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| In the memory of Late Sarala Biswas |
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| Written by Late Monimohan Biswas |
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ফাঁকি দিয়ে প্রাণের পাখি উড়ে গেল আর এলোনা...
বল পাখি কোথায় যাবো? কোথায় গিয়ে তোমায় পাবো?
আমি কিছু তাও জানি না...
পাখি তুমি কোথায় গেলে কোথায় গিয়ে লুকোলে.. আমি পেলাম না তার ঠিকানা!
পাখি তুমি কোন বা দেশে করলে থানা..
সে দেশ আমার নাইকো জানা...
তুমি একবার দয়া করে আমারে ডেকে নিলে না?
পাখি তোমায় হয়ে হারা আমি হয়ে আছি পাগল পারা...
আমি কি দিয়ে বা কি না করি?
পাইনে আমি তার ঠিকানা!
পুত্র-কন্যার মায়া ছেড়ে গেলে তুমি বাসায় উড়ে....
কোন বা দেশে করলে বাসা?
আমার নাই কোন আশা ভরসা!
আমি মায়ার বসে রইলাম ভুলে
আমারে তুমি ডেকে নিলে না...
পাখি তোমায় বিনয় করি আমায় নিয়ে চলো তোমার পুরী...
এই কথাটা আর ভুলনা!
আমি তোমায় হয়ে হারা হয়ে আছি পাগল পারা!
এই কথা তোমার মনে পড়ে না?
একদিন তুমি বলেছিলে যাবে না তুমি আমায় ছেড়ে !
সেই কথা তোমার মনে পড়ে না?!
পাখি তুমি আমায় দিয়ে ফাঁকি কোথায় গেলে তাও না দেখি!
সন তেরোশো 80 সালে 20 শে পৌষ বৈকালে গেলে তোমার দেশে চলে!
সেই দেশে আমায় নিলে না...
একবার তুমি মনে করে দেখে নিও তোমার তরে !
এই কথাটি আর ভুলনা...
অবোধ মণি ভেবে কয়! ওহে প্রভু দয়াময়!
অন্তি মতে দিও শ্রী চরণ ||
Faki diye pran-er pakhi udey gyalo, aar elo na!
Bolo pakhi kothay jabo kothaye giye tomaye paabo?!
Aami kichu tau jani na!
Pakhi tumi kothay gele?
Kothay giye lukole?!
Aami pelam na taar thikana!
Pakhi tumi kon ba deshe korle thana?
Shey desh aamar nai ko jana!
Tumi ekbar doya kore aamare deke nile na?
Pakhi tomaye hoye hara...
Aami hoye aachi pagol para!
Ami ki diye ba ki na kori?
Paayne aami taar thikana....
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Putro-Konna-ar maaya chhede gele...
Tumi baashaye ude!
Kon ba deshe korle basha,
Aamar nai kono aasha bhorosha!
Aami maaya-r boshe roilam bhule!
Aamare tumi deke nile na?
Pakhi tomaye binoye kori..
Aamaye niye cholo tomaar Puri!
Ei kothata aar bhulo na...
Aami tomaye hoye haara,
Aami hoye aachi pagol para!
Ei kotha tomar mone porey na?
Ek din tumi bole chile,
Jabe na tumi aamaye chede!
Shey kotha tomar mone pore na !?
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Pakhi tumi aamaye diye faki..
Kothaye gele tao na dekhi!
Shonn 1380 shaale, 20 se poush boikale..
Gyale tomar deshe chole!
Shey deshey aamaye nile na!
Ekbar tumi mone kore dekhe niyo tomar tore!
Ei kothati aar bhulo na!
Abodh Moni bhebe koi...
"Ohe prabhu Doyamoyi! Antimote Diyo Shree Choron!"
Escaped the bird of my life, she flew away and didn't come back!
Tell me my bird! Where should I go, where can I find you and get you back?
Even that I have no knowledge about!
My bird where did you go and where did you hide, I did not find the where abouts!
Which place did you make your home now, that is not known to me?
You did'nt care once to ask me to come with you!
My bird! Loosing you has made me go crazy!
Whatever may I give or whatever may I do!
I cannot find you....
Leaving the love of sons and daughters, you flew back your home!
Which place is it that you made your home?
I have lost all my faith and all my hopes searching you!
I'm left possessed in mirage, you forgot to ask me to come with you!
Ohh my bird, I plead you to please take me to your place!
Don't ignore this request of mine anymore!
My bird loosing you has made me go crazy!
This condition of mine is not thought by you?
One day you had said that you will not go leaving me...
Don't you remember that instance?
Bird! You betrayed me and left to a place not known to me!
In the year of 1380's, 20th of Poush(Bengali year), you went to your home,
that home is where you did not take me to!
For once you must recall this instance from your perspective!
Don't forget this point anymore!
Innocent Moni after thought says "Ohh my merciful Lord!
At the last moment! Give me your feet as the resting place!".
Words by Mrs. Chandana Biswas(Grand-Daughter of Monimohan Biswas)
The present poem was dictated to me by my grand-father, Late Mr. Monimohan Biswas in rememberance of his beloved wife Late Mrs. Sarala Biswas. This poem had been with me for 37 years after it was written, waiting for its expression. It expresses the true bereavement and pain of one partner who continues to live on while the other partner passes away. It also signifies the loneliness that my grand-father was living after seperation from his lovely wife who had promised to never leave him alone. Lastly this poem expressed that my grand-mother loved my grand-father so much that after she departed, he was left deeply missing and yearning for her love for the rest of his life, wishing to get her back.
After so many years when I began re-writing and translating it, I was enthraled with the moment by moment meaning every line expressed. Henceforth, I am wishful of the world to read and feel his emotions through his words as penned by me forever and ever.
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