Yesterday ,Today and Tomorrow

By International Publishing Centre

Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow, is my first humble attempt to bring out a collection of my poems written over a period of few years. . . However, a few years back while in Canada my life tu​r​ned upside down as a result of a soccer field accident. I had to undergo surgeries as well as rehabilitation to get back on my foot as my left knee was severely injured. This traumatic experience restrained me inside my apartment for almost three years that changed my life altogether. I was unable to move freely and my constant companion was my Toshiba laptop where I watched movies of every possible language and culture to overcome the tremendous pain I had to endure during my treatment. It was during those dark years ​of​ my life ​when  i ​was locked up all by myself in my apartment and restricted to my bed that I first felt the need for putting my thoughts and feelings in the form of poems. 

I had time and my laptop by my bedside that I suddenly started typing out my poems. I do not know if they were of any value or use at that point of time; however, it kept me busy and took my mind of​f​ from the constant pain I had to endure while undergoing rehabilitation in Lethbridge, Alberta, Canada. I really did not remember now how the collection of poems increased by days and I found my words for expressing my inner self. But when I got back to my professional life after those three years, I have been publishing my poems in various magazines and online platforms across different continents. 

 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: International Publishing Centre
• Release date: Dec 19, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393226543

International Publishing Centre

            Moumita Bahubalindra spent her childhood at historical place Moyna Garh. She had born in Kolkata. Her Educational qualification are. M.Sc, D.EL.ED., PhD . She has complited Diploma course in Computer from Webel and also complited the " Bachik Sudhakar" Degree in  Recitation. Her subject is anthropology. She is a Teacher, Poet and Journalist. She has written Poems, News, views in the different magazines and Newspapers.  She was Associated  with "Kalantar", " Jago Bangla", "Biswa Bangla", "Ekdin" etc newspapers. She has attended the program of F.M and "Ananya" program of D.D.-7. She has recited poems at 'Sishir Moncho', 'Nandan', "West Bengal Banbla Acadamy", 'MadhuSudan Moncho', 'InduMati Hall' of Jadavpur Univercity. She has published two Books namely " Samuderer Nil Swapna" "ChandraDhanaya". She was awarded with 'Vivekjoyti Samman' from Channel Vision, Sera Samman -2018 from All India Legal Forum of New Delhi, Kisore Kumar Award from Kolkata.    She has got a certificate from Asiatic Society regarding 'Manuscript Reading' and associated with many Social works.  She has own Magazine "The Tadanta News".She has working Experience from West Bengal State Health Projects. 

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SAIKAT   KUMAR  BASU

International Publishing Centre

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CONTENTS

Reasons for my to live

With love from Canada

Apathy of the rivers

Missed opportunities

A new beginning

United since partition

History is a fiction

Life starts from the scratch

In search of God 

At the dead of the night

Water is life, but 

Life is a teacher 

Happiness

Life is an unpredictable cycle 

Life has a short span

The world is round

Into the orbit of despair

What is universe?

The missing Strength

The duplicate world

Life is deal

Quest for love

I grew up.....because!

Glimpses of the world

Life is believed to come to a full circle

Path to self destruction

The Blue Mountain

Peace

Happy New Year

The New Year prayer

My abandoned childhood

The hollow world 

The image of pain from Assam

Bullet from Peshawar

The blue rose

No one responds

The house with red door and white fence

My only friend, the goose

Colors of life

Remembering you

Journey of a dry leaf 

A little bird

Missing you

Depiction of life

When life is reality

From the streets of Kolkata

I am the child

Searching the meaning of life  

CONTENTS

A glimpse of the snowfall

Hope

I am hungry tonight

Fear

The ocean 

Little pleasure

Drooping branch

Lovely bliss

Lesson from life

Love and pain

Vitality

The small house in the valley

Are we losing the joys of life?

Pains of life

Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow

Lots of duties throughout the day

Give me a hug

Selfishness

Life is a long journey 

The waves

The waving wind moves the sand

Life is a precious gift

The rock

The snow clad birch tree

The geese and my spirit

Dedication to the continent of Africa

Mystic light

Reflections from the past

Life gets ever harder

The Wind

Life as a teacher

The aimless vagabond (based on a dream I had)

Many faces of love

Strength of love

The pain

Life is a story of endless miseries

Scenes from marriage

Black and white: Reflections of Life

Poverty

Life and technology

What is culture?

Life is a worry

Ripples of Life

Sleepless night

Then what to expect from life?

The burning earth laughs

Silent winter

Strength

Life goes in a circle

CONTENTS

Love and humanity

Life goes in a circle

Because true love is bliss

All in the name of humanity and development

Courage to know

True love

In the garden of my dreams

The dark road ahead

In my dreams

All is Well, Gandu and Indian morality

From Born into Brothel to the Padma Nadir Majhi

To my love

Nature

Life is a vital force

Love

Love

Life is strength

Strength

The little baby-a reflection of our own past

The world is a melting pot

Your smile is my joy

The seaside memory

The morning sun

Missing you

To the princess

Cold night

Mystic night

What is love?

Life without you

DEDICATION

DEDICATION

A REALITY called Environment

There will be pollution

The New Paradise Lost: A paradigm shift from Milton 

Strength of a woman

The dog in my dream  (based on a dream I had)

The grandeur of Nature

Peace and calm

Cold and lonely

What is happiness?

