Friday, July 11, 2008

Bhenge mor ghorer chaabi niye jaabi ke amare.

There was dust, and there was light. Moonbeams, yes. And lots of rain. Lots and lots of rain. Drenched clothes and drenched hair. And a soggy, clingy me. There was greyness. And blueness. And a general redness on the roads. There was candlelight like melted butter, groggy mornings and groggier car-rides. Drunken midnights and random, insane conversations. Rabindrasangeet had rarely made as much sense.

Shantiniketan was grey. Like Kopai. And Red. Like the roads. And Blue. Like the sky. And Yellow. Like the candles. And Black. Like the rickshaw-ride. And Fiery. Like the fireflies. And orange. Like the bauls. And heartwrenchingly, mesmerisingly beautiful.

Sometimes, you don't hanker for more,

You take what you can, and let the rest be. :)

Because, as there was shouting and singing, hugging and sleeping, eating and drinking, and generally breathtaking living - a tiny bit of magic floating aimlessly around the world finally found a foothold and settled down over eight motley people and a little, red-laned countryside.

9 comments:

Bajro said...

I so love the last para!! I am reading it again and again.

breathtaking living
The excact way to discribe two nights and that out of the world Kopai experience.

Heathcliff Ranting... said...

ahhh... I have never missed something so dearly. Though I can vicariously see what mesmerised you so much.
that little bit of magic chole elo haath er mutho-e.

bhishon shundor..

thakle bhalo hoto.

SG said...

If I could transcend time and space..I would go back to shantiniketan with you..

the last paragraph is terrific!

The none said...

simuke nebo na B-)

and it indeed was magic. like it has never been. complete with the dragon and all :P

Shiri Basu Roy said...

isn't that little bit of magic still fluttering its wings in a hidden corner of our hearts...

..and making us so wistful to experience it again and again?

bhaari sundor kore likhechhis.. rupkatha'r madhurjye bhoriye.

Artistic Mind said...

I wish there were more than 8 ... including myself....

Laal mattir metho pother sonda gondho makha...haalka hawar chonwa pelam jeno...khub short and sweet

rijula said...

tora teen jone teen rokom bhabe ek-i onubhuti likhechhish. amar eto bhalo lagchhe, ami chup korei thakchhi :)

shob shundor jinish eto byathamoy kyano? :)

ahona said...

baah! pore khub bhaalo laaglo...khub shundor likhechho...

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