K diche khocha eto?
Keno eto odbhut betha boe jae rokto te,
Tor mukh roe jae ek karon, ei neel aguner
Jeta jole bhetore ashte, dheere dheere.
Alo o lage ondhokar, shanti o lage borotkir moto;
Ki amon holo eshe bole jao, karon ta to bolo;
Keno erom kilbil kore nore jache behtore
Kotha amar mone, kotha kalker ar ajker;
Ekbaar eshe bole jao.
Come and say it
Who pricks me?
Why an eerie pain flows with my blood?
Your face might be the sole reason, for the blue fire
That burns inside me, slowly; insidiously.
The light seems dark, peace seems chaotic;
Tell me what happened, come to me and quote the reason;
Why the words hauntingly tense my brain and heart;
The words of today and tomorrow;
Come and say it to me.
Monday, September 16, 2013