Incapable....

The heart that has the most love, loves the least....

On many given occasions I have noticed, a person who has lost all that he loved ones often tend to push away all love he gets in any form...

Maybe it's their self-defense, that's how he saves himself from another loss..

Or maybe it only renders them incapable of love...

You ask what does 'incapable of love' really mean..

The real question is what love means to them?

Intimacy scares them, another touch, another face showing their vulnerability is un-called for ,

The thought of spending days with people scares them, cause that brings with a new vulnerability and dependence...

A thought for them-

Not caring is the easiest anyone can do,

Caring, fighting, trying for someone is hard, and only hearts that love can do that....

Love never came easy, love never went so easy!!!

When?

When will you stop saying you are used to it?
When will you say, you are through?.
When will you stand up and tell them stop?
When will you know it's not for true?

When will the fakeness, seize to be so?
When will you know, they aren't here for true?
When will you know it's time to give up?
When will you know this is not you!!??

Do you ever feel so???

Do you ever just feel like giving up on the place or maybe the people?
Holding in for too long , o don't you get weary of the things that happen to you.
Do you ever regret being so insecure, that your heart burns at the thought of loosing that time?..
Do you ever get scared thinking about how the past might attack you all over again?
Ever got tired of being left on your own, so tired that you wanted to go grab that pillow and wish you hadn't been moulded to be so independent after all??
Ever feared loosing those people, those little things you ignored all this while cause they were seemingly small??
Do you ever sit and think how you have been perceived before.... But o do you realize not all of that pain is meant to go away ever...
You ever get so tired,. So tired that you wanna give up on the idea on existing the way you do???
Find a new place , new you...
But o your heart it's etched now with memories and people you can never give up on..
So now what ?.
You put on a smile again, wear your armour and walk out to battle your demons!!!.
No you can't hide them , only push them back!!

Do you have it or not???

Call it the effect of the westernised culture and all of its materialistic attributes, apart from the good effects like teaching us values of punctuality and professionalism the ill effects have accompanied it too..

(I'm not criticizing the culture itself) but the side effects have led to loss of morals amongst people.
The indecisiveness when it comes to standing up for a point cause we want be diplomatic, politically correct..
I do not favour the notion that we should not adapt to changing cultures, after all change is constant and favourable..
 but what about the sudden influx of moral-less, valueless young age of people who is loosing out on their core educational values.
If on one hand we can talk of our culture so proudly, of our ancestors and their values why cant we have some in us..

So my questions go like....
- How much does it take to stand up to a point you believe in?? even if it involves endangering a certain time constrained relationship?? is it all that hard to have two balls and say you support the right? instead of keeping quiet and acting political?

- How much does it take to act like a friend when you call them one? instead of making it an affair where you meet after work , or on weekends ..have a drink or two get back home and forget they exist for another week?

- What does it take to actually call a date a date and try to know each other  instead of making it a ritual to take the girl back home for your own pleasure?

- What does it take to be either white or black..? not just hanging in between where you don't even have a decent enough term to describe yourself....

- How much does it take to respect a girl? and her decisions whether an 'yes' or 'no' ? instead of forcing yourself on them..

-What does it take to realize just like guys a girl who is living in the changing society adjusting with it..going out , or partying with colleagues and being friend, having fun isn't someone who is available for anyone and everyone of you hounds.. Maybe she has some different values or oh lets face it maybe you just don't deserve it!!!

I hope not much!!!

Is it all that is left of a world you thought you could live in and survive??
And sadly enough that's what the society is promoting these days!!
Cause then all is not good with the culture that we are slowly adapting and loosing out on our own morals!!!

Farewell my friend!!!

Ogo bondhu, shei dhabomaan kal joriy dhorilo more feli taar jaal.

tule nio druthorothe, dhushahoshi brahamaner pothe.

toma hote bohudure.

Mone hoye, ojosro mritture paar hoye ashilam.

aji noboprobhaater shikhorochurae.

