Self Composed Poem - 3

এবার আমারই লেখা একটা রোমান্টিক কবিতা দিলাম তোমাদের জন্যে। পড়ে কেমন লাগলো জানাতে ভুলো না কিন্তু বন্ধুরা।

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Self Composed Poem - 2

আরেকটা কবিতা দিলাম তোমাদের জন্য। এটাও আমারই লেখা। কেমন লাগলো জানিও।

Self Composed Poem - 1

নমস্কার বন্ধুরা, আমি সামান্য কিছু লেখার চেষ্টা করেছি। যদি সময় হয়, লেখাটা পড়ে তোমাদের মতামত নিশ্চই জানিও। তোমাদের শুভেচ্ছা ও ভালবাসায় লেখার তাগিদ অনুভব করলাম মন থেকে। যদি কোনোভাবে তোমাদের মন এতটুকু ছুঁতে পারি, তাহলে নিজেকে ধন্য মনে করব।

I just found some tips on Singing. So I'm uploading it here. Have a look!



The Least You Need To Know About Singing

Building Society....Changing Mindsets......

After a long time, I'm here again to write something different rather my inner conscience asked me to pen my thoughts, my speculations regarding it. Actually I'm talking about how we can change the society, how we can eradicate all sorts of superstitious ideas, the so called prejudices which restrict us to think beyond the line. Why can't we think out of the box and change our orthodox creeds to create a new, a brand new timeline from where people will follow us and get those courage to change the dogmatic feelings and surpass all social barriers. Yup, this is true, we have to stay in society and it's our moral duty to go with the norms of the society, but at the same time we have to ensure that it won't affect our development of personality. We know, that youngsters learn from the older-ones as firstly we learn from our parents as well as from school. Under this circumstances the parents play a vital role. But in our country where a fat percentage of people are living from hand to mouth, these sentences might seem odorless. But time has come to rethink about it again and again. That's why we need proper education for new-age parenting which will bring more maturity. It's a natural propensity to rear the children keeping within the mental as well as social framework designed according to the way they had learnt & experienced from their forefathers. But with the generation-gap, modulation in the style of upbringing is of dire necessity. Some parents have extremely high possessiveness over their children, some take entire charge over their children's life even if they have passed their teens. So their lives become suffocating. Firstly it hampers in developing of inner personality of their children. Secondly, they never become self-independent on decision making as well as their confidence level is getting diminished day by day. Rather it will be very useful if the parents help their children to learn the problem solving techniques instead of try solving each of the problems separately of their life. But there is also a positive effect and a positive logic against this choice. Parents will always have huge apprehension even from a little hazard out of their countless affection to their children. Their emotional protection acts a capsule to their children that's gonna protect them from all kind of evils of the society. But we have to understand that, unless we put them in risks or hazards, how they will learn to handle them ? How they will learn how to deal with the situation and take immediate decisions based on the depth of the incidents ? That means, calculated risks are always welcomed after properly judging the situation. Am I right ? Modern parenting is of something different which doesn't normally go with the standardized format. Think twice.


Never think that I'm taking side of anyone. As an impartial writer, I'll will always try to give some glimpses of the Gen-Y thoughts, how they think, how they react and blah blah blah.....

Thanks.

I am uploading a Bengali Song's Lyrics (written in Bengali). This song provides the basic familiarization with fundamental musical structure (Thaat) to the novice music students. Have a read ------------->


Familiarization with Basic Musical Structure

A Story Of Life, Living & Chasing the Life.......:-)

Way back in late '80-s a boy was born. People called him Mohit, although he had several nicknames like other babies normally have. He was lovable to everyone. As he was born premature, it was extremely difficult for his mother to make him survived. But ultimately by God's grace, he won the battle and became a citizen of earth. But later he developed his eye-problem, as the doctors previously apprehended the chances of having defects or problems in one or more organs. It might be one of many reasons of bringing him up in an overprotective environment. His mother was extremely cautious about her only son. Despite of having health-problems in his early age he was extremely intelligent at his childhood. Although he could not concentrate on a single thing for a long time, still he managed his homework as he had a photographic memory. But fate smirked him at every step of his life. He belonged to a lower-middle class family. Quite naturally he could not avail education in A-Grade institutes due to financial stringency. But his parents never let him feel the problems of day-to-day life. At a very tender age he developed immense knack in cultural activities. It was obvious as he was being brought up in a cultural ambiance. Eventually he took admission into a local music school. It was all going good. He then started earning recognition from friends and relatives. Later he had to quit the music-school as their residence got shifted to a distant place. Incidentally after a few days, he got an opportunity to learn under an eminent musical exponent in the city. He started his training under him. As I have already said, he was little bit restless and confused about his life, he accidentally took a wrong decision like putting the card before the horse. He stopped his training for his higher education as higher education was his first priority. His parents warned him several tines, but still he was stuck into his decision and lost his links from this field and became out of touch with which he was loving like anything. But God might have been designing his fate in a different way. He had lot of expectations from his life, sometimes revolted to his loved ones, but then regretted. But he always tried to be honest. Sometimes he could, sometimes he couldn't. When he found that he had not got his coveted job, he became more confused and a little bit dejected of his life. It was impossible for him to erase his past to turn over a new leaf. He lost his way. Still he is searching for a life, chasing his dreams which has a meaning in life, living. May be, the way of finding the proper route is still unknown....

