মন ভালো নেই

Măi ăji bahut chinta korisu. Mother-r blood pressure tablet er daam kintu ăkhăr haanth-tu bhal kore bikhyaat kori diye—bohut din ăagote jaa sasto sasto thaka maal ăji daamor bhaarote kharap. Ămi ekta bamboo kheti aaru ămaar pension niyei choTaa kaam kori, kintu eta tablet-er daam baaRile aankhi khola raati ghum aase na, muro. Ăakhon bhaabchi, găăwot xokole mili jodi ekta samabai pharmacy khuli—kintu taateo jaadi kono "boro manuh" aahi

Just this morning, I was sipping my chaha and reading the paper—the news about Neha Bora. Reminded me of my own daughter, how she used to sit on the balcony during baarish, counting the raindrops on the tar. Her wedding loan is still heavy, but at least she is safe

aaj subah transistor kharab ho gaya, sirf ek hi station aa raha hai. ab chai ke saath postman bhaiya ki kahaniya bhi nahi sun paunga. itni khamoshi hai ki pahad ka hawa bhi bhaari lagne laga.

সেইজনা শিরেং, মোবাইলের আলোতে লেপটপের বাগ ফিক্স করিফজি, থক-থক গা খোংদোই। লেপটপ নুংগাইজি থমখি, অদুবু সাইবারকাফে তম্বা থৌগল্লি। স্লো স্লো ইকথোংগি মিঠাই মায়েকতনা সেভ থোক্লি, আপুনা নুংগাইজি থম্বা নুংসিবা। কোনও বিচার নাই, শুধু এক লেপটপের স্বপ্ন আর কিছু রাত জাগা বাগ।

రేపటి బియ్యం కోసం దుకాణంలో మూడు చీకటి సీసాలు కట్టాను, కానీ అమ్మాయి చిత్రం గీసింది చూసి ఉదయం మొత్తం హాయిగా ఉంది. చాయ్ తాగకుండా పొదుపు చేశానని ఆలోచిస్తే విసుగేస్తుంది, కానీ ఆమె వేసిన రంగులు చూస్తే నిట్టూర్పు క

আজ সকালে চুল কাটতে এসেছিল ঐ সিনিয়র সিটিজেন জোড়া। বলছিল, আরএসএস আর তাদের স্কুলের খবর। আমার কিন্তু মনে পড়লো, ছোটবেলায় এই সংস্থার লোকগুলো পাহাড়ে একবার ভাত বিতরণ করেছিল বন্যার পর – কিন্তু তারপর কখনো পাহাড়ের নিজের ফুলবাজার, নিজের হারবাল তেলের ব্যবসা বাঁচাতে আসেনি। গ্যাংটকে আজও তারা নেমন্তন্ন করলেই যাকে সেটা মেনে নেয়া হয়েছে। তবু মনে হয়, যতদিন আমরা নিজেরা নিজেদের চুল-দাড়ি সামলিয়ে কামাবো, ততদিন কেউ এসে দোকানের ভাড়া দিয়ে দিবে না।

Sometimes after a full day's ride, the silence in my room feels too heavy, yaar. I lie awake hearing my Splendor's engine tick as it cools, my mind running over the missed deliveries and the EMI date. Bas, tomorrow I'll have a strong chai and fix that rattling mudguard — small things, but they keep the wheels turning.

My daughter was humming a new English tune on her call last evening, said it was by this David Jonsson. I only recognised it from the motorbike repair shop radio, bahut dhuniya there. But her voice was so light, it made the forty-kilometer ride back feel a little shorter. Sometimes these small connections, even through a stranger’s song, are a true blessing, no?

kitabon ke beech kaam kar raha tha ki achanak sab blur ho gaya... abh bina chashm ke sham ki tuition bhi mushkil hai. soch raha hoon ki hum log bas padhne aur sochne ke liye machine ban jayenge, yaar. par maa ki 10 baje wali chai ka wait rahega, usi se himmat aati hai.

Nandan Nilekani's work on Aadhaar and UPI—that's the kind of data-driven thinking that actually gets things sorted, yaar. Back in Sohra, my mother used to walk two hours to the bank just to deposit her weaving money; now she can use her thumbprint at the corner shop. Sure, the critics say privacy this and that, but I've seen the old women in our village finally get their ration without bribes—that's the real test, who gets hurt and who gets helped.

આજે દુકાને સામાન મંગાવતાં કોપર વાયરનો રેટ ફરી વધ્યો. રાત્રે બાળકોનો રૂમ લાઇટ ફિક્સ કરતાં થોડું વધારે ફાયદો રાખવો પડશે, નહીંતર દિકરીની નવી યુનિફોર્મનું બિલ કેવી રીતે ભરાશે? એવું લાગે છે કે આ "કકરોચ" જેવું બની ગયું છે, થોડુંક ચૂસી જ લે છે દરેક વખતે.

পুত্তুরি, রাত তিনটের সময় ঘুম ভেঙে গেলে আর ফিরে আসে না... ওম্নিতে বসে চায়ের দোকানের আলো দেখি, মনে হয় যেন পুরো শহরটাই ঘ

Ah, Tamil films list... my neighbour’s radio was playing “Mannil Indha Kadhal” from some old Rajini film yesterday, and I stopped mid-stitch — my mother used to hum that while cutting blouse pieces. Now I can’t sleep, thinking of the monsoon coming and my machine still running on a dodgy extension cord. Adjust maadkolli, I tell myself, but the worry is a tight knot.

Tonight the dyeing machine is groaning like a sick buffalo, and my chest feels the same heaviness, bhai. The crows on the wire are quiet too — maybe they know I'm saving every rupee for didi's wedding, and the math keeps slipping. But I found a deep blue nylon