




I am Taleb Master of Talsonapur.
For the past forty years till beginning of this day,
Making transaction with lesson plan
Day in and day out,
(Pardon me Sir, You may easily recognize me, if you so try)
How dare I make such a claim?
When I set out searching
I recollect many innocent young faces and bright eyes.
Listen! I take pride in telling all these.
Many of them are now celebrities!
They might not recognize Taleb Master of the village patshala,
(An impoverished village school.)
You will identify them if I give their names.
I pray to God for making them even more famous!
I am quite old now, ageing
My back has been twisted
And my vision is blurred.
Now I ponder over,
Should I write down
The story of my life before it is too late?
From Rabi Babu to Tarasankar Bandopadhyaya
And many more big guns!
Chatterji, Mukhopadhyays and Bandhopadhyayas
You may tell a tale of hundreds more
All very famous indeed!
Lo! Manik Babu,
Have you heard a story where there is no iota of romance, but stories real?
Pathetic though – Mine a sensitive soul-
A Tale of Bangladesh indeed!
Nomoskar (Greetings)
My respected Sir, I am that poor Taleb Master of Talsonapur!
(Incomplete)
(Tr Anwarul Karim)
My personal contact with Dr Ashraf Siddiqui
I heard about Dr Ashraf Siddiqui during my student life. I read his poems and knew him as a great scholar. But I first met him personally when my book on Lalon was first published in 1963, the year Lalon Academy was established with my initiative and direct assistance of the then Deputy Commissioner, Kushtia, QG Ahad. I was then a teacher in the Department of English, Kushtia College. During Pakistani period Lalon festivals were organised. Dr Muhammad Shahidullah, Professor M Mansuruddin, Dr Ashraf Siddiqui and Dr Mazharul Islam among many others attended these programs. After Independence, I organised 200 Birth Anniversary of Lalon Shah on a large scale. It was attended among others by scholars and musicians of Bangladesh and West Bengal, India. Professor Asutosh Bhattacharya, Professor Asit Kumar Banerji of Calcutta University, Professor Nirmalendu Bhowmik, Professor Tushar Chattopadhyaya, Professor Sanat Kumar Mitra, Professor Dulal Choudhury. Musicians Nirmalendu Choudhury, Bal Krishna Menon, Purna Das Baul, Gauri Bhattacharya and student singers from Rabindra Bharati and a good number of journalists came from West Bengal, India. Professor M Mansuruddin, Dr Ashraf Siddiqui, Professor Mazharul Islam, Professor Neelima Ibrahim also attended from Bangladesh. The Education Minister of Bangladesh Prof. Yusuf Ali attended the program as the Chief Guest. Dr Ashraf Siddique never missed any program. He preferred to live with the members of my family. He liked food prepared by my wife late Professor Syeda Amena Karim. Kushtia became his second home. Here he lived, feasted and wrote books on Kushtia as a memoir. Dr Ashraf Siddiqui mentioned of this in his memoirs. He loved Kushtia more than any other place. I took him to many places in Kushtia, Shelaidaha Alamdanga, Chuadanga, Meherpur including Mujibnagar, Meherpur. He also attended cultural program at Meherpur Government College along with his wife when I was Principal at Meherpur Government College.
Influence of his village on his life and activities
The village Dr Ashraf Siddiqui lived in his young age was full of natural sights and scenery. It was a village which was located far from the madding crowd. The Bongshai River that moved through his village provided him with food and succor for making him a great poet and writer. The love for the village and the village people and his stay there from time to time also made him a reputed folklorist of worldwide fame. Bongshai was a river Wye of Wordsworth, the Padma of Rabindranath and Dhanshiri of Jibanananda Das to him. In fact, the river Bongshai made a lasting impression on his mind and he could never forget her throughout his life. The following poem on ‘Bongshai’ clearly depicts how deep and lasting were the feelings of the poet for the river. It was a kind of first love for him too. Bongshai was a playmate in his childhood, a beloved in his youth and a motion and a spirit that impels all thinking things and rolls through all objects and of all thoughts in his old age. The river also provided him with a mystic love that shaped his spiritual and moral being:
Uthal patal Bongshai nodir tire
ei gramer namti to Ruppur
Kashphooleri mukut mathay die
tulto a gram bhatialir soor !
ei gramer ekti je sei meye
champa phooler moton chhilo rup.
Keya patay nouko gore gore
vasiye diye dekhto je nischup …
-This hamlet known as Ruppur beside the turbulent river Bongshai, and making rhythm with ripples riptide along the banks tuned with the Bhatiali (a kind of folk song), she moved majestically and wearing the crown of snow-white kashful. And here in this hamlet once lived a village bell who had the image of the beauteous ‘champa’. She used to make a toy boat with keya -leaves and while floating it on river water she looked on as a mute observer.
Our loving great poet and folklorist Dr Ashraf Siddiqui is now very sick, but still he enjoys the moments of pleasure and shares the pangs of pain with his friends and associates. We pray for his long life.
(The writer was formerly a Visiting Scholar, Divinity School. (1985) Harvard University, USA)