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Sometimes you come across someone, start a casual conversation, pass some idle time. Sometimes that meeting, that conversation is the end of it. Sometimes it just spirals out and forth into something new as certain pieces seem to fall into place … Continue reading
Some things are not meant to be… You ache, you pain, you beg and pray You wish that you’ll be guided Down that righteous way- Into the light, and a brighter day. You rise in happiness, tears of joy Of … Continue reading
Sometimes I wish, that our eyes would talk Let them form their own words, express all’s worth. I wish there was a language for us, that we’d understand, Of imploring looks, overwhelmed heart and an open hand. Happiness is so hard, hard to write about … Continue reading
I have dreamed of you every night that we have been apart… Tossing and turning in a fitful, restless sleep, jolting into tired wakefulness only to relive those unfathomable, treasured eyes looking at me, and beyond me, unsmiling and saying, “It … Continue reading
Claritin is my new companion in this still-new country that I have been in for the last few years. It becomes Allegra, during my more trying times, but it’s only the name that changes. Anti-histamines remain my best friend, no … Continue reading
In hindsight, all it had taken was one blurry, spur-of-the-moment, one dimensional photograph. Though that one glance taking in the obvious could barely ring warning bells in your mind about the looming crevice in the not-so-distant future, simply put, it … Continue reading
যাকে ভালোবাসি, তাকে দূরে ঠেলে দিতে জানি পাছে সে আমায় পর বলে কোন দিন একা ছেড়ে যায়ে । যাকে পাই, কখনো রাখতে জানিনি তায়ে সে ফিরে ফিরে বলে, থাকব না তোর খাঁচায় । যে নেই, তার স্মৃতি চারণায় ঠাই থেকেও থাকেনি, জানিনি … Continue reading
I was walking in the rain. With the little drops of water Pinpricks of salvation On my upturned face The wind roared and raged Like a lover’s hand Through my hair, caressing. And inexplicably, or naturally? I thought of you, … Continue reading