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The Poem - BIDROHI (The Rebel)
By - Kazi Nazrul Islam
Recitation By - Kazi Sabyasachi




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Disclaimer ...

I am unable to Translate this Masterpiece ..
Forget about me ..
I Don't think that , Anyone Anywhere , Not Even a Super Scholar , in this World , will Ever Dare to even Try to Translate this Whole Poetry and Be Able to Do Proper Justice to It ..

Unfortunately , we have No Other Option than to Realise It Through It's Original Version in Bengali , to Touch the Core of the Soul of this Divine Creation ..

So ..
I will Try my Best , to Translate only a few Fragments from It , some of my Favourite Lines ..
Please Forgive me , if I make any Mistake during this Daring Attempt ..


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" Balo Bir ...
Balo Unnato Mamo Shir .. "

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O Bravest Of All ..
Say , I Never Surrender ..

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" Mor Ek Haate Baanka Baansher Baanshari ..
Aar Haate Ranaturja .. "

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There is the Surreal Flute on my One Hand ..
While , the Battle Drums on the Other One ..

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" Aami Jahannamer Aagune Bosiya Haasi Pushper Haasi .. "

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I am the Only One ,
Who Can Smile the Purest Innocent Smile , Even Within the Inferno of Hell ..

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" Aami Manab Danab Debotaar Bhoy ..
Bishwer Aami Chiro Durjoy .. "

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I am the Greatest Fear for All ..
For Humans , Demons , Gods ..
I Am The Invincible ..

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" Jobe Utpiriter Krondonrol Aakashe Baatashe Dhanibe Naa ..
Jobe Atyacharir Khargo Kripan Bhim Ranabhume Ranibe Naa ..
Chiro Bidrohi Ranaklanto ..
Aami Sei Din Habo Shanto .. "

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When , the Cries of all Innocent Victims , Won't Roam through the Air Anymore ..
When , the Swords of Oppressive Outrageous Dictators , Won't Rule the Battleground Anymore ..
I Am , the War-weary , Rebel Forever , Will Rest In Peace at Last , only on That Day ..

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" Aami Bidrohi Bhrigu ..
Bhagabaan Buke Enke Diy Padachinho ..
Aami Srashtasudan Shok Taap Haana Kheyali Bidhir Bokho Koribo Bhinno .. "

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I am the Rebellious Bhrigu (Ancient Indian Saint) ..
Who , Markes the Footstep on the Chest of God ..
I will Reap Open the Heart of the Ignorant God ..
Who Brings Merciless Injustice upon the Innocents ..

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" Aami Chiro Bidrohi Bir ..
Bishwa Charaye Uthiyaachi Eka Chiro Unnato Shir .. "

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I Am , The Eternal Rebel ..
I Have Risen Through All The Creations Always ..
The Sole Survivor Through All the Challenges ..
I NEVER SURRENDER .......

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Kabi Kazi Nazrul Islamer Uddeshye Aamar Koti Koti Pranam ...

My Endless Tribute and Salute to the Legendary Poet Kazi Nazrul Islam ...

Mahakabi Kazi Nazrul Islam Jee ke Charnon main meri Koti Koti Naman ...

I am just a #disabled #bipolar #creative #visionary, looking to bring my vision to life, so that I can live today and create a positive future for tomorrow. I capture the world through my lens, as I see and interrupt the scene, I create weird art as it fills my head, I sometimes write strange very short stores, and create odd sounds and music at times. For more please visit 2ndshot.photos/Help thank you.

I am just a #disabled #bipolar #creative #visionary, looking to bring my vision to life, so that I can live today and create a positive future for tomorrow. I capture the world through my lens, as I see and interrupt the scene, I create weird art as it fills my head, I sometimes write strange very short stores, and create odd sounds and music at times. For more please visit 2ndshot.photos/Help thank you.

Eccentricity and impulsiveness at its height

I'm in Dayton, Ohio for a few days and wasted no time checking out some of the interesting things around the city. Wikipedia lists the Dayton Art Institute as one of the top 10 best art museums in the United States. Founded in 1919, and moved to a new building in 1930, it contains more than 20,000 objects spanning 5,000 years.

Initially, walking through the first corridor had drawings on the walls that looked like they were done by school kids and not professional artists. I had a feeling of 'I could do this shit' but it wasn't until 30 minutes of moving from room-to-room that the 'real' artwork started to appear and some really amazing paintings, sculptures and artifacts were on display. Most of the works were behind glass, some had railings as a reminder not to touch, some were in pedestals with acrylic covers so you can walk around and see the work from all views.

Photos were permitted as long as you didn't use a flash. The problem I found was surrounding lighting reflections in the protective glass often obscure the things I wanted to photograph and moving the camera to an angle where the reflections were minimized distorted the view so it was nearly a waste.

For me, the most impressive painting was called 'woman of the directory 1883' by American artist Charles Sprague Pearce who was active in France. From 4 feet away it had photo-like qualities. I Googled the name and there's a company AllPainter selling reproductions of his work for a few hundred dollars.



More later~~

Its a Pakistani tv serial. Unfortunately the English subtitles are not available. But I can translate it into English if somebody asks me to.
I am sharing one of the episodes of that serial.

Tag.) MD reprint...date: 01/26/ 2015....

Storm warning....( Strong Astrophysics..
O918................. O124...red.
5554..rock city.....white. 3835.
.....the. bell.) ....... ...........2250....
3526..washing............6 2 0 9...de moli$h.
2333. Town

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5859..ruined.
... epilogue....
481..meteor Footnote
.o32. made in China
513...when toilets explode....
..25th Edt. Uncle John's fully loaded bathroom reader.
..page & verse.

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Maybe just happy

Think I'm just happy

My heart is broke
But I have some glue
Help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover ...
Have a hangover

Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Maybe just happy

Think I'm just happy
I think I'm dumb


As the situation is that we are confined on earth permanently, the only possible means maybe self-modification through genetics, and then become cyborg. At least there is no other way out here, cells perish as a failet experiments of the parents.
And i'm seeking companion on the line, who can do experiments together and better also a scifi enthusiast. No mental games.

When I was 18 years old I had a piggy disease, it complicated to meningitis. So I've get to the hospital they did me puncture to the spine.
When I came back to school I've had to do some art work for final high school exam.
The experience in the hospital inspired me to create the graphic picture, which I called mind and soul...

The teacher told me to do the second art work for the same theme.
Near the local hospital there is a statue of a man with raised arms. It inspired to me to create the second part of a diptych "Mind And Soul".
Some of the buildings I draw by looking at the cover box of plastic coated playing cards. Some I've draw from my imagination. The mountain's from a computer game we use to play with the friend on "Sega" platform.

At the end of the exam I got estimate of 100 percent.
Of course there was a theory part, but I have also get an estimate of 100 percent.

It was 20 years before.