All of a sudden I wrote this for a short story in my ISC

Mousumi bayu

- rituchakra, dirgho dagdha din gulir seshe ashe mousumi bayu o songe niye ashe brishti, prokritir ek oporup shrishti, daruno agni baner hath theke mukti

- prothome kerala tarpor nijer nirdisto poth anushare eshe pouchoy amader ei sonar banglay

- esho shyamolo shundara

- tarunyar protik

- pagla haoay, badol dine, pagol sobar mon neche othe

- gram banglay chashir mukhe hashi, majhir bhatiyali gane aar bauler polli gite charidik bhore othe, polli poribeshe bodol nojore pore

- sohure adhunikota, koto kobita lekha, bangla band-er gan rachana

- brishti nesha dhora sandhya belay telebhajay kamod o adda, koto kotha – khelar rajniti, rajnitir khela, prem o protighat.

- apamor bangalir kache moushumi bayur obodan ei kintu

- amar kebol mone pore ekta khin kontho swar, hospital er bed-e shuye amar barir kajer mashir meye amay bolechilo – kalo megh, domka haoa, ekta chena much, golir ondhokarer arale tar sorboshya lut kore niye chilo, take somajer choke noshto kore diyechilo….

- shedin ratri kedechilo, jokhoni mousumi bayu niye ashe oi kalo megh gulo ami bhabi, manush ki eto nishthur hote pare, e prithibi te ki tader jayga ache, tader ki kono bichar nei ?