ASHAMBHAB(The IMPOSSIBLE)

Parbo na tomader bhule jete,
Haoae milie dite. matite mishiye dite-
Parbo na...sottii parbo na!
Amader rokter haemoglobin-e mishe gecho tomra,
Tai to aj tomader bidaay janate eto byatha lagche amader.
Thik jemon alloy theke dhatu ber kore nite masher por mash lege jaay,
Temoni koshto amra korchi tomader bhule jete.
Amader monke cancer-er kosher moto probhabito korecho tomra,
Chodiye podecho jibanuder moto,
Kintu tomader ei bishakto smritike bholar kono oshudh nei amader.
Ei vaigyanik prajuktir jugeo amra byartho...
Byartho tomader bhule jete...
Ar sei jonnoi sedinkar onushthane gola bhari hoyechilo amader.

Aro koyek bochor pore tomra amader chinte parbe na...
Keu London, keu America, abar keu ba Delhi- Bombay,
Je- jekhanei thako na keno, amra mone rakhbo tomader.
Sojotne lalan korbo tomaderi sei bishakto smritike.
Shoto jhogra, monomalinyer poreo tomra amaderi...
Ei kothata amra bhulbo na.
Shoto koti takar binimoyeo amra tomader smritike bechte parbo na.
Hajaro byastotar modhyeo ramdhanur range sajabo...
Na, tomader noy...tomader phele jaoa smritigulike.
Swapnopure rajar hale rakhbo tomader,
Chokher jole bhijte debo na kichutei.
Biswas koro...
Amra tomader bhulte parbo na konodin.

Computer-er ROM-er moto amader brain-e tomader ja kichu save kora ache,
Hajar formatting korleo tader mocha jabe na;
Tai amra cheshtao korbo na eder delete korar.
Tomader smritike ankre dhorei bede uthte chai amra,
Sourajagater surjer motoi tomra amader madhyamani.
Tomra ar nei...tai, tomader smriti-i aaj adhik priyo.
Ei to gatakal-o tomra chile,
Koto ananda korlam amra sobai- bichched bedona bhule;
Athacha, aaj sokalei tomra amader cheya jojon dure.
Sottii ki tomra ar phirbe na?
Ei ki tobe holo tomader Agastya jatra?
Jodi kakhana mone pode amader-
Chale esho...phire esho...dwidha koro na...
Ei janiye tomader jonno roilo pherar nimantran.