Saturday, December 10, 2011

Jaan

Down the darkenned solitary lanes
Holding the cold window panes
Standing with me and myself
Split between self and belief

The ripped off heart cries invain
In an inflicted grotesque pain
The bruised soul caged alone
Cutting deep beneath the bone

The promise of love hovering high
Even sight of togetherness seems to die
A reflection of the intense pain lies
In the blank reflection of each others eyes

Love or the loss of it whoever wins
Can we be together by any means
Screams of life succumbs to death
To mere responsibility deep beneath

The call for love from my life
And two little hands holding to strive
The innocent complete dependence
Or the lifeless lifelong existence

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Thursday, December 8, 2011

Jaan

Kaj sesh? beriye gacho? to our home which nested us for few days of life stolen from each olther's life??
Mar kaj er pagol pagol oboshthya..kichhu milche naa..
gada porte habe to know set up the Interface Structure..
I have long lost the power to do any work alone..now need to do that so painfully horribly alone..

Where are you?? Jano sob jama kapore tomar fragrance..pagol kore dichhe..maxi porte giye hotat kore illusion holo je tumi ki khub kache?tahole pechon theke haat diye joriye dhorcho na kano???ato gondhyo ki kore asche?
smell of pure adrenaline rush...in every corner of the maxi...
tarpor bujhte parlam..the smell has stayed back whereas the person is far far from me..
not even in my periphery..nowhere.. I cant reach him whatsoever..
The passcode of reaching you accessing you is not given to me..I am trying to access you with a wrong key of life..though I know the entire treasure belongs to me and just me...The key is lying somewhere who doesn't know the value of the treasure inside..
And the trasure is lost without me..lost amidst eternity..

Khub kosto hochhee..sriti gulo chepe chepe dhorche..ghare mukhe gaaye nokh bosachhe akhon..jole jachhee gaa pith buk sob ..jekhane just 13/14 hours aage tumi touch korchile..

BV have become Chita this time..never knew..jama change korte giye dekhlam..
and Tuni teo anek anek bytha,which aare the only bliss in the dying desperate pain..

Love You
janina thik koto khani..

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Jaan, love you

Good morning jaan... Yet another long fly back to the lonely city... Where I'll be waiting for you...
Feeling very down... Yesterday you have asked me to stay away from you... For my Safety... But am i even close to you some where?
I'll take care, but not sure how... You know that it life plans something for me, through some mare human faces like him, I have no power to escape that... Hence no point worring...
You just take care of your health... Your pressure is God damn low... Please eat well, no matter how bad it feels, just for me....
Call me any time after 6am today, when ever possible...
I love you...
By the way, I have read all your comments... I never knew that the Criticism/ feedback of any art work can be thousand times better than the creation itself... Loved each and every word, which were thoughtfully selected to make a average thing larger than life....
Love you once again.... But honestly felt delighted knowingly that you have liked all your gifts so very much....

Love

I dont how r u...since am really not well...
Pagol hoye jechhii..puropuri..
Both mentally n physicall absolutely numb in pain plus the fact u are
nowhere near..added to excessive cramps and anemic kind of bleeding..

He left home in the evening..no idea where he went..
But am v v scared for you...in case out of madenning anger he arranges
something plotting against u...
Please b careful jaan..
Am v v v scared for you..v scared..
Just leave this city and go off..where no one can get hold of you..
Dont worry about me..i will sustain somehow,,
love u n plz for heaven's sake take care..
By bro might try call u etc..dont take any calls and dont tell anyone
which city are you at present..say Delhi or any other metro whatever..
Love u so v much

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Pagol hoye jachi

Khub thik korechish, j aggressive chili. Tai bole marbe? I think you shold report to police and that would be helpfull reference in future.
I'll take care. Don't worry. But, toke marlo keno, ami mene nite parchi na. Matha dau dau kore jolche.
But jotoi chesta koruk, you stick to your point that he is putting false Allegations, as I was in the town and you got the information from proper Source.
Next week I'll come back on friday so that i can meet you on saturday. Tell him there is a chance that you can be there at Blr on friday, so that we takes a flight on saturday morning. I don't want to travle on the same time. Call you tomorrow, early morning.

