Love and respect seldom go hand in hand.. actually it's a jargon, that we need to understand.
One takes the form and other crams the factor..
Logic makes a move and person becomes a vector.

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Power is great, and so is knowledge...
Both can't be contained easily.
Alas!
the conductors make them look funny
Waste them like one of their own... Oh what an irony!

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The only thing in selective communication is..
You wanna explain a lot
and you wanna hear a lot.
The irony is when you just start thinking of the words you put in..
Whether you're being judged for it..
Or whether the selective individual doesn't care about it at all...

That's jargon

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Life, what a wonderful game,
Life, that no one can tame...

Reality is often destructive..
Thinking is the only constructive..
Speaking through and thorough is where..
Lies the deepest phase of perspective.

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সব সময়, সব ভাবে, আছি আমি ঘিরে,
সময়ের স্রোতে চলেছি, এগবো এবং যাবো ফিরে।

আছি সবার সাথে, সবার মধ্যে,
কখনো ছন্দে, কখনো পদ্যে,
চলার প্রতি লক্ষ নিয়ে, এগোতে হবে,
সুখ দুঃখ, সবই আছে জীবনের রংঙে,
পথের বাধা রয়েই যাবে, পথের মধ্যে পথের সঙ্গে।

জীবন একটি পথ, তাতে আমি মানুষ রুপি রথ,
রথী চলেছে তুমুল বেগে, সময়ের সাথে,
সূর্যাস্থ্যে দিনের শেষ, কাল নিজের পুঁথি গাঁথে।

চলতে থাকার নামই জীবন, থামলেই নিবৃত্তি,
চলতে চলতে মানুষ তুলে ধরে,
নিজের জীবনের আকৃতি।

সেই বন্ধনে জড়িয়ে আছে, মানুষ মোহের পাশে,
মোহ মায়া পূর্ণ করতে, চলে যায় কালের গ্রাসে।

এরই মধ্যে হাটছি কপাল বিহীন আমি,
জীবনের মুল্য কম নয়, সে যে ভীষণ দামী।

আজ আছি, কাল নেই, কিন্তু আসবো আমি ফিরে,
সব সময়, সব ভাবে, আছি আমি জীবন ঘিরে।

-Swapna Deep Biswas

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Life, what a strange Little phase,
Life, just an endless chase,

The start,
marks the tears in our eyes and joy on parents' face,

The end,
nobody knows, what everybody says?

Life, what a celebration of nights,
Life, the journey of darkness and lights..

We earn money, respect, love and fame,
But we tend to forget...
in the end everyone's fate is same.

Life makes us fight for butter and bread
But life's nothing more than living dead.

Living is important, and so is the phase,
Life's a journey and not a chase....

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What goes without asking, be it care, love, protection or multitasking,
it's woman, who's there as sister, daughter,wife, friend, or a mother.
Women are the one who fill the fragments,
Be it one way, or another.

Life starts with birth, goes on with a companion and ends with death,
But a woman stays with you in any way possible till you have your breath,

It's women, who show you, your way..
And so I wish you all..
a Happy Women's Day..

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The time changes, and so do people!
There's nothing to fear and become cripple.
The world is fugacious and so we are..
Sticking is really temporary, like the roads made of tar...
Even the celestials change... Be it Sun, moon or a star..
Change is the only permanent, rest assured are lies,
or just half truths by far..

As we celebrate every new year, with joy,
Why do we kill ourselves with unplanned changes, like the lost battle of Troy..

Let's hold ourselves, let's go a bit far..
Because
It's the changes we make, the life we choose to live ,makes us who we are.

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2020!
The year that was meant to be dear,
year that was meant to be clear,
The year that made many things smear,
And yet we chose not to fear.

The year of new drills,
year of differential vaccine and pills,
The year that gave us chills,
which made us take dive from hills.

The year that gave different tasks,
Be it distancing, sanitizing or masks,
or quarantined inside our own kegs or cask,
saying "am I audible" before anything to ask.

Having lost hopes and people,
Taken humanity to the edge of being cripple,
Seeing situations and environment to tipple..
And yet we found our ways with the dibble.

But Oh!
The year's almost dusted and done
For the people who arrived and who are gone
Let hapiness and prosperity flow.. for the wars that are to be won,

Be faithful to the fullest and let dull be none...
I wish everyone a happy '21


- Swapna Deep Biswas

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तरीक़ों की तरकीबों को ओढ़ कर चला,
ज़िन्दगी की हर डगर, हर मोड़ को चला।
पता था कि चलना मुश्किल है,
फिर भी रास्तों की उलझीं हुयी डोर को चला,
मैं तरीक़ों की तरकीबों को ओढ़ कर चला।

चलने का नाम ही ज़िन्दगी है,
चलते चले जाना है।
चलते चलते थक जाएं अगर, क्या कोई जुर्माना है?
ज़िन्दगी अपनी है, और अपने समय पर ही चलेगी,
दूसरों के चाल को देख चलना, उसमे अपना ही हर्जाना है।

इन सीखों को साथ लेकर मैं जीवन दौर को चला,
ज़िन्दगी की हर डगर, हर मोड़ को चला।

कभी कमी महसूस हुई जब,
ज़िन्दगी के मायने समझ मे आने लगे तब,
जूझना ही ज़िन्दगी है, और ज़िन्दगी चलती चले जाएगी।
खुद का साया ही साथ रहेगा,
आखिर हिम्मत ही तो काम आएगी।

तरीक़ों की तरकीबों को ओढ़ कर चला,
ज़िन्दगी की हर डगर, हर मोड़ को चला।

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