বেলগাছ (Bael Gachh – Wood Apple Tree)

June 24th, 2014 by Jashodhara Purkayastha

বেলগাছটা নুইয়ে গেছে
এমন পাতার ভারে
সব ডালেতে পাতার ফাঁকে
ফুল যে ভরে আছে |

হাওয়ার তালে পাতা উঠে
শনশনিয়ে তালে
মনে হয় যে হাত উঠিয়ে
নাচছে তাথৈ তালে |

গাছের নীচে নেইকো পাতা
নেইকো কোনো নর্দমা
নন্দী ভিরিঙ্গী ঝাড়ু হাতে
করছে সাফাই সাথে সাথে |

সকাল হতেই পাতাগুলো
হয়ে যে যায় শান্ত
আসবে আমায় ধরতে এখন
জানিনা কেমন পান্থ |

শিবজী বলো তুমি কি শুধু
তুষ্ট থাক একটি বেলপাতায়
তাহলে কেন লোক যে এমন
আমায় টেনে নামায় |

আমার বেলগাছকে দেখে

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Where Love Begins: Vibhavari [Paperback]

July 7th, 2013 by Jashodhara Purkayastha

  • Spiritual meaning of love is well depicted through the lead character of the book.

    Spiritual meaning of love is well depicted through the lead character of the book.

http://bookstore.balboapress.com/Products/SKU-000649134/Where-Love-Begins.aspx

 

 

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Me, The Mother

February 3rd, 2012 by Jashodhara Purkayastha


As a mother, I gave birth & showed you the light of the Earth,

You crawled, you stood, you ran and climbed the train’s Berth.

I spent many sleepless night when you had high fever,

Next day took leave from work,neglect you never.

I sat with you to teach the lesson but can’t help you to learn,

Everywhere I was there with you to help and not to get any burn.

In each and every path of life, I gave you the direction,

I gave you freedom in every step to take a proper decision.

I taught you the right and wrong, what I knew was the right,

You had sometimes chosen the wrong path and I had scolded a lot.

I gave you so many toys, when you make my expectation clear,

You might not have liked those toys, but accepted them with honour.

I taught you to share with all and never to become selfish,

You followed it often, continued it & never a chance to miss.

Though I taught you to respect elders, yet can’t force you to follow

I tried to give you the value of life, but may not teach you to follow.

I told you many moral stories and discuss about God,

Godliness is difficult to follow as it is like a iron rod.

Though I had carried you in my womb and taken care till now,

Yet you have to learn to surrender the EGO and exact system to bow.

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Rangmanch

September 29th, 2011 by Jashodhara Purkayastha

रंगमंच

Life has Happy & Sad moments

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Childhood Dream

August 27th, 2011 by Indrani

         CHHOTTO SHONAR SHOPNO                                                             Small Golden Dream
Dekhchho Maa go aamar gadi kemon jore chhote!                            Do you see Mother how fast my car runs !
Koto rokom kayda kore paharh beye othe.                                           Trying all kind of moves, climbs a hill.
Paharh chhede ekhon dekho shoru rasta dhore                                  Leaving hills, now see, takes a narrow road,
Pode jawar bhaan kore je jayna sheshe pode.                                     Acting to fall-off, might in reality fall.

                                                  

 

 

 

Lal bichhanar maathaar ‘pore balisher je paharh-                             At the end of red bed, pillow is the hill
onek koshte ghure-ghure uthlo dekho ebar.                                        After many troublesome turns, climbed now.
Tarpore shey periye elo tomar haater pul                                            Then it crossed your bridge made of hand
Peye gelo gaadi sheshe tomar shobuj kol,                                            The car found lastly your green lap

                           

 

Dekho cheye koto je maa aachhe aamar gaadi-                                   See mother all my variety of cars
Gunte gele haar manbe tomar joto shaadi.                                           If counted your number of Saris will lose.
Mon kede ney nanan ronger desh-bidesher gaadi                              Mind is pulled towards colored variety cars
Kinte hobe eshob kichhu aache tadatadi                                               Have to buy these quick and fast …
Bodo hoye kinbo aami moner moto gaadi ,                                          After growing up will buy cars as per wish
Tomay niye debo tokhon onek dure padi.                                            Will take you then to far-off places.

                 
                       

 

Tumi bolo, “ shona aamar podashuno koro                                          You say, “my darling study hard
Moner moto gaadi kinte poysha laage bodo                                         To buy car as per wish huge money is required
Podashona-i hobe tomar bondhu ekdin.                                               Studies will be your friend one day
Bondhu hoye she tomar shohay hobe shedin                                       This friend will support you that day
bodo maper shopno je shob dekhchho tumi ekhon                            Big dreams that you see now-a-days
Bodo hoye tokhon tumi parbe korte puron.”                                       Growing up will then fulfill your dream”

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Meghla Din

April 4th, 2011 by Jashodhara Purkayastha

Meghla Din                                                                                     মেঘলা  দিন

