Sunday song

Bengali song 'Maya bono biharini aami noyi' sung by Shreya Ghosal.

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

Illusive forest wanderer is a deer

One who roams in deep dreams

Why do you pledge to imprison it,

for no reason that streams......

May it hide in my own mind from a distance.

I'm the melody of the flute,in omnipresence.

That touches the heart & soul alike

for no reason that may strike.

Kindled by the heavy monsoon breeze

Trickles down the heavenly euphony

The heart becomes restless

for no reason that is harmony.

From afar shall I be enticing

Shall tie a bond in secrecy

The bond that is unseen

for no reason but pristine

(Source: http://anondogaan.blogspot.in/2011/09/maya-bono-biharini-lyrics-translation.html)

Random Scribblings - 3

You paraded your lies as truths.

Now, even your truth looks like a lie.

Colour of Love

 (Image source: Holi by Chughtai : http://tropicandstorm.blogspot.in/2010_06_01_archive.html)

रंगु मैं तेरे ही रंग में आज
क्या लाल, क्या पीला 
कौन सा हरा, कौन सा नीला 
मैं तो रंगु 
सिर्फ तेरे ही रंग में 
ओ, रंग रसिया I

What red, what yellow?
Which green, which blue?
Let me paint myself
With the colour of you, alone. 


P.S. Wish you all a very Happy and colourful Holi!

He and She: Silly Conversations III

(Her finger-tip glided deliriously over his jawline; dipped and ambled down his throat like a dreamer...it was a path, it had trotted on many a times yet each time it seemed new...)

He: What are you doing?
She: Memorizing

He: You do that everyday. Still, you can't remember?
She: (grins sheepishly)....You see, I have a Ghajini* memory so I need to refresh it everyday :P

He: No wonder...(mock laugh)

He: Listenn,....you are forgetting something, again.
She: What?? (She looked up, a bit startled.)

(He grabbed her roving hand instantly that was tracing the contours of his chest,....and sealed her lips with his.)

He (breaks the kiss and asks): Remembered *winks*

She: No....A repeat might help. (replies naughtily)

He: You'rrre incorrigible.

She: I know. :) (They both laugh.)

Note: *Ghajini: A male character of the same name in the movie "Ghajini" who suffered from short-term memory loss.

De-addiction

जीने की लत थी हमे I

शुक्रिया आपका,

उसे तोड़ने के लिए I

I was addicted to life.

Thanks to you,

For de-addicting me.

Master Key

"Stop thinking....start doing....

You can't sit like this whole day and keep thinking. You need to act, quickly." He said.

She sat still..., thinking.

"Action....action....action....

drama....drama...drama...." He chanted animatedly.

"My hands aren't moving, my legs aren't moving, my mind is freezing....I am in a stupor...wake me up please....somebody put me into action....somebody please, please press the button." She replied, helplessly.

"There IS no button. I can't see any." He looked everywhere.

She gaped at him with unchanged expression.

"Waaait....I found something." He jumped as if he had found a switch to heaven.

She still gaped at him with an unchanged look on her face.

He went around her and wound the key several times till it could turn no more. She moved frenetically and started clapping. He jumped as she clapped and watched her with a jubilant smile. 

This was an everyday drama. He knew how to make her dance and when to make her dance. The key wasn't lost, it was in his hands. A slave to his wish, she gaped and danced with unchanged expression.