Dear Readers, he still needs your support and well-wish.
Don't you bestow your hands to him ??
Can't you connect yourself with him by any moments of your life ??

True Love Never Ends......

[ I DON'T KNOW WHETHER THIS IS A TRUE INCIDENT OR NOT...... MAY BE THIS IS JUST A STORY........ THEN ALL THESE CHARACTERS ARE PURELY FICTIONAL...... AND ANY RESEMBLANCE WITH ANYBODY DEAD OR ALIVE IS ABSOLUTELY UNINTENTIONAL AND COINCIDENTAL ]
 
There was a Boy ‘n a Girl,
They were best friends for years ‘n years,
They could Talk for hours on the Phone ‘n text each other for days,
When They were Together;
Not a single Sad Thought could cross their Minds, :)
everything was Great, But One Day;

The Boy did not Answer any Call or Reply to any Text for a Day,
The Girl was worried that something was Wrong..:(
at night She couldn’t Sleep.., She was sitting in her Room Crying,
‘n It was then that She Realized how much He Means to Her..? :(

The next Morning;
She woke Up from a Phone call.., It was the Boy..:)

Boy : Hey..,
Girl : I'm so glad that you Called Me, What happened to you yesterday ??
Boy : I was Busy
[ The GIRL Understood that;
Something was Wrong but could not Ask]

[silence]

Boy : You know..; We should Stop talking..!
Girl: What??.., But Why ?? :(
Boy: I am Sorry, Bye..! :(

[He Disconnected the call, 'n She Felt as If Somebody
had Slammed the door on Her face]

Everything else Flashed in Her Mind,
Tears :’(
Cars running by Her..
Roof of some building..’n Sunset..
She couldn’t understand anything..
She started Feeling Lonely, Dejected, ‘n broken..:’(

That was the answer to everything! His words were pouncing on her..
Her heart wanted to jump out!

He was the One..! “Why..??”
She Screamed at the Top of her Voice;
Then She made up Her Mind to make a last Try to get Him Back..!

[She called Him Up]
Girl: hi…
Boy: Why are you calling Me?
Girl: I need to tell you Something..
Boy: Go Ahead.
Girl: I Just Wanted You to know one thing before we stopped talking!
Boy: Tell me..!

Girl: Are you All right?
[She broke off..!
She tried but may be he doesn't really Care about Her,
She Thought!
She wasn't His friend in the first Place...
Tears were slowly running Worst :'(
She left the House with a Note..!

[5 hours later]

Phone Rang in the Boy’s Room,
It was the Girl’s Mum,
The girl was lying in the hospital, Got hit by a Car, :’(
The Boy rushed to the Hospital where She was.

She Opened Her Eyes with the Boy’s name..,
He took her Hand..

Boy: I'm so Sorry Its all my fault..! But;
I promise when U get better I’ll make It up to You..:(

Girl: I wont get Better..
Boy: No..! No Don’t say that..:(
Girl: just tell me one thing Why did you do it?

Boy told her that He had a Heart problem ‘n
he did not want her to be worried;
‘n there was a risk that he could have Died..!

Boy: I did that because I…..I…..I Love you..?
Girl : I LOVE YOU TOO..?

‘n After That her heart Stopped Beating…:O
She Died..! :’(
The Boy died 10 mins later from a Heart Attack..:’(

He could not live with the thought that;
She died Because of Him.. :’(

-Moral:
If You Love Someone…;
Then Don’t Hold Back Your Feelings…
because Love is The Reason to Live..!
Love is Beautiful..? !

Relationship Does Really Matter.......:-)

[ I DON'T KNOW WHETHER THIS IS A TRUE INCIDENT OR NOT...... MAY BE THIS IS JUST A STORY........ THEN ALL THESE CHARACTERS ARE PURELY FICTIONAL...... AND ANY RESEMBLANCE WITH ANYBODY DEAD OR ALIVE IS ABSOLUTELY UNINTENTIONAL AND COINCIDENTAL ]
 
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
SON:"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
DAD:"Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.
SON:"Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD:"That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily. 
SON:"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" 
DAD:"If you must know, I make Rs.100 an hour." 
SON:"Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down. 
SON:"Daddy, may I please borrow Rs.50?" 

The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior." The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that Rs.50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep, son?" He asked. "No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy. "I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier" said the man. "It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you.. Here's the Rs.50 you asked for." The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. "Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled. "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have Rs.100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you." The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that Rs.100 worth of your time with someone you love. If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.

Join our group in Facebook - Please read below

Hello friends, please read this post carefully.

