FIR AAYI HOLI

Fir aayi Holi ek baar, fir le gayi mere  dil ka karaar;

Puchhna chahti hu, kyu rulateho tum mujhe yuhi, baar baar.

Itne rango ke beech bhi hei tan man feeka; aankhoki pichkaarise behte hei aansu zaar zaar

Saalo beet chuke firbhi nazar dekhti hei teri raah, lagaataar.

Radha ka pyaar hi hei kuch aisa, maanta nahi yeh kabhi haar

Jaise kanha ke beena Radha adhuri aise hi, piya- milan beena, Holi hei  adhuri.

Kanha tere beena rang feeke, Chand feeka; soona lage mohe sansaar.

Aa bhi ja Mohan, itna ne tadpa, raah niharu tori; kab aayega tu jamuna paar.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Waves of water flutters
The Jamuna is inundated
The waves stuck towards
Rahim Miah's house courtyard.

The house is in the river bank
Passes his life by catching fish
Seeing the tide and web
He keeps all of his family in the house.

However, there is heavy fear is his mind
When the house would be washed away by the wave
Yet, he was bound to the chest
Hoping for life.

Mughal Emperor, Shahjahan
For the memory of his wife Arjumand Banu Begum
Made, a royal tomb-
Everyone knows it, called the "Taj Mahal",
Which stands on the banks of the Jamuna
With the scope of its vastness.

Beginning in 1832
It ended in 1853,
Thousands of artisans, architects, workers in 21 years
They were dedicated to its construction.

Ustad Ahmed Lahuri was
The original designer,
The white marble dome-shaped tomb-
Being a complex integral, architectural wonder.

Every year, millions of people flock
To see this archetype of love,
Everyone is overwhelmed to see-
In everyone’s heart, it’s unique to cut the stain of love.

Who goes to assignation, in a pleasant promenade of grove,
The flame of love is burning there
Which great warrior is singing melodiously?
In the middle of the unobstructed heart, the sound of the anklet jingling.
Who goes to assignation, in a pleasant promenade of grove.

Awake the night, taken the heart,
In the auspicious moment of moonlight
Very silently under the mimusops elengi
Said the words of the stored heart, inseparably.

So to ask, to whom to call in any tune,
The submerged heart remains full
The Jamuna flows exhausted
Even today, with painted eyes, what a picture to draw.

Who goes to assignation, in a pleasant promenade of grove,
The flame of love is burning there
Which great warrior is singing there?
In the middle of the unobstructed heart, the sound of the anklet jingling.

I lost my mind
In the vast field of green village
I lost my mind
At the river side of Shimultali quay.

I lost my mind
In the colored flowers of Caesalpinia pulcherrima
I lost my mind
At the canal of Matamuhuri.

I lost my mind
At the village market of Rangunia
I lost my mind
At the stalk of blossomed Lotus.

I lost my mind
By the tune of the lonely shephard
I lost my mind
By the silent song of the Jamuna river.

Building the canopy with dry grass and leaf
******* their house,
Still in the house corner, with full of smiles
Enchantress is active.

Housewife living in the illusion of home
Hides her shy face,
Two companions in happiness and sorrow
In private.

Menting the old net with Ebenaceae juice
Fisherman rushing to the river,
Fisherwoman looks towards his way
Sings in a melodious tone.

Seen in new tidal waters
New song of life,
Standing on the mildly flown banks of the Jamuna
Fill their mind and soul.

Wow...amazing ten
Beautiful years of togetherness
Kunnal.. Thought to say
Check out Neha the wife...
Very first time using the knife..
To cut the chocolate cake with "gems on the top"

Life running at a higher speed
Mrs Makhija finally succeed
To take care of coco n mansion
No more burnt breads to give you better satisfaction

Each year has its impact
As you already had a pact
Do whatever you want my better half
I m there for you with all my laugh
I will be filling bottles and washing
Will help you with dishes and bear with your shopping

Though you were smart enough
But this card was much of bluff
She was no ordinary
For you to marry
When you unpack her
Then you know how much you lack
Not knowing jamuna pai and Mac

Still much to unfold
Increase your threshold
You did love her a lot
She is your mascot
It's difficult for me and dad
To cope up with her charm, to add
Though i don't know all dressing
But it is for sure...she is a blessing

Fagun is saying, “Good Bye”
Who is looking for the stolen heart?
Filled in this south blown wind.

Who wants to go back looking for the past?
In the midst of isolated soul
In which tune he sang?

Thoughts are crying in the far,
Heart's words remained stale
On the banks of the slow flowing Jamuna.

Twilight is set today with much decoration,
In the shadow of the clouds in the distant sky
With those shining stars.

Moon woke up full, almost full
Heart woke up in the depths of memory
Entered in a thirsty soul.

In this unbroken moonlight,
Someone opens the heart to the silver beam
Who wants whom?

Day by day how much is the debt?
Remains unknown
Day by day how much water flowed in the river Jamuna?
Remains unknown.

On the pages of debit-credit
Then
Everything was wrong?

While doing the accounting
Got to see
Nothing is extraordinary.

Then this is how
Everything ends
There will be no more in hand
No relish will be there.

So sit at the end of day
On the sand bed
Life, such a treasure of accomplishment
Yet becomes instantaneous.