I am a Poetry Freak

There are lots of writers who only write poetries for their beloved ones or for themselves. But from my own experience, I felt that poetries based on tragedy are touchier than comedy. By definition roughly Tragedy means where hero and heroine are failed to patch up where as comedy means happy endings like 90% of boring Hindi movies have.

If you ask me, that do you know what is sonnet, Acrostic, Ballad, Blank Verse, Epigram, Haiku or Pindaric ode, I’ll tell you please find the definitions in Google. I don’t need to understand what kind of poetry is this, rather I’ll enjoy by simply reading it. With my very short understandings and little imaginations if I can make out the meaning of the poetry, I am happy enough. I am not a vast reader. But yes, I read a lot of poetries written by some of my friends or friend’s of friends. Here I am gonna share some of those which I found interesting. I am not a good translator so I am not gonna translate those. Another reason is because I don’t wanna reduce the charm of them by sub-titles.

The first poetry that I found very interesting is written by one of my childhood friends Manini Mukherjee when she was in Class IX. Here it is:

অনেক কাতুকুতু দিচ্ছ বসন্ত,

আমরা তবুও হাসছি না-

ফুলের ই-মেল এ বলছো ভালোবাসা,

তবুও ভালোবাসছি না।

পাঠালে পারসেল পলাশ হোলসেল,

বলছো এটাকেই মদন বান-

পলাশ পেরে নিয়ে বাতাসে ঝেরে দিয়ে,

ভিডিও হলে ঢুকে শাহরুখ খান।

ফালতু ফুলরাশি বাতাসে যাবে ভাসি,

এসবে আমার কোনো সিন ই নেই-

বরং শোনো হওয়া আমার চোট খাওয়া

হৃদয়ে বসন্ত দিন ই নেই।

<For those people who are unable to read because of bengali font: >

  (Thanks to Pracheta, who knocked me regarding this issue.)

  Font = English:

"Anek katukutu diccho basanto,

Aamra tabuo haschi na-

Fuler e-mail e bolcho valobasa-

Tabuo valo baschi na.

Pathale parcel polash wholesale..

Bolcho etakei madan baan..

Palash pere niye batashe jhere diye-

Video hall e dhuke sahrukh khan.

Faltu fulrashi, batashe jabe vasi..

  Esob e aamar kono scene e nei..

Barong shono haoa aamar chot khaoa hridoye..

basanta din e nei. "

When one of my classmates proposed her and she denied, I asked her why? She told me I’ll tell you later. After few days she gave me a piece of paper where I found this. The tragedy is, I have shared this poetry with many of my friends and some of them liked in such a way that they can recite it. But once I went for a movie (Movie was NAMESAKE, I can remember it clearly) with one of my friends and after that when we were just chatting, sitting on the lawn at Nandan (one of my favorite places in Kolkata), she asked me write this in her diary. I wrote with pleasure. It was during the last days of my college. After that she moved to Mumbai for Job. Few months latter I heard that she returned Kolkata and while going to her relative’s house she got an accident. She is no more. I never shared this poetry to anybody after that. I couldn’t. You may ask, then why you are sharing it over here? – I don’t know.

Second one that I am gonna share, I forgot the name of the writer. I got it from a community in Orkut. I loved the concept. Here it is:

একটা যদি বৃত্ত আঁকি

বিন্দু থেকে শুরু করে-

ঘুরতে ঘুরতে শেষটুকুটা

শুরুর সাথে দিলাম জুড়ে।

কিসের ছবি? কি দেব নাম?

নানান জনের নানান কথা-

তুমি বলবে শূন্য ওটা,

আমি বলব "পূর্নতা"।

Font = English:

“Ekta Jodi britto anki-

Bindu the shuru kore-

Ghurte ghurte sesh tukuta-

Shuru-r sathe dilam jure.

Kiser chobi..? ki debo naam..?

Nana joner nana kotha..

Tumi bolbe Shunno ota-

Ami bolbo “Purnota”.

It is kind of finding everything from nothing. Kind of positive attitude and written in a very brief and crispy manner. One of the shortest and finest poetry I have ever read.

Third and forth are from one of my childhood friend Kallol Sarkar. He believed that until and unless you are shocked or dumped, you cannot write. He just got married few days back. 7 years of Love story at last got its happy ending. I hardly saw him fighting with his girlfriend (Very rare na?). Next one that I am gonna share was written by him, when he was just fallen in love.  It was class XI. 