Rother chonchol beg hawoyae oray amar purono naam.

phiribaar poth nahi, duur hote jodi dekho chahi paribena chinita amae,

hey bondhu biday....

Konodin kormohin purono obokashe, boshonto akashe,

otiter teer hote je ratre bohibe drighoshaash, jhora bokuler kanna bohibe akash,

shei kone khuje dekho kichu mor piche rohilo she tomar praner prante.

Bismriti prodoshe hoyto dibe she jyoti, hoyto dhoribe kobu naam hara shopner murti.

tobu she to shopno noe shobche shotto mor, shei mrittyunjay,

she amar prem.

Tare ami rakhiya elam oporibiorton argho tomar udesshe.

poribortoner srote ami jai bheshe, kaler jatrae..

hey bondhu biday...

An English translation, which probably wouldn't explain it's meaning so well as in the Bengali version, but still...

My friend! 
I have been caught in the net cast by that flying time 
It has made me its mate in its intrepid journey 
And taken me in its speeding chariot 
Far away from you. 
To reach the summit of this morning I seem to have left behind many deaths 
My past names seem to stream In the strong wind 
Born of the chariot's speed. 
There is no way to turn back, if you see me from afar you will not recognize me my friend, 
Farewell! 

If in your lazy hours without any work ,the winds of springtime 
brings back the sighs from the past 
ss the cries of shedding spring flowers fill the skies 
please see and search if in a corner of your heart 
you can find any remnants of my past; 
In the evening hours of fading memories it may shed some light 
or take some nameless form as if in a dream. 
yet it is not a dream it is my truth of truths 
it is deathless,  it is my love. 
Changeless and eternal I leave it as my offering to you 

in the ever changing flow of time 
Let me drift. 
My friend, farewell! 

keno re ei dwurtuku....

কেন রে এই দুয়ারটুকু পার হতে সংশয় ?
              জয় অজানার জয়।
এই দিকে তোর ভরসা যত, ওই দিকে তোর ভয় !
              জয় অজানার জয় ॥
জানাশোনার বাসা বেঁধে   কাটল তো দিন হেসে কেঁদে,
     এই কোণেতেই আনাগোনা নয় কিছুতেই নয় ।
              জয় অজানার জয় ॥
          মরণকে তুই পর করেছিস ভাই,
              জীবন যে তোর তুচ্ছ হল তাই ।
দু দিন দিয়ে ঘেরা ঘরে        তাইতে যদি এতই ধরে,
          চিরদিনের আবাসখানা সেই কি শূন্যময় ?
              জয় অজানার জয় ॥

Aaji srabon!!!

আজি   শ্রাবণঘনগহন মোহে    গোপন তব চরণ ফেলে
নিশার মতো, নীরব ওহে,    সবার দিঠি এড়ায়ে এলে ।
প্রভাত আজি মুদেছে আঁখি,    বাতাস বৃথা যেতেছে ডাকি,
নিলাজ নীল আকাশ ঢাকি    নিবিড় মেঘ কে দিল মেলে ॥
কূজনহীন কাননভূমি,    দুয়ার দেওয়া সকল ঘরে–
একেলা কোন্ পথিক তুমি     পথিকহীন পথের 'পরে ।
হে একা সখা, হে প্রিয়তম,     রয়েছে খোলা এ ঘর মম,
সমুখ দিয়ে স্বপনসম    যেয়ো না মোরে হেলায় ঠেলে ॥

I think the essence of songs written by Rabindranath can alone be felt in bengali.... still a translation!!!

This day of Sravan*, you arrive,
In deep, dense clouds,
Your footsteps, clandestine,
Silent, like the night --
Unseen to all.
The morning has dimmed,
The winds call out in vain,
Clouds, impermeable,
Veil a blue, lucid sky.
Birds speechless in the woods,
All doors shut
Who are you, solo traveler --
Walking this lonely path,
Lone friend, my love,
Open is my door,
Mindless, do not pass me by
Like a reverie.