ভাবনা: চারশো সাত
November 26, 2010
……. studying hardly, instead of studying hard……. I sigh for my studious youth.
: কী হচ্ছে রে? বলতো দেখি?
: Didi, I’m attacked with a feverish cold. My brain nearly stops working now. And, I just feel my head empty. How to escape from this plight?
: হঠাৎ করে কীসের জন্য এত স্টাডি করছেন?
: …….. I study for nothing. Nothing comes around. Everything seems to say Goodbye. And, I’m forgetting everything except those stupid Goodbyes!
: Oh SP…poor baby! Why don’t you just relax…..
…….. I can’t relax. I feel like going to an island alone, all alone. That’s the greatest place to relax. I’m now whispering to the wind, moon, night. All invite me to that island. I’m now trying to find some bliss of illness…….. I hate this feverish cold. I hate seasonal change.
: চিন্তার কথা, this cold takes really long time…….. I suffered like anything, my bhai……. so sorry to know this, are you taking any antibiotics???
: Didi, yes, I’m. Those antibiotics are just deadly. They make you just sicker. After a good long time, I’ve touched thermometer. I hate thermometer. I hate fever.
: Why don’t you do the steam and pop some anti-cold tablets…as for the beach…..come over to India we both will go the beach and live it up…..Try about 20 ml of brandy in warm water. Stop hating……this is a good way of your body telling you that you have misused and abused it….
…….. I’ll try to try it. I never had brandy. I hate taking anti-cold tablets. But I’m now loving it. Sometimes hatred is another side of love, you know. I hardly fall in illness. I’ve taken a steam bath this afternoon. I’ve taken medicine. I hope I’ll feel better soon. Thank you for the sincere invitation. It means a lot to me…….
: Everybody hates cold and fever, my brother……
: Didi, not everybody hates this. I’ve read at least four essays on the bliss of illness. Those writers can think about darkness better than light. In defense of illness, they wrote many convincing lines. I wonder how they even could think of such wonderful lines to show the good sides of illness. I can’t think so. Illness means dependence. I hate dependence.
I cannot think of depending on others……. who are the four authors?? Can you tell me the name of the pieces……. I am wondering how would I feel to read those!! I am really surprised রে সোনা ভাই আমার……. when will you be here in Dhaka??
Didi, I read them when I was a student of class XI. I can’t remember the names of those authors. Probably I have those essays in my collection. I’ll try to search my personal library for those essays. I can tell two names: In defense of illness, and Pleasures of illness. The names might not be exactly those. My head is not working right now. I’ll tell you when I’m well.
: Oh no……. plz you relax, I am really not very keen to read those pieces……. I fight against negativity in all possible ways, I was just curious.
: Didi, so far as I can remember, those writers’ views were not negative. They all had a good sense of it and so had their essays. I was filled with a sense of admiration for hatred when I was obsessed with those. That was the golden time of my life. Gone that time! Great writers make sense of everything that we take for ordinary. Nothing is insignificant. Nothing too small. Everything has its bliss to spread. We just fail at catching the brighter aspects. You also told it once. Have you forgotten about it?
: আমি বুঝতে পারছি তুই কী বলছিস……. but frankly speaking, আমেরিকাতে এতগুলো বছর বড্ড একা হয়ে গিয়েছিলাম, তারপর ছুটিতে এলাম দেশে……. জীবনের বেস্ট ডিসিশন আমার হয়তো এটাই। তাই যেকোনো কিছুর ডার্ক সাইডকে আমি ভয় পাই। এ এক অদ্ভুত ভয়!……. প্রচণ্ড একাকীত্বে না ভুগলে হয়তো তুইও এটা বুঝবি নারে! I am saying all these with all respects to those writers and their works. কখনো ওগুলো খুঁজে পেলে আমাকে দিস…
: Didi, there’s bliss in solitude. There’s a curse too. We see the curse. A curse is good enough to hide bliss. I can feel what you’re telling about. And, you’re really right in your view. I’ve not gone through such a state my mind yet. God forbids! And, any person in your place would surely be lost long before discovering the bliss. And, you’re one of those blessed few I’ve seen till now, who are evergreen in their thoughts, works. I salute this spirit! You’re already in the place where the mind is without fear, as Tagore said. So, what do you fear to lose? What you’ve is what you’ve earned. So, what if it’s lost? I hope your working arena is expanding. I wish you all the best…….. I’ll let you read those essays. Take care.
: Hmmm……. অনেক পথ পেরিয়ে আজ শান্তি ছাড়া আর কিছুই চাইবার নেইরে! আর আমি তা পেয়েছি।…..এইখানে এই দেশে ফিরে…….আমার দেশের মাটিতে। এই ভাললাগাটুকু যেন ধরে রাখতে পারি, এই একটাই প্রার্থনা ঈশ্বরের কাছে।
তুই কখন ঘুমাবি? অনেক রাত হয়ে যাচ্ছে তো….
: দিদি, ঘুম আসছে না। ইচ্ছে করছে, ফ্যানের নিচে বসে আইসক্রিম খেতে। ফ্রিজে আইসক্রিম আছে। দেখি, মা ঘুমিয়ে পড়লে খাবো।
: হাহাহাহ…এখনো মাকে ভয় পাস নাকি রে? লক্ষ্মী ভাইটি আমার…আমি প্রায় সারাদিনই ঘুমিয়েছি, রাতে একটা ডিনার ছিল, অ্যাটেন্ড করে এলাম…কাল সকাল ১০টায় একটা মিটিং আছে। আর মজার ব্যাপার কী জানি, আমি আবারো ঘুমে ঢুলছি!….মনে হচ্ছে যেন ঘুমের পিল খেয়েছি!
: দিদি, আমার মাকে ভয় না-পাওয়াটাও দারুণ একটা ভয়ের ব্যাপার! কখনো দেখা হলে এটা বুঝিয়ে বলবো, এখানে বলা যাবে না। তুমিও ঘুমিয়ে পড়ো। শুভ রাত্রি।
: আচ্ছা, তুই রেস্ট কর তবে।……. জানিস, আমার মা ছিল আমার মেয়ে, আমার সবচাইতে প্রিয় আর কাছের বান্ধবী। তোর কাছ থেকে একদিন শুনব তোর মায়ের কথা।…আজ সত্যিই আর পারছি না। তুই আইসক্রিম খেয়ে শুয়ে পড়।…ভাল হয়ে ওঠ, ভাই আমার!
