Tomaro asheeme pranmon loye jotoduure ami dhaii.
Kothao dukkho, kothao mrityu, kotha bichchedo naai.
Mrityu shey dhore mrityur roop dukkho hoy he dukkher koop
Toma hote jobe hoiye bimukh aponar pane chaii.
He purno, tobo choronero kachhe jaha kichhu shob achhe achhe achhe
Naai naai bhoy shey sudhu amari nishidino knadi tai.
Antarglani sansarobhar poloko felite kotha ekakar
Jeebanero majhhe swaroop tomar rakhibaare jodi paai.
He taught us everything, including how to accept death.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
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E r notun kotha ki! Tobe byaparta hochhe, death niye socialization hoyna. Kintu eta howa khubi dorkar!
socialisation?
I wonder why you're so obsessed with death... I'm not meaning it in a negative sense, but I wonder anyway... :-)
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