• Ma Saraswati
    Poetry

    Ma Saraswati

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    In realms of wisdom, where knowledge reigns,

    Ma Saraswati, eternal muse, sustains.

    With veena in hand and lotus throne,

    She graces our minds, our spirits she hones.

    Goddess of arts, of music, of speech,

    Her blessings upon us, a celestial reach.

    In the tapestry of life, she weaves,

    Inspiration she brings, as our soul believes.

    With books as her garland, she lights the way,

    Guiding seekers through night and day.

    Her wisdom flows in rivers vast,

    Quenching the thirst of hearts steadfast.

    In temples adorned with sacred art,

    Devotees gather, their voices a part

    Of mantras sung in her divine praise,

    As incense smoke spirals in her grace.

    From the silence of dawn to twilight’s hue,

    She whispers secrets, both old and new.

    In classrooms and sanctuaries alike,

    Her presence brings solace, her aura strikes.

    With eloquence, she paints the skies,

    Stirring hearts with her melodic cries.

    In every brushstroke, every verse,

    Her essence lingers, a blessing diverse.

    She dwells in the pages of ancient lore,

    And in the minds of scholars, she does implore

    A thirst for knowledge, a hunger for truth,

    For in her embrace, there’s eternal youth.

    So, on this day of Saraswati Puja divine,

    Let us bow before her, let our spirits align

    With the flow of wisdom, with the melody sweet,

    And may Ma Saraswati’s blessings complete

    Our journey of learning, our quest for light,

    Guiding us through the darkest night.

  • Love’s Journey- Embracing Tradition and Change
    Poetry

    Love’s Journey- Embracing Tradition and Change

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    In ancient days where love held sway,

    Kamadeva’s grace did brightly play,

    In Khajuraho’s monuments fair,

    His essence lingered in the air.

    But as the ages onward flowed,

    Love’s open display would erode,

    Middle Ages saw a veiled view,

    Public affection bid adieu.

    Yet in the modern tide’s embrace,

    Valentine’s emerged, a newfound grace,

    From screens of TV to love letters penned,

    A cultural shift, a trend to amend.

    India’s heart, reluctant at first,

    To Cupid’s arrow, felt a thirst,

    Resistance from tradition’s hold,

    But change unfurls, a story bold.

    Religious fervor, cultural cries,

    From Hindu, Muslim, Christian ties,

    Valentine’s deemed a foreign face,

    A challenge to tradition’s grace.

    Rejecting love in public sight,

    To keep tradition’s flame alight.

    Yet amidst the clash of old and new,

    Valentine’s Day breaks through,

    A symbol of love, both old and new,

    In hearts of many, it finds its due.

    But controversy still remains,

    Postcolonial critique strains,

    Valentine’s Day, a tool of might,

    For Western culture’s spreading light.

    Cow Hug Day, a twist unique,

    A call to hearts, a gentle tweak,

    A reminder of roots, traditions deep,

    In the embrace of creatures, we find peace.

    As debates rage on, passions high,

    Valentine’s Day still fills the sky,

    A celebration, love’s sweet call,

    In India’s story, one and all.

  •  Prelude to Love’s Embrace
    Poetry

     Prelude to Love’s Embrace

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    In the soft glow of February’s dawn,

    A whisper in the air, love is drawn.

    Before the roses bloom in crimson hue,

    Hearts beat with anticipation anew.

    Eager souls dance in the shadows’ play,

    Yearning for the touch of love’s bouquet day.

    Promises woven in tender threads,

    As anticipation fills their heads.

    With each passing moment, hearts align,

    In the tender embrace of Valentine.

    A gentle promise in the twilight’s gleam,

    Love’s symphony, a timeless dream.

    Fingers intertwined, hearts ignite,

    In the prelude to love’s sweet delight.

    Whispers carried on the breeze’s sigh,

    As lovers beneath the starlit sky.

    The world transforms in love’s tender gaze,

    Lost in the enchanting lover’s maze.

    Eyes meet, a silent vow is made,

    In the gentle noises of love’s cascade.

    Soft murmurs linger in the moonlit air,

    As love blossoms, beyond compare.

    A symphony of hearts in sweet refrain,

    As love’s melody weaves its gentle chain.

    In every glance, a story told,

    Of love’s journey, both young and old.

    Hand in hand, they wander on,

    In the prelude to love’s sweet song.

    With each heartbeat, love’s echo resounds,

    In the silence, its beauty surrounds.

    A tapestry woven in shades of affection,

    In the tender embrace of love’s perfection.

    In the quiet moments before the dawn,

    Love’s whisper lingers, soft and drawn.

    In the promise of tomorrow’s embrace,

    Love finds solace, in this sacred space.

    So let the V-day celebration start,

    With love’s tender touch, heart to heart.

    In the prelude to love’s sweet embrace,

    Let us find joy in this sacred place.

  • Symphony of Purpose – Embracing Ikigai’s Song
    Poetry

    Symphony of Purpose – Embracing Ikigai’s Song

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    In lands where cherry blossoms bloom,

    And whispers dance with the moon’s soft gloom,

    There lies a concept, gentle and wise,

    A beacon of purpose beneath azure skies.

    Ikigai, a notion, both ancient and pure,

    A pathway to joy, a guide to endure.

    In the heart of the soul, where dreams take flight,

    Ikigai resides, a beacon of light.

