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Sunday, August 7, 2016

[mukto-mona] That Nazrul Bhatiyali-bicchhed song . . .

O the waves of river Padma!

Take away my emptied out heart-lotus, take it away ...

The one whose glorious feet had rested upon this lotus is gone -- I've lost him!'

My dear-heart, my friend, is not here,

No honey is therefore in the lotus, no, none. . .

The wind wails around, that sweet scent can't be found.

In my beauteous fount there's no more the noise of buzzing bees of joy.


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