SYSTEM
25th February 2021
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‘System is too corrupt,’ my friend bursts i stay cool and offer my May musings ‘system is not corrupt, we are. who make the system,
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AN HOUR AT A HOSPITAL
12th February 2021
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i stand before a lovely lawn of a beautiful home for an hour and embrace its early morning warmth. patients old young rich poor make
I AM A MARXIST
29th January 2021
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i am a Marxixt and I have built a sweet home with tatas who with military forces destroyed adivasi villages in Kalinganagar. i
AM I TO BURST CRACKERS TO CELEBRATE NEW YEAR?
5th January 2021
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am i to burst crackers or light candles or dance in open field or visit a darling spot to celebrate new year’s eve? or
OUR BOYS NO LONGER LOLL UNDER OUR PAKUR TREE
15th November 2020
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who are in charge of the destiny of our boys? nobody, they make their own destiny when I get a job my worries for tomorrows’
প্রশ্ন আমি করবই
17th March 2020
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প্রশ্ন আমি করবই হ্যাঁ, তবে ‘আমেরিকা, রাশিয়া, ইত্যাদি’-র রাষ্ট্রনায়ক কারা, বা ‘মহামন্দির মহামসজিদ কবে শুরু হবে ভারতে’ বা ‘আজকের নিফটি কত’, না এরকম কিছু নয়।
SHARED JOYS
18th February 2020
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At global village We are the happiest beings. We’ve trammelled long grass, cut forests Mined earth’s gold out of its aching belly, Made holes
A HOUSEMAID
27th December 2019
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Hair dishevelled, Vermillion cleansed, Skin creased, eyes sunken, Face dry, and voice choked. I ask, ‘What’s wrong?’ ‘Your uncle died.’ ‘How?’ ‘Just a fall
O, LOVELY TREES
22nd October 2019
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O, lovely trees! In winter you shed And in spring you bloom In hot summer days Under your shade Peasants rest, birds carouse.
BY THE RIVER BANK
7th September 2019
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By the river bank At the forest edge The sun goes down. Water turns gold, And sky orangey. Columns of white herons Perch
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