Bengalish

Friday, August 25, 2006

DURGAMI BUS-JATRIR BIROMBONA

amaar baron shunli na tui,
jol kheli ek gamla,
pabei to tor jorse hishi
ne, tobe Thel shamla!

BUS DHORLUM ATATTOR-ER ROUTE-E

(Statutory warning: kichhu kichhu premer kobita aachhe jeguli premik-premika-ke shonale prem paliye jete badhyo. eTi moTamuTi shei dhoroner. oti shontorpone eTir prayog korte hobe, noile juddho anibarjo. hridoy-ghoTito kono byaram thakle poroborti lekhay chole jaowa banchhonio.)


BUS DHORLUM ATATTOR-ER ROUTE-E

mone poRe shei VICTORIA-r ghaashe;
aami boshe tomar dokhin paashe;
gunguniye mishTi golpo kore,
oto:por premer shutro dhore
jei na tomaay gelum khanik chhNute,
tumi bolle, "dNaRao, aashi moote."
omni, shutro gelo chhNiRe, prem gelo TooTe,
paa baRalum aTattorer ROUTE-e.

abar shedin bikel belaay,
phire eshe shei
VICTORIA-y,
joler dhare, BENCH-e boshe,
bhalobashar hisheb koshe
jei na tomaay japTe dhori, aabege,
tumi bolle, "dNaRao, aashi hege!"
omni aabeg gelo bhenge, prem gelo
TooTe,
paa baRalum aTattorer ROUTE-e.


tobu abaar shondhe belaay elum chole;
matha pete tomar kole,
prem pujarir gaanTa geye
mhalobashay mogno hoye
jei na tomar thutni dilum neRe,
tumi ‘phuRuk’ kore olpo kichu bayu dile chheRe!
omni, bhalobasha gelo ghuche, prem gelo TooTe
obosheshe BUS dhorlum aTattorer
ROUTE-e.

MRIDUL THAKE TIN TOLATE


Keu jodi kokhono amake
Bhul kore Mridul bole daake,
Aami taate hashi na
Baa lojjay khuk khuk kashi na,
Borong gombheer golate,
Boli, "Mridul? She-thaake tin tolate."


Taa shotteo keu jodi bole
"Tumi ki Aparesh tahole?"
Tobe aami byajaar mukhe
Ek drishte cheye thaki shommukhe;
Emon bhaab dekhai
Jeno dNaDiye aachhi ekai.

Tobu jodi pher shuni,
"Tahole ki tumiy shei Chuni?"
Aami heshe uthi!
Boli, "Chuni, Aparesh, o naam duti,
Dada, shunte to besh bhalo,
Kintu amar cheharay ki thik manalo?"

Tateo jodi pher proshno aashe,
"Shei e-chokh o-chokher pashe,
Shei mukh, shei naak,
Shei phur-phure taak,
Shei lick-pick-e paa,
Tumi sure tumi Mridul naa?"
Ebar aami boli jor golaay,
"Aare, Mridul to thake tin tolaay!"

Tobu prosho aashe, abaar,
"Tumi tobe ke, baap amaar?"
Omni amaar raag othe (mone mone),
Mishti heshe, omlan bodone,
Mere diy gyash,
"Aami Ogden Nash!"

DHNOWA DEBE, DHNOWA


Priya, oi biDi khana tene,
Daona amaay ek mutho dhNowa ene.

She-dhNowar boNtka gondhe,
Bhore jaabe shondhe,
Mone hobe jeno boshe aachhi gram-e,
Baa, shatash nombor tram-e.

Jokhon tomar kachhe aaro dhNowa pabo,
Tokhon Writers'-e jabo;
Kono amla-ke dhore
She-dhNowa debo taar pocket-e bhore,
She-tokhon onyo dhNowar shonge,
Takeo chhoDiye debe shomosto Bonge.
Dur-e, bohu dur-e,
She-dhNowa bheshe beDabe ghur-e ghur-e;
Shamanyo oitukuni dhNowa,
Tobu taate thakbe tomar amar chhNowa.

Tai boli, priya, daona ektu dhNowa ene,
Oi biDi khani tene.

