Indian Serenade

2010-03-09T18:48:00.007+05:30

The Aging Fisherman started to speak
He has seen much of the seas
Been much into it and Rode the waves well in his days
"The sea is inconstant.

Now you are left dry
on the shore
and you see
that the water has gone back
many miles and
you hardly see it on the horizon.

So you feel wretched and dry
and the sun feels strong and cruel. You feel thirsty.
Maybe you look for a coconut or a fresh lime juice from a beautiful bartender.
But she is only so much

But the sea is never silent
and it is always restless and ready.
And she expects you to get up and walk, to
follow the receding waters so that you might reach the pearl
she is hiding for you at the bottom of her Heart.
She wants to give it to you.

And if you are afraid of the deep and do not really want to
Plunge and see for yourself
Waiting on Providence
for webbed feet
and gills like the little fish
And shells like the small clams
She harbours so carefully in her soft and heaving breast
She drowses you once or
Twice
all of a sudden with the rage of her magnificent wave
And it is on you before you know it.
In this way she asks you once
Or twice to follow.

And if,
you keep thinking and Hoping
and you don't like the smell of Salt
And you don't really Move your Limbs well
Like a Baby in the cradle
and have Two minds
And be Out of breath all the time
She leaves you finally,
Rotting like
The dead fish on her shores
So that you are eaten for good by the vultures and the eagles..
Which are always flying about looking for rotten hearts."

Saumya

2010-03-09T18:28:00.001+05:30

Courage my Heart! Plead Guilty. The judge might yet show you some leniency. Better than roasting in eternal Perdition.

At least you will not meet the fate of the hapless male spider you know. Yuk!

2008-04-06T08:31:00.000+05:30

ami gangchil noi
Tai sagorer pare dariechi ,
dheu thele kobe ase sonar ponkhi nao !
ote kore jabo ghore I
rajkonyer sathe kakbhore II

sish nei tai chup kore achi ,
din guni ;
ki bhabo
amio dukhobilasi kobi ?
hasale amake I
ki jano ki bhabe bati nebe kon ghore ?

ami jani oi pare sona jhora ache ,
oikhane dub diye sona chopchope surya uthe ase ,
okhane pakhi dake ,
horinera sob jal khete ghate ase ,
raja bose ache singhasane II

Saumya Roy Choudhury

2008-04-03T23:38:00.001+05:30

Tango

___________________

And I dance

Winter passes by

And the fog bids goodbye

And it is too clear

And so you are not here anymore

It is too clear mon amour mon amour

And so you are not here anymore

_______________________________

And so I dance

The stars light up the stage

The moon reads a fresh page

One love has passed by

When it becomes too clear they move along

When the fog disappears they just move along

And so I dance to my heart alone.

_______________________________

If you see me dance

You will be scared

Because I am all flared

I am hot with this dryness the last one left me in

But if you can read the flow of the stream

You will see it is strong like a dream

Don’t be scared, I am a harmless dream.

_______________________________

And you can dream me every night

Holding me tight in your sweet sleep

And if the day is strange and uptight

Don’t call me unreal and passing

Because I’ll come every night

In your sweet sleep

And I’ll come always if you’ll only let me come in.

___________________

Saumya Roy Choudhury

2008-04-03T03:22:00.000+05:30

Adorsho ar nitir uddeshye nijeke je maharghye choriechilam ta ar chorabo na. Oigulo niskormi ar apokormi manusher karmahinota ar akajer ajuhat hoiei thak. Saliker dole bhire ghar motkeche. Salikgulo soitan. Fut kore ure palai. Ami bose bose galmondo khabo keno?

so much for ideals and principles. I wont give them anymore as much of myself as I had. let them be the Devil's tools of breeding idlessness and tomfoolery

DOKRA METAL CRAFT

2008-03-14T02:54:00.004+05:30

The metal smiths using the lost wax process of metal casting or hollow casting method in West Bengal, are known as Dokra Kamars. The ironsmiths are known in Bengal as Kamars or Karmakar and other metal smiths as Sekras. The word Dokra in Bengali is used with contempt for those who are socially low and despised. Of all craftsmen in West Bengal, these metal smiths are socially most persecuted and are being treated as social outcasts. Hence they are called Dokras. The Dokras are now dispersed over the western part of West Bengal in four districts namely Bankura, Purulia, Midnapore and Burdwan and are mainly concentrated in Bankura and partly in Purulia. The Dokras who lived in a small suburb called Rampur on the fringe of Bankura town have shifted to Bikna. These Dokras make various kinds of images and figures of gods and goddesses, birds and animals, like Lakshmi, Lakshmi-Narayan, Siva-Parvati flanked by Ganesh and Kartik, elephants, horses, owls, peacocks etc. The Dokras of Netkamla and Bindhyajan do not make ritual objects, like images of deities and animal figures. Their main items of production are measuring bowls or paikona of different sizes and mal or anklets and ghunghru or tinkling dancing bells for the Santhals. The Dokras of Lakshmisagar make images of deities and figures of animals and sell their products in local markets and fairs. In Purulia the Dokras are widely known as Mals or Malhars to common people, although the Dokra artisans are considered lower in social rank. In Purulia, there are some semi-nomadic Malhars, who move about from village to village, take shelter in community houses, outhouses or temporary camps under trees and make various kinds of metal products by the lost wax process. They make paikona, dhunuchi, pancha pradeep, anklets, ghunghrus with mixed aluminium by the lost wax process but do not make any images or figures.