Saturday, April 24, 2010

24th April 2010 : PUNARJANMO


September 2007. Sarir o mone asahya jantrana nye mrityur apekhhay din gunchi. Kintu iswar baad sadhlen. Kol alo kore RAJA elo. Notun kore beche othar ekta karon pelam. Dr S P Banerjee sakti dilen ar Dr Gautam Das dilen mrito sanjiboni. Pelam notun jiban. Prabir, Achintya, Subho, Sweety,Tuli……kol bhore uthlo. Aj ami oder sakaler priyo maa. Sarata jibon til til kore jamano ek samudra bhalobasay oder bhorie diyechi. Amar buke matha rekhe ora oder sab jantrana jeno ujaar kore dey. Oder eto tuku anadeo ami paripurno hoye uthi. Ami aj beche achi oder buker gavire, oder swas praswase. Sartohin bhalobasa, dwidhahin samarpan ar prasnohin biswase amar vara sansare aj iswarer adhisthan. Aj oder kolei amar dwitio soisaber bodhon. Oder bhalobasai amar iswar.

Dr Gautam Das : Amar notun jiboner password


Amar maa amay janmo dyechen ar Dr Gautam Das diyechen punarjanmo. Eto busy Dr hoyeo uni jakhon amar monkharaper saat kahon sonen takhon nijeke dhanyo mone hay. Amar asim subho kamona ar simahin bhalobasa Dr Das k top of the world koruk. Amar kache uni swaong iswar.

RAJA : Amar chotto sonamoni


Amar chhotto RAJA. O amar santaan na ki baba na ki maa na bondhu bujhte pari na. Sudhu etuku jani or janyei ami beche achi. O shanti pak taholei ami janbo amar jiban sarthak. O ek notun savyatar RAJA. Amar o k iswar ar bhalobasar sange ekatmo avinno mone hay.

Subho : Amar sona chele


Subho amar khub priyo chele. O as a doctor jato baro manus hisebe tar cheyeo besi ar tai o sarthak. Or theke anekta sakti ar bharsa pai. O vire harie jaoar manus nay barong virke netritto deoar manus. O iswarer santan, amriter putro. Amar sabtuku bhalobasa o k agle rakhuk, jibaner protiti judhhe o k bijoyi koruk.

Sahina : Amar priyo ful


Sahina amar chotto misti meye ar ektu ektu dustu. O sakale half ruti ar tea khay ar rate ekta biral o k bhay paie dey. O amar janye ful nye ase tabe o nijei fuler mato misti. O jibane anek jantrana peyeche. Or khub misti ekta bar hok. Or chokher jal ami sahya korte pari na. O amar nijer meyer cheyeo besi. O amar buker madhye thake. O k amar kole nye adar korte ichhe kare.

Tuli : Amar Raja er Rani


Tuli amar RAJAr rani. O amar sarir o moner ekta part. O amar chotto meye. Khub misti ar paglee. Raja o k nye sukhe shantite thakuk ar manuser janye aro anek anek kore jaak ora dujon. O k ami konodin mayer abhab bujhte debo na. Amar sabtuku bhalobasa o k bhorie dik.

Achintya : Amar pagol chele


Achintya jakhon amar dike ekdriste takie thake takhon mone hay amar harie jaoa cheleke fire peyechi. Nijer kasto guloke sabsamay lukie rakhe jate amar kasto na hay. O jedin KARAD chole gelo sedin mone holo amar kol faka hoye gelo. O k khub miss kori. O bhalo na thakle ami konodin shanti pabo na.

Prabir : Amar chotto chele


Prabir jedin MAA bole daklo tar anek agei ami or maa hoye gechi. O k keu kasto dile amar khub raag hay. Roj office jaoar age amake adar kore dye jaoa chai amr pagol cheler. Amake chhotto sishur mato agle rakhe. Moumita k nye o khub sukhe thakuk.