Shilaidah Kuthibari: Rabindranath Tagore’s memories in Bangladesh

Shilaidah Kuthibari: Rabindranath Tagore’s memories in Bangladesh

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Shilaidah Kuthibari: Rabindranath Tagore’s memories in Bangladesh

Shilaidah Kuthibari: Rabindranath Tagore’s memories in Bangladesh

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Shilaidah Kuthibari: Rabindranath Tagore’s memories in Bangladesh

Shilaidah Kuthibari: Rabindranath Tagore’s memories in Bangladesh

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Shilaidah Kuthibari: Rabindranath Tagore’s memories in Bangladesh

Shilaidah Kuthibari: Rabindranath Tagore’s memories in Bangladesh

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Srimangal : The land of two leaves and a bud

Srimangal : The land of two leaves and a bud

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Cholon Beel: A blend of life with water and boat!

Cholon Beel: A blend of life with water and boat!

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Chittagong Naval beach: beauty of a river meeting the sea

Chittagong Naval beach: beauty of a river meeting the sea

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Bagerhat: little town near the sea where history of 600 years is hidden

Bagerhat: little town near the sea where history of 600 years is hidden

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Who is your best friend?

Who is your best friend? My well wishers and friends asked me this question several times. My easy answer was ‘myself’. Truly I myself am my best friend. Who knows me better than me but Allah?

Hey, wait a min. This was not to be true unless Mohibullah is dead. With all my tears I am saying that he was my best friend and surely be at present if he were alive.

I don’t know how to start to say about him. Trust me I can’t stop my tears saying about him. I lost my best friend too early.

Forgive me … I will write later. I need to go out and cry.

Autobiography

Hi guys,

I have decided to write my biography here. I shall write it slowly, everyday an item. Read it, enjoy and comment.

Cheers,

Ron

Leave Cancelled!

I did not go home for 2 and half months. So I planned to have a long vacation this Eid. I applied for the leave. But Alas!!! It is cancelled. The office declared Eid holidays from 22-25 Oct and cancelled all other leaves.

I bargained with my team leader. But he shows me the logic that he may come just before the day of Eid day and just after following day of the Eid day. So I am Lucky!!!

He stay with his parents in Dhaka and I stay in a mess. My mother called me frequently to have iftar with her. I promised her that I am coming early 19th instant so that I can do iftar with her at least 4 days including Shab-e-Qadr.

Now why you will blame me if I sing like the Eminem guys:-


I'm sorry, Mama.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet.


Damn Shit!

Eid without bonus

This is the third Eid after I came to Dhaka. This is a matter of great regret for me that I am enjoying this Eid without any festival bonus from the company.

This is a trap of one year fulfillment of job. Last year I was in another company. The Eid came just after one month of my joining to that company. So no festival bonus!

As I joined in this company in the middle of the year, so here also that trap! Though I did a two years contract signed here, they still keep that trap alive. As a result, No festival bonus! :(

So I dream for an Eid with bonus. The Almighty knows the best when my dream will come to an end.

I have the responsibility to sponsor my parents. This is a must do work. Perhaps I need to make again loan this time for some other must payments like loan payments. I have also younger brothers and sisters. Surely I will not be able to make them happy this time.

I am angry with the company. However I am not so frustrated. I believe that Eid is a global festival. The global environment of Eid festival will make me and you happy. It does not depend on silly matters like new clothes and so on…

At least this is my belief. Hope you will agree with me. Won’t you?

Deeper storms here!

My parents, brothers and sisters live in Chittagong. Most of my friends are in job and very busy with everyday schedule. In fact I am also one of them. I live with my friends and so happy. I share joys and small sorrows with them.

But there are some deeper sorrows which need to be expressed to someone who is the most closest. I believe that my best friend is me myself.

So I decided to express my deeper storms here. So that I can read them and share with someone who will appear in my life as the closest or someone who is unknown or may be with friends and parents, brothers and sisters.

If you read these stories please don’t forget to keep your comments or suggestions for me.