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Return of the missing song

All you know, I cant remember things for long. I am the owner of one of the most terrible memory of the world (near to gold fish). I was looking for one of my most favorite song. I forgot the song name, artist as well as lyrics Only the tunes swimming around my ming. Yesterday I got that Thanks a lot to Ishita Apu Well for all of you ………. can read the lyric

Artist: Doug Stone
Song: Too busy being in love
Album: From The Hear

If I had taken the time
To write down a few lines
Every time that you crossed this heart of mine
I’d put them all in a book
How much time would that have took
The words in years have a way of slipping back

Oh no! Too bad, there goes the chance that I had
I could have written a play so sweet and so funny
Given old Mr. Shakespeare a run for his money
Written the words to the prettiest tune
That would never leave a dry eye in the room
My only excuse for not doing enough
well I was too busy being in love
Yes I was too busy being in love

Brand new phrases appear every time you are near
All these words you inspire after all these years
But I never reached for a pen
Break the mood that I’m in
Before I knew it the words were gone again

Oh no! Too bad, there goes the chance that I had
I could have written a play so sweet and so funny
Given old Mr. Shakespeare a run for his money
Written the words to the prettiest tune
That would never leave a dry eye in the room
My only excuse for not doing enough
I was too busy being in love
Yes I was too busy being in love

I could have written the part to make young lovers crazy
I could have written the movie for Hepburn and Tracey
The beautiful song and it starts with your name
Written my way into fortune and fame
But I have no regrets for not doing enough
well I was too busy being in love
Yes I was too busy being in love

Marriage does not guarantee the starting of a Marriage life

Finally it is nice to hear that Shanila is going to Finland. We almost forget when did they got married. It is been a long since Gagan started the procedure of taking his wife to Finland. He did a lot of stuff to take her as early as possible but eventually make late . The guy rent a big flat almost years ago to prove she will come to stay with him. Even Shanila done with her IELTS half years back. And finally its done. But one thing I learn from them “Marriage does not guarantee the starting of a Marriage life“

Sunrise in the Brick Field

In any tour, Sunrise and sunset are the most interesting thing to see for a traveler like me. You may go through the sea beach or mountains high but wake early just to see how a emperor starts his era by flashing every corner by his power of light. In any rural beauty the run rise by showing its tremendous power to its kingdom and he is refreshed to rule all day. But how about a sunrise in your own town? I believe, it rises like a thief, afraid to show its face before getting little aged. You may see its first look through a hidden corner of some concrete. its a Sunrise in the Brick Field. have a look

Am I Expired?

During my undergrad time, I worked continuously for 3-4 days during final exams or project submissions, including sleepless nights. Read tooth breaking journals for new things though that will not bring me any thing in grade sheet. Passed whole night for discover the magic coding and surprised by sudden morning and run for university without sleep. Playing with the books of algorithm or number theory bought packs of pleasure like playing with kite. Those days are gone.

I wake up and sit to the pc only for music. Reading makes my eyes clumsy. Passing a sleepless night make my day horrible. Journal and tech blogs are like devils, I don’t want to see them unless there is a big need. I am getting lazy day by day. Whats happening to me. Is that the same with all my friends? or simply to me.

Am I Expired? are those days I pack to museum?

Life in a loop

Wake up at 3.01 am. Turn on the light. Make a mug of hard black coffee. Look at monitor. Its a new day, begins with music of my PC. 5.00 am get ready for jogging. 5.15 am start running. 6.15 am back to home. 6.30 breakfast. 7.00 take a shower and get ready for driving. 7.30 good bye home. 8.00am start driving. 8.30 come to office. 6.30pm go back to home. 7.00pm do some house hold regular work. 8.15-8.30 good night.

Hmm. sometimes I am confused. I am a Bio-Machine or a human being. Isn’t the same thing happen with most of you? What is the meaning of life to us? Do we come to this world to be a machine who take foods in place of oil or electricity? What our soul thrust for? A good job? A sound living? Nice, expensive car or a post flat? Being immigrant to a rich country? Some super power to make all slave?

Or seeing a old man fighting with life to survive? watching a mother sleeping with her child in footpath of crowd roads? Biting a bus conductor for 1 taka and voting a political figure for looting millions? Living in this hell that we made by our own hand?

I don’t know? Is there no one to answer?

Opening of my new refrigerator

Can you remember my wonderful birthday gift? It was a refrigerator   Finally  Mumu(humayra) bring it to my new flat. Last night I place it to my kitchen and water bottle was the only thing that was found to store in there (ami asolei fokir) Any was it was just a start But at late midnight after wake up from sleep I could realize I store all the remaining water of my stock in freeze. All of that become cold and I had to drink too cold water though the weather were a bit cold

My new home

I am still confused about the tittle of this entry. Should I change it to being a bachelor? I don’t know but I think, I might. We live in a city where you can not rent a flat alone because you are a bachelor. You can’t get access to a nice flat because you are a bachelor. You have to listen advise from home owners “Why don’t you get married”, because you are a bachelor. You will be vied by suspecting eyes to rent a home alone, because you are a bachelor. I struggled 6 month to get a independent flat to live alone but failed, because I am a bachelor. Even I thought about to leave this country so that I can rent a flat

Finally, I manage to get one. I shifted to my new home at 1st April. Its not that good but its a independent flat to live Its a good practice to be positive. So, I changed to title of this entry. Wanna have a look my new flat? see this

Vabs ha ha ha

Do I know the thoughts inside her
Am I so near to touch the light inside the jar
I don’t know, neither I wanna know
If its a flow, let it go, I will be there
I can wait till last, I am not in rush
The shadow still here, source disappear

dhur ghum paise, basai jai……
good night dhaka, bye bye

Travelling Arround

May be, better to say for surely, I am meeting a life of traveler this month. All the long tours are in a row. Saint Martin, Bandarban, Rangpur.  Most of the time of this month, I will be out of Dhaka. Practically, Man is not like tree but to some extend they can be compared to tree. Tree spread their root where they planted. Man used to stay in a place for long and deny to move from there. I just wanna make sure, I don’t want a root. I don’t like to be a tree I am not singer to say I am Spinning Around. But I am Traveling Around