Our Last Interaction Was Really Cute

পরিনীতা সিনেমার একটা সিন আছে, যেখানে শুভশ্রী বলে,'আমায় ভালোবাসলে না কেন বাবাইদা?আমাকে ভালোবাসলেতো আজ জীবনটা অন্য রকম হতো!'

আমার আরেকটা পছন্দের মুভি আছে Forrest Gump(1994) যেখানে জেনি কে গাম্প জিজ্ঞেস করে 'Why don't you love me, Jenny?I am not a smart man,but I know what love is.'

-কি অসম্ভব মন ভার করা দুটো লাইন।আমরা সবাই হয়তো কাউকে না কাউকে এইটা জিজ্ঞাসা করতে চাই যে-আমায় কেন ভালোবাসলে না?কিন্তু আমরা কেউই জিজ্ঞেস করতে পারিনা।কাউকেই জিজ্ঞাসা করা যায়না।কারণ শুনতে রূঢ় হলেও এটাই সত্যি যে-

'Unfortunately, People have the rights to decline your love no matter how pure your intention are! You are not what they want.'

Its hard to accept the reality when the person was never yours..

Anirban Bhattacharya is my favorite actor from the tollywood... But here the best acting was/is done by Jishu Sengupta....

This is my second time watching "Dawshom Awbotaar" and still I am drooling over anirban bhattacharya... 🍂🌷

আমার সঙ্গে ঈশ্বর কথা বলেন

তোমার সঙ্গে ঈশ্বর কথা বলেন

তারপর এসে ডেকে নিয়ে যান রাতে

তার নীচু স্বরে আদেশ শুনতে পাই

স্মৃতি পার করে চাহিদার সীমানাতে

যাও চলে, দাও শরীরে আমাকে ঠাঁই!

নিজেকে পোড়াও আগুনের মতো রেগে

বড়ো ছায়া দাও, আমিও খানিক চলি...

মুগ্ধতা থাক ত্রাসের আঙুল ধরে —

সুন্দর যাক, ভয়ঙ্করের কোলে।

যেও তুমি সোজা, থেমো না কখনও

জেনো, চূড়ান্ত বলে কোনো অনুভূতি নেই

শুধু দেখো, যেন আমার এ রাস্তা দিয়ে

হেঁটে যেতে গিয়ে, হারিয়ো না আমাকেই...

Ludicrous Heart

Beloved,

Aware my heart is, want of mine

can never be reality.

Known is not the measurement of your voice.

Still, my heart wants you

Meeting you, a filthy creation of my mind

Still my heart lights up with delusion,

your encounter with me.

Eyes, aware of your structure.

How? portrait is what I have.

Hands of my heorte, in the need to see

your naked soul.

Why not?-

my heart wants you, my heart

loves you......

Beloved,

Aware my heart is, want of mine

can never be reality.

Known is not the measurement of your voice.

Still, my heart wants you

---Hiya Bhattacharya (me)

@alhad-si-simran this is for you💗✨

@shyam-kariya @zakhmpemarham @anarkali-disco-chali @emartirabdi my non-Bengali mutuals a translated version of my bengali poem

If death has a flavor, it will still be less bitter Than the day you left me, a shadowed quitter. In the shadow of sorrow, where memories linger, I trace the outline of loss with a trembling finger.

In your absence, the world lost its sheen, A dull, gray canvas where color had been. Birds that once sang now silently grieve, Echoing the sorrow that you’ve made me believe.

The sun fades to grey, in a sky full of tears, Each droplet a whisper of our vanished years. Your absence, a wound that time cannot heal, A sorrow so deep, it seems almost unreal.

Each moment without you is a teardrop's fall, A silent whisper through an empty hall. The scent of loss lingers in the air, A fragrance of memories, too heavy to bear.

The taste of despair, a dark, bitter wine, Pales next to the anguish that is wholly mine. For in every heartbeat, a void echoes clear, A reminder that you are no longer near.

I wander through our memories, faded and torn, Clinging to remnants, by time worn. Your laughter, a ghost in the quiet night, Haunts my dreams, a spectral light.

Yet in dreams, you return, like a soft, fleeting song, Bringing a moment of peace where I feel I belong. But morning arrives, and the sweetness is gone, Leaving me empty, as I face the dawn.

The morning light, once a gentle gold, Turned harsh and cold as the tale unfolds. If death has a flavor, it's sweet in its rest, Compared to the ache lodged deep in my chest.

If death has a flavor, it’s a taste I won't fear, For it's gentler by far than your absence, my dear. Until then, I endure, with a heart that is shattered, Knowing no taste could be more bitter than what mattered.

If death has a flavor, a final sting, It pales in the shadow of your leaving’s ring. For death is a promise of a closing door, But you left me stranded, yearning for more.

Bitter is the taste of unspoken goodbyes, Of empty arms and unanswered cries. If death has a flavor, it’s a fleeting breath, But your departure is a living death.

-Varsha

"I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life." -Virginia Woolf.

• the world of apu (satyajit ray, 1959)

• raincoat (rituparno ghosh, 2004)

If your life is to be made into a movie, which actor/actress will play your character?

Actresses will be

If bengali then - Swastika Mukherjee

If Hindi then - Sara Ali Khan

If English then - Emma Stone

Actors will be:-

Bengali - Anirban Bhattacharya

Hindi - Shah Rukh Khan

English - Tom Cruise

But- Who are you dear?? 😗 please come to my DM..

respecting a girl is always beautiful than calling her beautiful

Diamond biscuit ,diamond biscuit Jab bhi mood ho kha lo

Diamond biscuit, diamond biscuit healthy swad ko pa lo

Mummy papa jab bhi laate saare bachche khush ho jateee

Diamond biscuit! Diamond biscuit! Healthy swad ko pa looooooooooo

Diamond Biscuit - ab naye coconut flavour mein bhi

Diamond biscuit ~

I think I have to start practicing dance in order to improve myself and stay out worthless distractions..

I still remember I used to dance in my terrace and my neighbours used watch and say "minu, tor naach dekhle amader bikel bela ta khub bhalo bhabe kete jaye re, ekta shanti ashe mone"

The tinkling of my ghunghur and payel makes me satisfied... Will have to start again...

✨🍂