ঘরে ফেরার গান
A person's true homeland lies only in the mind. This line from the film Ontorjatra by Tareque Masud is hard to comprehend without the context. Perhaps, if I specify this idea to the idea of a ‘home,’ maybe it would make a little more sense. How can you even explain why it feels home in some strangely unfamiliar places sometimes? While some people don’t even feel home on their own so called ‘home?’ Is home more about the people than the place itself? I would think so. Had it never occurred to you that the same place felt dramatically different over the course of time? Keeping apart the discussion of what is, and what is not home, let’s dive into the sheer tragedy of losing the coordinate of the space-time that we call HOME! “আমি প্রায়, এখনো খুঁজি সে দেশ জানি নেই অবশেষ মারিচীকা হায়, স্বপ্ন দেখায় শৈশবে আর ফেরা যাবে নাতো নেই পথ নেই হারিয়ে গেছে সে দেশ।” Maybe it all started on the night, when I had been sobbing in my bed, back in my home, before leaving that place forever on the q
