Discount deal
Let’s assume today nobody wins in a game
Which means there is nobody to lose either
What if all games are beyond wins and loses.
If you are seriously looking for a vast deal
I am telling you there is no cash to cash out.
The whole giant thing is stuck as long as
You asking a scientific question to your shadow.
The shadow would ask the same question to you.
With a silence crucified Jesus tells us to look up
Horizontal or downward sight doesn’t work.
In this scenario we all learn the exact meaning
of ups and downs, sideways and turnings.
This is how achievement is ascertained on top
The gameboard is designed on the tune of wins,
We all determined to capture the triumphs.
Board of directors of a sharp corporate
Plan to sell their product for twenty five dollars,
they set seventy five discount on the price
acting like so Kind making our spiffy day
twenty five dollar buy is a built-in play.
Manikins
Manikins are nude in their own community
As long as they are naked they look dressed up
They all focused in a living get together
Talking each other, store is on closing out sale.
Manikins been civilized ten years inside mart.
They never had a chance to be barbaric
After all that straight away they got a chance
to chat, talk each other among themselves.
They never knew they have so much to share
Like a group of theatre actors in a rehearsal.
They turned alive here within their society
Clients are not there in the shop anymore,
Nobody is turning manikins around to see
the outfits style, size, appearing gestures.
They all are nude, so looking like they are
befriending each other in a capitalist fulcrum.
Group of manikins on their unknown planet
Laying bare shyness and manikin anthropology.
They are all dead, don’t puzzle clients anymore
This is how they are so live on the cold floor.
Epically casual
Epically casualAfter the hoodlums there is a neighborhood
Open heart nothing to hide about.
There are kids or balloons spreading colors
towards blue unaddressed sky aloft.
But after hours you might not see school bus
Don’t say it’s morbid unhappy corner yards
It’s sportive old lady Suzana smokes cigarettes
outside the door, a car parked right in front.
Electric wearings Sparkle end of Folkner street
teen girl crosses the busy street without
looking cars, vans, motorcycles or vendors.
She desperate doesn’t care who even walk by.
Under this societal entity two very ordinay folks
drink more simple tea with no milk or sugar in,
Tea cups were not even properly hot, organised
cups are steaming, stopless water faucet runs.
That two individuals were talking without a word.
Homer knows all lanes and bylanes of humans
but I doubt he knows how simple this two beings.
They are straight roads but multifaceted complex
They are short stories in our deep seeded times
Never know answers the Achilles and Patroclus.
Guy or girl maybe a legacy of symbolic human
You might tell one is Droupadi, the other Karna,
the most casual folks deeper than Mahabharata.
Under a silence
A neighbourhood under a silence
Little far from cityline state highway.
Where lights are on, cops are to patrol
the Wynnewood nabe within a walk
but none would see a internal hegemony
between the rabble of Cityline Avenue
and magnanimous Wynnewood human line.
Same district but two different ambience
Interactive with no contact we see at all
In little shopping center of inaudible zone.
Small town don’t look back neither front
They all are well furnished towery humane
Uninclined to their shadow or reminiscence
Never find home among all dust and dance.
Broken mirrors
Tractors pickup vans scrapped standing
abandoned in a yard slightly slope downward.
Here anybody see a lonely Manchiana street
unfurl the luck of an urban big ass city.
Denizens of this block live with a desire of crops
a hope intakes are fertile in front of their houses.
Dwellers think to go through their turns-
Childhood, elementary schools, football field
and many more registered or undocumented.
Unfortunately they can’t go anywhere, no where
rather proceed to recite chants from Holy book,
but de facto all they able to utter in fine-
that junk heinous man, don’t talk to me like that.
Why so many cop cars patrolling here?
Those are tall trees, football Jerseies and socks
In this half dead faltering zone they all were
cleaning the mirrors instead of their faces.
They never know dust is actually on their face,
not on the surface of the broken mirrors.
All they know they do not know
they are like hunters looking for God and casino.
কবি, নাট্যকার, অনুবাদক।
কবিতা : পিছুটানে টলটলায়মান হাওয়াগুলির ভিতর।
নদীও পাশ ফেরে যদিবা হংসী বলো। দূরত্বের সুফিয়ানা।
প্যারাবল : হৃদপেয়ারার সুবাস।
ভাষান্তরিত কবিতা : ঢেউগুলো যমজ বোন।
জালালউদ্দিন রুমির কবিতা, মসনবি : মোরাকাবা ও জলসংগ্রহ।
ছিন্নগদ্য : সঙ্গে প্রাণের খেলা।
নাটক : নননপুরের মেলায় একজন কমলাসুন্দরী ও একটি বাঘ আসে। পুণ্যাহ। আবের পাঙখা লৈয়া। জুজুবুড়ি। চন্দ্রপুরাণ। পানিবালা। বাঘ। পরীগাঁও। প্রত্ন প্রতিমা। ইলেকশন বাজারজাতকরণ কোম্পানি লিমিটেড। এক যে আছেন দুই হুজুর। পিঁয়াজ কাটার ইতিহাস। ডুফি কীর্তন। নুনমধু টিপসই। পানিফল সংবেদ।।
বদরুজ্জামান আলমগীর
ছাড়ের খেলা
(মূল: Discount Deal)
আজকের খেলায় নেই কেউ জয়ী,
হারও নেই—সবাই যেন স্বয়ংময়ী।
যদি খেলাগুলো হয় জয়ের ঊর্ধ্বে,
পার্থিব ফলের হীন মরুদ্বীপে?
তুমি চাও যদি বিরাট কোনো দান,
বলছি—নগদে নেই তার সম্মান।
সব কিছুই থেমে থাকে তখন,
যখন ছায়াকেই করো প্রশ্নন।
ছায়া তখন হাসে চুপিচুপি,
তোমার প্রশ্নই তো ফেরে রূপে রূপে।
নীরব যীশু বলেন—তাকাও উপরে,
নিচে বা পাশে কিছুই যে ধরে না।
এই দৃশ্যপটে আমরা শিখি তখন,
উর্ধ্ব-পতন আর বাঁক-বদলের অনুক্ষণ।
এভাবেই ওঠে সাফল্যের মান,
জয়ের বোর্ডে বাজে জীবনের গান।
সবাই মেতে উঠে জয়ের টানে,
স্বপ্নের বিজয় ধরে এক গানে।
ধূর্ত এক বোর্ডে পরিকল্পনা বাঁধে,
পণ্যের দাম ঠিক হয় চুপি সাধে—
পঁচিশ ডলার! ছাড় তারা দেয়,
সত্তর পঁচিশে দয়ালু সেজে যায়।
চোখে ধুলোর খেলা যে হরহামেশা,
আমরা ভেবে নিই, “কী চমৎকার বেশ!”
কিন্তু জানি না, সে কেনাকাটা,
একটিই খেলা—ভিতরে ফাঁকা কাঁটা।