    It’s more than mere passion or skills finely honed,

    Beyond mere success or ambitions intoned.

    Ikigai speaks of where talents align,

    With what the world needs, a purpose divine.

    In every sunrise, in each falling leaf,

    In laughter shared and in moments brief,

    Ikigai beckons, a melody sweet,

    A harmony weaving life’s grand feat.

    Find it in the artist’s brushstroke bold,

    In the healer’s touch, in stories untold.

    In the farmer’s toil, in the teacher’s care,

    Ikigai blossoms everywhere.

    So let us seek, with hearts open wide,

    In the depths of our being, where dreams reside.

    For within the core of each soul’s sigh,

    Lies the essence of Ikigai.

    In the stillness of dawn’s tender embrace,

    Ikigai whispers, revealing its grace.

    A symphony of purpose, soft yet profound,

    In every heartbeat, its rhythm is found.

    Through winding paths and valleys deep,

    Ikigai guides, like a shepherd’s keep.

    In the laughter of children, in tears that we weep,

    Its melody echoes, in memories we’ll keep.

    In the hands of a healer, a touch that consoles,

    In the passion of poets, in verses that extol.

    In the courage of warriors, in battles they wage,

    Ikigai’s fire burns on every page.

    It’s the warmth of a smile, the comfort of friends,

    In the journey’s beginning, in its winding bends.

    In the artist’s creation, in colors that blend,

    Ikigai’s presence, from start to end.

    So let us listen, to Ikigai’s refrain,

    In the patter of raindrops, in fields of grain.

    For within its harmony, we find our place,

    A symphony of purpose, in life’s embrace

  • The Symphony of Brain and Wire
    Poetry

    The Symphony of Brain and Wire

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    In the world, where dreams meet science’s light,

    Where hope converges with the night,

    There lies a bridge from mind to machine,

    A beacon in the dark, unseen.

    With chips of silicon, wires entwined,

    A marvel of the human mind,

    We dare to breach what once seemed far,

    And touch the stars where angels spar.

    Paralysis, a cruel decree,

    A thief that robs both you and me,

    Of movement, feeling, life’s embrace,

    Leaving us in a stagnant space.

    But now, a whisper in the air,

    A promise borne from earnest care,

    A brain interface, a path restored,

    To heal what once was deeply scored.

    Implanted chip, a silent guide,

    Within the folds where thoughts reside,

    It speaks the language of the brain,

    And sets the paralyzed to gain.

    No longer bound by silent chains,

    No tremors wild, no constant pains,

    The once immobile limbs now dance,

    As if awakened from a trance.

    Ascending from the depths below,

    To heights where newfound freedoms grow,

    A symphony of progress plays,

    A testament to brighter days.

    Yet with this gift, a caution’s thread,

    For where we tread, new fears may spread,

    Of melding minds with metal’s grace,

    Erasing lines, a fearsome chase.

  • ভাল ছেলে – ব্যাচিলর নাম খন্ডন (চতুর্থ ভাগ)
    Poetry

    ভাল ছেলে – ব্যাচিলর নাম খন্ডন (চতুর্থ ভাগ)

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    বিয়ের সানাই বাজলো এবার

            সন্ধ্যা বসবে বিয়ের পিঁড়িতে।

    গ্রামের মানুষ সবাই খুশী

             মাস্টারমশাইয়ের বিয়েতে।

    সবাই বলে হারানকে

              ভোজ কবে খাব ভাই?

    মিস্টি খাব যত খুশি

              ব্যবস্থা করা চাই।

    বিয়ের দিনটা ঠিক করতে

                পুরোহিত মশাই আসে।

    গ্রামের সবাই এগিয়ে আসে

                বিয়ের ব্যবস্থা করতে।

    সন্ধ্যার বাবা সন্ধ্যাকে বলে

                 বাড়ী থেকে না বেরুতে।

    বিয়ের আগে হবু বরের সঙ্গে দেখা হওয়া

             ঠিক নয় বলে পরশিতে।

    সন্ধ্যার মনে হারানকে দেখার আগ্রহ

             তার মনকে ব্যাতিব্যস্ত করে।

    ওদিকে হারানও সেই একই বেদনা

              মনে মনে অনুভব করে।

    বিয়ের দিনে হইচই

            সবাই ব্যস্ত লালাল কাজে।

    তারাই আবার নিমত্রিত অতিথি, তাই কাজ চলে

             উপহার আর ভোজ খাওয়ার মাঝে।

    সবার মুখে হাসির ছʼটা

                          সব্বাই খুশি এই বিয়েতে।

    ষীশু আর বন্যাও

                  নতুন মাকে নিয়ে আনন্দে মাতে।

    খন্ডন হলো ব্যচিলার নামটা

                 পরিপূর্ণ হলো প্রেমের পথে যাওয়া।

    নর-নাারীর  এই প্রেম খেলাতে

                  বিয়ে হলো জেতার ফলক পাওয়া।

    হারান ভালো কাজের সঙ্গ দিয়ে

                        সার্থক করলো তার জীবন।

    অনাথ ছেলেমেয়েরা মাকে পেয়ে

               তাদের জীবনে হলো শূন্যস্থান পূরন।

    পজিটিভিটির সুঘ্রাণে তৃপ্ত হয়

                               গ্রামের নানুষজন।

    দেবতা এসে ভরিয়ে ধন

                           সেই সব মানুষের জীবন।