My Blog: Bhutan tripMe and my brother (cousin) went for t...

My Blog: Bhutan trip

Me and my brother (cousin) went for t...: Bhutan trip Me and my brother (cousin) went for this fabulous Bhutan trip. We went to Joygaon from Jalpaiguri ..as Joygaon Pheunshelong...

 Summer Time 

The house was quiet
The summer time
Grandma's wrinkled face 
her eyes on the kantha
her hands moved slowly
with the needle
sitting in the corner of the verandah 

the hot winds were of no respite
waiting for the sunset
little girl's admiring eyes
watching her grandma

you have beautiful curly hair
just like the cloud
she smiled at the child
her eyes full dreams
I will buy you a red sari
a small tikli on your forehead
you will look like a princess

summer time is never like before
those touches
those smiles are lost
in the comfort of AC and cooler

Poems

       



A Heartless City 

Her designer bindi looked beautiful
on her chubby face
His dark calm eyes rested on her
oh my love my love


Please help please please
Will my husband be all right
His body lay on highway
she trembled seeing blood

The city was watching
Indifference everywhere
As if some soap opera
Her eyes were searching
begging pleading for help

Oh my lovely Calcutta
You are no more the same

(I penned down a few lines dedicating it to Debopriyo Dattaray ,28 who died in an accident on 14th september