Pradeep Kumar Rat:
Kazi Nazrul Islam—When I hear this name, I remember a fiery utterance, “Forever, the best mam Shir!” Rebellion, betrayal, the spirit of liberation - these are the last impressions of his face. But I, a devoted Nazrul devotee, know that this thunderous voice was tender in the poet's heart like a child's tenderness, humor and unrelenting love of life.
Nazrul is not only a poet, but a wonderful life, he was not tied to life - he was running around life in the rhythm of music, in the cup of tea, in the chatter, his friends. He has also weaved all the crises of his life in the frame of art. This man used to read the scriptures regardless of Hindu-Muslim, and named the boys - Sunny and Nini! He was a tone of voice in such a huge contrast.
I want to live in his ideals, be brave, and be gentle, to make friends feel like, money, love, and love to prevent the breakdown of society like him—in laughing, shy and rebellion. I would have once had the opportunity to hold his hand, saying, “What's the matter?” Come on, sing it!"
Nazrul is not just a poet, but in his laughter I hear a song of secret pain in his laughter, and his poem is a map of my liberation. A man who cooked for the poor from the starving, revolutionizing the song, he is not just the ‘national poet’ - he is an eternal jingle of our heart.
Love Nazrul—because he didn't just write, live, and live strangely!
