THE DAY I BECAME DESPERATE FOR A REPLY FROM YOU – 2
ক্ষণিক আলোকে আঁখির পলকে তোমায় যবে পাই দেখিতে
ওহে ‘হারাই হারাই’ সদা ভয় হয়, হারাইয়া ফেলি চকিতে।
(আশ না মিটিতে হারাইয়া– পলক না পড়িতে হারাইয়া–
হৃদয় না জুড়াতে হারাইয়া ফেলি চকিতে।)
কী করিলে বলো পাইব তোমারে, রাখিব আঁখিতে আঁখিতে–
Dear Palak,
Can you believe it? I’ve still got some of those chocolates you gave me, and I swear your scent is still on my shirt from our last hug. But you… you’re just not around anymore, not even talking to me.
But I understand. You know how everyone always says it’s tough to give love? They never mention how tough it is to actually accept love. I get what you’re dealing with, I really do. And that’s why I’m not mad at you for cutting me off.
If you care about me, even a little, you might feel guilty or sad about the decision you made. But you shouldn’t. You did what you felt was right. It’s just not right for me. I’ve been through this silence from you before, and all it did was make my feelings grow.
Thinking about another 26 years of my life, if I live till 60, without seeing you or hearing from you? That’s a tough pill to swallow. But I’m hanging on to hope. Life’s long and got a lot of twists and turns, and the earth is round. Who knows? Maybe we’ll bump into each other again, and I will see your smile, hear you calling everyone ‘Bhaisaaaaab,’ or calling someone a ‘bitch!’ when you’re ticked off. I hope I get to give you a tight hug one last time and I hope I get a chance to get a few photos clicked with you.
With love, hugs and other things,
P