Today the southern door is thrown open Come my spring, welcome To sway my heart’s swing Come my spring, welcome. Riding the green...

Rejuvenate me in fresh appearance. The frost-cursed emptied flower bed By the wealth of spring will be richly marveled Dressed in green,...

Read out to me what he has written today My heart be kindled by his distant say Let it bring the fragrance of the fields to my solitary...

Act 1: The Disdain (Songs: 1 – 4) With the spring round the corner, the flower man, the milkman and the vendor of trinkets descend upon...

Hail Boishakh, hail to thee By the divine breeze dispel miseries Empty the year-long debris. Let go of old memories and forgotten ditties...

Home-bound friends open your doors – today is dol. Over the plains, on the waterways, in the woods - feel the roll. Open the door, open...

I am Chitrangada - the princess. Neither a goddess nor a woman, meagre I should never be put on a high alter Never be casually left...

To be saved from trouble is not my plea May danger not frighten me. Let my distress heart not get your comfort But may I win over...

Amidst the lotus pond of my heart A mellifluous melody rings. The lyrics liken sun-washed flow of crystalised elixir. At an unknown depth...

Why lament 'bout miseries all day long When the celebration of life is yet to be all done? When the evening bells will ring By the dusky...