লিখছি তোমায় জানি না তুমি

পাবে নাকি এই লেখা-

তুমি শু্য়ে আছো সাদা বিছানায়

আমি জ্বলে মরি একা।

জ্বলছে স্মৃতি জ্বলছে স্বপ্ন

জ্বলছে সকল চাওয়া-

কি পেয়েছি হিসেব রাখিনি

অধরা তোমাকে পাওয়া।

সব পাবো বলে ভিজে ঝড় জলে

খুজে বেরিয়েছি তোমায়,

রাতের তারারা নিরবে শুধু

উপহাস করে আমায়।

উপহাস গুলো সয়ে যেতে রাজি

যদি বলো তুমি আজো আছো পাশে-

বলতে পারিনা কেন এই মন

আজো তোমাকে এত ভালোবাসে।

বলতে পারিনা স্বপ্নেরা কবে

পারি জমিয়েছে কোন অজানায়,

বলতে পারিনা পথের বাঁকের

স্মৃতি গুলো কাদে, কোন তাড়নায়।

বলতে পারিনা আজো মন কেনো

খুজে ফেরে তোমার ঠিকানা-

মন কি বোঝেনা

স্বপ্নেরা ফেরে, স্বপ্ন যে দেখায় সে ফেরেনা।

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Likhchi tomay janina

Tumi pabe naki lekha..

Tumi shue acho sada bichanae

Ami jwale mori eka.

Jwalche smriti jwalche swapno

jwalche sakal chaoa..

Ki payechi hiseb rakhini..

Adhora tomake paoa..

Sob pabo bole vije jhar jal e

Khuje beriyechi tomay..

Raater tara ra nirobe sudhu..

Upohas kore aamay.

Upohaas gulo soye jete raaji

Jodi bolo tumi ajo acho pashe

Bolte parina kano ei mon

Aajo tomake eto bhalobase

Bolte parina swapnera kobe

Paari jomiyeche kon ojanaay

Bolte parina poth-er baank-er

Smriti-gulo kaade kor taronaay

Bolte parina ajo mon kano

Khuje fere tomar thikana

Mon ki bojhena

Swapnera fere, swapno j dekhay se fere na..

You know what, because of this hectic corporate life he had to go to UK, leaving behind his newly married wife. It was the 6^th day of their marriage when he had to go. Poor girl. She must be missing his hubby as my friend misses his wify.  While talking to him through mail he gave me the following poetry saying that it is based on one of his friend’s life (Lucky friend).

যা ছিলো সব হিসেব শেষ

জলের দাগের হালকা রেশ

শরীর জুড়ে-

পথ নিলো বাঁক এমন কেনো

ক্যানভাস টাও ঝাপসা যেনো

হঠাত করে।

সন্চয় তে টান পরে রোজ

রন্গীন স্বপ্ন হঠাত নিখোজ

প্রায় খুজি তাই-

সব স্মৃতি তোর এই শহরে

শিশির ভেজা ভীষন ভোরে

চল হেটে যাই।

মন পেয়েছে নতুন ঘর

কম-দামি প্রেম রাত্রি-ভোর

বিবেক হাসে-

রাত্রি জাগে আরেক দিকে

যে মানুষ টা ভীষন তোকে

ভালোবাসে।

আকাশ মেশে নীলের সাথে

একবার হাথ রাখনা হাথে

বৃষ্টি হবো-

ঝরব ভীষন অঝোর ধারে

যেমন করে ঝরলে পরে

তোকেই পাবো।

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Ja chilo sob hiseb sesh

Jol-er daag-er halka resh

Sorir-jurey

Poth nilo baank emon kano

Canvas tao jhapsha jeno

Hotath kore

Sonchoy-ete taan pore roj

Rongin swapno hotath nikhoj

Pray khuji taai,

Sob smriti tor ei sohor-e

Shishir-bheja bhishon bhore

Chal hete jaai...

Mon peyeche notun ghor

Kom-daami prem raatri-bhor

Bibek haase..

Raatri jaage aarek dike

J manush-ta bhishon toke

Bhalobase..

Aakash meshe neel-er sathe

Ekbaar haath rakhna haath-e

Brishti hobo;

Jhorbo bhishon ajhor dhare

Jemon kore jhorle pore

Tokei pabo...........

There are three more persons whom I really admire for their writings. But at this moment I don’t have any poetry of them in hand. So cannot share. But what I can share their names. Thanks to Priyam Sengupta (Childhood friend, guitarist, fast bowler, awesome writer…So many qualifications), Rai (Again a childhood friend, classical dancer, singer) and Diya Chatterjee (Friend, Awesome Dancer, journalist).  

May be it’s gonna be wrong if I compare my friends to a well known writer who is specially known for his “Maye-bela” (Childhood days) series. But as this is my den, so I can do whatever I like. Just wanna share some lines from Taslima Nasreen that I realy liked:

এতটা কিশোরী নই, যতটা ছিলাম আগে-

এতটা বৃদ্ধা নই, যতটা আমি হব-

তোমার ছোয়ায় যদি শরীর জাগে-

তুমি যে হও, যেই হও-

শোব।

Font = English

Etota kishori noi, jatota chilam age-

Etota briddha noi, jatota ami habo-

Tomar choaye Jodi sharer jage-

Tumi je hao, Jei hao –

Shobo.

I am not a Corporate by heart

It’s a sudden gift for me that the application I test everyday is not running at all. So got some free time share my views (May be it is boring) on the consultancies those are well known to help people to shift from one companies to another. Also they place freshers. What a great job their doing! But while following the process of their work I am surprised. Let me describe how they deal. I am taking myself as an example.

