Dr. Ranjit Dutta MA, M Phil, Ph D, is a bilingual Poet, Novelist, Critic, lyricist and Translator and published in Assamese, English language. He has authored three novels in Assamese namely “Keijonman Bondhu dutiman Golpo Aru Ekhon Upayanakh”, “Kolahirar Dekholoi” and “Nishter Kothare”.
He has translated six volumes of poetry in Assamese such as “Hridoyot Junak”, “Kehraj Buliya Anubhob”, “Kobita Mur Mouna Prohoror”, “Niribili Nijanote”, “Hur Eti Diyana”, “Hunyata Aru Kulaholor Dumujat”.
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Translated five volumes of world poetry from English to Assamese such as “Esati Hugodhi Moloya Part I, II and III” and “East Wind”. “Flows Like a River” from Assamese to English, “Tumer Sokulur Hekh Tupaltu” from English to Assamese and “Hei je Anurag” from Hindi to Assamese.
He has also published another translation works of poetry from Bengali to Assamese with his co-poet Rajarshi Patranabis entitled “Nirjon Soikot – Luit Hoogli” of west Bengal. Poetry of Dr Dutta is also published a cross various anthologies as well as in various eminent journals of the country. He is the recipient of State and National Awards. He has been associated with various social activities particularly in the field of education and Assamese Poetry. He was also awarded “Somaj Pran” and “Somaj Ratna award” for his brilliant contribution towards the society and also “Anubad Ratna” award for his outstanding contribution in translation of poetry to various languages.
In the land of beauty In the realm of nature’s grace, The mountain peak Touches the sky, Where the snowy beds ascend. The mount adorned in pristine white Where a jewel in the crown basking in golden sunrays. An icy embrace where The harmony does sleep.
A tapestry of snowflakes Delicately spun, Glistering like diamonds, Well beneath the rosy morning Sun. An ethereal landscape, Untouched and pure, Where dreams unfold and hopes endure. The mountain whispers The stories of love and hatred Conquerors and sages A silent witness of battles fought and lost, A testament to the human spirit’s utmost. The wide bed of snowflakes, A miracle of nature, A treasure so fine. Through the age I have stood serene, A emblem of beauty Eternal and pristine of my love’s smile and tears.
Beside The New Mosque By success, I mean paradise. Dwellers of paradise find absolution from their daily sins on a daily basis. That is why, to me, the truly…
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