Notes from a living room: 55

Watched 'The Hobbit - An unexpected Journey'. Liked the movie. Infact really really liked it. But more than anything of the movie, the soundtracks will remain with you. Literally.

Listen to this : The Misty Mountains Cold

Martin Freeman needs extra mentioning. The absence of any real star is a bit of a problem. Ian McKellen is old but does magic and acts as a magnet in the screen-space.


Dad retired today.

What's your dream?

Out of some subtle thoughts, I asked out, 'What's your dream?'

'To be a good mother. To be a caring wife... What's yours?'

'Maybe to find some freedom. To have a room for myself. To have a garden outside the window of my room I'll be looking out.'


                                               She smiled. I wondered where we were going to be one or two years from then. Or ten years maybe... Because this was the most honest conversation I was having with anyone in my whole life. And I didn't want to stop. I didn't want to have freedom, without her. A stranger, had suddenly become a part of my life.




...so will she be? Well, we never know. We are only through the prologue of the novel. No one knows, what lies next. :) :)

Notes from a living room: 54

Seems like I have nailed the bank job. :)


                                                  F. I. N. A. L. L. Y

Left to die again

The lizards and I

We live together in a room that has been forfeited

For long.

A few restless creatures

Hunt for the cockroaches
Hidden under my bed.
The cockroaches and I
We live together on a bed that has been shared
And used for long.
A few more restless creatures
Hunt for a soul - rugged, dirty and old
Hidden somewhere inside me

The lizards, the cockroaches and my soul
They live and hunt together on a world
That has been forfeited long ago…

While I stay awake and laugh at a person,
Silent, Yellowish, gloomy
A person, so alive and dead
Left to die again
Long ago.

এখন বোধহয় ফুল ছড়ানোর পালা

এখন বোধহয় ফুল ছড়ানোর পালা

এতদিনে ফুল কুড়ালাম ভরল মনের ডালা

রাই যে বসে গাঁথছে মালা, আসবে বলে কালা

মনটা যে মোর বড্ড ভারি, কালা যে মন নিল কাড়ি

রাই জাগো ভাই ভবসাগর আর একলা হেসে দেব পাড়ি

এখন বোধহয় ফুল ছড়ানোর পালা ।। 

Notes from a living room: 53

I don't know if I am early. I don't know if I am late. I don't know if I am on time.

But I love you. And that's the only truth I know. I do, I always have and I always will. From the day you sang for me till tonight, with tears in my eyes. It's so lonely here, without your smiles, your words, your world.

I guess it's all too late now.