Sunshine Too Brief

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I'm a self-absorbed Bengali-Torontonian;
Fish comes to me raw, wrappend in seaweed, not cooked in curry;
I love watching thunderstorms and rain;
Sad endings make more sense to me than happy ones;
I hate empty walls.

In the News

Craving of the week-
Dark Chocolate
Reading List-
Midnight's Children
Movie review(out of 5)-
127 hours- *****
Buried- ****
That Girl in Yellow Boots- **
Love of the week-
Seeing James Franco
Aim for the weekend-
Watch 'Going Postal' The Movie

My Novella: Samosa for the Arranged Souls

Introduction & Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapters 3, 4 & 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 continues

Chapter 7 & Epilogue


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    Aaji rimi jhimi mukhorito badole din


    "Aji rimi jhimi mukhorito badole din
    Janina kichutey kanoje mono lagey na"


    Paper Boats by Rabindranath Tagore

    Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down
    the running stream.
    In bid black letters I write my name on them and
    the name of the village where I live.
    I hope that someone in some strange land will find them and
    know who I am.
    I load my little boats with shiuli flower from our garden, and
    hope that these blooms of the dawn will be carried safely to land
    in the night.
    I launch my paper boats and look up into the sky and see the
    little clouds setting thee white bulging sails.
    I know not what playmate of mine in the sky sends them down
    the air to race with my boats!
    When night comes I bury my face in my arms and dream that my
    paper boats float on and on under the midnight stars.
    The fairies of sleep are sailing in them, and the lading ins
    their baskets full of dreams.

    2 Comments:

    At 7:21 AM, July 28, 2005, Blogger llanin said...

    !st time in dis blog nice one.

     
    At 9:19 AM, July 28, 2005, Blogger Tazzy said...

    First time the word 'dis' is used in comments on this blog too.
    :P hate it.

     

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