the music in my heart i bore...

its a new blog with the nicest favorite songs of mine. i'd try to add as much songs i can. i'll try to add the lyrics too... no matter if it's bangla or english or any other understandable language to me. so come and share with me...

lifearoundme.com

you are welcome to my brand new site lifearoundme.com. i've started writing here from today. first i wanted to move all the post from here to my new site. but now i think i'll continue the both site. so keep coming and keep supporting me. thank you.

restless life

i saw people around me... that amaze me most. life is too busy here for last 15 days. i think that particular 15 days are the busiest days of the year. people are hurrying... like a race. shopping and shopping... taking and giving tips and bonuses. money and money all around… shoppers are hiking higher prices… who cares? i don’t understand how people could afford so many things. never ending traffic jam on the road… who cares? people moving like waves… one goes, another comes. even the beggars are in hurry too…

today on the way back to my home, i saw an ambulance carrying a dead body. they were also in hurry… that made me feel really sorry. i am thinking about the ‘dead person’. i don’t know the person but its true that he/she was also a part of this restless life just few hours ago… may be he/she was a powerful person… may be he/she had a glorious life, but now who cares? may be that’s the amazing part of life. you could count the number of living person who are breathing on the earth right at this moment… but there is no way to count the amount of dead persons… they are just memories and this universe contains memories much much more than current stories. may be as together i am also a part of this restless life but as very individual, i only destine just like few memories…

a 'kiddy' conversation

the place where i live is one of the most crowded area of the city. too many people live here and in every single second something is happening here. first few days it seemed disturbing but now i started like it. today i was walking through a narrow path. three kids were walking before me and were talking loudly about something. it caught my attention and i started walking slowly... behind them...

: if you don't believe you can ask mithu that we really bought a computer... (1st kid)
: who said? you know, how much a computer costs? (2nd kid)
: no no no... he is right. i saw the packets of the computer in abu's house (3rd kid)
: ohhh... which brand? (2nd)
: samsung... black (1st)
: whites are faster than the blacks (2nd)
: how much it was? (2nd)
: 25000 taka (1st)
: i saw a big empty table at your home... why didn't you keep the computer there? (3rd)
: my father has to calculate money... thats why he keeps it at our shop... do you like to go there to see the computer? (1st)

there were a huge crowd then and some people were quarreling there. i lost the kids...

after that i had a strange feelings... they were not from so well of family. computer is a really amazing thing to them. i feel pity for them... again i was happy. the way they are thinking now is a very good sign for our nation.

positive mind

if someone ask me 'how are you?' its very easy to answer 'i am fine' or 'very well' or 'just fine' or something that shows a positive approach. its not like that i always answer that way... but if there is no problem with that, i just do it. i think if i am having a boring job or are in a hurry or having some pressure or in a mental stress and then someone ask me 'how are you' and i answer 'not well', 'very bad', 'no...' etc; that doesn't help me to reduce the pain. moreover there is a provability of increasing my pain.



i think 'how are you' actually not a question... its like a greet and and the way we response it, shows the personality. you'll find some people who always pretend to be unwell. you'll see them laughing, talking... but ask them 'how are you'... they'll rise their nose, make their face sorrowful, stare their eyes to an unseen painful memories and then say 'i am not enough well, that made my life hell... blah... blah... blah...'. i think when we have this question before us... we should take some time, think: is there any problem with me right now? if not, just say with a smile that you are well. try it, i promise it'll certainly make you feel better... even if its not for a long time but at least for several moments.

grey, grey sky...

i've got the quoted poem somewhere in internet and found the picture in my mobile gallery... i had taken those pictures in a gloomy grey day...

Someday I will ride the great bird
Into the sky, into the grey
And will take a bright secret of mine
Into the grey, grey sky.

And the light will come, piercing my eyes
Out of the sky, out of the grey
Come blinding and searing these eyes
Out of the grey, grey sky...
Grey, Grey Sky by Grace Hutton

two birthday cards

i was looking my old files last night and i got few birthday cards those i had designed for my friends. i have a good habit of remembering birthdays and normally i don't forget to greet. these two cards were two biggest surprise... they couldn't even thought about it...

old is gold, new could be platinum!

eBizzSol, house # 171, road # 23, 3^rd floor, mohakhali new DOHS, dhaka

we were here in this building for almost three years and we are going to leave this building in any good day of this month. this place was nice… we had some big neighborhoods like 'bat' (british american tobacco), 'bis' (bangladesh international school) etc. thats why this place was known as an elegant area and this destination was a preferable destination for the taxi drivers. the rickshaw fare was fixed... roads were clean and green, people were nice. there were three verandah on our office floor which were a quick refreshing and private talking (over phone) zone for all of us... still don't have any idea about the communication system of new office or about the neighborhoods. but hope it'll be nice too... the truth is we are mourning for our old location because old is gold and our hearts are drumming because new could be platinum!

a blank weekend

here the weekend is friday... but for my office sunday is the weekend. so i have little problem with adjusting. i get my classes off in friday but i have to attend office, and in sunday i get my office off but i have to attend the classes... and the worst thing is all of my friends get a full weekend in friday and in sunday when my classes are over, i become all alone. i just have to stay at home. so i watch movies on sunday... its movie day for me.



yesterday i saw two movies... 'teen kanya' and 'lion of the desert'... two marvelous movies. first i saw the teen kanya (three daughters)... it contains three different short stories of rabindranath tagore. when i was watching 'the postmaster' i just astonished with the talent of satyajit roy. its a nice famous story... but the movie is simpler than the simple story.

and after watching the 'lion of the desert' i thought myself stupid... why i didn't watch it before? i've added it to my most favorite list... and this weekend doesn't seem blank to me anymore...

'love around me'

people say many things about love; i say its the only hope to live on the earth. in my 26 years experience, i saw its very easy to fall in love but thousand time harder to express the love. i don't have such experience yet. i never needed to say my parents or my family how much i love them. i've fallen in love for several times... but i always kept it in myself and never tried to express it...



i started like a girl few month ago. she is in my same department but i didn't know her name or never talked to her. few days ago i realized that i really like her. so i decided to tell her about my feelings. i started thinking... what should i say? i thought for several days and then i started memorizing two sentences- 'hi, i like you. can i have your phone number so that we can know each other better?' i own self recited it thousand times and then one day the chance came. i saw the girl few yard far from me and suddenly i started sweating... i saw everything became blurry around me... i didn't hear any sound... its an unforgettable experience i've ever felt... so i understood it shouldn't be my business any more. its much more comfortable to be an one sided lover...

what do you think?

the world beyond my reach...

if an angel come to me and ask me to make a wish, i'll say i want to see every single wonder of the world!

this is one of my very favorite quote that i've added to my travel blog site. i always want to see the world out of my normal reach. i dream lot about that... like, sometime i think the sky out of my place doesn't look the same that i see everyday.



today i was reading some articles in different blogs of blogspot. i like most one of these... a bangladeshi girl write it from norway... about her first few miserable days there. i just trying to imagine myself there in the same situation. actually its beyond my imagination... may be things are always not so painful that it seems or not so joyful that it pretends...