Sometimes pain of separation is tangible in Pasha's poems as in, 'Just Beyond the Moon’ a woman misses her dead husband: “Now she smiles and simply waits/ for the day she'll join him soon/ for she knows he is waiting there/ somewhere just beyond the moon.” Pasha remembers her daddy and in the comment she rightly says:” There will always be a hollow deep inside that nothing can ever fill …nothing… he took away a piece of our hearts forever with him…I am sure I will never know a man like him ever again in my life…”

Love is extended from men to animals in Pasha’s poems. In a tag she quoted Will Rogers: “If dogs don’t go to heaven, I want to go where they go”. Will Rogers may be unaware that in Hindu mythology, dogs go to heaven even before men. A dog accompanied the most religious man of the Mahabharata, Yudhisthir. Anyway, Payel’s postings are all creative marked by her profuse sense of humour. The photo that she has tagged with her poem ‘Split’ is enough evidence of it.

I am scared of Professor Bina Biswas, one of the most prolific writers of Facebook posts. She is a professor, researcher, translator and above everything a poet. With abundant sense of humour, thousands of profile picture changes captivate the heart of all young and old. I met Bina on the Facebook and the very first day I quarrelled with her on her frequent change of profile pictures. But Bina’s enemies cannot last for a long time. She has a very friendly heart that takes care of each and every pain and pleasure of her friends.

I met her in a seminar where the Akademy award winning writer of English dramas, Mahesh Dattani graced the audience by his welcome address and the question and answer session. Bina with all her scholarship sat silent and did not come to the dais even for once although it is she who arranged for everything from fixing the itinerary for Dattani, to his staying in Kolkata. At Bhajahari Manna, one of the biggest food centre of Kolkata, Bina told me about her desire for translating Dattani’s plays. She preferred to translate Final Solutions.

Thus outside Facebook too, Bina is very much active. Bina remembers everything, from the Birthday of Bankim Chatterjee to Reality Show. Everything is under her scanner. She translates Tagore’s poems so nicely, sometimes readers of Facebook cannot realize it even.They are so lyrical even after the translation with the meaning of Tagore’s original poem kept intact. Sometimes Bina writes her own poems - ‘Hospital Poem’,’The Inevitable Fall’,or ‘Dead Man’ are a few. In the last one there is a beautiful stanza where the last line is liked by Mahesh Dattani: “White sheets wrapped around/ clutching one another/ like creepers on pipes/ Night, sleep and stars/ blazing in their eyes/ 'eyes I dare not meet in dreams’!”

Bina is so honest, she at once posted for Dattani, “Oh Mahesh you liked the line of Eliot it is in quotes: ( “This is Bina Biswas, straightforward, dashing and bold enough to call a spade a spade. But yet she is a lovely person with all lyrical feelings and all the weaknesses of a woman. She loves posting photos of herself in various moods. She likes Baul songs and even posted the pictures of the man singing of Bengal folk life. Even Mahesh Dattani comments on her love of the Bauls of Shantiniketan: “The excellent picture of the baul somehow captures his inner beauty. You are very fortunate to be spending time with such gifted souls.” The freedom from all illusions is a great property in Bina’s nature. She can write easily: “I took no tearful leaving/ and bade no good-byes/ when they talked of love and breaking/ I wrote stories of lies/ and saved my injured feelings/ when 'it was time to go/ behind the cloud there was a moon / I saw through my window.” This kind of feeling, though sweet, lingers long after I close the page of Bina on the Facebook. After all, our sweetest songs are those that talk of saddest thoughts.