Category: Sunday Talks

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Sunday Poem By Anjali De Nandi, Mom

Swamijee If you want to discover ownselfThen you must try to know Swamijee.His writings are our pathway.These can help.Yes, help to you to reach to your aim.The Universe mean Swamijee.He came.Yes, he came as...

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Sunday Poem By Kunal Roy

ANGUISH Every dusk,I relax,Yet –The vision is clouded,With the tears of sorrow!The anguish intoxicates the soul +Tearing it apart in me! The anguish doubled ,This hour,Marked the Father’s Day,An ideal,An inspiration,That bade me farewell,Decades...

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Sunday Translation By Asim Bhattacharya (Original : সুদীপ্ত ভট্টাচার্য)

হাসপাতালে একটি নিভৃত মৃত্যু তুই চলে গেলি, কেউ কাঁদলো না ‘মানবিক’ ভান করে কেউ-কেউচেয়েছিল প্রাণহীন ওই মুখমণ্ডলে।শ্রমে ও সোহাগে যাদের লালন করেখাক হল এতটা জীবনতারাও কি ভেবেছিলো, ‘চলে যাওয়া ভালো’। অনূঢ়া এতটা কাল কিসে...

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Sunday Thoughts By Kunal Roy

LET US GIVE A SECOND THOUGHT!: An Opinion With the passage of time we grow up and try our best to understand the surroundings that have a considerable impact upon us, our personality and...

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Poetry In Other Language By লাবনী বসু

অমূল্য অনুভূতিগুলো পাথরের গায়ে খোদাই করে রাখতে পারো। হয়তো হৃদয়ের যন্ত্রণা কমবে না শুধু ক্ষতগুলো অক্ষত হয়ে রয়ে যাবে। তাতেই বা ক্ষতি কি কোনো এক আগত আগামীর সাক্ষী হয়ে থাকবে তোমার যন্ত্রণাগুলো । আসলে...

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Sunday Poem By Roja Sinha

A Quiet Surrender to Life Stars blossom in the branches of a barren tree and jasmines bloom in the night sky.A thousand miles away, you tell me you cannot feel anything, not even sadness...

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Sunday Poem By Samriddhee Kapoor

The song of death Die Die Die,Die in the heavens sorrow;Die because there is no tommorow;Oh, sweet soul your eyes reflect pain.Can you hear death sings a lullaby, trying to get you out of...

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Sunday Poem By Rohini Kumar Behera

INFATUATION It is so crazyFor me to love youAm never so goodAt being so lovedFeel like holding youEvery now and then . Millions may roamAround me oftenBut still I lookFor your presenceYour tender touchMy...

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Sunday Poem By Nandita Samanta

Totem What has passed the test of timethe Mayan predictionsgrandpa’s glassine visions,grandma’s stale, betel-nut breath folklores,her proverbs for all situations? Time and tide wait for none- she said often.For me, time slowed down after...

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Sunday Poem By Amanita Sen

On the see-saw On this see-saw with youit feels strange when I amat the higher end. While the hair feels happyto be patted by the suddensurge of air the height brings and eyes smile...

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