So, 20 years it has been!
A long twenty years...
Twenty years of incomplete life,
Twenty years of void,
Twenty years of numbness,
Twenty years of pain,
Twenty years of loneliness,
Twenty years of tears,

Also,
Twenty years without you Baba!

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অভিমানের পরতে পরতে অনেক অপমান লেগে আছে,
আজ ও অনেক দাবানল ছাইচাপা রয়ে গেছে।
মন খারাপের খবর সে তো বালিশে লেখা,
চোখের জল আজ হাসির মরূতে শুকিয়ে গেছে।

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Nikal jate hai har ek din,
Kuch aur hi khayal o main,

Mukam banane chali hu,
Umeed o ki sawalo se.
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I have a wish list for you,

Please leave diseases in the past,
Bring some hope that will last,
Make the silver lining shiny and just,
Kill the flaws or leave to rust,

Please be good and happy one,
Let the little ones have some fun,
Without mask ,without fear,
Let there be chances to cheer.

2022, please be a great one Dear!

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Kuch anshu samet liya,
Kuch gum bhula diya,
Badi badi dard me aise hi muskura liya,

Aise hi hum ne ek sal bita Diya,
Ab ayi hai aj naye sal ki dastak,
Khushali ki paygam liye,
Waqt ki tagaza ko aj
Dobara man liya,

Chalo Malik,
Apki marji ko jeena ka maqsad than liya.

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Have you ever wake up in the Morning, and listen to your heart beats making the "Lub-Dub" music?
Closing up the eyes to feel it. Feel how much it has gone through everyday yet it beats, to beat the world in it's own accord? Hums the most beautiful song of the life.
Gentle, Fast or sometimes slow and steady. And listen to it without thoughts, without assumptions, without the haste to get into the life but lastly feel Gratitude falls into mind. To Live Everyday becomes the utmost priority.
Feel for a moment and be Thankful for the
Heart that only beats for you and take care of it while it takes on the life for you.
Ameen!

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As time ticks by,
I can hear the sighs.
All the whispers that come with the fall.
Oh! the radiant beauty of dying leaves,
Aren't the ending so wonderful
With all the promises to begin with?
The slow breeze that carries the news of winter,
Coldness that let the world drift into hibernation for a while,
As the grey shade creeps in,
I see the life prepares to be alive.
Winter isn't far away,
Said the last seeping sunshine through my window,
I breath the sorrow in,
And save the smiles for tomorrow.
"Silver winter is preposterous" says everyone ,
Well! She conceives the seeds of happy spirit,
Brings Spring while dying within.

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I don't feel beautiful now,
I feel like a ghost of the mere life.
Seldomly I bump into my mirror,
Look at those hollow bleak eyes,
Which used to ooze out warmth of hot chocolate once.

I don't feel like living now,
I feel like breathing the time in,
Seldomly I see my pictures,
Reminiscent in my gallery,
Which have been surreal as living then was just awesome.

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প্রিয় মিতিন মাসি,
খুব মনে পড়ছে তোমাদের কথা। ভাবিনি জানো, যে টুপুরের সাথে আর কথা হবেনা। টুপুরের কাছে আর শোনা হবে না তোমার কেস গুলো। পার্থ মেসোর নতুন শখ কী? আর এখন কোন cuisine মনে ধরেছে মেসোর? বুমবুম কি এখনো দুষ্টুমি করে?
অনেক কথা ই ছিল বলা হলো না।
পূজো এসে গেল কিন্তু কোন প্ল্যান ও হলনা।

খুব মিস করছি তোমাদের। ভালো থেকো ভালো থাকার দেশে।
ইতি,
তোমার এক গুণমূগ্ধ ভক্ত

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Growing Up.

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