BAYISHE SRABON ONUSHTHAN

Shedin noroker rasta diye haNtchhi, hothat ekta shoytan eshe jiggesh korlo, "Acchha, Dadu, bolun to, ‘Solar Cooker’er Bangla ki?" Aami onek chinta tinta kore bollum, "Surjo Unoon." Shoytanta bollo, "Na, na, Dadu, kichhui to dekhi janen na, Solar Cooker-er Bangla hochhe Robi Thakur."

Jai hok, Robi Thakurer mrityu din-e Mohun Bagan mathe monorom jolsha holo taate ek ek kore shokole gaan gailen. Prothomei gailen Baichung Bhutia : –

Goal-e robe ki na robe amar shot, shey amar jana nai,
Khone khone aashi golo paane, okarone poDe jai.
Chole jaay din, jotokhon aachhi, jete jete jodi aashi kachha kachhi.
Tomar mukher chokito shukher hashi dekhite chai,
Tai okarone poDe jai……
Refereer baNshi jaay bajiya, khelatir oboshane,
Khoniker off-side dhoriya, aar kichhu nahi jaane.
Phuraibe din, aalo hobe kheen, khela hobe shara, phuribe sijin, (season)
Jotokhon thaki bhore dibe naki e khelar-i bhelatai,
Tai okarone poDe jai……

Erpor elen Deepak Mondol, gailen : –

Amaar payer theke ball ke nilo bhulaye,
Sheje goal-ei maare nirob moner kulaye.
Megher din-e Srabon mashe, juthi bon-er dirghoshashe,
Amar praane she dyay pathor chhaya bulaye.
Jokhon Shorot kaMpe shiuli phul-er horoshe,
Noyon bhore shei gopon goal-er poroshe,
Gobhir raate ki shoor lagaay, adho-ghum-e, adho jagaay,
Amar du:shopone dyay je ki goal dulaye.

Tarpor elen Dipendu Biswas, gailen Biswajit Babur dike takiye : –

Ei kothati mone rekho, tomader ei hashi khelaay,
Ami je goal diyechhilum jeerno pata jhorar belaay,
Shukno ghaashe, shunyo goal-e, apon ball-e,
Onadore, obohelaay.
Ami je goal diyechhilum jeerno pata jhorar belaay,
Team-er o coach, mone rekho, ami khelechhilum shebar,
Du-goal holo jebar.
Ami je goal diyechhilum jeerno pata jhorar belaay.

Tarpor elen ek otithi, Imbecilic Football Association-er Sri Gol Gobindo Babu, gailen Tutuda Babur mukhopaane cheye : –

Ogo, Bangal, amaare Bangal korechho, aaro ki tomar chai?
Ogo, bhikhari aami bhikhari, shunechho ki kator gaan gai?
Protidin praate nobo nobo dhon-e tushibo tomare shaadh chhilo mone,
Bhikhari, aami bhikhari.
Haay, aaro jodi chaao, mor-e kichhu dao, phire aami dibo taai.

Bole taai dite dite beriye gelen IFA office obhimukhe.
Totokkhone eshe gechhen Debashish Babu, bideshi khelowar khuNjte khuNjte :–

Aami chini go chini tomaare, ogo bideshi half,
Tumi thaako Nigeriay, ogo bideshi half,
Tomaay dekhechhi moyla bin-e, tomaay dekhechhi TV-r screen-e,
Tomaay dekhechhi shopne chin-e, ogo bideshi half,
Aami mathete patiya kaan, shunechhi, shunechhi tomaar-i gaan,
Aami tomaate shoNpechhi praan, ogo bideshi half,
Bhubon bhromiya sheshe, aami eshechhi Lagos deshe,
Aami otithi tomaar-i dwaar-e, ogo bideshi half.

Emon shomoy elen Bablu Babu, gailen : –

Naa, naa go naa, koro na bhabona,
Jodi baa hishi paay, tobuo jabona,
Jokhoni chole jai, ashibo bole jai,
Club taMbu-r pothe, kori anagona.
Dola-te dole mon, milone, birohe,
Bar-e bar-ei jaani, aami to hero, hey!
Khoniko aDaale, hothati dNaDale,
Mori bhoye bhoye, pabo ki pabo naa.

