Pujo Mane...

There was this video with the tagline, 'Pujo Mane' and I was just thinking, Pujo really is what you make of it.

Pujo Mane...
That blue of the sky, the selfie after a college class bunk beside the 'kaash ful', vacation for some, homecoming for few. Food ecstasy, harmony to the heart, wishing just wishing, Maa this time, listen to my prayers. Pujo really is what you make of it; a self pity period when you ping and pang about tickets overpriced, the safe landing when you finally see city after prolonged, multi stop cheap flight. And more, so much more.

 'Dhaaker awaj', 'Ashtami'r onjoli', 'thakur ante jawa', 'bijoya'r kolakuli'.
The rehearsals for the 'para'r natok', the final 'chanda' collection, the planned meet with the beloved, the dance of the 'bhashan'.
The 'adda-s' overnight, the ex out of sight, the 'dhunuchi', aroti, the bright shining lights.
School group meetups, college group goof ups, the kartiks of the crowd, the announcements so loud.

Hello Mahalaya. Almost.
^_^

The listener to your tales,

The old tales,

Which you repeated on happy days, and sad.

Which every time had to be heard like it is unknown, unheard,

Brand new and fine.

So how is it to find?

The new listener to your tales,

The old tales,

Which now actually are unknown, unheard,

To the beauty who is pride,

On whom, you actually could never resign.

-Abhishikta 

Fingers Crossed. Please!

Mon Kharaper Haiku

Counting still, the old

Depression, desperation;

One year and eight months.

Happy Teacher's Day, Life

Happy Teachers' Day, Life
Yes ladies and non-gentlemen, that is how we close the hard day, with Smita quoting that.

With one set of men leaving and the second set of men following the first. The third set of men obsessing, who once belonged the first set. The fourth set of pseudo first set, lecturing. How it is the same charity tale everywhere, how it is the same hope clinging everywhere, till everything is void.

A cold heart and colder Bangalore is here to witness it all and sigh, just sigh. This too shall pass, someday. Till then, 'chin up, and you'll drown a little slower'.