Poet Amirul Bashar's journey in the cultural field in our country started years ago even before his school days ended. He was involved in the library movement and humanitarian organizations in the district of Satkhira. Bashar has edited several little mags, worked with a theatre organization and published four books of poetry besides his recent Sorobore Sorosij, published in February 2019. He is a recitation artiste and publishes a regular literary periodical entitled 'Samprotik'.

His other books of poetry are: Neelchokh (Blue eyes, 1992), Neel Aranya (Blue forest, 2008), Krishnopokkher chand (The moon of the dark fortnight, 2010) and Kobutar Upakhyan O Anyanya Kobita (The episode of dove and other poems, 2012). He is editor of the following books: Onushilon (collection of poems for recitation, 2010), Kanthalichapa (a collection of selected stories, 2011) Communism-er Mulniti O Anyanya Proshonga (Fundamentals of communism and other issues, 2011), selected poems from little mags (2013) and Premer Podaboli (Verses of love, 2017)

Samprotik Prokashoni has brought out the deeply touching words of his heart in Sorobore Sorosij with the cover design by Artist Mostafiz Karigar. It is a book of love for nature and women, social concern, village life and memorable experiences in the family. It expresses simple truths with subtle images drawn from the surrounding. The poet does not talk in any complicated way, rather focuses on sending the message home.

Poet Bashar's messages are for peace in society, resolution of conflicts in our political environment, fulfilment of the basic rights of our working people, etc. In his poem 'Bristy Jhore Jhoruk' ( Let the rain fall), the poet describes the power of rain in bringing peace in the world and in the last line he hopes for the change of the minds of our rival political leaders so that they sit together in a dialogue. So it is obvious that he wants a peaceful solution to the existing political conflicts, no radical change.

Poet Amirul Bashar has seen unnecessary killings, injustices, harmful petty quarrels in the name of politics, our national resources getting lost in the hands of thieves and expresses his anger at such things. Yet his anger is confined within a limit; it never bursts into a flame of rage. He regrets for the sorry state of society and wants to see things in a normal condition of peacefulness, but does not call for the necessary actions to make that happen.

Some poems in the book deal with personal and family matters, which may fail to attract readers' attention for their prosaic nature and not-so-exciting contents. Yet, Bashar's poetic capacity and insight is unmistakable in several of his poems. 'Chhoa' (Touch) is one of these. He touches his beloved with his mind, not with body; she is in the sky as there is the moon; he sows her in his heart as 1 stands beside 2; his heart flies to the sky when he sees the flower in the braid of his beloved.

Women, nature, butterflies, fireflies, grasshoppers, the Bengali months of winter and Agrahayan and rural beauty play on his mind. He is a man of family and committed to social peace and development. Questions are hardly raised about the existing human relations. His poems do not waken the mind with shock but soothe it with words and images.

Poet Bashar writes, 'The cloth of fog has kept this winter under cover; dew drops sit like tears far away and the grassshopper stares unblinking; sound of conch rises in the rural evening; the sweet ajan of magrib comes floating; incense burns in the heart and the smoke rises from the Suhrawardi Udyan.

Poet Bashar composes poems in a simple and understandable language. He takes readers in a journey to their everyday world to see it in a new perspective of love and beauty. There will not be any new awakening in the matter of ideas, but undoubtedly invalauble new perspective and outlook await for readers in Bashar's Sorobore Sorosij.