I sent my CV to several consultancies. Within 2 days I got a call saying – “Sir, I have gone through your CV. You need to do so and so training which will cost around 20-25 thousand and we will place you in a MNC. But the condition is, you need to pay us your 1^st salary.” Very general statement made by them. But as I told you guys that my thinking is out of box (also you can say freaky) and it sounded me like a producer is offering a film to a newcomer lady saying that –“Oh u, see I have seen your profile. You don’t have much experience you know… But still I can offer you a side role for this big budget movie if you are ready to sleep with the director and producer. You need to give me 50% of your remuneration. Are you interested?” I was surprised. I said no thanks.

Calls came in regular interval. They offered me many more things. I am not gonna share all the calls that I handled but one. It was like; a person called me up from a consultancy and said, “Abhik, how much you have experience? Can you assure me that if I send you to “X” company you will satisfy the interviewer? And if you are selected then your clients will be pleased by your service?” I asked myself, “Am I a whore?”  I replied with a silence. He asked me again “How much you are expecting as your CTC?” Now it came to my rate. I said “40% hike over my present CTC.” He replied that “If your interviewer’s are satisfied then definitely they will give you that.” I cannot remember all the things that he said to me on that day, but some of his words and my freaky thoughts forced me to take the conversation like, a Dalal (who deals on girls) is asking me that how much I am experienced in satisfying my customers. How much I take for that or what is my rate? What if I can not make them satisfied by their way? Do I expect any tip (Like performance bonus) if they are satisfied.

I know may be I am thinking in a very negative way. May be the whores and Prostitutes should think in a corporate manner and feel that they are working in a same pattern and feel good. But why not vice-versa? May be the differences are, we work 24*7 and they work at night. We work wearing a tag and they don’t. Our work is so called Prestigious and their‘s not. We work sitting on a chair and they lying on a bed.

I am not a negative thinker at all. Rather my friends say that I find +ve things in very bad situation also. But here I got the place to say what I actually think. This is a kind of thinking that I shared. If you are reading this (I am extremely thankful to you) and you hate this thinking, you can shoot me hate emails to my id i.e. avik14703@gmail.com .

Oops got a new build to test. Need to rush. Catch you later. Tataz and byez.

I am a running application with lot of bugs

First things first. I am not a writer so you may get lot of spelling mistakes and grammatical error in my writing. It’s because I turned of my MS Word’s grammar check, as I am tired of telling it that my name is not a spelling mistake. Stop underlining my name by red teeth like scratch. 

So just taking up this place so share some personal view on some topic as from my childhood days I believed that my views are different from the other. (Now actually I don’t find any different view).  I am very emotional kind of person. I used to think a lot. Once I read a book written by “Del Carnegie”, where he says “how much an incident affects us, more than that our own opinion about the incident effects”. Kind of tough thought. But actually good. I, whatever is the incident, take it in my way.

Actually I started this writing to express my thoughts about my corporate life. No more craps and I’m now straight to the point. I am a B.Tech Engineer. How I have completed my engineering I know and god knows...Not gonna disclose the secret. But I am extremely thankful to “Shiladitya Basu” who sat right beside me for all semesters.

I can still remember my first day at college. All new faces. Young enthusiastic little bit feared. We were sitting in the class room when seniors entered and we are ready to be ragged. Here I want to say that I am not against ragging until it comes to physical harassment. When I was ragged by my seniors I took it like I am a performer on stage. They are my viewer. They are requesting me to do different things and I am performing those with full energy. It actually helped me to become a part of the gang. I danced (that was horrible of course), Proposed at least 13 girls on my knee (that I never did in my actual life), even married a girl virtually (She just got married some days back) and lot of things that were actually well-known for ragging. So my first day in college – only two classes out of eight and ragged for 7.5 hrs.

Now while I was entering in the corporate sector I even remember the 1^st day. Do you believe, even I felt ragged for 8 hrs. Completely unknown people from different places (Thank god 2 were from my home town), sitting silently, confused with the forms to be filled up, confused about the terms and conditions, policies etc. So I applied my own thoughts here and took that like I am a machine. I just need to take the orders and execute. Lot of lectures went on and my notepad was scratched with thousands of curve lines. At the end of the day when I called up home and my mom asked “How was your first day at office”, I said “Ma, its so so”. May be my mom didn’t expect this from me. So she told me to concentrate on work, told me about the responsibilities that I have and all. On that day I realized, what ever be the situation, I cannot express that to any body not even to my parents. So after that day I smile and take the entire burden in myself. No one can assume what is going on in between and slowly but steadily corporate world made me just an application which is running properly with lot of bugs inside.

Being a part of this hectic life what I felt that I gradually become a guy who doesn’t have time for his passion. I miss my guitar. I miss weekend’s play. I miss seeing drama. I actually work, focusing on the weekends on weekly basis and focusing on 31^st on monthly basis. And I am sure 75-80% of people do the same. And if you are not among them count yourself within rest 20%. After all, exception proves the rule.