I dreamed of standing by a beautiful sunrise and holding you closer to me than anything else in the whole world. But then again, that was in my dreams.
If music has one supernatural power, it’s its ability to strongly connect with emotion and deep grey memories underlying the mask of present. No matter how old some true memories are, some music will just bring them back to life and will not fail to blow up the mask of happiness and bring forth the true emotional response.
Such as tears.
I thought I had put the past in the folder of the past. I thought I got past of the past. I thought I finally managed to convince myself that I have to move on with my life instead of hanging to what has already fallen apart. I thought I finally made the move of moving on with life.
But all of these assumptions were proved wrong when the playlist rolled on to this particular music after a sleepless night and I suddenly discovered tears under my eyes and joyous past on my mind. Continue Reading »
In 2006, I discovered that I had a lot to write. I was holding an IT magazine and there was a link to what was called a “blog”. Back in that day, the word made no sense. And I was just a kid who loved to surf the web and do stuff such as sending emails to little-known people and chatting on Yahoo chatrooms.
I was curious and I tried that link. It was a blog. A community blog. I registered. I wasn’t sure what to do next. It said I should write something and it would be immediately published. I wrote about something that crossed my mind at that time of the day. After clicking the “Post” button, my post was there in the front page of that blog. What’s more interesting, I started receiving comments from the likeminded people known as bloggers.
Back in those days, I didn’t know I would be addicted. Continue Reading »
Today I probably lost something. I lost something that was probably never mine. I know it sounds incomplete, confused; it really is. I’m confused, the story is incomplete. I don’t know if I just lost it. I don’t even know if it was mine to lose.
Sometimes you dream. Your dream then dies. And then you dream again. Today, I lost something because I had dreamed. My dream was stabbed in the heart because I had dreamed once. Dream within a dream is only possible in Inception. In reality, you can only dream one after another. And sometimes, the first incomplete dream comes back haunting you and kills anytime you dare dream again.
Today, I lost my dream, again, because I had dreamed once; which, however, was lost too. Continue Reading »
Bermuda triangle has always fascinated me. I used to hear stories of ships and planes disappearing when they enter that specific area called Bermuda Triangle. I used to think, ever since I studied the many levels of earth, that Bermuda triangle was the direct lead to center of the earth. I still don’t know for sure. But I sure do know that I myself live in a Bermuda triangle as long as the following picture is concerned.
It wasn’t until recently when I started going out and meeting with friends (whom I acquired from Android Kothon, a new website I launched about 8 months ago). However, I still feel that my everyday is circled around bathroom, bedroom and my computer (which also happens to be in my bedroom). I do like to go out. In fact, I like to travel and take photos. But the fact that travel comes with expenses holds me back each time.
In any case, I would love to get out of Bermuda triangle I’m living in. Not that any victim who ever fell in Bermuda triangle (the real one) came back alive, but I’m hoping to break the triangle since it’s not [luckily] the real one.
Oh, in other news, I have my Higher Secondary Certificate exam starting from April 1. Please do pray for me. I haven’t been studying a lot even with this life-changing exam ahead of me.
These past few days have been incredibly warm and humid. Agreed, it’s not officially summer yet. But this month in bengali calendar is called Chaitra and is known for way too hot weather just before summer storms hit the surface. At least, that’s the kind of nature Bangladeshis have been experiencing.
Just before the weather turned incredibly hot, a couple of my friends and I used to hang out at a few select coffee zones and restaurants for a light evening meal. Most of the time that’s french fries, sandwich and chicken burgers. But at the end of each meal, we never forgot to order something ice-cold.
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