Friday, August 20, 2010


By the passing of time there are

many days to celebrate together.

But one of the best day is 'Friendship-Day'.

After our birth we all are friends by the

bond of natural love i.e Friendship.

In every relationship there must be a

secret friendship that what we shortly

call 'Friendship'.

Friday, May 21, 2010

The Absolute Destiny

Life is all about reaching a destination

every stanza of life has some goal

we,the people always running for

the upcoming aim just by forgetting

the absolute aim of life.

We struggle through out our life

to get the every minutely success of life.

But do you know what is absolute destiny of life?

Yes yes i know that you all know

but don't wanna get it.

Well if you know then why do you

follow the attacking life?

So, try live well,sleep well and

leave the world with a sweet smile.

Vulte Parini....

Vabini jivan hobe eto eka

tumi chara sab thekeo jeno faka,

tumi jakhan chile jivan chilo eto valo

takhon rater andhokaro mone hoto aalo,

tomar sangsparshey ki chilo jadu!

sotti bolchi tomar satotai chilam kabu,

tomar moner katha jeneo bujhina

sotti kore boloto tumi ki amai ajo vabona?

tumi bolechile balcony te bose amar path chaow

sab jeneo mone prosno jagey tumi ki amai sotti sotti chaow?

ha ami beche achi tumi chara

issh tumi jodi bujhte tumi chara j ami sab hara,

janina 'God' keno esob soichi

ei dekho ami kadte kadte bolchi,

ami ar parbona kichu bolte

tai theme gelam ei kobita likhtey likhtey.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

The Unknown Warrior

You whom the kings saluted; who refused not
The one great pleasure of ignoble days,
Fame without name and glory without gossip,
Whom no biographer befouls with praise.

Who said of you "Defeated"? In the darkness
The dug-out where the limelight never comes,
Nor the big drum of Barnum's show can shatter
That vibrant stillness after all the drums.

Though the time comes when every Yankee circus
Can use our soldiers for its sandwich-men,
When those that pay the piper call the tune,
You will not dance. You will not move again.

You will not march for Fatty Arbuckle,
Though he have yet a favourable press,
Tender as San Francisco to St. Francis
Or all the angels of Los Angeles.

They shall not storm the last unfallen fortress,
The lonely castle where uncowed and free,
Dwells the unknown and undefeated warrior
That did alone defeat Publicity.