bhor bela ghum bhanglo mewli r armor bhangaye...uni ghum theke uthe nijer paa chat te chat te amar gal tao ektu chete dilen...mewli ke ekta lombaa hug korei uthe porlaam...baire tokhon alo thik motto fote ni...naki megh kore achhe....megh er kotha bhebei mon ta anchan kore uthlo...tobe ami ja bhabchhi tai jodi hoye...bonyo rajar deshe bonyo megher khela....ekta pokkhiraj ghora thakle ure berano jeto....oi kalo megh er deshe....sobuj pahar ta ke onek onek niche fele...
akash ta sottie khub kalo kore eschhe...du ek fonta porlo hoitoh amar chokhe mukhe...naki etao amar imagination....jupuri r pechon dik er ei bagan taye ekta odbhut gondho....shonda mati, bonyo kichu phool arr ojosro sobuj patar...majhe majhe mone hoye manob shobhyota bujhi ekhono sporsho koreni prithibir ei pranto ti ke...adum yugei pore achhi ekhono...dale dale lafiye buno phol kheye benche thakar motto...
kaal ekhane shondhye tar modhye, jokhon ekhane poucholaam, ek opurbo madokota chilo...futfute chander aloye jupuri r oi pechon dik er pahaar ta ke aschorjyo rokom er mayabini laghchilo...ami apon mone hente cholechhi...hathat thomke daralaam...shombhit fir e pellam nijer...chokh mele takiye jaa dekhlaam ta okolponiyo...kono din bholbar moye....jhornar jol er motto amar ga beye jyotsnar alo namchhe...jhijhi aro ki shob naam na jana pokar ek nagar e dak....arr buno phool arr patar gondho...mile mishe ek lashyomoyi poribesh er sristi koreche....
kanna ashe...kintu chokhe jol ashe naa...dur er gram taye...oi pechon er pahar er gaaye j gram ta okhane...onek gulo alo dekha jachhilo...shunchhilam aaj naki oder grame biye achhe...ekhane adibashi der biye te kanshor arr dhak baaje...murgi kata hoye...kumro diye hash kuchono khawa hoye...tar saathe thake mod...onek mod...arr nach....
du fonta jol porlo amar mukhe....akash er dik e takiye dekhlaam aro kalo hoye gechhe charidik ta....mewli ki ekta jeno bolte chaiche amar dik e takiye...hoitoh biscuit khabe...or toh khali oi kaaj...khawa arr ghum...sheer sheer kore ekta thanda hawa boichhe....arr boro boro fontaye bristi...hathat kono barta na diyei jhom jhom kore akash bhenge neme porlo...ekhane shunechhi eromtai naki hoye....hathat korei bristi neme pore...arr hathat korei roddur....ami pagol er motto neche lafiye bhije cholechhi....keu kothao nei...mewli tao paliyechhe....ami...eka ami....ei ekaki muhurto ta j ki shundor ta bole bojhano jaaye naa...samner shobuj pahar ta aro garho sobuj lagchhilo....kodom gacher dal e..patar fanke ekta holud ronger pakhi lukiye achhe....majhe majhe nil thont ta barkore dekhchhe hoitoh bristi ta themechhe kina...
shonda matir gondo, bristi r tuptap awaj arr garho akash shob mile mishe ek korun drisyo r sristi korechhe....ami du chokh buje akasher dik e hath mele daralaam....sara sori r beye jhornar jol er motto bristi beye namte laglo amar....hoitoh oi opor er magician ta amay dekhe miti miti haschhilo....
