I Am Just Obsessed With Fresh Out The Slammer From TTPD

'মানুষ যখন কারও প্রেমে পড়ে, তখন তার ভালোবাসার মানুষটিকে ঘিরে এক ধরনের প্রবল মুগ্ধতা তৈরি হয়। সেই মুগ্ধতার বেশিরভাগই বিভ্রম। কিন্তু তখন সে তা বুঝতে পারে না। ফলে, তার চরিত্রের অমাবস্যার মতো নিকষ কালো অন্ধকার দিকটাকেও জোছনার স্নিগ্ধ মায়াময় আলো বলে ভ্রম হয়। ওই ভ্রম আর সহজে কাটে না। কিংবা কাটলেও তা বিশ্বাস করতে ইচ্ছে হয় না। মনে হয়, কোথাও না কোথাও নিশ্চয়ই কোনো ভুল হচ্ছে। সেই ভুল কাটে প্রেম ভেঙে গেলে। অবশ্য তখন আবার জোছনার স্নিগ্ধ আলোতেও অশুভ অমাবস্যার অসীম অন্ধকার খুঁজে পাওয়া যায়।'

📚'তোমার জন্য দাঁড়িয়ে ছিলাম বলে'

—সাদাত হোসাইন

okay so lemme reveal... it was saraswati puja, me in blue saree, it was evening, I was sitting quietly on the stairs of the house where the puja was taking place, the guy who liked me came to me, looked at me and said " tumi saree porecho (you wore a saree)", he sat beside me, we spoke, no physical things happened, he looked at me with his eyes full of love, then he sang "abhi na jao chodkar ke dil abhi bhara nahi"...... Ahhhhaaa, I will never be able to forget this because I have never had such a beautiful romantic incident in my life.. It was 5th of February 2022 ..... 💌✨🎡

YEAH SEX IS COOL BUT HAVE YOU EVER HAD SOMEBODY GIVE YOU A BUNCH OF LITTLE KISSES ALL OVER YOUR FACE UNTIL YOU'RE GIGGLING AND BLUSHING BECAUSE THAT IS PEAK

Back to the kdrama phase of my life

okay, attention bangali!!!, saraswati pujo and valentines day are on the same day this year.. Saraswati pujo is basically the valentines day of bengalis.

Now, to all those bacha bacha couples, bad luck- karon tomader bedsheet ar bedcover hoye ekdin e berote debe.. ar berote parbenaa.. Because you cringe couples aka doodh er sishus are the only cause of deflation of my sanity (karon toder dekhle amar gaa haath pa jole jaye). Uronto bike e duronto mamomi’s, ektu aste gari chalaben tar karon apnader mrityo shigrohi ashche bole amader moto paaye chola public dero mrityor karon hoben na..

To all the "parar kuchute kakimaas" jodi dekhi apnar meye OYO te giye anjali dicche, tobe amio kintu shonate charbona.. (Ami school theke karor sathe fhirle toh ekebare semi-mahabharat shuru kore phelen) Beshi barabari korlena cheredebona....

Ekhon anek day ashte choleche... ami just slap day tar jonyo wait korchi.. Rastaye jake dekhbo takei chor mere happy slap day bole cut marbo...

Okay koekta bangali der tag koredi

@enigma-the-mysterious @punamc @choppedphilosopherharmony @dopebanditlightpie @zindagi-se-darte-ho @hashi-thatta @janaknandini-singh999 @jukti-torko-golpo

Ei koekjon e ache i guess

Madhabi Mukherjee —

Dear bangalis abar jege otho!!! Khadyo Prem hoyejak goppo......

Aloor Dum er "trikon prem"

Aloor Dum er Khichurir proti je prem ashofhol roye jawar karon seh lebi (thuri) labra ke prem nibedon korle boshlo..

Accha apnarai bolun oii bhetkano labra ar sathe Khichuri ke ki manaye apni bolun.. Khichuri ar aloor dum eta holo ekta ideal couple taaaa naaa Khichuri prem patra pathalo labra ke.. Isshhh. Anyways sobh mene niye egiye jete hobe..

Ebar pordaye elo LUCHI

Luchi toh Aloor Dum ke dekhe ekebare preme habudubu. Mane ekebare "maar gonga jhilik jhilik" situation. Luchi gelo tar didi Porotar kacche jigesh korte je seh jodi aloor dum ke date e jaye tahole kemon hobe. Porota didi sposto jobab e na boledo ebong etao bollo je moyeda maa boleche aloor dum er sathe luchir status match korena. Date e jodi jetei hoye tahole kashmiri aloor dum er sathe jete hobe..

