Chakri ta aami pey gechhi Bela shunchho
Ekhon aar keyo aatkate paarbe na
Shombondho ta eyee barey tumi bhenshtey deete paaro
Ma ke bole dao beeye tumi korchho na

Chakri ta aami pey gechhi Bela shotyi
Aar matro koyakta mash byas
Startingeyee ora egaro sho debe, teen mash porey confirm
Chup kore kenoe, Bela kichhu bolchho na

Eta ki 2441139
Bela Bose tumi parchho ki shune
Das baro baar wrong number periye tomake peychhi
Debo na kichhuteyee harate
Hullo 2441139
Deen na deke Bela ki ekti baar
Meter jacchey bere eyee public telephoney
Jorori, khoob joruri dorkaar

Shopno ebaar hoye jaabey Bela shotyi
Etoe din dhore etoe opekha
Rastar kotoe shosta hotel bondho cabiney
Bondi dujoneyer rudroh shaass koto protikha

Aar kichhu din tar porey Bela mukti
Kasba’r oyee neel devaler ghor
Shada kalo eyee jonjaler bhora mithe kothar shohore
Tomar aamar laal neel shongshor

Eta ki 2441139….
….Jorori, khoob joruri dorkaar

Chup korey kenoe eki Bela tumi Kaandchho
Chaakri ta aami pey gechhi shotyi
Kanna-kaati holla-haati’r shomoye gechey beriye
Hullo, tumi shuntey parchho ki

Eta ki 2441139….
….Jorori, khoob joruri dorkaar


(I got the job, Bela are you listening
Nobody can stop us now
You can let the marriage proposal go
Tell your mother that you will not marry him

I got the job, really!
Just another few months
I’ll start with Rs 1100 and get confirmed in three months
Why are you quiet Bela, why aren’t you speaking?

Is this 2441139
Bela Bose can you hear me?
I got through after 10 wrong numbers
Am not going to let go that easily.
Hullo. 2441139
Please call Bela to the phone once
The meter’s ticking on the public phone
And it is really really important

All are dreams shall come true now Bela
All the waiting for so many days
Sitting in closed cabins of those countless road-side restaurants
Two people trapped, the long sighs and the long wait

A few more days Bela, and then we shall be free
Blue walls in our house in Kasba
In this city of lies filled with black and white garbage
Shall be our world of red and blues

Is this 2441139…
….And it is really really important

Why are you quiet Bela, are you crying?
I have really got the job
The time to cry and the time to grieve has passed
Hullo, can you hear me?

Is this 2441139…
….And it is really really important)

~ 2441139, Anjan Dutta

I have been downloading Bengali songs tonight and have got into a very nostalgic mood. I was in Class XI when I had first heard this song that I have posted. And I remember I had started crying. The plight of the person who sings had torn my heart. Why wasn’t Bela Bose responding? Was she too oversome with emotions to respond? Or was it her mother listening to her ardent boy-friend’s talk? Had Bela Bose already gotten married? Or had she frustrated by the hopeless situation committed suicide? A million questions unanswered.