: Didi, I agree. My mother does what I preach. Such is my mother! Good Night.
: Get a brandy and do it tomorrow. Hugs, SP, you are welcome home anytime.
:…….. Life didn’t come to me with a user manual. So, I’ve every right to use and abuse it. And, I know my body just makes the mirage of my life, my present life.
:……. Oh, brother! Never mind. I don’t take my friend’s comments seriously till they turn serious. So, never think like that.
: প্রেম ছেড়ে পড়ায় মন দাও। নারী বড়ই অনিষ্টকর!
:…….. স্যার, প্রেম তো কখনো করিইনি! করলে বোধহয় বেশ হতো! অনেককেই দেখেছি, যারা প্রেম করার পর একেকজন দারুণ মানুষ হয়ে গেছেন!
: SP…a spank now….none of us come with the manual but when we are hit hard, we learn a lesson or two…so do that…not relaxing enough has its toll.
: …….. I wish I could feel that toll. That comes only when you meet the first condition, not relaxing enough! And, I hardly meet it. What you seem to think is not what I’m. So, just not be so kind to your stupid friend…….
: Are you OK? Why are you so sad?
:……. In the right portion of my brain, nothing is right, in the left portion nothing is left! Didi, I’m not sad. I’m quite happy with infinite stupidity……. Grrrrrrr…..
: Why would you write such a depressing status?? I wonder…….
:……. I’m sorry if the tone depresses you. I lack youthful zeal. The better days are far away. I dreamt of touching the sky, now I feel that there’s no ground to stand on.
……. Ahhhh……. Lying is an art especially when it’s done to a stranger! Am I a stranger to you?….lol
You’re not missing it as thankfully you’ve not missed it yet.
: This is the best phase of life, Sushanta…… You are flying……. On a serious note, youthful zeal is connected with the state of mind…..nothing to do with age..! What you are living is what God Wants you to live, coz Only He Knows why He does, what He does. And He does everything to make us happier people.
A short story for you…… …….
There was a happy man walking along the fields, the sunshine and the perfume of flowers filled his happy being…. Just then, he came across the bridge which he dreaded to cross…..It was one thin rope on the bottom to walk on and one thin one to hold for balancing…… and the distance always seemed to grow each time he came to the bridge…..But he had to cross it to reach home. That day, there was a storm in the river below and the winds above were bellowing wildly……… The man reached halfway across the bridge when the rope below gave way……… He screamed for God to help him…. and that’s when he saw God standing across the bridge, smiling benignly at him…… He yelled: God! Save me! God Smiled lovingly…… The man got angry…… started yelling and grumbling and said he’ll never believe in God again! But, God kept smiling at the other end of the bridge. With extreme difficulty and a lot of perseverance, the man managed to cross the bridge, hanging from the thin rope which was meant to help him balance himself…… He reached and he accused God of enjoying Himself at his expense….And THAT’s when he saw, that God was holding the broken second rope in His badly bruised hands. If God brings you to it, He sees you through it, too, little one…… Be Happy…… This may be God’s way to build your endurance and your belief in your own abilities and save you from any big falls!
:……….. Wonderful!! Really wonderful!! Let me share a touching story that I received through an email…….
Sometime ago, when the ice-creams were not so expensive, a ten-year old boy went to an ice-cream parlour. While sitting at the table, he asked the waitress, “How much does a Sundae cost?” “50 cents,” she replied.
The boy took out his money from the pocket and began counting it.
“Well, how much does a simple ice-cream cost?”.
There were other people waiting to be served, so the waitress began to get a little impatient.
“35 cents!” she replied abruptly. The boy counted his money again and said: “Please get me a simple ice-cream!”
The waitress served him the ice-cream and his bill. The boy ate his ice-cream, paid his bill at the cash counter and left.
When the waitress went to clean the table, she began to cry… for there, in the corner of the plate, were 15 cents… her tip.
The boy took a simple ice-cream instead of a Sundae so he could leave a tip for her.
……………………..I felt like crying when I read it. Really, we can never tell what will be written on our fate till we get it written!! Thank you for those inspirational lines. They mean a lot to me……………
: ……… Yes, study was just an integral part of your youth, I know!! …………….. hahahahaha
: Sushanta…… Those are not just lines written to inspire……those are a leaf out of the book of life…… So many times we don’t realize that a Higher power is working 24/7 to make our lives happier…..we blame and accuse and question its motive when we are troubled…… But, that power (we may give it any name-God. Allah, Bhagwan, Jesus or Just POWER) gives us what we ask it for…… If we keep complaining about what is NOT, we’ll get more of that…… Coz our passionate energies are going into complaining…… If we thank and send peace to the Universal Power, we will get peace and more reasons to be thankful for……coz then our energies are working in creating a joyous situation for us! I don’t know if you have read a book called The Secret. There’s also a short movie made on it…… See it. You’ll suddenly be a happier person.
:…….. Yes, I’ve read that book. It taught me the law of attraction. This law is just amazing. It really works! If we think we can it’s true and if we think we can’t that’s also true. The whole world conspires to give us what we want from the heart. I’m an atheist, but I believe in a POWER. It works for us, 24/7 or even more! I believe in the POWER of GOOD, the POWER of small. I believe in the God of small things. But things are not always rosy as we seem to think. Things sometimes turn worse. They look like strangers. Blissful virtues sometimes stop working. And, I feel helpless. Perhaps, that’s the time for a transition to better. Dreams need some nightmares to be crossed. Sometimes it so happens that some powers try to contradict my principles. I live by my principles. So, every part of my BEING starts revolving. My brain stops walking side by side with my heart. I try to shape the world around and forget that it can’t be shaped, as it’s already shaped. And, I start bathing in the dews of imagination. It works better always. And, when I can’t do it, I just sink into NOTHINGNESS. I’m just meaningless without my thoughts. They are my soul provider. Yesterday, I felt like crying when these scattered thoughts were haunting my mind. I also caught a feverish cold and I was feeling helpless when the 103-degree temperature was killing my body. Now, I feel better. Thank you once again for your precious presence on my wall. You’re the second person on Facebook with whom I’ve discussed on ‘The Secret’. It’s not merely a book, it’s a soul-provider! Life had never tasted so good before I read it.
