''ma ,where is my doll?'' radha ran to bondita.
''prathme Ma rānnā khābāra, tāraparē tāra kauśalaguli''muttered bondita angrily
''are meri gudiya...ko gudiya nhi mila?''asked a 35 year anirudh.
''gudiya..baap beti raja bnke bethe hen..aur mein yahn sevika..huh..''she fried the fish in low fire
''are bondita...ye file khan rkh di tumne..aur kitabe khan tha na legna ko..aur gudi...ka khilona ku pada hei..aur...''
she ran with a skilet,''kya hei? guddi aur ukse baba...pta nhi kab badi hogi..ye...''
she washed the pan and arranged the plates
after dinner,guddi ran to play with her friends.
[Mamo chitte niti nritye ke je naache
Taata thoi thoi, taata thoi thoi, taata thoi thoi,
Taari sange ki mridange sada baaje
Taata thoi thoi, taata thoi thoi, taata thoi thoi.
Haasi kaanna hira paanna dole bhaale,
Knaape chhande bhaalomondo taale taale,
Naache janmo naache mrityu paachhe paachhe,
Taata thoi thoi, taata thoi thoi, taata thoi thoi.
Ki anondo, ki anondo, ki anondo
Dibaraatri naache mukti naache bandho -
Se taronge chhuti range paachhe paachhe
Taata thoi thoi, taata thoi thoi, taata thoi thoi.]
this song is by robi thakur...for kids..
they were playing .running chasing and stumbling on the ground. ''radha , bol to chor kon hei...''
''chor ravi hei,...''
''nai nai nai....'' and rvi ran acrosss whole group
and radha cashed him
''pati babu,kitni pyari hena radha...ese bhagti jese bijli ho...''
''ma..pei gyi hei...''
''dhywad dugga ma,bab ki trh akdo nhi bni..''
''kya?''he teased her
they watched through frames, of windows...radha...'s childhood.
radha resmbled chothi bondita.playing antics,dressing as cindrella ,she would dance in her room,of fantasies.
her ma baba were revolutionaries of scoiety,and they had little time for her...somtimes she would
only bondita had time to spend with her,anirudh was now the vice president of brahmo smaj....working as barrister,then as a smaj sudhark running campaigns...she only had imagined fatherly love....though she was daddy's heart.
''' Mā, bābā kēna āmāra sāthē khēlēna nā? ''she asked
'' Bābā, baṛa kāja karēchē... Āra āmāra chōṭṭa rājakan'yākē tāra rājatba karatē habē''she kissed her back
[baba has big work,and my little princess has to rule kingdom...]
time sways with memories....the 3 year radha ,had become a 13 year girl,more lovely and baba's Putula sandēśa,yes anirudh gave her the name doll sandesh,for her pointed nose and soll like strands.she was now in 8th grade....and intelligent as her parents...
it was a bright day,with sun kissing all over with it's rays.
''bondita,agar das babu ki mrityo thik 8 bje hui..aur..agar us jagah..mughe lgta hei sayad bose ka hath hei..pa saboot''
''aagyi ma...''
''lo agya apka saboot...putula sandesh...''she went to the hall
it was night and radha was dressing her long brown pleats,when her stomach ached and she cried in pain..it has been since morning but she ignored....bravely..
and now she sat on her bed , holding her belly and suddenly she saw stain,calamine drops over her sheets,in terror and fear she screamed......
and anirudh and bondita ran to her room
''kya hua?radha...''
''baba..bhot drd ho rha hei..khun niklna suru hogya iss bhag se,...dakatr ke pas le cholona..''she prayed in tears
anirudh and bondita both were crying and lost in their world as their little guddi had,moved to womenhood.calming themselves,she signed to him and he went by...
''radha,yahn dekh kuch nhi hua..hei..''
''kuch na hua ho?fir khoon ka kran?''she said angrily.debating just like she did.
he bought the cloths drapped in cotton.
''jis bhag se khhoon nikle wahn ache se lga na,mein ati hun...''
''na..mein krlungi...''she said in embrassement and went
after she changed ,both of them patted her head and she asked,''ma pet abb bhi drd kr rha hei,kya krn h iska?..tumhra kbhi nikla hei aisa lal rkt..yan sirf...''
''sssshhhh....''she said kissing her
anirudh bought hot oil ,to massage her back and feet.and he went by.
bondita massaged her and made her drink cold milk,so that it doenst upset her stomach.
''abb bolo bhi ma,kesa rog dhara hei mughe?''
''rog..''she laughed,''tughe toh badlav dhara hei..kavita sunogi ek?''
''sunogi..''
[mātr̥snēhēra pātāẏa.
Lālanapālita, ēkaṭi dakṣa naẏa,
jum̐i āmāra kārlaguli śōbhita,
āmāra ātmāra āśīrbāda!
Āja, cōkha asthira,
lāla phōm̐ṭā yēmana āchē
āmāra cādara ām̐kā,
adbhuta santrāsa āmāra mana bharē dēẏa,
ēbaṁ āmi kēbala mā'ra jan'ya apēkṣā kari....
Āmāra gāla dōlācchē
sē āmākē lukiẏē rēkhēchē
tāra madhura bhālabāsāra adhīnē....
Ēbaṁ samasta sukha prakāśita haẏa
ēbaṁ santrāsa phōm̐ṭā....
Mr̥du uṣṇatāra sāthē, sē āmāra kāpaṛa badalēchē,
ēbaṁ aśru diẏē
sē āmākē nijēra mūlyabāna karē tulēchē...
Ē'i lāla phōm̐ṭā jībana....
Ēbaṁ āmi ēra sraṣṭā haba...
Mā ēṭā'i balēchilēna
yakhana ghuma āmāra kapāla cumbana]
[in cradle of motherly love.
nurtured , a unskilled mind,
jasmine adorned my curls,
her blessing my soul!
today,eyes are restless,
as red drops have
painted my sheets,
strange terror fills my heart,
and only I wail for ma....
pecking,my cheeks
she hide me
under her honey love....
and all bliss unfolds
and terror drops....
with gentle warmth,she changed my cloth,
and with tears
she made me self worth...
this caramine drops are life....
and I will be the creator of it...
this is what ma said
when sleep kissed my forehead.]
''mane mein thik hun,...fir kesa jivan bnaungi pari bnaongi mein?''she asked looking at her
''tu gudda pari sab bneygi abb soja....''
''baba ke bina neend ayegi?''
''aur baba ko?''
''baba koi gandhi ciz toh nhi na...jese psihi kethi thi?''
''gandhi hoti hei kya wo jo jivan de?''
she nodded no
''tum toh pari se sehzadi bngi ho,nye vicharo ke saath,asma mein udogi..''
''shotthi?''
and the tri pinched their throat agreeing and kaughing
''pati babu,...''she was crying,''nanhi si pari ko kisne kha shjadi bne ko...''
''tum bhi toh bni thi....''he replied softly
and they slept with their 'Jhām̐kānō kum̐ṛi'' - their 'flied bud'
happy world menstrual hugeine day!
a random lines,just to share and please dont bash me,for my unskilled poems🤢
I just wanted to share with you,let me know your ideas..on it too😃😉