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Internet Edition. October 31, 2008, Updated: Bangladesh Time 12:00 AM |
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Poem The Heaven and The Hell Sheikh Fazlul Karim Who says heaven and hell are far away? Both heaven and hell, pious and devil exist among human beings. Being goaded by infatuation, when our conscience ceased to function, we have to be burnt by the hell-fire of self-remorse. When we get together in the sacred bond of love and friendship, the heaven comes before us at our humble house. Translated by M. Mizanur Rahman Go with the wind M. Mizanur Rahman What's in your mind nobody knows. Sometimes it becomes cold, sometimes hot. Go with the wind, everywhere it blows Know everywhere every people of any sort. The colour of mind seems to be black or red. You can read it from one's face. Does it reflect like a shade? That's creating agony in human race? My dearest village A.S.M Babor Ali Oh my friend Will you go to my village Where Water-Lily dances upon the Water of the tank Trees ordained with Beautiful coloured flowers Grass hoppers play on the grass Everyone is awaken on hearing the Twittering songs of The little birds. My mother and aunt prepare Various kinds of cakes in the winter. Dew drops On the grass blades In the autumn Smell of ripe paddy Touches my heart In the rainy season Bees, bullerfles And various flowers Make the environment majestic. Friend, oh my friend Will you go there? Will you go to My dearest village?
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