: Absolutely! I agree there are times when we feel out of sorts…..and our thoughts don’t seem to align themselves to our surroundings…… At these times, you must physically leave all that bogs you down…..those thoughts those people those circumstances, and feel yourself floating on a white cloud…… LITERALLY, FEEL AND SEE all the muck is left behind……and see yourself float towards a softly lit, perfumed garden with soft music playing…… Force yourself to remain there for 30mts. ZABARDASTI in the beginning, but, slowly, relaxing all the muscles…..feel the tension smooth out of your body……. stress out of the nape of your neck…… The shoulders fall down…..they need to relax…… let your back bend n neck hang…… feel the tension seeping out…… see it slither away like a snake and out of your sight into nothingness…… Just 30 minutes and you’ll be rebounding with energy…… or you’ll feel lazy n happy…… Just go along with the feeling.
To live by principles is great……but, remember that principles are your creation…… DON’T ever let them get overbearing. Sometimes the very same soft principles we create for ourselves, get out of hand and slowly kill our joys…….
Take care little one…… Surround yourself with people who make you happy…… and smile often at your own self…… After all no one is more worth it than you.
:…….. Your words are really so significant. They speak out loud directly to the soul! I read about the Yoga techniques in one of Osho’s books. They’re really wonderful. I tried to practise for some days and discontinued later. That’s me! I can retain interest in anything for a very short time. I always go on experimenting. That’s really harmful, I know. Ok, as you’ve reminded me about relaxation techniques, I’ll surely resume………. Your idea on self-principles has stirred me. I’ve never left my principles and always follow what my conscience says. My soul is my best friend. But things aren’t really always easy. Hard times make things fall apart. And, I often start thinking about what lasts, what doesn’t; what should last, what shouldn’t! It’s really intricating, you know. And I feel like remodeling my principles. I’ve not done it yet. I think, never can I! Hope, you’ll help me in this regard when I seek for help. ……….. I try to smile a lot, but sometimes I can’t. Then, I smile to myself. My heart also smiles back! It’s really lovely, isn’t it? I want to make people around smile. And, often I can’t. I feel how small I’m when I fail to make someone happy! I know it’s not always possible. After all, I can never please everyone, but I try to do it……… I’m sorry if my thoughts bother you. I sincerely liked your thoughts and felt like sharing mine. So, I’ve done it…….. Take care.
: You should let go, Sushant…… What I read makes me feel you try too hard…… Let yourself free from all these bogging down thoughts…… As I said, principles are only good when they don’t harrow you…… With time, the principles also must undergo subtle changes to adapt to the newer things that take place around us…… Nothing is constant….So why should principles be? As for the relaxing technique, we were taught this in our training for the airlines…… I have never read or followed Osho…… This is what we air hostesses did when we were exhausted after a flight…… Focus on keeping yourself happy, Sushant…… Coz only when you are happy, you can spread the joy! There’s no harm in trying out new things or experimenting as long as each experiment is helping you grow as a better person…… Success follows when you have experienced what makes you the happiest…… SO no harm trying out newer avenues in a quest to understand what makes you the happiest…… Life is very simple. We complicate it with our thoughts and preset morals/principles…… RELAX! Relax to succeed, relax to be able to love and relax to be able to spread happiness. Be kinder to yourself…… Life’s a roller coaster—you’ll go down at times and at the others, you’ll be above all else. Enjoy the ride! Peace and joy to you…
ভাবনা: চারশো আট
November 30, 2010
: Hi Sush! How are you? Studying hard?…… my favourite line studying hard or hardly studying…….you need to relax a bit too……. haven’t seen you in FB forever already!!!!
: Didi, see my status. My condition resembles your idea and I’ve put it as my status…….. I’m now well. I’ve just recovered from illness, feverish cold with high temperature as a bonus! Whenever my studies slow down, I always remember your line: Studying hard? Or, hardly studying hardly? Hahahaha…….. It works as a wonderful tonic for smiling even at the time when I feel that I’ve something to regret being lazy. It’s so amusing to think! Why don’t you see me on Facebook, didi? I’m regular, just sometimes silent. I check your wall always, just sometimes don’t comment as you sometimes have something for not commenting for your younger brother!……lol……. I like everything you write, everything you say, everything you think—you know!…….. And, didi, do you know why you’re getting younger? I’ve seen your new profile picture. I’ve read the comments. I like Suraiya’s idea. She wrote the best about you-you’re stepping to 17 from 16! True, absolutely true! You once referred The Secret to me. And, there was no mention of the secret of getting younger. Could you share it, please? Hmm……. You have a childlike soul, you said. And, you’re remaining a child forever too.
: Childlike……. naaa……. child perhaps!! I had said for your birthday last year……. growing up is optional……. I just choose my options…… plus the camera is my great friend…… it hides my flaws…….. flawlessly! Hahahaha……..
: Hiding flaws flawlessly!! What an idea, didi!……. Facebook is a great place to invent known faces…lol…….. I know you don’t edit your pictures. Neither do I. Many of my friends and known faces took newer looks in Facebook. I feel like falling in love with some girls in Facebook whom I even dare not look twice! Sometimes I think, it’s possible to make me King Khan…….. What do you say, didi?
November 30, 2010
: Happy birthday, Prashanta……… god bless……. grow old but never grow up……..
: Didi, I’ve conveyed your message to him. He is so happy to hear from you. Didi, please don’t tell him not to grow up. He is already too much childlike (sometimes, childish too). He has just passed 22 springs in his life. And, he is still 12 in my eye. I can’t understand why he doesn’t grow up. And, I don’t want him to grow up.
Didi, a very sad event happened last year on this very day. My maternal grandma died on the last 30th of November. My mom has wept almost all day long. Why do such things happen? The state of consolation and celebration is too tough to be in. But here it goes! Was God wise enough to let this happen? I don’t know! And, I’ve no way to ask my mom or, my brother. I’m missing my grandma. She was really a wonderful woman. My mom resembles her. I often wonder why moms are always so great!
: Sush…… life and death in material life are two sides of the same coin……. in spiritual life……. it’s the same…both are the beginning …on this day Prashanta started his journey in the material world and this same day your grandma started her journey to where we all belong… more reason to rejoice…. So, this day should be double joy…. Of course, missing a loved one is an important emotion…… but one should not forget the bliss of divine journey……
As for the mother since god couldn’t be everywhere…… He made mothers… Moms are great… they have the power to kiss our foreheads and dissolve all our troubles…. I truly believe and realize that every day of my life…I just hope and pray that I am at least half the mother my mum was to me…… I’ll think I did a great job…… Because I don’t EVER think I can ever fill her shoes!
