Farrukh Ahmad (Bengali-ফররুখ আহমেদ) was a poet and writer of Bangladesh. He was one of the most popular Muslim poets of Modern era.
Birth
He was born in the village of Sreepur Upazilla of Magura District. He was the second son of Syed Hatem Ali and Begum Rawshan.
Education
He graduated from Khulna Zila School in 1937 and did his I.A. from Ripon College, Kolkata in 1939. Then enrolled at the prestigious Scottish Church College to study BA (Hons) in Philosophy and English Literature, but was unable to his complete studies.
Later Life
As a student, Farrukh Ahmed had been attracted to the radical humanism of Manabendra Nath Roy and had participated in leftist politics. From the forties, however, he supported the Pakistan movement. Despite his Pakistani and Islamic ideals, he supported the Language Movement in 1952 and, later, the liberation war of Bangladesh.
Literary Works
His poems reflect the Arabic and Persian legacy in Bengal and are replete with Arabic and Persian words. He also wrote satirical poems and sonnets.
Awards
Bangla Academy Award (1960)
President's Award for Pride of Performance (1961)
Adamjee Prize (1966)
UNESCO Prize (1966)
Ekushey Padak (posthumously, 1977)
Swadhinata Puraskar (posthumously, 1980)
Many a time my well-wishers opined that
I have a very bright future before me−
That is, through sinful earning,
...
I don't know how many black curtains had to be raised to bring this morning.
The green leaves shiver in the orange grove.
The seven seas' tide has brought foam on your door-steps.
O Sailor of the seven seas, see, your ship calls at your door,
...
Time - eternal, still. Only the fleeting moments
Swift restless like the wag-tail visit the sea-shore
In the strong tide just like the seasonal birds
And fill the earth with a spectrum-white yellow and blue.
...
From the impervious dark night's portal
Comes the magpie robin's whistle,
The day's last sun-rays burn wonderfully
On the evening sand,
...
When will the night end, punjeri?
Still your sky overcast with cloud?
Your star and crescent moon not yet up?
You on mast and, row blindfold;
...