Dreamland

I saw you in a dream last night. I knew I was dreaming.

And I didn’t want it to end.

Because I was happy to see you.

What a person has to lose

They often say one must not fall in the abyss as he walks by the edge. How a person becomes exactly the same thing that he fights against.

Be loving, care for others. Don’t let the world change the good parts inside you. You might be hurt at times. But don’t let that change the great person you are.

Always remember that you are an individual. And you will always have to look out for yourself, because no one else will.

Give, give someone something or change their lives in such a way, that they will never be able to repay you. However, they will be grateful, even if they don’t talk to you.

And last of all, love your close ones. Take care not to make too many attachments. The more you care, the more you have to lose, and the more you hurt yourself. Love yourself.

Because you are a beautiful human being.

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The truth is, there’s always someone, someone who’s better than you and replaces you from a place that was once yours.

Sometimes you are just on the receiving end.

 

Musings

You know at times,
You give up on certain things in life.
At times,
You just start accepting whatever it offers
You find yourself thinking
That it really isn’t worth all the sleepless nights
Or the frequent day dreams
You try to make yourself believe
Hold onto whatever faith there is left
Try to be strong
Tell yourself “It’s all good”
Even when you know it’s not

And then it comes back
Like a cruel joke
To remind you that
‘‘I’m still here”
And you are not as strong as you think you are
You never were, nor will be

Then, you feel something break
And a little part of you dies, again

Bikroy.com-a Bangladeshi purchasing portal

So I was browsing the net and came across this website- http://bikroy.com/

Perhaps the day we have a Bangladeshi E-bay isn’t far away

Here’s a screenshot:

Check out their Facebook fan-page as well:

http://www.facebook.com/bikroy

My Joes

Some of my friends give me a look of surprise and exasperation when they witness me ‘blowing’ my money on toys. “Tk1000 (around $12) on just a small toy?? And you don’t even play with them these days” – that’s the standard reaction I usually get.

So what IS actually the utility I get from these toys? Although there are many reasons, but I would explain the most important one – because it is a part of my childhood. They are one of the few things that I can still recall as a child, along with my mother singing me songs.

Back in the early 90’s, my dad occasionally used to buy me Funskool G.I.Joes on my way home from school. They cost around Tk. 30-40 (which is 1/10 the price we pay these days), and by the time I was 6yrs old, I had a troop of around 60 Joes. They were like my own personal army……ready to serve me.

This brings me to two sad incidents which still saddens me, even today. The first one was back in 1993, during my trip to Cox Bazar. I had made a sand castle and had perched Quicklegs and Storm Shadow on it. It suddenly started raining, and unconsciously, I ran to my mother leaving my Joes behind. A huge wave came crashing down on my castle, washing away all the sand, including two of my first Joes……even after 19years have passed since the incident, I can’t help but feel sad about them. And the saddest part is, even after years of searching, I couldn’t find those two specific pieces.

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The second incident was actually a long period of time that included my younger brother, when he was growing up, and took the liberty of ripping out the limbs of my Joes, piece by piece. I will never forgive him for that…and someday when he works, I will ask for compensation. But the good news is, I was able to dig out 12 survivors from the carnage and thus resumed my collection. A happy ending.

So all in all, my toys reminds me of the good old days when school ended at 12 and then the rest of the day was dedicated to naps and watching cartoon shows or playing with my brother. Plus they are still very very cool.

Waiting for the rain and You

I woke up this morning and looked out of the window. It was cloudy outside….seemed like it could rain any moment.

The weather remained unchanged the whole day. It was as if the weather was playing a game of rock paper scissors with us, and ironically winning each turn.

I didn’t get to hear your voice the whole day.

But whenever I looked out, I realized somewhere out there…..you were looking at the same sky, and thinking about me as well.

Like I am thinking about you