Meghla haaway pakhi joto kak aar seagull ude, মেঘলা  হাওয়ায়ে  পাখি  যত  কাক  আর  সিগাল উড়ে,
Ude-ude onek dure jaay je dol duliye | উড়ে-উড়ে  অনেক  দুরে  যায়  যে  দোল  দুলিয়ে |
Meghlaa haawaay megh je naame gaacher faake-faake, মেঘলা হাওয়ায় মেঘ  যে  নামে  গাছের  ফাঁকে-ফাঁকে,
Dekhaa jaay naa kichu je aar nodir baake-baake | দেখা  যায়  না  কিছু  যে  আর  নদীর  বাকে-বাকে |
Mone je hoy haat baadiye megh ke kori muthi te, মনে  যে  হয়  হাত  বাড়িয়ে  মেঘকে  করি  মুঠি  তে,
Dhore niye ghorer kone jodai kathi te | ধরে  নিয়ে   ঘরের  কোনে জড়াই   কাঠি  তে  |
Ta ki je aar shombhov hoy haashi mone-mone, তা  কি  যে   আর  সম্ভভ  হয়  হাসি  মনে -মনে ,
Baalok hoye mone aashe koto bhavnaa gune, বালক  হয়ে  মনে  আসে  কত  ভাবনা  গুনে ,
Baalok Jodi hotaam aami, tobe hoy to jetaam, বালক  যদি  হতাম  আমি , তবে   হয়  তো  যেতাম ,
Doude-doude meghlaa haawaay haawaa ghure khetaam | দৌড়ে -দৌড়ে  মেঘলা হাওয়ায়  হাওয়া  ঘুরে খেতাম  |
Eyi jonme aashbe naa aar baalok howaar khushi, এই  জন্মে  আসবে  না  আর  বালক হওয়ার  খুশী ,
Meghlaa diner aanondo ni, baajiye aamaar baashi | মেঘলা  দিনের  আনন্দ নিই  , বাজিয়ে  আমার  বাঁশি  |



(Meaning not exact)

Cloudy day

Many birds, crow & seagull fly in the cloudy wind,
Flying far away, swinging like a cradle.
Cloudy wind comes down between the gaps of trees,
Can’t see anything beyond the river bend.
Think of holding the cloud in the fist on extended hand,
Hold and keep it in the corner of the house rolled on a stick.
Is it possible now, so I laugh to think of it,
Like a child, I think of many multiplied ideas.
If I were a child,  then would have gone,
Running around, swallowing the cloudy wind.
In this life will not get a chance to be happy like a child,
Enjoy the happiness of the cloudy day playing on my flute.

 

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Dnd(punishment)

September 9th, 2010 by Jashodhara Purkayastha

दंड

पासपोर्ट विना  विदेश में घुसना  मना है
विदेश शासन ने बहुत सा दंड बनाया है
भारत के लिए न दंड है,न कोई शासन
कोई भी आये,कोई भी जाये,नहीं है अनुशासन.

रेशन कार्ड मुफ्त मिलता,मिलता है पेनकार्ड
घर लेने की  नहीं पाबन्दी,न घुसने  की पाबन्दी
जितने लोगो को कार्ड मिलेगा, उतने ही  तो वोट
तो क्यों  करे  खिटपिट इतना,नेता तो पहने अच्छा कोट.

दंड तो केवल भारतीयों होने की,न है सतंत्र आने-जाने की
एक राज्य मराठी का तो, दूसरा कश्मीरी के लिए .
एक राज्य तामिल की,  तो दूसरा असमिया के लिए
बाकी   पंचीस राज्यों भी तो किसी न किसी को वाट  दी .

अपने महान देश में हम क्यों लड़ झगड़  रहे है ?
भाई भाई सभी को क्यों अलग अलग कर  रहे है ?
एक भाई ,दुसरे भाई का घर भी नहीं आ सकता?
यह  नाता तो एक सूत्र का, टूटने से भी नहीं टूटता .

सदियो से हम  गर्वो करते, कि ऐसा देश कहा मिलेगा
जहा भाई-भाई एकत्र होकर सब त्योहार   मनाता
तो कहा गए आज वह प्यार, और कहा गए वह परंपरा
सभीको अपनाकर बनाओ भारतको, एक सुन्दर अप्सरा.

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Realising Meditation

August 29th, 2010 by Jashodhara Purkayastha

Realization
Every time I read newspaper
As I’m a good reader
From first page to last
I go through very fast.

Many information, many articles
Many a time read miracles
Many a time terrorist attack
Then many times the road stuck.

My favourite is the speaking tree
Bring about the thought as free
Every day it gives some mind food
May be the purpose to feel good.

Time to time, I hear Meditation
Tells to focus steadily on respiration
Unreal thought activates the mind
The hard reality goads self to find

Buddha advised, be aware of situation,
In all ways processes of life’s action
Sensible and alert in every moment
To recognize the God‘s Movement.

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भारत

August 15th, 2010 by Jashodhara Purkayastha

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

भारत देश महान है
प्यारा हिंदुस्तान है
हम उसके संतान है
अलग होकर भी एक है |

मिटटी इसका सोना है
नदी का जल तो रूपा है
दोनों के ही मिलने से
अमृत का फल मिलता है |

भिन्न भिन्न जाती है
रहन – सहन अलग है
अलग अलग भाषा है
फिर भी हम एक है |

कोई बंगाली , कोई मद्रासी
कोई मराठी , कोई गुजरती
कोई कश्मीरी , कोई पंजाबी
बोलते छब्बीस सुन्दर बोली |

भाषा अलग , बेश अलग
अलग उत्सव मनाते है
लेकिन सबके स्वर में एकही भाषा
हम बोलते प्यार की भाषा |

सतंत्रता के चौसठ साल
हम बिताये बेमिसाल
हर साल में कुछ पाया
तो कुछ साल में कुछ खोया |

आज हम गर्व करते
कहते भारत महान
कहा गये वे सुपुत संतान
जिनके लिए भारत ने पाया खुब सम्मान |

आओ आज पंद्रह अगस्त पर
सिर झुकाकर नमन करे
याद करे वे हजारों दिलोको
जिसने बलिदान किया स्वयं को |                                                                                       

 

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Completion

April 10th, 2010 by Jashodhara Purkayastha

Life ends when Hope diminishes,

Hope ends when faith decreases,
Faith ends when cheating begins,
Love ends when freedom loses,
Freedom ends when strength applies,
Strength ends when morality effects,
Morality ends when principle dies,
Principle ends when mind effects,
Mind ends when death proceeds,

Death ends when Life begins….

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