User:Himaloy rudra
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[edit] Rizwanul Islam Rudra,
Born on 24th December 1992 at Rajshahi Mission Hospital in Bangladesh. He is a teenager poet with his beautiful words of pessimism, hope, sorrows, violence, innocence, lighter and darker sides of this unsymmetrical earth. When he was in class two, started to write his expectations with pens and pages. As a grown up man, he can feel the variation of this earth...like a lot of sins, brothels, prostitutes-all the underground things and tries to write his poems using own creations and imaginations. At the age of 12 his first poetry book ‘Nimogno Sanglap’ was published and immediately became kindling for the cook fires of the untouchables.
Also, Rudra's name sounds like jibba jabba and his manhood looks like a cheeto.
He had renowned eminent to write that kind of book at a little age. Some of his poem’s name are : Tomader Ei Nogor A (In your city), Sristikorta (The Creator), Nimontrone Obokas (Leisure for your pleasure), Hinota (Bestiality),Kobi (Poet), Coffee which was published in Nimogno Sanglap. In his first poetry book, he had kept some poem’s name by some book’s name of the glourious writer Humayun Ahmed. But now his mentality has been changed. He has been more and more matured with his teenage fantasies. Some of his recent poem’s name are : Dharapat (Calculations), Orbachin Pothik (Young Passerby), Chhera Bonsaier Sapno (Dreams of a tree), Sonali Juddher Prolap (Waiting for a Golden War), Prachin Manobik Sporsho (Old humanities), Fera (Coming Back), Bikkhoto Brishtir Protilipi (Relics of the faded rain) etc. His few words from the poem Dharapat is :
“Aardro kuashaveja snigdho matite
Ekti tibro brishtir phota
Guriye dilo mateer onugulo muhurtei.
Chhoriye porlo matir protiti dhulikona”
He has achieved ‘Monthly Best Poet’ prize from ‘Tangail Shahitta Sangsad’ in April,2006 for his excellent poem Chithi (Letter). In this poem, he has shown the differences between Letter and a Mobile Phone.The last line of this poem is : “Othocho amar prothom chondomoy prem shei holudronga kham a bondi hoye ayotakar shada kopoter danai vor kore obhimani torunir osruveja chokh a veshe uthe aajo-protimuhurte...”
Now he is studying in Bindubashini Govt. Boys High School in Class ix. He has no aim in his life. But when someone wants to ask hi his aim..he just smiled and tell : I want to be nothing.