: It’s love, not time, that heals the pain…….. Wonderful line, didi. Really love is such a great power itself. I often try to bathe in it whenever I feel depressed. My family is good enough to make me believe that I’ve worth too. Very few of my friends (of course you’re one of them:)) try to make this belief stronger. I like to be convinced in such cases. What else is in life?! My dad and mom are the most tender-hearted parents I’ve ever seen or heard about. I don’t know if people can be more generous! I’m not an easy person to put up with and I don’t know who taught them to do this toughest task! My grandma lived in India along with all my maternal aunts and uncles. She died there too. After that, my mom was in India for one month only in the midst of my uncles and aunts. My mom has sacrificed nearly every emotion for the sake of me and my brother. I don’t know how it could be possible. But she has done it. She never travels if it means any inconvenience for us. I don’t know how a person sacrifices so much. I can hardly think of anything being away from my family. It’s my heaven. My parents are the Gods here. Didi, I’ve liked your idea about life and death. I read about it in Osho’s books. You’ve stated it more clearly. Really, both are just two separate journeys. But, it’s not easy to say Goodbye. And, life is not easy enough not to have to say Goodbye. Why do we say Hello when we know we’ve to say Goodbye? The more pleasant a Hello is, the more tormenting a Goodbye is.
Didi, I salute your spirit. I know someday Neel will surely write the same thing about you when he’ll write on his friend’s wall. You’re worthy of it, I can feel…….. I’d never to believe any Heavenly God after I’d felt what my parents are. I’m what I’m only because they’re what they’re. I can feel it sincerely within my soul. And, there’s another wonderful presence in my life. He’s my younger brother. He is never bothered about his stupid brother. These are my everyday stories. ……… I wish freedom didn’t cost too much. But it seems to cost. Is it the true worth freedom deserves? Should it be so much? Or, even more? Or, less? I often wonder!
ভাবনা: চারশো নয়
December 1, 2010
I never regret that I’ve not yet traveled around the world. I’ve been around the sun once a year ever since I was born.
: Prabha, Sandy & other friends (who are silently present on my wall)……… Foreign travel is pleasant chiefly because it makes us realize that we’re among novelties, but when we’re sufficiently awake to see the constant flow of novelties in the world at our doors or inside our homes, we can enjoy all the excitement of foreign travel along with the pleasure of being at home. I don’t mind reading about the ends of the earth in fictions (some of these books are really wonderful :)) or travel books. That often makes me satisfied about any cravings I may have had for distant travel, or at least to have made a vicarious jaunt round this pigmy earth a matter of small consequence.
…….. Do you think that philosophy will be safe in my hands?! Or, will I be safe in the hands of philosophy?!
…….. It’s not all about my being optimistic. Sometimes I just try to make myself a bit difficult to disagree with. That’s all that other care about.
…… As long as traveling is yet to become a pleasant pursuit considering all the opportunities, vicarious pleasure derived from reading habit and wandering mind serve well not to be upset about being at home. Traveling by mind is more soothing than traveling by transport. And, when mind and transport travel together, we can expect a masterpiece. (Your travel-captions along with relevant snaps make me think so.)
December 3, 2010
: I saw the movie Eat, Pray, Love (also a book by Elizabeth Gilbert)…… there were sooooo many beautiful quotes I wanted to share with you but the wifi in the plane was sooooooo damn slow……. Here are my two most favorite quotes…
“Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation”……. and……… “God dwells within you…as you.”
: Didi, great extracts from you as always……..
I’ve been thinking for the last few days that we’re to be ruined to be reconstructed. And, perhaps I’m going through this stage now. I don’t know how much or less I’ll be able to reach the next state. Let time say. Every single mistake is a great teacher to learn from.
Whenever I used to pray, a great force within me tried to make its way to serve the purpose of my prayer. That’s God, I often thought. Later on, I lost my faith in any man-made God. I felt every impulse is just a result of inspiration. And, our own thoughts are the master to govern us. Emotion quest is more important than intelligence quest. I’d have been a genius by this time if I didn’t submit my IQ. IQ derived from EQ works better. But we’re often taught how to derive EQ from IQ……… I’ve often seen that most pious men are the poor men. Is God unjust? No, the reason is, feeling the presence of God is more than being present near God. The nearer to the church, the farther from God.
December 6, 2010
“People think a soulmate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.
A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you and then leave.
A soulmate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master……”
— Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love)
: This book sounds to be a newer ‘The Secret’ aiming at revealing the intrinsic human nature and its subsequent impacts on life and elements of life. A soul-mate teaches you to be born only not to die or even to embrace death if not chosen carefully. And, the writer seems to instruct us to make our journeys from older entities to newer without being much cognizant about those ‘spiritual’ journeys. Yes, our soul or spirit matters much! But, it’s not worth altering our mates when we run the risk of being back to the ordinary state we were once. Living forever with a soul-mate is suicidal only as long as we’re not concerned about the change, otherwise the power within is good enough to revive and we feel the great escape from the hazards of being transformed. A transition from one soul to another is often too tough a venture to undertake especially when we fail at finding out perfect soul-providers!
December 7, 2010
ঢাকায় শাহবাগ কিংবা, ধানমন্ডির কাছাকাছি একটা দুই রুমের বাসা খুঁজছি, কিন্তু পাচ্ছি না। মনে হচ্ছে, শেষ পর্যন্ত রমনা পার্কেই থাকতে হবে! … কেউ কি একটু হেল্প করতে পারবেন?
……..আমি এখন চট্টগ্রামে, ১০৩-১০৪ জ্বর নিয়ে ‘বেশ আছি’ (পড়াশোনা ছাড়া!)…….পাপ্পু আর জামিল ঢাকাতেই আছে, ওরা আজ সারাটা দিন বাসা খুঁজল, কিন্তু পেলো না। আমরা এই তিনজনই থাকবো, ভাবছি। যদি পারো, একটু হেল্প কোরো, বড়ো বিপদে আছি!
