EKTI  PRAYASH ; [This work is totally adapted from the song WE ARE THE WORLD in a fusion pattern of Bengali and English]
      There comes a time , when we heed a certain call
       When the world must come, together as one.
       There are people dying O.................and
       Its time to lend a hand,   to life
       The greatest gift of all.
 
       We cant go on, pretending day by day
       That someone, somewhere will soon make a change,
       We all are a part of, God's great big family
        And the truth  you know,
       Love is all we need.
   
      Emon somoy ashe,jokhon mon kichhu shunte chaye
      Jokhon chokh kichhu dekhte chaye
      Pran dite chaye,ashroy
      Jara bhese jachhe,durbipake,
      Ar obohelar ghurnipake.......

      Tahader ki, deowa jaye na aro ektu shomoy
      Barano jaye na ki ektu sahajyer haath
       Bishwe ki ana jaye na, aro ektu shanti
       Mon ki bilate parena aro ektu preeti.


      We are the world,We are the children
      We are the ones who make a better day
      So lets start giving.
      There's a choice we are making
       We're saving our own lives
      It's true we'll make a better day
      Just you and me.

     Amrai prithibi,amrai bhabishyat
     Amrai bhalobasha diye banabo
      Bibartaner path.
      Jodi thake mone bhoy,
     Noto hoyo dwidha aar lajjaye
     Utthe poro, pore theko na
      Aar ei sharoshajjay.

     When you're down'nd out,
    There seems no hope at all
    But if you just believe, there's
    No way we can fall
     Well.......well......well.....
     Let's realize that,a change can only come
     When we stand together as one.

    Tene ber karo shob pratibha,
    Moner rongin shrishti
    Anashrishtir andhar chire
    Felo alor drishti
   O......o.........o.........
    Hath bariye dao bandhu
    Tene tolo durbol ke
    Thamao hanahanir traash
     Nirlipto na theke,nirbish karo bishwake.

     We are the world........................


      

BORN AT 47

I am born , now at the age of forty seven

I am surprised, as I seemingly feel

The same fresh air of thrill

May be how the freedom starved folks felt

In the historic year of nineteen forty seven.

The early days passed away with distracted aims

The appreciated hidden talents were just like some game.

The happy go lucky nature, never led me to a special feature

So many chances, so many goals,

Looked like a  long way with many a pot holes!

The path of an achiever had never been so easy,

A slight change in decision, made my life busy.

I acted many roles, as if on a stage at motion

Mother,daughter,tutor, partner, all with great devotion

Some deeds were applauded, some remained unsung

Some feathered me a perfectionist,but most seemed undone.

Mixed feelings went side by side,creating an unknown apprehension

The prized acts of my progeny were my only aspiration.

Years passes by,responsibilities changes,

Days became less tiresome, nights full of avenges.

The bejeweled life filled with ethical deem,

Left me a non living, without any esteem.

In such a lifeless forlorn evening

A little friend held my arms

And led me to the path of silver lining

I am born again..........afresh anew

In an ecstasy of finding out

The hidden and lost views.

A part of my own soul,

A part of my heartbeat

A daughter turned friend nurtured my dreams

In a fashion offbeat.

Now I have a new little world of my own

Where nobody can question or show me a frown.

I fill my heart with music

I fill my mind with words

I feel the urge to step ahead

Of the never ending crowd

So what,if I am not an opportunist!

So what, if I am not a protagonist!

I'm still enjoying my budding fragrance

In a golden dawn, breaking the cloud of mist.

The Journey Of Life

The journey of life,
Like a dream never ending
Unknown destination, consequences unseen.
Yet one has to live for another,
The one who seldom sparks as a lightning
To show the brighter path among
others which are darkening.
Family and friends loves you,
Your body and mind.
But yet your soul seeks and keeps on seeking,
Until it finds the real truth of life
which lies covered underneath the ashes of illusion.
The truth is that you have to be brave,
 To leave aside all the relations,
To end the journey all alone,
To be intimate with immortality,
with peace in your mind and not with a mourn.