T3 শারদ সংখ্যা ২০২২ || তব অচিন্ত্য রূপ || বিশেষ সংখ্যায় Aneek Chatterjee



I was telling you something this morning

But you couldn’t hear.

Everything was so clearly audible,

but you couldn’t hear.

I began to shout in anger

I began to shout in desperation

Your face told me, it was inaudible.

Finally, I discovered vocal sounds

do not breed a dialogue.

Every conversation needs glowing eyes

and perceptive, tender senses.


For the first time this morning

I turned speechless.

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