Fwd: Hi

---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: AKKA RAIN <akkainrain@gmail.com>
Date: Sun, 27 Nov 2011 14:23:23 +0530
Subject: Hi
To: Akkainrain.cloud@gmail.com

Aj honey galaxy trip niye sanghatik hoyeche bari te..and one very old
gift of urs...the diary "a real poet in the artificial world"
as decided I was v aggresive...to show me the details why is he so
much headlong about my trip to HG..and i was very pushy.

I forgot I was dealing with a gender who is much stronger than me in
physical strength. The quarrel went entire night and late morning..
He hit me and my nose got cut in specs and it bled profusely..

This time I will keep police informed even if no action..but will keep
an information..
Kalke details e phone korbo..

U please take care...all ppl are very sensitized here..

Dont take any phones from unknown numbers if possible...and be very
careful dear..
I just dont know how to do what to do..
Thankfully ma baba aj bikele fire asbe..
Ami aj flat bolechi j i want divorce at any cost..but ami jani kichui
habe naa..oi maramari chara..

Anyway be cool...only time will heal and seal and tell what to do..
I just hope i can go out on the proposed trip to get some relief..i
realized ato gulo bari ache but amar to sotti kare kono thakar jaygao
naai...
U take care...love you so much
and even more missing u so much..

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Saturday, November 26, 2011

Gifts or the thoughtfullness

Kuchi I loved them all ..ALL the Gifts..but you know for sure which one penetrated deepest..

But I am dying and moved at yor thoughfullness..I was feeling like hugging you for long hours and kiss you longggg before you can gasp for breath at the choice of each of the gifts..but as always we run terribly short of time..and I end up being numb and dumb!!!!

1. the watch its terrific.. and you are terrible..How could you ever ask for my permission to wait and buy..jodi haatchara hoye jeto porrer din..!!
Its such a beauty elegant and poised
I loved it.. I am crazzyy for Rose cold collections and its just that you scanned my heart inside and knew it for sure..
I never had a COLLECTION Watch..all were mundane stuffs for me..
But this is so very exquisite so "forveer new" so very dear and so very pristine like the pearls embedded in it..
I loved her!!!

2. Camera
Again I stood bewildered..How could you dear ..just ami jete pari (nothing s finalised as of now) seta bhebe ii tui pagol hoye geli..You went ahead and buy the sexiest camera for me..
Its so sleek,,Its so red Its so trendy Its so very mine..
I just dont know what are you made up of..
Human or Inhuman

3. By the way on a lighter done the freebie with the Cammy is yours!!Pur all earned freebies like the head phone / muffler are always meant for the other one.. This time no exception..
Its a very nice desiger Gent's Watch and a Wallet again..?
Should I hoard it for my son in law :))))
Will give it to you next time we meet!!

Ato jodi bhalobashih kano amay dure rekhechish Jaan..kache tene ne naa..
am dying here..amar akhon bhoy hochhe janish ami ar kono din mosit hote parbo naa!!
Am v v scared inside coz I feel very parched and dried up right there ..sob somoy mone hoy kichu akta atke ache ..and it will never come out and make me permnanently dry like winter leaves in fall season..
Spring will byepass me as am ignoring the best gift of spring.."Love"
Ami JS k akta ei hypocrit doityo dano r ashikhtto jongol e fele rekhe jete parbo naa..
atleast not at this tender age..but if you cant think of something magical with your magical power of love then 3 of us will die everyday!!!

I know you are also equally tied up and have no vent for thinking any solution.. but neither can I stop sharing with you...
You are also my only friend with whom I can fight till death ..achor kamor ja khucshi akmatro tor sathei korte pari!! R amader k ache bol!!
I will be there with you at every step of your life no matter what..but cant live like this orchids and cacti for the rest of the life!!!


Love You Jaan..with all my life!!!