Nagarullase kanamachi..
Bhabna kebol tare baanchi..
Amar highway te ban eseche..
Poribortone jhor boyeche..
Lal porane nil phuler joyollas meteche..
Ajke samaj are porihaar..
Kotto kore joyer lorai..
Amar rasta bhangagoray..
Cholche jibon sur mekhe tai..
Baul ganer dak eseche..
Firingira jobdo jokhan..
Amra ronger man bujhechi..
Are bhebechi sab bhalor jokhan..
Sunno akash are mahanagar..
Kolkata ke bhulchi ami..
Jagiye rakho kintu domiye rakho..
Amader ei kolkatake..
Dokkhin are uttor sudhu jhogra korei bancho..
Bhabte ki hoi ei saharer mormo mochor..
Politics er beratare jomiye rekhe kar je ki hoi..
Amar khola moidan ki aschrzzo borno neshay..
Park street are Chiriyamore e dhorna bose?
Tham brigade er chellani, ar e sahar ki tor ekar naki..
Bolchi kebol bidesh jabo ei saharer ghunni chere..
Kintu,
Make bolechi asbo fire, sudhu tomar jonne..
Kolkata ke natun kore chinlam, natun kore bhalobashlam. Amio ei sahar ta chhere jete parlam na. Kono ek amogh akarshan amake ekhane atke rekhechhe. Aaj, ei kobita ta pore, anek kichhu parishkar holo, anek upalabdhi holo. Kichhu siddhanta nite amar aar kono dwidha thakbe na.
ReplyDeleteKobi, tomake dhanyabad diye chhoto korbo na. Tumi amader ei bhabe abhibhuta korte thako.