Friday 31 January 2014

KHRISTE R KRISTE ....Blog dedicated to Prosenjit Chatterjee

Few months back,Adi Shankaracharya n His "Bhaja Govindam" has taken me back to a memory rather a Myth called "Mahanayak UttamKumar" n his role in 'Sanyasi Raja'.
I was very small when i went to a cinema hall at Hathibagan to watch the film.
The very line n that very appearance of the Sanyasi was registered in my memory so deeply that whenever i listen to the recitation "Bhaja Govindam" my mind melts in that.
Hav written a blog once on this very topic, and probably, my spiritual journey too started with that very hymn...

But this blog,this story, this experience is bit different.
'Jatiswar' is the recurnation... Memory of past birth that is carried forward upto the next birth.The movie and the memory  of childhood fr another movie both are identical, with their uniqueness.

Got to see the film on this 26th in Star Theater, A hall where one of my relative,another Chatterjee,Hiralal played several roles and during childhood, my father used to show us his oil painting there hanging on the wall in his remembrance.

Was watching the film.I dont see movies so often, but frm the very beginning with the beautiful presentation, acting, cinematography n the unique story didnt allow my eyes to look into the surrounding even fr a moment.
And then that moment, we all were spell bound. Another face in  similar get up,, different,still the same with the great quality acting as the role is live !!
There d Sanyasi n Krist
Here Antony and the Khrist...
So similar....so so similar,
Two of the Greatest Actors,in different Make Over n roles, Two generations But both the MahaNayaks leave the same vibration of that very divinity throught their great artwork with the same messege " Kono tofat naire bhai ".....
Tofat acche. Sudhu golpe, Abhinoyer anobodyotay, je tofat dhuye muche geche kokhon.
Ekakar Sanyasi Raja ar Antony firingi; Ekakar dui mahanayak...Ekakaar Smritir patay Antony ar Bortomaner Kushal Hazra...
Eo bujhi arek anobodyo Somadhi.

Anek anek subheccha o bhalobasa aajker Mahanayak ke.
Aro aro anek emon kaaj dekhar aasha roilo bhobishyote...

Salute !!! Prosenjit Chatterjee...

Saturday 25 January 2014

Moun ki Chitthi

Chandrama ne kahi raat ki gyarah
prahar or unhe ye nahi pata,
Maun ki ek chitti unke naam ki
likhi ja rahi hai ispal kahin.
Bhor ke khilti hui phoolon per
ous bannkar girneke baad
Subha ki rosnime pighalne ki
intejar me ho kahin jaise...

Moun ko aab ispal ho chuki hai
raat ki us stabdhta se pyar,
Gunj aab kilkaari bannkar
behneko bas baaki hai kahin.
Rah per giri patjhad ki patte
or halkisi hawa ki gungunahat
Saaj rahi hai raaste bhi us rahgir ke pehla kadam ki aahat ke lie...

Gulab khili hai baag me unke
poudhon ke ek daali per,
Us path paar pehli kiran ke saath
unki raha dekh rahi hai kahin.
Barnmala pannoper sajayi ja rahi
hai kalm dawat or badi jatanse,
Us gulab ke saath unke hathonme
sajneki intejaar ho rahi ho jaise...

Friday 24 January 2014

A POST WITHOUT TITLE

A question why i am like this ?
A restlessness to find a reasonable purpose of being here.
A quiry about why the experience varies ?
A sphere made of timelessness bound by time.
A conciousness,One, with varieties of expressions..
A mirror holding reflection of me which is not mine..
A limit once fixed n crossed,
A hypothesis rejected...

Why the sciptures seems so tasteless now ?
Why the words, the world run after has no meaning?
Why position is refused..
Why the directed path couldnot be walked at ease ?
What unique this being is..

Questions are to be answered.
Thay could be asked frm thy self alone.
Amidst of noice Being in stillness..
Now time finally has shaken that
house of being.
Let the Mind gulp the mind,
Let them both be vanished as a whole into the hole of emptiness.

Wednesday 22 January 2014

Ek tukda tere damaan ka

Bus ek tukda tere daaman ka,
Bus woh chotisi saaya tere anchal ki..
Dil daud jaata hai us sneh ke tarf baar baar,
Per kadam jaise bandhi hui ho or kahin...
Khatak ta hai kaanme woh ek pukar kabhi kabhi,
Machal jaata mann ekbaar tere didaar ke lie...
Aankhen chalak jaati hai
taras khakar us intejaar per,
Dil tarapkar channi channi ho ja rahi ho jaise...
Chup chup ek koneme dur khari kahin,
Poch leti hun ansoonyon ko muskurahaton ke tukdese...
Kisiko kehti nahi ke main bhi khojti rehti hun har ek kone me,,
Us ek tukda tere damaan ka..

Vijaya