……. তবে আমি ঢাকাতে গিয়েছিলাম ঢাকা ভার্সিটিতে অ্যাডমিশন নেয়ার জন্য। জ্বর ওঠাতে ওদের রেখেই চলে এসেছি।
……..হুম……. ওখানে অ্যাডমিশন নিয়েছি, বোধহয় জানুয়ারি থেকে ক্লাস শুরু হবে। পাপ্পু এসিসিএ পার্ট-২ স্টার্ট করবে। এখানে ভাল টিউশন প্রোভাইডার নেই, তাই ওকে ঢাকায় যেতে হচ্ছে। ওর টিউশন প্রোভাইডার ইন্সটিটিউটগুলো ধানমণ্ডিতে।
…….ঠিক আছে, আমি ওকে বলে দিচ্ছি তোমাকে ফোন করতে। ওরা আজ কীভাবে খুঁজল, এই ব্যাপারে আমার সাথে ডিটেইল্ড কথা হয়নি, আমার কথা বলতে বেশ কষ্ট হচ্ছে। তুমি একটু সাজেশন দিয়ে দিয়ো।
: দিদি, আরে বোলো না জ্বরের কথা! অনেক পাজি সে, আমার চেয়েও! অ্যান্টিবায়োটিক খাচ্ছি গতকাল থেকে। দুইদিন দেখি, এরপর ব্লাডটেস্ট করাবো (এটা আমার মাথায় ছিল না, তুমি বলাতে মাথায় এলো।) দোয়া কোরো যেন মরেটরে না যাই। I hate dying!
যদি এর মধ্যে বাসার কোনো খোঁজ পাও, জানিয়ো। আমরা তিনজন থাকবো।……..নাহলে এই শীতে রমনা পার্কে থাকতে বড়ই কষ্ট হবে, আবারো জ্বরটর বাধিয়ে ফেলবো!……..হাহাহাহা
: আরে বাবা! কী ভয়ংকর কথা! I was just kidding but my sister is quite serious! Huh! It’s not easy to die. Over the past few years, I’ve not fallen so sick. I’ve a very good immune system! A doctor friend of mine suggested me taking antibiotic (please, don’t ask me his name). I hope it’ll work well. I’ll hopefully feel better. Actually, I didn’t know that antibiotics must not be taken without testing blood. Ignorant I’m!
Didi, I’ve found a four-room apartment at Banani. There are one dining and one drawing room. There’re four bathrooms also!….lol……. But, to avail that apartment I’ve to manage 3 or 4 roommates more. That’s a problem. It often kills privacy and arises problems. And, if there’s no other option left, I’m ready to put up in your apartment……. Hmm……. Think once more. I’m not an easy guy to put up with!……. হাহাহাহা…দেখো দিদি, আমি আগেই বলেছি, ঘোরাঘুরি আমি করছি না, আমার ছোটভাইরা করছে। ওরাই অ্যাপার্টমেন্টটার খবর নিয়েছে। ওদের মুখেই শুনলাম, এরিয়াটা নাকি বেশ সফিস্টিকেটেড। তাই ওখানে থাকতেও ইচ্ছে করছে, কিন্তু আমার এবং আমার ছোটভাইয়ের জন্য বনানী নাকি কমিউনিকেশন-ফ্রেন্ডলি হবে না। সব দিকেই প্রবলেম!
আছে নাকি ওরকম বাসা তোমার খোঁজে? ৩ বেডরুমের বাসার বাসাভাড়া কত হতে পারে?
আর দিদি, কমিউনিকেশনে যে খুব একটা প্রবলেম হবে, এমনটাও বোধহয় নয়। শুনেছি, বনানী থেকে বাসে চেপে ধানমণ্ডি যেতে প্রায় দেড় থেকে দুই ঘণ্টা সময় লাগে। যদি তাই হয়, তাহলে ব্যাপারটা নিয়ে ভাবতে হবে।
ভাবনা: চারশো দশ
December 9, 2010
: Still sick? or just sick of studying LOL……. Awww I was just kidding……. hope you get better……… Vitamin C is good……. orange……. lime……. all good…….. feel better……. stay cozy!
: Thank you, my dear sisters, for being with me. I was running a high temperature of 103-104-degree Fahrenheit on the day before yesterday. And, at that night measles developed on some parts of my body. Now, I’m taking medicine as a doctor suggested. I hate being ill. Over the past few years, I’ve never been so ill (physically, for sure; not of something else!)…….. Yes, I’m feeling much better. Hope I’ll be recovered totally in two days. What hurts me most is my inability to study hard. My exams are commencing from the next January.
I’ve thought a lot about your soul-mate concept. As I’m a bit emotional, I could hardly think of letting soul-mate go as I meet another. Will soul-mates fight among themselves if I keep them all at the same time? Or, will I be out of my soul when two or more arenas of thoughts cross through my mind overlooking each other? Really confusing, didi! I think I must go through that book. Have you got it yet? I must know more thoroughly about the writer’s perception.
December 9, 2010
Dear friends! I’m looking for a two-room house near Dhaka University area or, Dhanmondi (or, any other place within easy reach of those two places). Could anyone of you please help me in this regard?
AG & MA……. Dear Sirs! I used to think so. Later, I changed my idea when I found no lovely and nice girls or their parents thinking so. I’m perhaps a bad thought-reader!……. Maybe, I should have made the first move. But, should any gentleman make the first move?
AB……. Dear Sir, it’s so nice of you to try to persuade Mosud Sir to manage a house for me. ……. Managing a suitable in Dhaka city isn’t an easy task. You can realize it very well seeing the unusually scanty presence of my friends on this status.
AC……. Yes, hopefully I’m recovering gradually. Thanks.
AB……. I know it, Sir. And, I really think you’d do it if you lived in Dhaka. Your earlier friendly and helpful approaches strongly prove it. Thank you.
……. Thank you very much for this help. You were always helpful while staying in Bangladesh. I’m happy to know that you still are.
Does your friend live in Dhaka? What’s his name, dada? Pappu is now in Dhaka and has been looking for a house for the last 3 days. I’m sending this number to Pappu. Hope he will get some suggestions from your friend. ……. I hope, you’re getting on well along with others. What about your businesses? Mother often tells about you. Take care.
December 10, 2010
Paul…… I know you like literature..
Once I was living in the town of S T Coleridge’s home named Ottery St Merry (southwest part of England). It’s a quite small town. His house is near a Big Church.
