Today 14th of april is New year for the bengalis all over the world.Nobo Borsho marks the new year day as per the the Bengali calender and is celebrated in West Bengal with great fervor and joy. Nobo Borsho (নব বর্শ) is the Bangla term meaning New Year (Nobo= new and Borsho=year). It is also popularly called Poila Baishakh (পইলা বৈশাখ) or the first day of Vaisakh month which is the first month of Bengali calendar and it marks the beginning of the Bengali Year 1419 ( 2012-2013 as per English calendar)
I just wanted to share this information with all of you and one magical thought which my Mom shared with me few months back.
I was discussing one of my stories with my mom one day when she told me, pen it down,share it if you want to but write about it now, while the words are still in your garden. I was a bit puzzled at first but it became clear when she told me music and words are there in this universe constantly changing and forming patterns to create new tunes, poems and stories. And they travel and caress every heart that listens , every soul looking out for them. But they dont stay in one place for long. if you embrace that tune or thought, its yours and the the tunes and words will change the pattern again and begin a new journey to next host.
she told me to embrace my thoughts and give them a shape while they are fresh and then weave them to make a beautiful score or poem or story. And if you delay or neglect them someone else will invite them in their world and your words will be theirs may be better may be not ,but they will not be yours any more..
I knew what she was trying to tell me and it was a wonderful way to send me that message . So today Instead of pondering over the first though which caressed my soul, i just wrote about it. Just a little bit about my Culture,my Roots, my Country.
I am posting a Bangla song for all of you. Hope you will listen to it.
In this song a lover complains to his companion why she doesn’t love him the way the nature does.
He says why don’t you smile at my words like the flowers smile at bees, why don’t you come to me like the spring does to the earth
or float in my dreams like the clouds in the sky, why don’t you embrace me like the air embraces the moonlight
like a bird chirps in its nest calling her mate why dont you love me like them…
Hope you enjoyed it , Have a great weekend 
