Lover's Paradise :City of Joy

Southern Avenue ,even if the goverment agreed to  offer me CM's chair for a day i would have renamed it to Nostalgia Lane.Rabindra Sarovar lake is what makes the place so special a place .The place  that thrills one to give life a rethink.The Plat is somewhat somehow how though not a healer but a companion to comfort.Its a gloomy place to hide when heart-break is a consuming mind and heart.Again those trees, their romantic smell and shady lanes gives you a feeling of longing, longing for something you never ever get to know

.It can be better named as Lover's Paradise.Its the lap of greeneries that gives the heavenly  feelings,where  else in the city  can a  place be found with its shady boulevards and niches where couples can cuddle up for hours.

Well the calms waves have witnessed many  uncoveys buds of lovestories to turn into flowers of beautifull fragrance ,many lovestories  to end because the cruel world is willing to set them appart.Most  ironically many  lovestories end  up because  this is  the place where  x's lady love rests her head on y's lovers shoulder..But  the calm water sees everything without uttering anything .The ajaan of dusk washes aways  the sins the cheatings the glooms of heart breaks,showering its  bliss upon  the call of  Real love meant to stay TOGETHER FOREVER .

Rabindra Sarobar Lake is a place for various types of people for various times of the day. While the morning sees majorly old people, the day is followed by school kids and by the time afternoon strikes, the extramaritals creep in. Evenings are for intense lovers and the late nights are prowled un-straights.And the City of Joy remains awake  to witness everything 

by- +Soumita Saha

woman

Even She Nurtures the desires to seek all within the soul..

Penetrating the spirit which resides beneath the heaven beside the hell

Imperfect in many ways she mothers  table with the cornflakes bowl

Every morning she does,she sisters you with supports warms up your bed like a slut as well

Sinc birth none burdened her but forced her  to be deprived of  the three

Frastration expectation and right  the three she was unconditionally made to let go

She controlls the grief  as she consoles by saying she was never free

She buy groceries way back home she every impossible she is supposed to know

She wakes up  and stands by your side even if the sun refuses to she  is  the  spiritsfree from mortal mesh
 And love you first got when your mother took you in her lap,the love of wife ,daughter Love not bound in hearts of flesh

She is Woman who unconditionally loves you  avoiding  all "if"s and "why"s filled with godly wisdom

The one who enjoys being guided by hands without knowing even if she knows she ignores the existance of the word called "freedom"

Let the Flag of Your Triumph fly on Grave

I knew not where  i was  spreading my hands i  know u had to come to me,

Blue and Black dim  and weak i  splayed my  hands to  the sand and the waves of the sea
Let  the flag  of  your  triumph  decorate  my  grave,as  i sunk  with  the mourning shame
Raging night of harrowed  darkness let  me rest  like  i  never  did  before deep inside inscribing ur name
Let me loose all  i have  one  followed by   the  other  the  beating lump of flesh pumping  to  revive  me
Cause  i know  once  i  can win over  it i can set  all  others i have the  you  who  was mine and had  to  come back  to me
I'll  set  you free  forever my love  without  biding  you  adieu let me loose myself  in the remnants of deathly stroke
I was yours  and will always  remain yours  if destiny  drags appart my "you" will always me mine every dawn i  woke
Fly  the flag  of triuph  on my grave ,let me  smile  to  see the  smile  the matters a lot to me 
I never wished you to  return  empty  handed  when  you  finally  realised you  had  to come back to me 
                                                      by   +Soumita Saha

in  tagores words

Ondhokar roynu pore shopon mane
Jhor je tomar , joy dhoja tai ki jani?
Shokal belay cheye dekhi dariye acho tumi eki !
Ghor bhora mor shunnota'r ei buk'er o pore
Jani nai to tumi ele amar ghore
Je Raate.. 

(All was dark � the lamps went out,

I stretched my arms seeking help in vain.

A bad dream I thought, lying in the dark dorm.

Alas! Your victory pennon was only the storm.

In the morning, I saw you standing there

Amidst my emptiness that has filled the sphere.)