Lazy thoughts

Whispering steps in a forlorn alley ..

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Silent winter dusting his bed for the Night-Queen's sleep ...

The busker's revel at their hat-concert.

A drowsy fog fastens his button

while the Tom-fools blink at

the city rubbing its red eyes!!

Homecoming...

I shall return,

return to hold you one last time

when the winter cosies up

under the blanket of skyscrappers...

When Prufrock jumps onto the early morning carraige

leaving behind a room full of maimed damsels...

I shall return ... I shall return

when the alley-lamps spread their fiery wings

chasing lustily the limping disowned pup

when lunatics integrate their dismembered bodies

gazing at the unsheathed moon..

I shall return

return to kiss you one last time..

when snow-flakes trickling down your navel

weave the wiccan charm..

When your breath will travel

the unscathed realms of my frozen body...

I shall return

Keep on returning till love's glory is restored

and we dissolve into the warmth the of the new moon...

I shall return

I shall never leave you alone -

staring at the apple-blossom's breath!!!

Paper-planes..

Paper-planes,

jumping , in wild ecstasy..

Sweat drops reeling...

Paper-planes , dissolving in the sensuous warmth

wreking incestuous incense!!..

Paper-planes ... Paper-planes

Sliding down the blooming navel

blink at the wonder-struck wine beads

coyishly gleaming..

Paper-plane

Paper-planes...

Million Paper-planes drown the din of the crunked city!!...

Antaheen waiting for Godot...

Vivid endless waiting...perhaps that the best way to describe aniruddha roy chowdhury's latest commercial flick antaheen.A brilliant cinematography that captures every drop of water brushing its nose against the leaves bringing alive the city of joy soaked in loneliness...

Loneliness is infact the basic theme of the story making one stare at the bubbles of emptiness that encompass us amidst yellow lights and car honks...

The denizens of the ANTAHEEN world breathe in the cacophonous loneliness...relationships for them are just 'like a diamond in the sky' twinkling but can never be accquired..infact tony's treatment of relations in the movie is much mature than his earlier attempt..

"prithibite nei kono bishudho chakori"...

Relationship for tony's characters are ever fleeting to experience them in full ripeness..Rono and Paro di quite understand that but can do nothing..infact 'nothing' is done to combat this challenge that life throws at them..pishimoni never does set out to hunt the man of her dreams whom she loved over a telephonic tete-a-tete..she infact submerges her into her world of silent vibrations and serene resonances..abhik while navigating the virtual world falls deeply in love with radhika..their eyes share glances at parties and even exchange words but then comes pang of separation..just when everything is fine,abhik and radhika have little or no doubts regarding their virtual existences,radhika's life crashes into the other-world and abhik stares at life with his tearful eyes burning in anguish and anger...he can do nothin but wait..much like the chineese box narrative there are several stories weaved and threaded together by the sense of 'vivid endless waiting'.......

what do they wait for??...who do they wait for??.....why do their hearts utter....

ashae ashae boshe achi ore amar mon...

Their waiting is their only chore..every morning on his way to office abhik sees a man sipping his peaceful morning tea..every morning he does that..every morning that abhik welcomes with the images of his virtual world teeming his brain until 'raat jaga tara' no more shines in his nightly sky..and the bike of his morning friend gears to hold on with the ever pacing real world...

Tony in the most fascinating manner creates a world where actually nothing is done..a world of Didi and Gogo simply whiling away their time WAITING FOR *****...... Existence for them is virtual..the real world holds little or no meaning for them..they are like the tramps of beckett waiting under a barren tree in a moonlit night having nothing to do.. Infact this nothingness is that which impregnates the Antaheen world....... A world where love and life to nothingness do sink........