Aloor dum toh aloor dum e hoyeeee... Kashmiri fhashmiri esobh chinina baba.. Aloor dum er moto kopal amaro.. Anyways golpe fhire ashi.. Mon mora hoye oikhane dariye kadte thake aloor dum. Etotai kadchilo je shunte pacchilona je oke keu ekta daakche..

Raage obhimane ghure takiye dekhe Korayishutir Kochuri.. Korayishutir Kochuri toh aloor dum ke dekhe ekebare matal..

Kintu ebar ki hobe? Hobe ki korayishutir kochuri ar Aloor dum er prem? Jante hole chokh rakun..

Amra shigrohi phire ashbo golpo niye.. Nomoshkar..

Tagging bangalisss

@intellectual6666 @enigma-the-mysterious @aahanna @kaalboisakhi @arjokonya @inmyworldblr @choppedphilosopherharmony @misti31 ei kota bangali ache ig!!

Sylvia Plath

If death has a flavor, it will still be less bitter Than the day you left me, a shadowed quitter. In the shadow of sorrow, where memories linger, I trace the outline of loss with a trembling finger.

In your absence, the world lost its sheen, A dull, gray canvas where color had been. Birds that once sang now silently grieve, Echoing the sorrow that you’ve made me believe.

The sun fades to grey, in a sky full of tears, Each droplet a whisper of our vanished years. Your absence, a wound that time cannot heal, A sorrow so deep, it seems almost unreal.

Each moment without you is a teardrop's fall, A silent whisper through an empty hall. The scent of loss lingers in the air, A fragrance of memories, too heavy to bear.

The taste of despair, a dark, bitter wine, Pales next to the anguish that is wholly mine. For in every heartbeat, a void echoes clear, A reminder that you are no longer near.

I wander through our memories, faded and torn, Clinging to remnants, by time worn. Your laughter, a ghost in the quiet night, Haunts my dreams, a spectral light.

Yet in dreams, you return, like a soft, fleeting song, Bringing a moment of peace where I feel I belong. But morning arrives, and the sweetness is gone, Leaving me empty, as I face the dawn.

The morning light, once a gentle gold, Turned harsh and cold as the tale unfolds. If death has a flavor, it's sweet in its rest, Compared to the ache lodged deep in my chest.

If death has a flavor, it’s a taste I won't fear, For it's gentler by far than your absence, my dear. Until then, I endure, with a heart that is shattered, Knowing no taste could be more bitter than what mattered.

If death has a flavor, a final sting, It pales in the shadow of your leaving’s ring. For death is a promise of a closing door, But you left me stranded, yearning for more.

Bitter is the taste of unspoken goodbyes, Of empty arms and unanswered cries. If death has a flavor, it’s a fleeting breath, But your departure is a living death.

-Varsha

Some students in my school are writing poems. how can someone write poems everyday?? like- anyways the poetry's are quite dumb. not kidding but poems should contain some twist or some topsy turvyness. Metaphors, personifications, oxymorons, similes, hyperboles, ironys are missing. Those poems won't make you think twice. It won't just touch your heart. Simple and flat writing. For example "you are my guy and you are the only one I love, can't forget you" blah blah blah...

Poems should contain :- (purely my opinion)

"evening sky made thoughts run through my idle brain, drowning me, bewitching me and what isn't. It made me think what in the world am I doing? competition on its highest peak, humans running like as if hypnotized by the pied piper of hamlin to enter into a hole full of darkness, however, dark success, which, covering our mouths with some bitter currency which won't reach to the siren heaven after human expiry"

Love, is their only topic. Poems should contain some heart burning emotions. Might be love, might be betrayal, might be the economy, even a broken glass or a tulip so white, so sad, so pure, so happy, so DEADLY. Sylvia Plath wrote about tulips. In our current world, people are making love so playful that they are making dumb poems about it. Love isn't filthy. Love is like getting into harvard, writing a book, clicking photos, looking deep into the sky and a person. love is not always romantic. Sadism isn't always sad.

(No hatred to them)

This much is all. Leave to be granted.

Gitanjali-5

Rabindranath Thakur