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Mar 24, 2015

UNWRITTEN FATE

Who knows?
The fate scrawls the fate
And begins the unwritten fate
For the fate!

Sometimes strength was the fate
Sometimes not!
Now the money is the fate over the world
You don’t believe it either
Your fate will depressed you
In the initial point of your life!

The History says it was there
Where it would be…
The Politic says – see it is here
Where it would be and damn expectation
Says- it is there in between money and politics

And now money and politics is one’s fate
Do believe it!

No matter what the history says,
No matter what the politic says,
No matter what the perception says
Better you delete your expectation from the traditional dictionary!

The fate is there hiding beside your
Unwritten fate!!

Mar 3, 2015

Shall I touch you?

Uh!
When I saw you there in the K.D. road
My heart said:
‘Shall I touch you?’

And I said: ‘…calm down
My heart!
She is the real one…ah!’

Since then

You know nothing
When my volatile heart gossiping
Your absence on the same way
Where I am walking too,

You know nothing
When my naughty mind thinking
Your presence on the same way
Where I am walking too,

This is only to see you via ever in the K.D. road
Which you might be thinking
It’s a coincidence!

K.D. road is not meant for the vehicle
I thought it’s for us which was
Connected you and me
In the very next day of my office!

It was you coming there
And I suddenly adjusted my looks!
Tried to be a cool,
An unknown!
Because…
Your innocence
Your silence
Your gently smile… caught me
As a thief, though
That situation
Clicking my blushing heart, again…,

Shall I touch you?
‘No, No, No…,’
I thought, you might say…
But, my nervous heart always says
When you come to near me!
Even though
I strictly control
My naughty mind to misbehave on you,

You know nothing
When my clever eyes looking at you
Your poetic face started to sing a melody
From my nervous heart:
You are the one whom I love to see
You are the one whom I love to chat
You are the one whom I love to touch
You are the one whom I love to feel.

You are the one…
Shall I touch you?


May 8, 2014

Daily Life

My Photography
These photos were taken at Howrah at Calcutta
Hoogly-1

Hoogly-2

Hoogly-3

Hoogly-4

Apr 20, 2014

Rose sample

My Photography
These are the varieties of Roses sample taken at Ooty, Tamilnadu




















All total 16, the garden is beautifully managed by tourism department of Tamilnadu and it is qiute interesting to visit there in between the varieties of Roses. Huge garden it takes almost 40 minutes to  look-over.

Apr 10, 2014

Photo gallery


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              Dr. Samar Sinha giving lecture on Language Technology at Sikkim University, Nov. 2013


                    SMIT Assistant Prof. giving lecture on OCR at Sikkim University on 22nd Nov, 2013


Dr. Udit sir giving lecture on Computational Linguistics in the NLP programme at SU on 22nd Nov. 2013


 Dr. Kabita Lama delivering lecture on Standerization of Nepali Grammar in the NLP programme at SU, 2013
                                                In the final day of NLP programme at SU, 2013


In the final day of NLP programme Sir Parashmani Dangal, Editor of Samay Dainik, Nepali daily newspaper saying something before distributing the Certificates to the participants at SU, 2013

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Lined Shoes at Rumtek Monastary, Sikkim


Rai and Limbu priest chanting at Banjhakri Falls, Sikkim

contrastive nature (photo-2)
This photo had taken at Cauvery.  

This photo had taken at Balmuri, Mandya district near Mysore.(photo-1) 


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                   Natural Language Processing Programme at Sikkim University held on November 2013


             MA, M.Phil students of Sikkim University attending lecture in the NLP programme, 2013


  Students and Lecturers in the NLP programme at SU, 2013


Dr. Samarjeet Borah and his colleague and Participants in the NLP programme at SU, 2013 

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This is my village named Garlang. This is not so much developed but the village has narrow way from the Peshok main road. My father and the elders use to say the name of my village is named on the name of a Tibetan man. 
  

Apr 2, 2014

Shall I touch you?

Uh!...