Bole chole gelen. Bablu Babu jachhen, shei dike takiye tokhon Unknown Mittir Babu gailen : –

Jaak, jaa gechhe ta jaak!
Jaak, jaa gechhe ta jaak!

Eituku shobe geyechhen, hotath Boloban Choudhury Babu cheNchiye uthlen, "Ei eta to Robindro Shongeet noy". Unknown Mittir Babu bollen, "Albot Robindro Shongeet, aamar Santiniketan-e baDi aachhe, Suman Ganguly-r baDir thik pashei, aar tumi amake shekhabe konta Robindro Shongeet aar konta Robindro Shongeet noy?" Prochondo jhogDa lege gelo, choturdike maar maar kaat kaat shobdo, amaar ghumtao bhenge gelo.

ROG-ER LINE

Hothat shedin istishane kheloom mayer bhog,
Taite kemon pakDe nilo aajgubi shob rog.
DhoDash kore dhorlo matha, mochoD dilo pet,
Tontoniye uthlo haNtu, mundu holo heNt.

Thanda hobar jonyo tokhon kheloom aakher rosh,
KuNuchut kore heNchki othe, eker por ek dosh;
HeNchki tule shukno golay jei na kheloom daab,
Omni hotath gob-goba-gob gojiye gelo aab.

Aab-er byathay kator hoye kheloom tokhon aam,
Jhonka mere jwor elo shei, shukiye gelo gham;
Jworer ghore aanmone jei kheloom khanik bel,
Omni kemon dhNai-dhopa-dhop bajlo buk-e shel.

Shel-er ghaye humDi kheye jei na kheloom dim,
Achomka gaay uthlo kaNta, dhorlo naake jhim;
Taite aami ek paa tule jei na kheloom bhaat,
Naacher dhonge ulto dike beNklo amar haat.

Haat-er byathay shiure uthe kheloom tokhon cha,
Omni dekhi payer paatay beriye gelo gha;
Gha-er jwalay chhutte giye kheloom khanik daal,
Tatei hothat chulgulo shob kuNkDe holo laal.

Lal chulete kolop mekhe jei na kheloom noon,
Omni kemon kanna pelo, mukhti holo choon,
Byajar mukhe dhumki kore holoom tokhon dhish;
Bichitro shob rog-er thyalay taito kheloom bish.

DHUR BABA


Dhur Baba chhilen oti dhur. Tobe dhur to, tai chaliye niten onayashe. Ek shomoy Kolkatay tini-i chhilen ek nombor Baba. Manush rege gelei bolto "Dhur Baba!" Bole, keno janina, bejaay tripti peto. Kolkatar anache kanache tokhon thick thick korchhe lok, prayoshoi tader modhye keu na keu cheNchiye uthchhe "Dhur Baba", ki shukher din-i na chhilo.

Dhur Babar bhoktoder bola hoto Buddhu, tara matha kamiye leker dhare ghur ghur korto, aar leker ojosro premik-premika der ohoroho birokto korto. Jei na oti birokto hoye keu bolto "Dhur Baba" omni tara dhong dhong kore ghonta bajiye tuk tuk kore nokuD dana kheto. Buddhu-der upodrobe tokhonkar din-e koto prem-er je okal mrityu ghotechhe, tar iyotta nei, kintu taate ki, Dhur Babar prochar to hoyechhe.

Aagei bolechhi, Dhur Baba chhilen oti dhur. Ek bar ek Buddhu jiggesh korlo, "Baba, duye duye ki hoy?" Baba bollen, "Char." Ki boka dekhun! Sobai jaane, duye duye doodh hoy, kintu Baba chhilen oirokom-i. Tobe dhur hole ki hobe, dhur to! Arekbar, ek Buddhu jiggesh korlo, "Baba, Kolkata-ke eto nongra ke korlo?" Baba bollen, "Nikuchi koreche Kolkatar nongra!" Omni Buddhu-der driDho dharona holo, Nikuchi bodhoy kono Japani shoytan, kono kaaj nei, kebol boshe boshe Kolkata-ke nongra korechhe. Oi je bollum, dhur to!

