abar ashilam fire

Its been eons since I have written anything - and I promised to myself I would start writing again. Or else I know I would go so out of touch that I would never be able to come back to it again - I feel jaded these days about writing - for the past two years all I have been writing are things other people have asked me to write - it had such a claustrphobic feel to it that I think I can no longer express myself well enough when I write these days - what I write now - are simply jaded emails to linguists all over the world - about how many words to translate where to send it - and they are very as we would say in Bengali(rosk kosh hin lekha) But lately again the urge to write has begun to build -I have been struck by so many things while taking the subway from Grand Central into Queens- while walking in Time Square on Friday nights that I feel I must write - and so for the few people who used to at one time visit this page and give me insightful comments - this is the curious soul back again for some meanderings.