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  SAMBIDHAN ACHARYA (1986-12-21)
 
 
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  5.     

The Westerners 2

Gone are days when you use to catch horses from gaucho,
Gone are the days when all the westerners meant gun followers,
Gone are those days when you had only denim to wear,
And gone are those days when your house was mere stables.

Today, your description has been changed,
You are symbol of hardworking individuals,
All the guns are dumped and technology are being hugged,
And, all those stables have been transformed into arm chair well equipped office.

But, still the profession your ancestor landed the farming is being embraced by you,
Still those plains are grazed by horses, cows and ships,
Still the Appalachian and Andes does not miss you,
Still you are the source of style for the commons.

Yes, you still farm raring cattle and horses,
But the change has been you have used well the resources available,
The grazing lands are well maintained so that all can graze without being watched,
All the cows are still fed but the style has been machinery.

All those crops are still cultivated and reaped,
But the difference is it's done by flying saucer discovered by man,
You have started working in offices instead of working in stables,
The rage inside you has given the hardworking people to the country.

In the past people wanted to be you due to elegant style,
The way they see driving horses and carrying gaucho in hand,
But even today you have gone through modernization,
All of us want you to be the person like you as per your, pleasant change in behaviour,
The way you have made use of the modern techniques,
Yes, even today all the children want to be westerns.
 
Sambidhan Acharya
   
 

   
   
 

  6.     

You are like Months of the Year

In April, when rose was glown, in the eternity garden
I felt you took me to the Christ’s world
As, if soothening breeze at May hit me
And, coverage sun eluded to devour me

Why you just tried to escape from me,
December was even bitter than cold in it,
January and February’s snow poured my drained heart,
Even March seemed gloomy days without you.

Now again you appeared in June’s monsoon
The rain has brought delight of love effect on me,
Pious July’s drizzle was like a boon then,
And then our meet brought even Shakespeare love in trouble.

Does this mean I am dying hard for you?
Might because life is desert you leave in December.
 
Sambidhan Acharya
   
 

   
   
 

  7.     

A faux pas

When she came near and said me, 'I love you.'
I disposed her proposal laughing,
She walked away and then left me,
I knew she was my best of friend,
But I never thought about her so.

After she left, I realized her importance,
Her encouragement when I was at my lows,
Her consolation when I was in sorrow,
And her support at my needy times,
It was then I realized actually I loved her.

I was deliberate to see her and confess my feeling,
Few years later she came to meet me,
I looked at her charming and ever beautiful
But, then I saw her with her charm husband
Then I realized that was my biggest a faux pas.
 
Sambidhan Acharya
   
 

   
   
 

  8.     

IMMORTAL

One day I asked my mother
“Can anyone be immortal? ”
Mother laughed at me and said
“Child it’s only god who is immortal.”
“Why only god? ” when I asked
Mother said. “He creates”.

Then I was determined,
To create something one day and be immortal,
But, I hadn’t made my identity
So, I started first making my identity.

The day, I made my identity
The greed of immortalness evolved again
I started working for my creativity then
Worked, worked and worked all day and nights.

My struggle started yet again,
Then came the day when my songs for identity were not sold
At last the day of laughter came,
My song was recorded and was big hit at once.

Then came the day my dream came true
I realized the greed of immortality on me had been fulfilled,
My song was forever until the existance of human race is there.
 
Sambidhan Acharya
   
 
 
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