever i look i see His face..........my Beloved.
i see His love in all...................
the leaves of the trees becomes His loveletters
birds are His messengers......
even the stones and the pebbles starts showing His tenderness.
my love You are the Love ,the Loving .....Al -Waduud
Ya Haqq strip me from my pride and fill me
with your Truth and radiant light of your love.
make me the touchstone of Your all embracing Ishq
the dust in Your lotus feet so that i become You at last.

Shree

All the praise to HIM

2007-05-23T12:28:00.000-07:00

Ni'mal- Mawlaaa wa ni'man- Nasiir

shree found this so appropriate at this time

Life's Lesson 6: COMPASSION

2007-05-19T09:48:00.000-07:00

Philosophical reasoning and analytical logic have characterised much of Buddhist thought. Yet it is perhaps the path of compassion (karuna) that lies at the heart of the Buddha principle.

Compassion is seen as an important element of spiritual practice.... a feeling arising not merely out of common pity but a heart felt empathy which will not allow a realised soul to rest till he/she removes the veil of suffering and ignorance of all.

In Bodhiacharyavatara (a guide to the Bodhisattava's Way of Life). Santideva (Buddhist monk teacher of Nalanda) delineates The Way, "truly heroic beings" postponed attainment of Nirvana until every other being also attains that bliss of enlightenment.

To cultivate compassion a challenge to identify and rise above our deepest dislikes and prejudices,to understand our innermost anxieties and fears and to know that we actually mirror each other

The interconnectedness of life can be felt only by a compassionate heart which would see beyond misconceptions and limitations of thought -mind which the Dalai Lama emphasises '....itself predetermines what we perceive'.

Compassion is the healing meditative tool to tear away the veil of ego centric ignorance that we are all separate entities.

A Zen teacher said '....compassion without wisdom would be sentimental and wisdom without compassion would be unthinkable.....they go together like the foot before and the foot after in walking'.

taken help from sayings of Dalai Lama ,Zen masters ,writings on Buddhism

2007-05-13T07:11:00.000-07:00

wa'tasimu bi hablillahi jami'an wa laa tafarraqu
"hold tight to the rope of Allah,and don't separate"[3:103]