: Hello Ahmed! It’s nice to know that you lived in the town where Coleridge lived. I don’t know much about that town. But surely you enjoyed the blend of that famous place as Coleridge once did. That’s really great! And, please feel free to share some more experiences with me. I do like people having a taste for literature as I can know literary information from them. I always like discussing such affairs.
December 10, 2010
Dear friends! What’s your evaluation of today’s Live Show of Shahrukh Khan held at The Army Stadium in Dhaka?
……. Dear Sir, I think the Indians know about his shows a hundred times more than we, the Bangladeshis, do…….. I hope, you received my reply over the phone. Thanks.
Asim Boral, it’s not about fanaticism, rather today’s programme was a great satire towards the communities that practise fanaticism. In Bangladesh, the opposition parties are very fond of protests even on the slightest excuses. But, to my utter surprise, no group spoke a single word in this regard! I salute Mr. Khan. I’m a big fan of his. But I strongly think, for the people of my mother Bangladesh, movies are the best media to see him, not any Live Show. Thanks.
Abhijit……. Thank you for this specific evaluation. I also don’t think that it was a well-arranged programme apart from other issues.
Sohini masi……. He said or did nothing unusual. What was unusual was the concerned authority’s permission to hold the show without any type of restriction or censorship. I strongly protest against this irresponsibility.
Asim Boral……. I think the main issue is something else in the case of our country in today’s perspective.
Anirban……. Thank you for your comment…….. I think the show was just better than worse considering everything!
Amit……. Yes, brother, you’ve hit the nail on the head! But, in the name of globalization and marketing, aren’t we trading our values and ideals for just being corporate slaves?
December 19, 2010
I’ve just watched the movie, Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi……. There’s always an extraordinary love story in every ordinary jodi (couple)……. It’s true and will remain true, forever, forever!!
I heard about this movie earlier but never watched it before……. There’s only one best couple in the world and you can find it almost in every home.
…….. Hello masi! I’m not so young to be convinced in everything I hear, see or read. But I feel that I’m still too young to have learnt to say a humble ‘NO’ to any colour of imagination that is yet to be on the canvas of reality. Yes, I enjoy it. No regret at all! I feel like being in this paradise forever! I’ve never fallen in love, but love often falls in love with me. And, my heart goes on and on………
……. Life feels good whenever I watch such movies. Life is really beautiful. But, the problem is, we feel it only after we have a beautiful life.
…….. No fiction ever written, I think, reads stranger than life itself. Truth is, we fear to master the art of reading life. It remains unread forever…….. I know my limitations, my life doesn’t. My life knows my powers, I don’t. What an irony! Is it the illusion our life is made of? Does life really lose all its charms when all the illusions are over? Is there any fiction stranger than this ever-unwritten one? We’re always busy reading others’ fictions ignoring ours.
ভাবনা: চারশো এগারো
December 25, 2010
Not all extraordinary people are strangers to us, some are our neighbours too! Why do most of us remain as ordinary as we were born? Hats off to our Bangladeshi scientist Shuvo Roy! My grandfather and his grandfather were colleagues and friends.
Asim Boral…….. Yes, as a Bangladeshi, I really felt proud of him when I came across the news of his great invention. I felt it, even more, when I heard from my mother that his paternal grandfather was a professor of English and my maternal grandfather was a professor of Bengali in Kanungopara Sir Ashutosh College. They were best friends too and had a close familial relationship. Why am I so ordinary? Am I going to die ordinary?
Sohini…….. Yes, it’s possible to add the prefix ‘extra-‘ prior to every effort we undertake. And, that, no doubt, this tough journey begets at home. Parents are always extraordinary. Actually, they’re born so. We can be extraordinary in our ways. But, is it a big deal to step onto the path where the famous often travel? Do they do very different things no one ever did? They just think differently and work accordingly. But, why aren’t we there? This big WHY is hammering my head. Not great people are always from great breed like Tagore or Mr. Sen. My breeding has everything I need not to remain ordinary. Then, why am I too helpless to make that transformation?
Swapan Basu…….. Yes, it’s an artificial kidney that he invented. Further experiments are still going on….
Mahfuz……. Gone are those golden days! Feeling nostalgic, brother. I’m a different man when I recite on stage. Thanks a lot for tagging me in this picture. I’m saving it.
Utpal…….. আমাকে জিজ্ঞেস না করে কাসপিয়াকে জিজ্ঞেস কর, যতদূর মনে পড়ে, ওই বোধহয় হাসছিল (আমার মতো একটা নার্ভাস ছেলে সামনে বসে থাকলে যেকোনো মেয়েই হাসবে, এটাই স্বাভাবিক! হাহাহা)
Mahfuz…….. Brother, as I requested you earlier, please keep up the cultural tradition of our dear CUET. Very few persons are convinced of the indispensability of such programmes for a varsity. So far as I know you, I think you’ll consider seriously about the cultural orientation as an integral part of the academic curriculum. All the best!
December 30, 2010
: Hi Sush…….. your exams are right around the corner……… feeling nervous? don’t be……. you don’t need to get a 100%…….. just give your 100%…just remember…..if the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found time to conquer the world!!
: Your words are always inspiring! They have a great effect on me. I often wait for them, you know. I don’t know why you’re thinking that you’ve not been a good sister. Our minds are really mysterious. We hardly know what’s going to happen till it happens. Indecision and confusion are our constant companion. I can tell you it is judging my psychology. I don’t know yours. You’re so elite in your thinking, manner. I admire nearly everything you think, you write, you suggest. And, I’ll do it forever. I’m often emotional about things, about some persons. This is my weakest point. Never have any guilty feeling about your silence or my silence. I know I’ve such type of childlike feelings often. (Sarada didi, you perhaps know it. Remember GK’s wall. How silly I’m! Right?)……. I’m emotional–it’s bad. I’m true to my emotions–it’s even worse!!
I hope you’ve received my reply over the phone. Take care.
December 31, 2010
: Here’s an excerpt from a lyrics……. “firework” by Katy Perry……. I LOVE IT!!!!!!!! hope you like it too…….. Study hard…….. give it your best shot bro…….
You don’t have to feel like a waste of space
You’re original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow
Maybe a reason why all the doors are closed
So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road (and Sush, I believe it! )
: Good Bye 2010!
Happy New Year 2011!!
Didi, I’m starting my year with the spirit induced by your wonderful words!! You’re always such a soul-provider!!!
