The Poet Qazi Nazrul Islam, reputedly loved by millions in Bangladesh and in Western Bengal province in India, had been called The Boy of Sorrows. In his native Bangla language, the name Dukhu Miah would contextually translate to the Boy of Sorrows. Or the Boy with Sorrows. So much sadness and sorrow surrounded the Little Nazrul Islam that he could ask Providence, God to let him have a bit of the ordinary, joyous life. He scarcely got much of that. Not when he most needed it.

When Qazi Nazrul Islam was blessed with his first child, Bulbul, his joy exceeded all the capacities the universe had.
Qazi Nazrul islam did not know where to put his joy when he needed to take nap or have night’s sleep!
The child Bulbul was more than he could describe in words.
Being a natural born, naturally gifted wordsmith with the power of imagery that he excelled in in his later work, Qazi Nazrul islam woulds have been expected to find enough words to express his feelings of joy at being blessed with the child Bulbul.
As if that were not enough to overwhelm him, the child turned out to be extraordinarily gifted, with a whole array of divine tricks with which to amaze, entertain and delight his father.
Which is why Qazi Nazrul islam could not be the same again when this blessing g of the child suddenly went!
The end of Bulbul’s life meant that Qazi Nazrul Islam gave almost everything to his poetry, his lyrics his own gifts gave him.
That is the single most important event in the life and work of the Rebel Poet.
He composed more than 4000 songs and no-one brings those more to life than Feroza Begum.
To feel the joy and to experience the sorrow, it is absolutely important to listen to Feroza Begum’s Nazrul Geetee/Geeti