Saswata Roy


Writing is Heredity in Our Family. So, I have started trying from my childhood.  My Mom’s Inspiration & Father’s Tutorial combined help me a lot. Apart from paintings & guitar writing Poems is my hobby. I am a student writer. Usually I write Protest Poems, from feelings, Human Emotions & self-experiences.

I had been a part of the family Moner Kone Nijer Kalam, just five months back.  After joining, I found it to be an intellectual hub granting inner happiness. Here, I can express my thoughts without any hesitation. Every day, I am becoming enriched slowly & gradually. Whenever I make a post they pat on my back....& inspire a lot, wherever I do a mistake, the elders rectify me in cherished way.... ....I love this Family!!

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Mother’s tormenting shrieks serve as my wakeup call
With a jerk from the bed I had a grand fall
Fifteen minutes to get freshened up for school
Fifteen minutes of gulping down the food like a fool

Millions of reflections and plans in mind
Badge, wallet, watch; “Am I leaving something behind?”
A public bus packed with stink, noise and crowd
The thought of carrying completed tasks made me so proud

Gathering for the Morning’s Assembly in utter haste
A sweat drop on my lips had that familiar taste
A hot chat and debate of last night’s scores
Impressed my buddies by announcing Virat’s hit of fours

Reported to the Supervisor for a list of upcoming events
I had my song versed for tomorrow’s show of talent
Attended Physics period with complete concentration
Bunked Chemistry for ‘Farewell skit’ preparation

Got updated by friends with news and popular talks
Got furious by filthy rumors, all in stocks
The bell rang and my Tiffin-box half-empty
Solved problems on Calculus, at-the-most twenty

Was reckoned in between the Mathematics class
Making the duty-list with Prefects was a great fuss
Finally went for my Straw-Art rehearsal
A shout from the Principal – ran “emotions universal”

Let out my frustration in the football field
A 3-1 victory was due to our team’s strong guild
End of the day, I submitted my project
Was instructed to write up a story on any subject

Ceased a fight amongst two rival gangs
Returned home, exhausted, and sat down with a bang
“How was the day?” mother asked in a way very casual
I just murmured, “Huh! Just as usual…”

6 comments:

  1. brilliant combo of mother and son in this grp....with his own excellence he owned every heart by the colour of ink

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    1. Thanks a lot Parna Aunty......indeed it is a fabulous combo :D

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  2. jusssss a wowww creation...remembered my school days..keep it up son..

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    1. Thank you Ritu aunty.....I'm glad that I have successfully brought back those nostalgic memories through my words!

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  3. really great..remembered my school days

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    1. Thank You! I'm happy to remind you of your school days! :D

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