ghore ferar daak

onek din hoye geche cherechi ghor
ghor poribortito hoyeche arek barite
chelebelar khelna ar sriti ekhon bikoy kagojer dore
khuje firchi shudhu arek ghorer thikana

ghore ferar daak ekhon
niye ashe markin desher khoniker bashate
shekhanei guchiye rakhchi notun shukh dukkho ar ashake
notun kore gorchi ek nuton poribar
tobuo pichu daak shuni kebol
fele asha ghorer sriti bholano bhar

jibon ekhon shudhui boye chole kortobbyer bhelai
bhalobasha priti sneho shob geche mishe matite
royeche shudhu kritogyo bedhito badhyota

its been many days since i have left home
home has now been turned into just another house
childhood toys and memories now sell like old newspaper
trying to find directions to a new home again

when the call comes to return home
i come back to a temporary home in a foreign land
that is where I am safely keeping my new hopes and feelings
i am rebuilding another family
and yet i still get called back
my abandoned home is hard to forget

life's raft is now overburdened with obligations
love affection fondness have all gotten trodden under feet
all that is left is obligation flavored with a diseased feeling of indebtedness.

Love list

I love when at the beach I stand near the water- I sink into the sand little by little
I love picking out the layer of cream from the top of the cup of milk which has become cold
I love my morning drive, my music, no one to disturb me, the world is outside the windows of the car
Everything is whizzing past and I am glancing, looking, moving on or swearing viciously at that bad driver
I love it when my goat curry comes out exactly the rich brown i want it to be and it tastes exactly like home
I love to believe that just like the hitchhiker's guide, the earth is a super computer trying to come up with the most important question in life
I love to believe that there is a rhyme and reason to why and how things happen in the universe
I love the thin folds on a man's neck when he bends his neck to kiss
I love hunting for rainbows when the sun comes up while raining
I love the feel of my skin when I have just waxed
I love believing ladybugs are lucky
I love Korean drama - the men in those dramas are so pretty
I love the Kiwi accent and I love the people that come with that accent
I love baba when he agrees with me
I love ma when she stands up for herself against baba
I love most kinds of animals, and I love authors who write about them
I love it when I am able to win over a particularly thorny person and make them like me
I love the feeling of marinating chicken and meat, flesh slipping through my fingers and the squelching noise the marinade makes
I love letting helium filled balloons fly off but as I watch them disappear in the distance I grow sad
It is as if I have sent out a message out there but there is no one to receive it
I love hanging out of my window on stormy nights and singing and promising things to myself,
I imagine myself to be a witch casting out spells onto the wind
I love to think that I am intelligent and cool and confident when in truth I have no idea what makes me up
I love to analyze myself to a fault
I love to find out what makes people tick,
I love the soft folds of skin on a cow's neck have you ever touched it? It's the best feeling ever
I love picking scabs- who doesn't??
I love the purring sound a cat makes when you scratch it in the right spot
I love to listen to the heavy ragged breathing of a guy when he is excited
And I love the insistent fingers with which he tries to bring you closer
I love it when on certain evenings I am so centered that I cannot think of anything except writing to my heart' s content
More than ever I love to sing and listen to my own voice belting out and beautifully melting with the atmosphere
I love working with moist clay when you are trying to make something Plasticine just doesnt cut it
And I love when I connect with someone that I really want to connect to.