Jyotishman Debnath

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Noun Pronoun verb Noun. Pronoun verb adverb adjective, Some more adjective, and a very strong Pronoun with an exclamation mark attached to it...! You can fill the blanks the way you feel like... 'Me: Did I ever tell you that I always paint my picture red? 'X': About thousand times...' and the conversation goes on....till the time we can afford words no more...! Don't worry it's just a part of my own fiction...a fiction where everyone is a prophet, a Christ, a sinner...all trapped in a mousetrap.. sadly I can't visit the wizard of the Oz to rescue them but it's equally satisfying that no one can..yet I want to fill the void with colors...and put on my own skin inside out...want to dream a dream of perfection and then wake up like 'something alive'...a happy note a brilliant end, where a caterpillar no longer worries about being a butterfly as it knows it's only a transformation not death... it has always been a contradiction between being and nothingness, between a yes and a no, between existence of something that is light and heavy at the same time, a probability of getting head or tails....between not lying and not telling the truth...but luckily we always have an escape route.... Decoratively we call it indifference...! it's a process which is just like an ancient text of alchemy....turn anything into gold....just one touch...dying light! still when the raindrops beat like a drum I no longer want the cold serenity of a monk, but the warm restlessness of a poet.....never ending, never dying, forever new...a celebration, a feast on life...! 'A character is never the author who created him. It is quite likely, however, that an author may be all his characters simultaneously' And I love to write, paint, create, build, protect me and my characters...whole night long...! overall Life has always been beautiful in it's own locus...and with the presence of an invincible summer it will always be....! Come, exchange dreams....! P.S: If my words are tough to understand be attuned to my silence...)

The Best Poem Of Jyotishman Debnath

An Interview With God

And they say
they are pilgrims
they are doing it for their God's sake

In a country
where 'patriots' are born
just before every cricket match
it's very unpatriotic to spreak the truth

last night some men with long beard
were held for having terrorist links
they were auto rickshaw drivers
had a home
father mother and lovely wives
everything was right
but the problem is
they say 'Alla ho akbar'
instead of 'Jai Sri ram'

and who knows
some day they might come with
'WMD'..for they have long beard
you can't make an ommlet
without braeking an egg
each time they are held
some hundread potential terrorsts come alive

in this country
full of terrorist and it's counter terrorst
I wonder! who belongs to none
why we have history books?
'Aurangzeb was a bloody ruler'
'tipu sultan hadn't done much to india'

I wonder if Aurnagzeb's were a hindu!
if the color of his flag were saffron not green
and why tipu should give expalination
'Oh my indo-yankees, I was indian first muslim later'

I wonder why do I need a color?
to show I'm a patriot
why do I need to prove my identity?
if being religious means hating others
why shouldn't I reamain atheist?

why people waiting visas
suddenly get
a 'made in indian' look?
is this a nonsense fellow feeling?
or am I wrong?
we all have pains
enough pains
a bitter past
it's better to pass these to others
and busy in playing
'Let's throgh the mud' game
whoever wins they are real patriot
they are the son of god

some decade ago a great man
died in this soil
I wonder and think
some day we might read
'what he said? just before his death
Hey Ram or Alla hoo akbar'
I know at that time that great man
will remain silent...

after hearing all these
god asked me
'are you an athiest? '
I replied ' my lord
I'm your loyal OPPOSITION
AND I'M happy I don't worship you'

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