A celebration called Life

LIFE

LIFE

Theme of a poem: Growing up form a young kid to a majestic woman

No meaning

The Distance

I have been a coward

The lonely night

To my love

PREFACE

Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow, is my first humble attempt to bring out a collection of my poems written over a period of few years. I am not a trained poet or an expert on English literature. Neither do I have expertise in handling poetic expressions or putting them into words. However, a few years back while in Canada my life tu​r​ned upside down as a result of a soccer field accident. I had to undergo surgeries as well as rehabilitation to get back on my foot as my left knee was severely injured. This traumatic experience restrained me inside my apartment for almost three years that changed my life altogether. I was unable to move freely and my constant companion was my Toshiba laptop where I watched movies of every possible language and culture to overcome the tremendous pain I had to endure during my treatment. It was during those dark years ​of​ my life ​when  i ​was locked up all by myself in my apartment and restricted to my bed that I first felt the need for putting my thoughts and feelings in the form of poems. 

I had time and my laptop by my bedside that I suddenly started typing out my poems. I do not know if they were of any value or use at that point of time; however, it kept me busy and took my mind of​f​ from the constant pain I had to endure while undergoing rehabilitation in Lethbridge, Alberta, Canada. I really did not remember now how the collection of poems increased by days and I found my words for expressing my inner self. But when I got back to my professional life after those three years, I have been publishing my poems in various magazines and online platforms across different continents. 

My family members, friends, peers and colleagues have been constantly pushing to publish a book on selected poems from my electronic archive. Unfortunately, I neither had the time, energy and opportunity to explore the option. I am greatly indebted to my respected teacher as well as my friend, philosopher and guide Dr. Subhobroto Roy Chowdhury for pushing me to co​m​e up with the book. I am also highly grateful to my mentor Prof. Unus Molla for his constant persuasion and encouragement to co​m​e up ​with this volume. 

My sincere gratitude to all the staff and members of the International Publishing Centre for their hard work in making this volume a reality! Without them and their hard work this volume would never have the opportunity to see the light of the day. Last but not the least I would be happy if the readers enjoy my poems like my friends, peers and colleagues. I will then consider my efforts to be truly rewarded. Look forward to hear from the readers

Saikat Kumar Basu

Lethbridge Alberta Canada

FOREWARD

It is my great pleasure to write the foreword for the first collection of poems by Saikat Kumar Basu, my beloved student. I have been encouraging him for quite some time to come up with a volume on his poems ever since I was reading them with great interest. Saikat has been an excellent writer who has shown outstanding productivity in different areas of science communications as well as various research articles and publications. However, I was amazed to come across his poetic expressions and use of language and words that touched my heart and increased my passion for his beautiful poems of different shades and moods. I sincerely believe that readers would love this special volume of his collection of poems of different taste and flavour and the freshness associated with it. This is his first book of poems and I sincerely believe that it will not be the last. I encourage readers to explore across the pages to rediscover his passion for life and solidarity with nature and society.

Dr. Subhobroto Roy Chowdhury

Secretary

The Science Association of Bengal (SAB)

104, D. H. Road, Kolkata 700008, West Bengal, India

DEDICATION

This book  is dedicated to both my parents Mr. Sachaindra Nath Basu and Mrs Sikha Basu for all their love, encouragement and support that I received from them. 

Regards

Saikat Kumar Basu

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Reasons for me to live

Behold the beauty of the princess

Oh moonlit night!

Stop not to shine your light on her

Behold the silence of yours oh dark forest.

As you don’t match the elegance of her silent beauty

Behold your sound you murmuring stream,

As you not as sweet as her beautiful laughter.

Behold your smell if fragrant rose

As you cannot match the intensity of her sweet odour,

Behold your color, you floating clouds.

As she is more magnetic then your splendor in the autumn sky,

Behold your warmth you pleasant sun.

As her warmth makes my days live longer

She is my conscience and the virtual reason for my existence.

With love from Canada

Lay silent dear on my chest

Let the tide of the time pass over us

Let the wind blow over us

Let the bird sing on us

Let the sun provide the light

Let the moon brighten the night

Let the rain wash our face

Let the time loose our race

We stay in each other’s arm

All the time sharing our warmth

Let the dew drops adorn your face

Let the sunbeams join the race

While the world sleeps in peace

We continue to love in bliss

Apathy of the rivers

Life for you and me are like two winding rivers

That started in the high snow clad mountains;

And meandered with vigorous force across the flat plains to meet the ocean.

However, the two winding bends never meet each other

Flowing parallel in different directions towards their final destiny.

But the unpredictable nature changed their courses through an earthquake

And forced them to flow as one united stream

Towards their eternal destination to the ocean;

As one unified flow that bridges the mountain

With the ocean across the vast flat plains

Telling the universal story of love and life.

We may have lives in parallel but we are destined

To be united one day towards the final journey.

Missed opportunities

I have always opted for opportunities that came my way.

Some of them turned positive and helpful;

While some others were costly mistakes.

In spite of the challenge of picking one path

Or other that lay in front of me,

I always decided to opt for one

Rather than leaving it unexplored