Oboshyo Dhur Baba-r kojon Japani bhokto-o chhilo, tader ekjoner naam Ashahoto Dishehara, tar bou Takiyeo Takayni. Tara abar chhilo Babar prochondo bhokto – theke thekei tara Babar udyeshye bole uthto (Japani-te) "Okire, kiboka! Khepanaki!" Baba-o utphullo hoye jobab diten (Japani-tei) "Orebyata mashohara, debonaki katukutu?", kimba, "Khabinaki nakani chobani?" othoba "Obiroto gNutobo."

Baba-r Japani chorchar phole tokhonkar din-e Kolkatar onekei Japani shikhte shuru korlen. Thakur Sri Ramkrishna Deb shoyong Japani shikhe ekdin bole uthlen, "Takama, teema, titaaka", orthat, matitei taka. Strir naam rakhlen Japani-te – Sarodama. Majhe majhei du chokh bondho kore bole uthten, (Japani-tei) "Dekhadema, dekhadema." Odike Thakur Sri Robindronath Santiniketan-e Bishwa-Bharati-r syllabus-e ekti Japani subject juDe dilen – nyakapona.

Tobe ekhon dinkal palte gechhe, dhire dhire Dhur Baba-r probhab-o kome gechhe, bhashao onek rukkho hoyechhe, aajkaal Dhur Baba-r shyalok eshe Kolkata joy kore niyechhe, tai choturdike mukhe mukhe shuni "Dhur Shala!" Odike Japanirao shob kothay hariye gechhe, Chin-era eshe juDe boshechhe, choturdike tai eto tiring biring rongbaji.

HITOPODESHAM


Loker kothay kaan diyo na, lokra kebol bhul boke,
Loker kothay cholle pore cholbe tumi jhul chhoke.

Lok-e kemon bolbe tomay, khidey pete aag jwole,
Tai bole ki khidey lok-e khobor pathay domkol-e?

Abar kemon bolbe tara, khatle pore phol paabe,
Taar mane ki mute mojur khatar pore aam khabe?

Keuba abar bolbe tomay, matri bhashai thik bhasha;
Ei lokeder shontanetei Ingriji shob school thasha.

Keu ba bole, koshto koro, Keshto paabe ekkhuni,
Bolbe na keu, hotath tumi Keshto niye korbe ki?

Abar dhoro, bolbe lok-e, "Bharat amar mohan desh;"
Eder kintu protyeker-i mem bou ba foreign dress!

Emni bhabei loke kebol gul mare aar baat jhaaDe,
Tomar moto srota pelei abol tabol gas chhaDe,

Tai to boli, loker kotha shonar aage khobor nao,
Aamio abar loker motoi, amar kothao eDiye jao.

KISHER THEKE KI


Jotokkhon shaash
Totokkhon aash,

Tarpor laash,
Tatei baaNsh!

POCHOOR KHELA


Tokhon Akash Bani-te roj roj khelar dhara biboroni hoto, peculiar shob nyaka nyaka lok eshe dhara biboroni diten, nana rokomer gola, nana rokomer dharabhashyo, kintu protyeker ektai mil - keu kokhono ro-phola proyog korten na, shei niye podyo:


POCHOOR KHELA

Maidan-e football khele koto club,
Player-er nei kono ekhane obhab,
Ram, Shyam, Jamshed, koto khelowar,
Aar aachhe Moidul, Mani, Chibujar;

Shob naam paabe hetha, ektai ain,
Football-e nei kono ro-pholar line.
Baap-maaye naam dilo Srinibas Das,
Jei khele football, hoy Sinibas.

Club-e club-e tai dekhi Tidib, Pobir,
Posun, Poloy aar Kishanu-r bhir.
Aaro aachhe Posanto, Midul, Pobal,
Aar aachhe Subboto, aajibon kaal.

Shobar upor-e sthaan coach PK-dar,
Podip Banajji naam, pochoor pochar.
IFA-r baburao ei rule maane,
Shekhaneo Podyot dori dhore taane.

Tai boli, tumi jodi football khelo
Ekkhuni 'praan'-ta-ke 'paan' kore phelo.