I've fortunately met & interacted with different types of talented musicians both face-to-face and using social networks. All of a sudden an idea cropped up in my mind that why can't we make a common platform where all upcoming musicians be it vocalists, instrumentalists, composers, lyricists, songwriters, groomers, arrangers, sound-editors, mixing engineers, recordists & above all our respected Gurujis who are scattered in bits & pieces can interact with each other and share all happenings & experiences with all of us. Besides that, we will be able to address any queries or problems to learn & upgrade ourselves. Keeping an eye to serve that purpose we have taken an initiative to conjoin as much people as possible related to this field into a single arena.

We have created a group in Facebook, whose name is  Na Vidya Sangeetam Para 

We fervently request everybody who are related to this field to join this above group. To join this group click on the above link. If the link doesn't work, copy this (  http://www.facebook.com/groups/145691552214606/  ) link to the address bar of your web browser.

Please do it. We need your support!

Please read the group description before joining.

In case of any problem kindly mail me at < swarup_web@yahoo.com >



Thanks & Regards,
Swarup Ganguly

A few words... not confessions.... may be something else !!

Hi friends, I'm writing once again probably after a long gap.... Perhaps, you are guessing that I'll make all my confessions out here especially when I'm writing at the year-ending fortnight. Nopes, it isn't really that cool... I'm trying to share all those stains & smears in my mental backdrop that might have been unuttered.... 2011 is not a brilliant year for me .... :-((...... In the last year, when I completed my undergraduate in engineering, I couldn't get through in any good MNC... the reason was whatsoever..... I won't give excuses, but I can say luck defeated me... Although I got selected in a reputed MNC for KPO sector, but I couldn't convince myself to continue in that way. Later, I thought whatever had happened, had happened. I was just carried away with the series of incidents had been happening to me. During the middle of this year, I joined a musical band... after a few months I'd suddenly got a chance to go to Bangladesh for performing in some shows... But that time also --- not luck rather situation betrayed me... I couldn't firmly decide what to do, what to choose.... I couldn't even blindly rely on the promises made on behalf of that band.authorities... the situation was like absolutely topsy-turvy... Nothing was in favor of me... I won't blame my parents although they were unwilling to allow me to go abroad due to the slight acquaintances with the band authorities. After all, they are parents... they can worry about me... Apart from that, my passport was not prepared at that time. So, it was impossible for me to leave the country. I left the band after few misunderstandings. Let's see what is next !!!

Bye bye friends... that's all for today... see you in next year ..... thanks for being with me ..... 

A Heart Wrenching Story .... Have a Read ........

[ I DON'T KNOW WHETHER THIS IS A TRUE INCIDENT OR NOT...... MAY BE THIS IS JUST A STORY........ THEN ALL THESE CHARACTERS ARE PURELY FICTIONAL...... AND ANY RESEMBLANCE WITH ANYBODY DEAD OR ALIVE IS ABSOLUTELY UNINTENTIONAL AND COINCIDENTAL ]

ONE BEDROOM FLAT...

WRITTEN BY AN INDIAN SOFTWARE ENGINEER..
A Bitter Reality

... As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in
Software Engineering and joined a company based in USA, the
land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it
was as if a dream had come true.

Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I
would be staying in this country for about Five years in which
time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.

My father was a government employee and after his retirement,
the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat.

I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling
homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and
speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone
cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and
pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange
rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.

Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have
only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within
these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight.
Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for
all my friends back home. If I miss anyone then there will be
talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through
all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting
shorter I was forced to select one candidate.

In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get
married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After
the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some
money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after
them, we returned to USA.

My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she
started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India
increased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week. Our
savings started diminishing.

After two more years we started to
have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us
by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked
me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children.

Every year I decide to go to India... But part work part
monetary conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting
India was a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a
message that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I
couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India ... The
next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there
was no one to do the last rights the society members had done
whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents had passed
away without seeing their grand children.

After couple more years passed away, much to my children's
dislike and my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down.
I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my
savings were short and the property prices had gone up during
all these years. I had to return to the USA...

My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to
stay in India... My 2 children and I returned to USA after
promising my wife I would be back for good after two years.

Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an
American and my son was happy living in USA... I decided that
had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to India... I
had just enough money to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat in a
well-developed locality.

Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is
for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife
has also left me and gone to the holy abode.

Sometimes

I wondered was it worth all this?

My father, even after staying in India,

Had a house to his name and I too have
the same nothing more.

I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.

Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing.
This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these
children are losing their values and culture because of it. I
get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright. Well
at least they remember me.

Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will
be performing my last rites, God Bless them.

But the question
still
remains 'was all this worth it?'

I am still searching for an answer.................!!!

START THINKING

IS IT JUST FOR ONE EXTRA BEDROOM???

LIFE IS BEYOND THIS .....DON'T JUST LEAVE YOUR LIFE & PARENTS ........
START LIVING IT .......
LIVE IT AS YOU WANT IT TO BE ....... BCZ LIFE IS PRECIOUS!!!!

[ SOURCES :- Shivanand Hiremath ]