Wednesday, July 29, 2015

My homage to Dr . Abdul Kalam

 


 
Whenever a star falls , I see to the sky and think who am I ! What am I ! Or really am I anything at all to this big universe ?

In this world of fake glitterati , there are few mortals who have an aura around them . More than their lifetime , it is their demise that leave people speechless and in awe of their accomplishments . Amongst others I have been no exceptions . Their death always seem to me as the death of another star which has enlightened the sky with its own light .

The sudden demise of Dr. A.P.J .Abdul Kalam , again thrust me into that depth of void . Once again it made me stand in front of the mirror and wonder in admiration . He was a man of unparallel stature . Already having paved half of my life's way , when I look back to great personalities like Dr. Kalam , more and again I bow before the innumerous lessons they taught us through their own life . It is not their success but the secret behind their success that touches me the most . And all the secret stories reveal the same unfold truth - honesty , dedication and devotion . Yes , I respect him . I respect him not only as a scientist , but I honour him for the lifestyle he taught , the idealism he proved and the dream he dared to show . He taught us to love . Perhaps , that is why , despite holding the topmost position of a country , he was always a next door man whom we love , whom we miss . That is why he was the most beloved presindent of independent India .

"You have to dream before your dreams can come true ." ..this very simple word of him inspired me first .Since then , time and again his books and words inspired me and guided me to stand straight on the righest way .

In this flamboyant world he stood as an example of simplicity , honesty and modesty . His flawlessly successful career and his down-to -earth nature - is , perhaps a stark contrast we should learn from from him . He never cheated his work , he never cheated his principles . He was never loud yet ever stern a person . More than everything else , he was a man of positivity . Even being a political personality , the sludge of politics could never touch him simple because he was a man , beyond all these narrow-mindedness.

My heart -core respect for this man of talent , principles and dignity . I will always be on effort to implement at least one of your sayings and beliefs in my own life and spread them among my students and offsprings . I will always try to keep up positive spirit to make a better world , a better surrounding . We all love you , Sir . Pronaam .




 

Sunday, July 26, 2015



বর্ষা ঘনায় , শিমুলের ছায় -
একরাশ স্তব্ধতা নির্বাক নেমে আসে
থমথমে সরণী বেয়ে
কে ডাকে ?
ওই কালো মেয়েটাকে ?
সর্বনাশা গান গেয়ে।

অশনীর মত বিছিয়েছে চুল
রাত্রি কালো , গভীর ঘন
যেন বোকার মত করে ফ্যালা
গোপন কোনো ভুল।

বর্ষা নয় , বিপদ ঘনায়
নিশি ডাকে , হাতছানি দেয়
মত্ত হাসি হাসছে মেয়ে
নিজের প্রেমে ,
নিজেই মশগুল।

ক্ষেপছে মেয়ে , হাসছে দেখো
ঝলসে উঠছে চোখ
প্রলয় নাচছে ,
চাহনিতে ওর
লেলিহান  প্রতিশোধ।

নে মেয়ে তুই , সব বুঝে নে ,
হিসাব যত বাকি
আছড়ে পরে আয় রে নেমে
দে ধুয়ে দে এক লহমায়
পুঁজের মত জমতে থাকা
মহাকালের ফাঁকি।

অভিমানে , কালো মেয়ে ,
শরীর ভারী তোর্
কাঁদবি না তুই ,
কাঁদবি কেন ?
বাঁধ রে মনের জোর।

বড্ড বেশি শরীর বোঝে
পুরুষ পৃথিবী
করুক এবার ধারণ দেখি
রুদ্র নৃত্যে নাচতে থাকা
হাসির কোণে  মরণ আঁকা
সর্বরূপী বর্ষা রে তোর্
মত্ত প্রকৃতি।

অনেক তো দিন রাখলি ওদের
ভাবনাবিহীন সুখে
আর নয় তোর্ মিথ্যে বাঁচা
আয় নেমে আয় ঝঞ্ঝা যত
অনাচারের বুকে ।