Tu lal pahari r desh e ja
Ranga matir desh e ja
Hithak tu re manaishena go
Ikkebare manaisena go
Tui morbii to more ja
Ikkebare more ja
Hithak tu re manaishena go
Ikkebare manaishena go
Go back to place where hills are red
To your country where the earth is red
These closed spaces are not for you
It is not for you
If you have to die then go to the land of of sleep
Go finally to the land of sleep
These closed spaces are not for you
It is not for you
All of us, who leave outside our hometowns, feel that small empty place near our stomach, when the near and dear ones end their vacations and go back to their own lives; Happy and contented lives in a town where we used belong in not so distant past.
They go away, but they leave some parting gifts as well, the memories of echoing laughter in rooms that are now empty. They leave bittersweet fragrances of many colours, of smiles, of understanding and misunderstandings and of tearful re-unions.
We try and fill up that small vacant place with droplets of these, and go back to our own race , until the next time ...
I am just a guy getting bored with the everyday life of going to office and slogging 14 hrs for telecom products which i never use.To keep things a bit more interesting, I do some other stuff as well like reading a lot,long drives, a little bit of amateur photography,the last one is slowly eating into me , and takes up most of the time I can spare, so this blog although started out as random jottings has turned into a phot blog :)
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Bishal sentu hoye gechis dekhchi. BTW ei gaanta keno gawa hoyechilo seita niye ekta dhop-r golpo chalu ache...sunechis nischoi.Golpo-ta dhop holeo amar otake sotyi bhabte besh bhalo laage.But meaning-ta too good.Infact John Denver-r Country Roads-reo line chilo na
"I belong to this place..." etc etc.Tor English-ta besh unchu dor-r.Chaliye jaa.
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