When I saw you there in the K.D. road
My heart said:
‘Shall I touch you?’

And I said: ‘…calm down
My heart!
She is the real one…ah!’

Since then…

You know nothing
When my volatile heart gossiping
Your absence on the same way
Where I am walking too,

You know nothing
When my naughty mind thinking
Your presence on the same way
Where I am walking too,

This is only to see you via ever in the K.D. road
Which you might be thinking
It’s a coincidence!

K.D. road is not meant for the vehicle
I thought it’s for us which was
Connected you and me
In the very next day of my office!

It was you coming there
And I suddenly adjusted my looks!
Tried to be a cool,
An unknown!
Because…
Your innocence
Your silence
Your gently smile… caught me
As a thief, though
That situation
Clicking my blushing heart, again…,

Shall I touch you?
‘No, No, No…,’
I thought, you might say…
But, my nervous heart always says
When you come to near me!
Even though
I strictly control
My naughty mind to misbehave on you,

You know nothing
When my clever eyes looking at you
Your poetic face started to sing a melody
From my nervous heart:
You are the one whom I love to see
You are the one whom I love to chat
You are the one whom I love to touch
You are the one whom I love to feel.

You are the one… Shall I touch you?

Dec 19, 2012

Myth in the Village


Mysterious life
In the village, mingle the
Vision of society
To the farthest city of the Myth

Evil dances, even though the
Belief Proclaim the sincerity
From the very beginning, deep
Into the soul, deep into the mind!

The myth in the village…

Cat does not know,
Why am I
Crossing the way of the people?

Caste does not know,
Why division of class in the society?

Untouchable does not know
Who is going and coming on the destination?

Steps do not know
There is restriction on threshold in the dusk!

Illusion in the village…

Always suffocating
Always murmuring
In the house of myth

It would be better
The myth would die before it born.




Apr 17, 2012

If I play with …


It was first weekend
Of the second month

1997, she was playing
Under the tree with her parent

Unlikely
It was offside…

At the
Same time
My legs pause the
Motion, eyes lost
The way, heart
Increased
The speed

Mind changed the topic

I felt something
Missing there
In a cage
In a boundary

Like smile
Like enjoyment
Like romance

All together like Love

Likewise I was thinking
At the same place
At the same time
On the same grass

If I play with her…

Sorry friends
Sometime dream comes true
Now she is my wife
We have a child
Playing together at the starting point!

And a child has started watching us over here!!

Mar 6, 2012

Anna! One miscall…!

Oh! What a surprised…
Childhood came to close
Just for a miscall

Just for a satisfaction as optimistic being at all…

I couldn’t recall those days and those stages
Unless innocent smiles knocked
Me, very frequently!

Anna! One miscall…
Anna! One miscall…
Anna! One miscall…

Unknown face requested me.
How dare m I?
I was smiling… instead to say, no/yes!
                     … Instead to say!

Perhaps! I was smiling…
I was pretending sincerely
Act like

Childhood still awaiting my response
Awaiting my behavior
Awaiting my sincerity

Later,
Sorry! I don’t have phone.
Ask him, he has. I pointed Dr. Sitaram.
And went out

I hurt I myself
On my own cruelty

But,
There is nothing behind childhood
Nostalgic behavior represents childhood
To stretch their hand towards me

Towards you!
Towards family!
Towards society!
Towards everyone’s childhood!

Expecting a miscall for humanity!!


Anna> Elder brother in the Dravidian Language.

Jan 26, 2012

ZEN POEMS

1) The Village finger
Playing with the tea leaves
On the dusty Carpet.

2) Nimble finger slightly
Touching and romancing with the
Youth tea leaf.

3) 2 leaves, 1 awl making
The youth of Darjeeling
Very energetic.

4) Aroma of green gold
Affair with poor hand
Romancing with rich hand.

5) Labor, smile, sweat
Are the flavor of tea
Always experiencing by different Tongue.

6) There will be no taste
In tea, without the smile
Sprinkle in the garden.

7) Very cunning hand, snatched
 The pretty bite from the honesty villagers.

