"Eternal Sonatas..."

My Dear Bato/Our Dear Bato-- Our school friend

Last evening Bato, alias Somnath Mukherjee went on to live in another world-a world that would be an everlasting mystery until the the final beckoning. This is not an elegy or a lament for our dear friend.I am not counting all of his goodness nor do I intend to express my profund grief.
This is just a tribute from all of us Nobilians-the once-inhabitants of the famed De Nobili School, CMRI, Dhanbad for a simple and a honest guy , full of frolics and fun, with that childish element intact.
On behalf of Nenu, Lomri,Rugo, Chorbi, Lengti, Gondo,Odo and all other friends and kins-I dedicate this one for Bato.
This one is for you Bato.:)
We all love you.You are with us, within us.
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A path that leads to the Immortal scapes,
A Paradise dwelled by Divinity's grace,
A journey abrupted by the Inevitable's usher.
When Death-"the leveller", outlived the earthly solace.

From an earthly song to a Celestial Opera,
From unsung dreams to The Truth's surreality(strangeness),
From Mamma's entwined heart to the Beckoning Wombs,
A passage from home to the undying Sabbatical.

Indrajit Ghosal

Sinner

Paths strewn with vices since ages across,

face smeared with layers of coldness gross,

nursing the tender hurted heart so gray,

that wounded many hearts, bleeds in disarray.

Many kind souls tendered the Sinner's world,

the Sinner echoed the feelings humble,

And lo! what came upon the Sinner often,

Those hearts he bruised,in acts of inane.

"Sinner, sinner," resonates the long void,

Salvation he seeks from all and Almighty-

he walks now to the awashed heartshore ,

Salvation awaits at the horizon's door.

Copyright(c)IndrajitGhosal 2008