Mon Amour

Mon Amour
I have wrapped the eternity in my poetry, for you.
Enchained all of the world's fragrance in such lyrics for you.
I have made a thousand million
Deals for your sake,mon amour.

I've made sure your eyes don't hurt from the sparkle of the stars,
Have made a crystal sky, a dome to that end, to soothe your scars.
Picked up, them stars divine,
Each one a diamond mine,
Have traded in the impossible millions, up in the sky, for you.

Winter creeps in, the chill sets in, I revel in the warmth of your breath,
The shawl of the evening, softer than silk, calmer than death.
Raisins and almonds, I've bought for you,
Caviar, champagne and chocolates too.
Have even bought out the Garden of Eden, from the angels for you.

Just for you, mon amour.

DISCLAIMER: This is an original translation, but a translation nonetheless.

Ujaan- Festival for the Sunderbans

Bengal's lost out on being parent to the national capital city. She's lost Bose, Dada as the cricket team 'kuptaan' and Ray and Ghatak. One glorious thing about her that remains as lustrous is her identity in the name of the Royal Bengal tiger(Panthera tigris tigris).

Home to this species is the largest mangrove forest in the world-The Sundarbans. The forest lies in the vast delta on the Bay of Bengal formed by the super confluence of the Ganges, Brahmaputra and Meghna rivers, and is a home to huge reserves of biodiversity, and is also recognized as a UNESCO WORLD HERITAGE SITE.

However, as is known to most of us environmentally aware citizens, the Sunderbans is under irrevocable peril due to the rise in global sea levels.'Ujaan- Festival for the Sunderbans' is an attempt by some concerned urban young adults to raise awareness for the conservation of this extremely sensitive geographical region.

Date: 11th- 13th March, 2011
Venue: Frazergunj-Bakkhali, West Bengal


Be there, Sons and Daughters...

My Art?

So, I see you, in the portrait that you have painted of yourself.
But oh my dear boy, don't you remember, you borrowed those colors from me?

You may ask, why, oh why, did I loan out my inimitable colors to you?
No, I don't have a reply, none whatsoever, save that, I love you...

In my dreams, several times, I have painted you, your face, your smile,
In hues unknown, in shades resplendent, all of it my creation.

That's not how it is, is it? For you have it fixed, have it all planned,
And when I see her smile, her hair, so secure, I fall, out of love,
Or try to...

Love, strange, love bizarre.
Love irrevocable.
For you.
And distress,
In my life.

You shall never be my
Art.

I shall be a star, staring down at a river below.
I shall be a scar, among the wrinkles that age on you, will bestow.

I shall be lurking , beneath your smiling eyes
I shall be planting, soft kisses on your hands, under dreamy October skies.

You shall never be my
Art.

Not my art.
But my love.
My life,
Forever.

Causing heartaches,
Bruising my fantasy-lores.

I have woven satin nights for you,
I have seduced the fallen angels for you...

For you,dear Luke.
I am your fool.

Not Simple Math

Even as a child, I was never convinced by the possibility of ‘forever’. I always knew nothing is for the keeps for an eternity. Every good thing has to come to an end, invariably. Relationships, friendships, success, career, life. Everything slowly reaches crescendo, and then fades out. Age didn’t need to teach me that. What I have learnt, however, is that the fading out is not necessarily painful, emotionally stressful or traumatic. Rather, the transition occurs naturally, and before one realizes, the process has already occurred. So, on the one hand, while there is no pain, on the other, there is also no way turn the tide of events and go back to how it was before.

In Class Three, I learnt, Distance=Time*Speed.
Sheer simple mathematics.
There was a teeny tiny corollary that was never taught, however.
Time increases the distance.
Always.

Teen-End.

I don't like orange clothes or Mathematics, but I love Hindi romantic films and rainy days. I am extroverted, and I love being around people. I like to break out in song and dance in the middle of roads. I have got weird unmanageable hair and the longest natural eyelashes from among all the people I know. Also, I don't like communicating over phone. Hello, I'm Ritwik, and today is the last day of my teenage :-)