January 4, 2011
Hello, good morning and a very happy new year!
: Hello Surya! Good Morning! Thank you for this greeting. I also wish you a Happy New Year 2011! Let’s be happy and make others happy.
: নিশ্চয়ই আপাতত রবীন্দ্রসদন যাবো।…পরে কথা হবে।
: ঠিক আছে….একটা সুন্দর সময় কাটুক, এই শুভ কামনা রইল।
: তোমাকেও।…….তবে কিনা আজ সুচিত্রা মিত্রের শেষ যাত্রা…মনটা ভাল নেই একেবারেই।…ভাল থেকো। কথা হবে।
: এভাবেই সবকিছু ভেঙে পড়ে!…….ভাল থেকো, পরে কথা হবে।
January 4, 2011
It’s better to concentrate on what you can do than what you can’t do during the last few days before your exam. Confidence works better than knowledge.
January 7, 2011
Try to do
A story about a big squirrel and a baby squirrel.
This is a great video. I shared it on the music page but wasn’t sure if you’d see it there. so here it is. it’s like our life…..sometimes we try and try and try very hard to succeed but somehow we are not able to…..we may need a little push, a guide, a friend, a stranger to help us through that time and as weird as it may appear never undermine others efforts to help you
: Didi……………… “This video contains contents from PIAS and Sony Music Entertainment, one or more of whom have blocked it in your country on copyright grounds.”……………. this is the message shown to me while trying to play it. I tried to watch it by searching from YouTube but couldn’t.
January 12, 2011
I’m also missing you, brother. I’m missing all my friends. I’m missing Facebook. It’s a cool place. I’m a bit busy these days. Hopefully, these days would be over. We’ll have fun together again.
I really feel honoured thinking that you’re missing my virtual presence. It could be the only reason for me to be back here. Take care.
ভাবনা: চারশো বারো
January 12, 2011
: How are you, bro? exams are round the corner……… excited? all the best…… study hard…
” Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.” ~ Carl Jung
: My exams are going on. Tomorrow I have the third one, no gap, 7 more left………. Why do they need to judge me, didi? Can they really judge me? I hate exams. I’m not so good at being judged.
January 15, 2011
How much time does it take to reach Dhaka University from Dhaka International Airport? Is it possible to reach in 40 minutes? Friends, any suggestion, please?
: Minimum 2 hours? OMG!! But, I’ve to reach within 1 hour. Any suggestion? Any solution?
: JUST KIDDING ………..TAKE A TAXI N RUN!
Ashis, Dr. Shakawat, Swapan…….. My flight is scheduled to land at Dhaka Airport at 4.10 pm on 17 January. I must reach Dhaka University at or before 5.15 pm. I’ve an interview at IBA at that time…….. Can’t I do it? Is it not possible? I need to do it at any cost. As I don’t know about the routes of Dhaka City, I’m asking for your help. Dhaka City is an unknown city to me. Sushanta Paul Can a taxi cab help me reach there in 1 hour? I can’t be late, otherwise, I’ll miss the Interview schedule. I’ve managed that schedule today through an application……. Can a bike be a better solution? Or, something else? I’m in a eat trouble……..
Avijit……. The schedule can’t be changed! Hopefully, there will happen some miracle and I’ll manage to avail the schedule in time.
Mr. Akku……. Thank you, Sir, for your ‘jogging’ suggestion. I was also seriously thinking of this option. Yes, I’ll surely manage to reach in time by vehicles, on foot, again by vehicles, again on foot…….. And, I’ll go. I’ll be there in time by any means.
Swapan…….. Dost, you’re really good at kidding! Can you imagine me running on a busy street?! Ok, you needn’t worry! I’ll just run and run…….
Saad……. Brother, I’m not surely making any attempt of getting on a bus! That’ll be horrible, you know. I was just seeking for a suggestion as I don’t know about the route. Thanks for the suggestion. I think a CNG powered taxi can help me in this regard. A taxi-cab is prone to getting stuck up in the congestion forever. A bike could be a better solution. But I can’t manage it.
Lina…….. Yes, right you’re! I’m also thinking that just trying my best is the best option.
……. তোকে একটা মার লাগানো দরকার! লোকজন ডেকেডেকে খুব কনফিউজড হতে ভাল লাগছে কি? Plz, stop wasting your time in browsing Facebook and concentrate on tomorrow’s exam. Or you’re calling for another disaster. There is a saying: Que sera sera in French, meaning: Whatever will be, will be. So, pray and try your best. I’ve given you my opinion after a lot of serious thoughts, plz follow that.
“MIRACLES HAPPENS IF YOU BELIEVE IN YOURSELF”
: Didi, things are that they’re. Things will be that they will be. And, between these two there lie some miracles that we’re never aware of. And, miracles are often stranger than facts. Facts are because they’re. Miracles are because we or someone else want them to be. That’s the truth!
Tanzima…….. দিদি, বিশ্বাস করুন, আপনাদের এই ধূসর, কর্পোরেট শহরটি কখনোই আমাকে কবি কিংবা অ-কবি হতে সাহস কিংবা দুঃসাহস, কোনটিই যোগায়নি। যতবারই এখানে এসেছি, ততবারই একে আমার জন মিল্টনের প্যারাডাইজ লস্ট-এর প্যান্ডেমোনিয়ামের মিনিয়েচার মনে হয়েছে। তবুও কিছু মানুষের ভালোবাসা, ভাবনা দেখে এই কদর্য শহরটাকে মাঝেমাঝে ইওটোপিয়া মনে হয়। এসব কিছু সুন্দর মানুষের জন্যই আমাদের এই আশ্চর্য পথচলা!
Ira madam…….. Life is stranger than fiction, I repeat. From myself, I’ve got much less than I truly deserve. From others, I’ve got much more than I truly deserve. Is it the thing that they call miracle? I don’t know and never try to know. I let miracles happen and thankfully they always happen……….. Thank you for your generous approach. This really means a lot to me.
January 20, 2011
: How and where are you, bro…?
: I’m fine. I’ve just ended up with my BCS written exams. How are you, brother? I’m so happy hearing from you…………. Take care.
