What is marriage or relationships for? For companionship? For friendship? or for fun of three –five minutes or its about a truth of life? Being person of holding single status I often wondered for what people indeed jumped into a relationship or bonded with someone even for few days? For what? To accept the basic truth of life that we can not live alone or for following a social custom? I mean I do not know how many relationships indeed based on so called love? I also do not know the real meaning of love, whether it’s actually divine or just another part of same coin whose other part is lust?

The questions are endless and answers I guess can only given by the life itself.

What is history?

A history will emerge

An experience will count

And with varying degrees of sympathy

We will be ashamed

Is this some kind of glory

That falsifies our eternity ?

In search of 'me'

This poem is dedicated to my friend Arkaprovo Ghosal and all of those who lost their first love. I have seen him how much it is difficult to differentiate love from life. ‘To live a life’ is completely different from ‘fall in love’ and it’s not mandatory to have the person whom we loved most with us. Sometimes, we just do not have any other choice than compromise.perhaps that make us human beings......


It was Her
It was the beginning
It was the fate
because it was love
Now, its life
Its not the beginning
Its not Her
Its not love
Its a need