The flavour of Kolkata

The flavour of Kolkata
The bridge, the river and kids' play. Brilliantly captured by Sujay Kumar Das.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

A nostalgic Bengali poem

Came across this gem of a poetic creation in Bengali by the dear, versatile Rana Basu Thakur on Facebook, and couldn't resist the temptation of publishing it here. It took me back to my college days in early to mid nineties and elucidates love then and now. It was posted on 3rd March, 2014 in the notes section of his profile. Rana has many such gems in his treasure chest and this one is very close to his heart.

Tobuo Boshonto
Jetaam tokhon tomader baari
Chhilo naako driver aar ei meki luxury
Chhilo hridoygaami share er auto
Drutogaami fade howa albumer photo

Chhilo na IPL aar i-Pill er chaap
Chhilo ushno chhnowa aar hridoyer uttaap
Shei school leaving beeborno ekta scrapbook
Shei JU lobby te ekta hurried lajuk look
Haathe aanka card aar Wingsung fountain pen ey lekha cheethi
Anguler phnaake Chelpark kaali
Daamal diner chhatro rajneeti.
Chhilo na add me up on whatsapp, here's my BBM pin
Chhilo Milon da, Arun da aar AC'r canteen.

Dol bnedhe Shantiniketan
Aajo mone pore amar lekha tomar gaawa gaan
Khowai nodeer paare shei odbhoot moner dwondo
Jochhonaaye snaan kora aamro monjorir shugondho
Khore'r gaadaye pose diye tola chhobita
The morning after... 
Golapi dupatta aar bekaar premiker kobita

Nochiketa'r Nilanjana'r laal fitey shada moja,
Shumon'er shei Gariahaatar mor
Shilajit'er shopno dekha ghumer ghor
Parash pathor, chandrabindu aar amader shei gaaner ghota
Spring fest ey prothom gaanja aar ramp ey tomar prothom hnaata

Amar lekha tomar aanka St Xaviers green bench ey tee shirt becha
Sanskriti aar Xavotsav ey debating society aar dhoom naacha
Lake club ey regatta
VP tey bhel-batata.
Long walks in silence
Ankahee kuchh baatein that made no sense
The spring in our steps, the songs in our heart
The love that you can never ship from a flipkart

Roilo na kichhui baakita byaktigoto
Pore roilo khuchro likes aar random updates joto
Bhalo theko, bhalo besho eta aajo chaibo
Choley gechho tumi. Aami ekhanei thakbo.

Dekhlaam hothaath aaj jaanlaar baaire krishnochoora gaachhta

Boshonto.

Bodley gechho tumi…

Onekta


Photograph by Rana Basu Thakur

Photograph by Rana Basu Thakur

Photograph by Rana Basu Thakur

Yes, this is the same Krishnachoora tree (Gulmohar) you read about in the poem. A parting shot just for you from yours truly.