January 21, 2011
: ভাই, তুমি আমায় ভুলে গেছো। আমাকেই মনে করিয়ে দিতে হয়……হুহ্! ভাল থেকো।
: ভাই, তুমি কেমন আছো? এতদিন আমার একজাম চলছিল, আজকেই মাত্র শেষ হল। তুমি মনে রেখেছ, ব্যাপারটা ভাবতেই অনেক ভাল লাগছে। তোমার কথা তো মনে আছেই, এতদিন সময় হয়ে ওঠেনি। ২৬ জানুয়ারি ঢাকায় আসছি, আইবিএ’তে ভর্তি হবো। দেখা হবে আশা রাখছি।……….ভাল থেকো, my sweet brother.
ভাবনা: চারশো তেরো
January 22, 2011
Friends, I’ve been finally selected for admission into the MBA Program of IBA, Dhaka University……….. feeling happy. ……….. HATS OFF to Sharmeen didi, Ira madam & Romel bhai!!
My dear friends……… Your gorgeous presence on my wall makes me think twice about the POWER of friendship & the MAGIC of love. YES…………. They matter!! I just want to be with you forever. Please never say GOODBYE…….. It hurts!! Your kindness and care mean a lot to me. You’ve always given me much more than I really deserve. Please accept my sincere GRATITUDE.
Happy Social Networking!!
Long live Facebook!!
My best wishes for our Friendship!!
…………. Love you all……….
Hasan…………. Dost, not reaching the Interview Session on 17 January at 5:30 pm was what I thought to be……… reaching there in time was what was written in my DESTINY……… And, I ended up calling it a MIRACLE, something I never believed before………. Just have a look at the schedule of January 17……
International Affairs Exam (BCS written exam)…….. 10:00 am — 1:00 pm
The departure time of GMG Airlines 3:20 pm, there was a delay of about 1 hour due to fog and the plane finally took off at 4:15.
The plane landed on Dhaka Airport at 5:05 pm and then started my fight against time to meet the deadline on Bike with Romel bhai!! Who managed those three saviours (Sharmeen didi, Ira madam & Romel bhai) for me? I don’t know. You better ask the Heaven! I saw such a breath-taking motor-bike driving only in English movies. Before that day, I had never thought I would experience it!!
Life is sometimes stranger than fiction…….. Who can tell it better than I?
Dk Singh…….. Thank you, Sir, for your words of felicitation. IBA of Dhaka University is considered the most prestigious institute for doing MBA in Bangladesh. As per the rules of that Business school, the Major/Field of Specialization is allowed to be chosen at the final semester judging the academic records & intention of a candidate. I don’t have much idea about what to choose and why to choose. Please share some ideas on it as you’ve huge practical knowledge (so far as I know) about the present corporate trend.
DK Singh……… Well SP, mostly it is the fat package that governs the trend. Almost no one chooses it based on his interest. That’s why the creativity-based sectors have suffered the most. Cream of engineers goes away to opt for mgmt/ IAS/ IPS….leaving the less competent for R&D or developmental works. Till sometime back some of them used to fly away to the western world and help build their economy……which has significantly reduced now due to US recession and thriving Indian economy (not sure of BD)……………………. Talking of your MBA world, the best field for an engineer would be to go for ‘Operations’. But it comes almost at the bottom of the ladder. Whereas ‘Finance’ rules the roost with banks/ financial institutes offering mega-bucks….’marketing’ remains the runners-up. ‘IT’ gets you narrowed down to that particular sector and HR is the old gold average class. Some B-schools also offer ‘international business’, ‘hospital mgmt’, ‘Retail chain’ etc. Just be cautious in taking ‘marketing’ because it’s directly linked to your performance……generating business requires lots of diplomacy/ maneuvering/ contacts/ dirty tricks, which in most cases is inherent by birth and no book can develop that skill. But yes, the sky is the limit for a real performer.
Dk Singh……… You’ve nicely stated the trend of our careerist B-school graduates. No one really cares about his own aptitude rather, tries to be what market wants him to be. Personally, I always like decision-making and mainstream operational sections of giant companies. And, probably I’ll go for finance as my major when I’ve to choose it in my final semester. Yes, my semester results must be well enough to work on my advantage. That’s a story of one and a half years later. Till then, I’ll have to undergo the generalized curriculum as my B-school formulates. The recent economic recession worries our friends studying at US universities. And, almost all of them suggest me not to plan of staying there. But they suggest me completing my Ph. D. in the US if I want to and grab that opportunity. Let’s wait and see……… Are you in India now? Hope you’re quite ok along with your busy schedule. Please, sometimes give me your valuable suggestions when you’ve time and you’re here on Facebook……… Thank you once again for your helpful advice. Take care.
Sharmeen Muiz…………..আমার প্রাণভরা শুভ কামনা আর দোয়া রইল তোমার জন্য, লক্ষ্মী ভাই আমার! অনেক অনেক বড়ো হও।…….আর আমাদের (ইরা এবং আমি) প্রচেষ্টার সফল প্রতিফলন ফুটে উঠুক তোমার প্রতিটি কাজে। আমি ছিলাম, আমি আছি, আমি থাকবো।……. Heaps of hugs and love.
: My sweet Didi, you’re always great! Thank you for what you are. Thank you for what you are not.
January 23, 2011
: All successful people men and women are big dreamers. They imagine what their future could be, ideal in every respect, and then they work every day toward their distant vision, that goal or purpose….
: Thoughtful approach from you as always.
January 26, 2011
: Congrats brother…….sorry a bit late to wish you……… and the quote “better late than never” has made me a procrastinator…….. as it makes “late” acceptable………This quote reminds me of you……. hmmmm I wonder why lol…….
“Dear me, how I love a library.”
— Elizabeth Gilbert
: Thank you didi. I’ve received much more congrats than I thought of. I wonder what would happen if I were in Harbard Business School! Anyway, IBA is the best B-school in Bangladesh……….. Hmm……. I also wonder why…lol…….. Elizabeth Gilbert is just mind-blowing! I must read her…….. How are you? How are you doing now? What about your book you once told me about?…….. Take care.
: Please read ‘Harvard’ for ‘Harbard’. I’ve no right to change the name of this reputed university no matter how much hurry I’m in or not!
Didi, I’m really worried about your present physical condition. Why do you defy doctor’s order? Firstly, save your health, then maintain it. I’ve never attended the gym and I’m in a plan forever to go there! So lazy I’m!
Be well and safe. Then try to start writing. You’ve got the aptitude. You can do it far better than many others. Do follow doctor’s advice, or start studying medicine….lol…….. Take care.