8) Going up coming down
Peshok itself has unique beauty
On the lap of Darjeeling hill.

9) Nearby my home
Falls on Zen, I never influenced
By it.

10) Ever in the millet field
Dove, come to see me,
I appreciate its peace.

11) Preoccupied mind, goes up to the hill
But foothill is awaiting.

12) Tragic death, historic moment
Fly over the consequence.

13) In frigid winter
Darjeeling looks very
Romantic and  pretty.

Nov 4, 2011

Do not disappoint me:-(

No matter
What the hell is going on…?
In my Nation, in my Emotion.
Coz, suddenly fluctuate
The blood pressure in the Village.

But, the thing is that,
Do not disappoint me.

I don’t like
The person who disappoint me
Because, I am a kind man and
Wholehearted too.

So, do not bother me
About saying the Nation.

If I angry,
It will lose the temper
If I lost the temper
It will lose the sense.
If I lost the sense
You will treat me as a mad…

And you know that,
Mad can do anything for Existence.
It is reliable and birth right also,
That is why, I am talking about
The Existence of Darjeeling.

Oct 1, 2011

Zen Garden

Lovely,

Peaceful and

a very attractive,

Garden for the lover.

Lover who loves the nature,

Who find the love

in everywhere. Come

and sit here on

the floor to

feel the nature.

Just for a while

keep the body,

Soul and Spirit

in the meditation

to make the love,

lovely, peaceful and

a very attractive mind

in the Zen garden.

Sep 9, 2011

There is a Nation!

Unique beauty of the nature,
Beside snow field, above the cloud,
There is a nation…Darjeeling.

Up to the hill,
Down to the foothill,
Few slope, more zigzag way to the countryside
Very artistic feature of this nation.

Narrow road towards the town
Muddy path towards the village
Very gentle steps toward the home.

Steps for the home
Paths for the village
Roads for the town
Gracious gift for this nation.

It has green gold
It has white gold and
It has natural gold 
These are the real wealth of this nation.

But, it
Doesn’t make the sense, what the real nation has?
What the real nation doesn’t?

All are diluting
All are mashing
By the fluent words, with the tricky mind.

No such care from u
No such response from u
No such …?...?...?...?...?

No such intimate being a part of the country.

In this matter,
No objection my honor!
But, let me know the answer, if somebody asks me.

Are u Indian?

Jul 22, 2011

The Inner Man

How?
Can I make you understand!

Still I am thinking,
Still I am sinking,
Under the traditional value
Whenever, I am fighting for you to feed.

Make you silent
Make you polite
Make you satisfied
Are not only the matters.

The matters
Whoever asking you to live life,
as human being.

Right from the beginning,
Maya, Mane ever plucking the tea leaves,
This has become the tradition in our tea garden.
But Maya, Mane
Never getting much more
Glow on their cheeks,
Never getting smile on lips
Never getting complements on their hand.

How?
Can I make you understand!

Still I am thinking
Still I am sinking
Under the commercial value
Whenever, I am fighting for you to feed.

That only the reason why
See! Others
Feel! Others
And make changes
However, the needs make you deserve.

Break the traditional blindness!
Break the traditional sincerity!
Break the traditional thinking!
Break the traditional value!
These are suppressing you!!

Apr 14, 2011

Somewhere in the world



People are Dancing and Singing
People are Romancing and Enjoying
People are Suffering and Facing Cannibal Holocaust
Somewhere in the world.

Few are Homage
Much more are Damage in
the terrible Tsunami of Humiliation,
Somewhere in the world.

Few are saying their favorable life
Much more are praying for their miserable life
Somewhere in the world

Somewhere in the world
Somewhere in the world
Somewhere in the world

Few have certain smile
Much more have an uncertain smile
who are surviving under the same roof,
Somewhere in the world

Somewhere in the world
Tremendous Ego ruins the mankind
those who are permanently blown away
by the jealousy of landslide

Somewhere in the world
Hurricane devastating the human behavior
to loyal inhuman behavior.