Shokatorey Oi Kandichhe Shokoley

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Can you hear that Father?
They are crying, distressed, weak.
Can you hear them?
Speak into their ears
Talk to their souls
Give them the Word of Prosperity.

Living with tiny expectations
Living with anxiety
Losing whatever they get
...Beyond all consolation

Happiness calls from various directions
Like a mirage on the desert plains
...The thirsty is left to wander piteously

The day ends.
The game ends.
Evening falls.
The troubled soul then cries aloud
...Trembling with fear.

Oh Father of the world,
What does Destiny have in store?
Where does Peace reside?

Give yourself, Father,
They need you!
Fulfill their hopes,
Come close to them.

Oh listen to them, Father.
They are crying...sad... distressed...

Swarabitan#8
Karnati bhajan
Ektaal
Brahmasangeet
Composed by Rabindranath Tagore when he was twenty-two years of age.

Dedicated to the deceased and wounded of Nandigram

P.S: I've sung this song in the middle of highfever and sinusitis. So, please overlook any singing errors. Thanks!

Ami bandhinu tomar teerey taroni amar

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This holi, I decided to sing an Atulprasadi song. "Ami bandhinu" created by Atulprasad Sen, happens to be one of my all-time favourites. One can just not miss the way "he enriched Bangla songs through his experiments with lyrics, tune, measure, pathos". Here's an approximate translation :

I tie my boat at thy shore,
Unable to row, alone, anymore...

Encouraged by the waves of dawn, I had set sail,
Not guessing that darkness would fall so capriciously.

My sails are frayed by the storm-winds.
Forlorn and confused, I run to thee...
Drifting silently, seeking respite at thy coast.

Whatever now remains with me

I offer thee, oh, please accept it,

And keep thy feet on my broken boat.

I rest my boat at thy shore,

Unable to sail, alone, anymore...

...My homage to the great composer, Atulprasad Sen (1871-1934)