Mystery never abandons its name and lovers...and its mysteriousness!
I call them rumblings as they grossly lack the structure and merits of a perfect read - yet clasp close as they reflect my inconstancy and joie de vivre - unyielding to any persuasion known to man (please accept 'lies' as incidental or embellished truths - as I strongly deny the existence of 'Lie' - it's always 'Truth' or otherwise...besides 'Truth' in its purity lacks imagination)...Happy Reading!
Saturday, October 1, 2016
Amar saathe cholcho o megh
Amar saathei bolcho
Amar motoi chaicho o megh
Amar motoi jhorcho.
Kothaye harai
Kothaye palai
Kothaye je jai bol
Meghbalika amar saathe arektu dur chol.
Boddo gorom boddo bheja 'boddo' sob'er majhe
Ojana sob bhalolaaga notun kore baje.
Toiri ami? Ta jani na
Hoyeto ba bhan kori
Tai to hothath nil akashe
Tomar khoj'ei pori.
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