Thursday, January 27, 2005

Lost My Thought

I was thinking and thinking. I was thinking to put my thoughts into words. I was listening Rabindra sangeet's melody that was helping me to think through. It's a chilly night, I'm right in front of my computer by the table lamp that's illuminating my thought. I am craving for a cup of tea right at this moment. Suddenly, electricity is gone. I'm all alone in the darkness. Everything is covered by a black curtain. Where's light? No where to find even a candle. I kept sitting on the chair. I could hear in the very darkness of my surrounding, I could hear it in the very silence:

"Light my light, the world-filling light,
the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light!
Ah, the light dances, my darling,
at the centre of my life;..."-- Tagore.

For the first time in the very darkness, I no longer need light. I can see the light is coming from the nearby along with the rhythm of music...Light my light, the world-filling light...

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Eid and then

I celebrated eid with friends and family. Everyone of us was very happy to see the arrangement and entertainment. Food was delicious and was too much for one day. Dhaka was more enjoyable than any time of the year as people abandoned Dhaka for their villages. Suddenly, Dhaka turned out to be a very ideal city.

I enjoyed to move channels and take the snap shots of all attractive features on the TV screen. Enjoyed none. I was tired of too much ads on TV during prime time shows. I was thinking to send mails to the TV channels to put donation boxes outside their stations and in the shopping centers. I'll donate some changes in exchange of too much repetitive TV ads. Who cares about the TV viewers? Isn't running TV shows a business? Who cares about what I like or not. We're imprisoned by.... It's not so bad as I say. Didn't they offer few programs that were quite edible with delicisous dishes?

I hear the noise is back again, I can feel the traffic is coming back. Can we put away all the bus and rail connections to Dhaka for few more days? Everyone is coming back to Dhaka again. To me, eid is more celebratory occasion as it gives me some break from traffic nightmares. I'm the selfish one!!! I think only about me. I want to see an ideal Dhaka city- "a perfect showcase of development", a city of excellence and abundance. Dhaka is my Bangladesh. I think about Eid and then after a few days... again... clumsy, busy, smoky Dhaka returns to its very original form. Please forgive me, right now I've started count down for Eid again......

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Adda: The Last Resort

We need some break, silence and pause in our busy life. Need to spend time with friends. Adda (bangla word for gossiping) is dedicated to my friends who love, adore and promote adda. We are here to spend quality time together in Adda's blog. I welcome you to come and stop by. I'd like to express my thoughts that I face and deal with every day right here.

We are bonded with a common thread of friendship and we share wonderful memories at Mohammadpur, Dhaka, Bangladesh. Life has put us in different places, time has changed our appearance?? and perspectives, but it has not taken away our lust for adda (gossiping). Welcome to Adda. Adda is right here to escape from busy days, terrible traffic jams and last hundreds things to do. It's my monologue, my independent thought that I want to share with my fellow friends. Can it be our last resort for fun and virtual refreshments? May be, most likely not. Who cares....?