Comments on Are you Going to Scarborough Fair?: The Hall of Blue Jazz

@Ritwik: Well no, the poems were written in Englis...

2008-01-12T00:27:00.000+05:30

@Ritwik: Well no, the poems were written in English after all. I have hardly ever written poetry in Bangla, though I did write some songs once for a band I was playing with...good old days.

But yes, at times I have wished to see my poems in Bangla, I wonder how they would sound then. I probably know why you found that urge; it's because of my internalized habit of imitating a

This is an extraordinary poem. I came to your blog...

2008-01-07T22:57:00.000+05:30

This is an extraordinary poem. I came to your blog from the self-portrait of love's ragpicker. Read a few of your poems and decided to write all this as a comment to this superb piece of poetry.
I found a strange inexplicable urge to read your poems in Bengali, in ad hoc translations while reading them in English. Images changed with the change in language, and I felt more touched by these

hey.. hadnt come here in so long, had almost forgo...

2007-11-05T23:51:00.000+05:30

hey.. hadnt come here in so long, had almost forgotten how much i loved it!.. put some new writings.. love getting lost in your land!..

@Lord Jim : Now that makes me Neil Gaiman's Sandma...

2007-10-31T14:59:00.000+05:30

@Lord Jim : Now that makes me Neil Gaiman's Sandman, doesn't it!! The burden of offering dreams is so great. I hope I don't get sunken eyes like Morpheus in the graphic novel. But I promise to you, and all who read me, I will give my best shot. Cheers.

I give up, I surrender. I cannot read your works a...

2007-10-29T18:34:00.000+05:30

I give up, I surrender. I cannot read your works anymore,I will now rather dream them....

i wish youd paint that..

2007-10-25T13:29:00.000+05:30

i wish youd paint that..

I have to agree with Sheelonee.. after reading a c...

2007-10-17T00:20:00.000+05:30

I have to agree with Sheelonee.. after reading a couple of lines and then let it marinate and close your eyes.. you can see it!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!

u seem 2 b getting nicer...if better s cliche ,dat...

2007-10-12T23:14:00.000+05:30

u seem 2 b getting nicer...if better s cliche ,dat is....

"he is scared by her voice,
it forebodes a quiet dance,

so he asks,
“what must I pay?

“Only the fever,
if you may."

v.nice.... :)

why do u do it? everytime! ....tear my soul to shr...

2007-10-10T20:02:00.000+05:30

why do u do it? everytime! ....tear my soul to shreds. how do u do it?....everytime when i need it....
you do it...seamlessly...like a drug i can't quit..i keep coming back...

"and the children come in horror and prayer, their...

2007-10-07T19:27:00.000+05:30

"and the children come
in horror and prayer, their children..."
beautiful...thats it.
sometimes small words lose their way in the clash of big words...its time we go back to the small ones,and all i would say is "beautiful"

...this symphony curves around our souls too, even...

2007-10-07T11:45:00.000+05:30

...this symphony curves around our souls too, even if we too crumble at that last stroke of war and words...

Fever and blue eggs are what you offer poet...... ...

2007-10-07T10:08:00.000+05:30

Fever and blue eggs are what you offer poet...... with your surreal lines serenading through the souls of your readers.....i could feel your priestess within me, feel her piece-by-piece disintegration before the ants.....never lose thy fever Inam..... if you do i might just lose my soul.....