কথোপকথন ৩২, পূর্ণেন্দু পত্রী/Conversation 32 Purnendu Pattrea

Conversation 32

তোমার জন্যে এনেছি যে উপহার
বলতে পারবে নাম?
রামধনু? ধ্যেত, চাইলে কি কেউ তার
ধরাছোঁয়া পায় নাকি?
অভ্রের খনি? নীল পাহাড়ের চুড়ো?
আমি কি বিড়লা টাটা?
তোমার জন্যে এনেছি রক্ত খুঁড়ে
চন্দন এক বাটি।

পূর্ণেন্দু পত্রী

The gift that I have brought you
Can you tell me what it is?
Rainbows? What! Even if I wanted
Can anyone reach them?
Mines full of glittering mica? Blued mountain peaks?
Am I a Birla or a Tata?
I have brought you a bowl of sandalwood
Ground from my own blood.

Purnendu Pattrea

স্রোতস্বিনী আছে, সেতু নেই/ Rivers, untamed by Purnendu Pattrea

Rivers, untamed

You said step into the sunlight, I thought I did

You said light a bonfire, and so I lit it.

One must sell every saved up happiness, you said

And so I auctioned them all.

But still here I am, alone.

You have made me lonelier than before.

Even my solitude you split into a hundred shards

Before scattering them like seed across soil and sea.

Because of you, I took off my finery and threw it away

That great forest you showed me? Why I have hacked at its very heart.

Whenever you asked for something I poured out my soul

But still here I am, alone.

And still you mean nothing to me

And I am no one to you.

Within us great rivers rage, but we have not built any bridges. Yet.


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