Poems and Stories

  The lad of Jiaganj, the son of Bengal Who's voice reverberates among all hearts, Who's melody binds what borders divide And creates symphony amongst all parts. Who commands music, like a divine master Who's vocals bring up an emotional flood, The man who made all those eyes moist Who had ever felt music in blood. The genius who faced, multiple rejections Yet never submitted to the volatile fate, And fought the best anyone could have done With purest passion and perseverance. Who's mythical sound rejoices the nature Who's experienced touch rejoices the chords, That praises of him, are the only aftermath Praises from the earth and praises from the Lords. An apexed legend of the century Yet so humble and down to earth, Who chooses his roots over stardom And never ignores his values of birth. Juxtaposed with qualities that are rarest today And a big heart full of true compassion, An idol and a man with virtues of praise A praiseworthy soul, of the nation. An inspirati

  The lyrics of this song is inspired by Izmir Marsi , a Turkish music by CVRTOON. The song is written in the perspective of a civil revolution or an Independence movement. Since there was no lyrics for the song, I had made this on my own keeping in mind India's struggle for freedom from the British Rule. Aandhi dekhke kiyu, ruke hai kadam, Kadmo se, tu aizhaar karle Waqt badalne aaya mauka, Aaj uth jaa aur tu ladle Darr jo dil mein hai basta Ussko khaderke saaf karde, Khatro se katrata hai vatan, Bann ke sipahee tu aaj ladle Fir na ayega aisa mauka Banke tu Sher, dahar karle, Fir na ayega aisa mauka Banke tu Sher, dahar karle, Khoon mein ubaal bharle Jismo mein zara jaan bharle, Fir na ayega aisa mauka Banke tu Sher, dahar karle Banke tu Kaal sanghar karle Sar dhar se tu alag karde Lahuluhan karde unko Hausle tu buland karle Fir na ayega aisa mauka Banke tu Sher, dahar karle, Fir na ayega aisa mauka Banke tu Sher, dahar karle, Apne mitti se agar karta tu pyaar, Khudko fir taiyaar

      This story is a completely fictional account and nothing of this sort has happened or will ever happen in reality. But, as human beings, we need some support to live at least till the days we have thought for ourselves to drag along in the battle of life. For that sole purpose and to save myself from depression attacks and as an effect of intense schizophrenia I am writing this story. If something like this happens in life, I will become a theist. But I know, that's not gonna happen any day.       July, 2030. I was relaxing in my cottage in Shimla and enjoying the drizzle outside. With the precipitation the already chilling temperature had dropped few degrees and I have put on my pullover and sat beside the window. It was late evening and I had already completed my dinner. I took up the packet of cigarettes and pulling a fine one lit it and took a long puff. Gradually, I got emersed in the coils of the smoke, slowly rising and touching the ceiling. In my mind I was feeling th