Naked writer

It feels very scary when dog keeps barking at midnight! Who knows what happened to the dog. Maybe someone died the dog loved so much. Dog is very faithful animal to his master. You can't find other animals as faithful as dog in the animal Kingdom. I peeped on the road by opened window. There is a black dog barking non stop. I would say it's crying in its language. Human doesn't have the ability to understand the language of animals. There are two drunk guys passing the dog. After a while one of them fell down straightly on the road other bunked his head with lamppost. Oh my Oh. Dog started barking at by double speed and force. No way to understand what are they murmuring. At long distance I listen one of them are trying to sing a song. I couldn't understand the proper lyrics. Non singers try to sing a song in three conditions. Firstly, in the bathroom. Secondly, when they get drunk and thirdly when they get broken heart in love. After having a broken heart people drink a lot. Drink reaches to stomach and produce songs! Otherwise normal people never try take part in singing. Sirens from police vehicle coming from nearby highway. They gonna be in problem now. I should move away from the window and close it. I wanted to write something. Pen and writing pad are waiting for me but my concentration was taken away by the black dog and drunken passers-by. I should return to my writing table. Its entirely right time to write. No noise around. I closed the window and returned to my desk.
Its very hot weather tonight. I opened the window for some fresh air. It was breeze outside. I could hear the movements of leaves on trees. The ancient music of nature. If it was day time then birds could lend their voices for the great natural music show. Closed window abandoned the fresh air and natural music show. It's so warm in the room. What can I do? Aha, got an idea. What if I become naked and start writing. It will save me from excess warm and give me peace of mind. Let's get naked. I'm gonna sacrifice my clothings and concentrate in writing. But there is a problem. My windows are glass window and there is another building beside the building. Enquiring eyes can catch the live show. It was best if I had a mask to wear on head. Shyness lives in eyes and on face only. Other parts of body don't have that problem. You can get loads of naked photos on Internet without head. But unfortunately I don't have any mask. What can be done? How about searching on Google how to make a mask. Aha, Google has all the solutions. I got it. But need to cut some papers and use black tape. Without wasting time I started making my mask.

It's made successfully. I saw myself in the bathroom mirror by wearing the mask. Not bad. Looking so cool. Looks like I am the leader of the bank robbery team. Naked leader with the mask. Well, I shouldn't waste more time. Let's start writing. Story of midnight. Time passing on. I am lost in writing. Pages after pages are being written smoothly. No one tried to look at my window from that building. I am so comfortable. Actually there was no problem if I didn't wear that mask. No one was going to spy on me. Its so busy life here. People don't have time to look at others. Its Europe. It's my mind that made me think a lot. If someday you wear a shoe with little problem and you're going to office your mind will make you think at everyone on the road looking at your shoes that day. But in reality no one is bothering about what did you wear. It's the psychological matter.

My story is finished. Let's open the window and go to sleep naked tonight. Let's experience a new night of sleeping naked. This chance won't come often. So don't miss it.

Snow White Sky

Horizon, where the sky meets with the earth there are some birds flying away. Today's sky is snow white and very clear. Mind becomes fresh after looking at it for few moments. Though my mind is so much fresh from the morning. After a long period of time today morning I talked with my parents for more than two hours. Asked about everyone I know at back home. So right now I am the happiest person in this planet.


If anybody asks me if I don't want to go back to my country then I simply reply them "NO"! I don't want to go back to my country. Don't you miss your country? I reply no I don't miss my country. I don't miss my country, neighbors, relatives, birds, trees, breeze, flowers, sounds and my siblings. But today after talking with my parents I actually realize how much I miss them all. I still remember the very title incidents of my life that I left behind me.


There was a street beggar who used to come to our house every Friday after jummah prayer. He was disabled to walk properly. Very poor, most of the time hungry. His children left him alone after his wife died. My mother used to give him proper meals. Our yard a cement built yard. I used to watch him while he was eating. I could see happiness in his eyes. He took so long to finish. But I never moved. I watched him till the end. After finishing his meal he used to raised his hands towards the sky, where God lives, and used to pray for the well being of my mother. I liked that moment very much. His wording and expressions were very real and heart touching. I can still remember that.


This morning, I asked my mom about that street beggar. My mom shocked me when told he had died nearly one year ago! I became wordless. I couldn't believe my ears! I can't see him again in my life! I can't hear his prayers for my mom! Poor guy! What is life! It felt one nice happy page was tore off from my "life book". What did I just hear! It made me so sad and broken heart.


Should I go to see the snow white sky to resolve my mood back? Let's go...


There were no birds flying in the sky anymore. They were vanished in the horizon. Instead of birds I can see an emergency helicopter flying there. It's going to rescue some fire victims. News showed lately on TV fire caught in a building. There is no electricity for more than one hour. What an unbelievable situation. Too much silence all around. No charge on phone. Laptop's battery is dying as well. Nothing to do. Better to have a long nap. Brain need to be charged also. Isn't it?

Happy days run faster

I came to my aunt's home 5 days ago. I took night bus for the journey to enjoy the next morning. Got the whole day. Nice expansion.

Today I am going back. It seemed I spent only one day :(

Planning for a comeback

It's nearly more than three years have  passed since  I stopped writing on my blog. I am planning to make a comeback with new topics. I need write something on my blog before leave this world. I want to pen down some stories of my life that I can't share with anyone in my real life. It will be only for my virtual friends. 

The great drama! Little roles!

The world is a peculiar stage of drama. Everyone is acting their roles. Some characters are long lasting and some are very short lived! Life is a mega serial. Un-numerous episodes going on. Seems it has no ending. From early childhood it made me think about the motive of our life in this world. Why some people just die without any reason. Some people born in the world, not very famous. Nobody knows them very well. They pass a very calm and sole life. Isolated too. They have no big contribution in the society. They just live, eat, sleep, work and die someday suddenly.



These type of people don't play any great role for mankind. Nobody cries on their sudden death except their mother or near and dear ones. I knew a man who lived in our locality. He was a little bit thug by nature. He used to cheat people. There was a bus stand near of our house. He used to take toll from the buses which came from other areas. He was little bit dangerous so nobody protested him. He was married and had two kids. I knew his son. Because we were studying in the same school. One day in the afternoon I heard that his father was dead by electric short circuit. It gave me a big shock!!!

Later I had thought too much about him. Why he came in this world, what role he played! Was there any impact of his birth and death to the civilization?



Another boy I knew very well from our area. Very notorious boy. He used to steal coconut from others house. He used to break the light bulbs from others home. Nobody protested him cause he was very naughty. If anyone complained to his parents then he started bothering them too much. He started to pee in their yards or in front of their main door in the morning. He was an addicted boy too. But his family was very noble. They got shame for him.



One evening I came from college and heard from my mother that the notorious boy was died in the afternoon by sinking in pond water while he was catching fish by net. What a short life! He was only 22 years old. Many people took the breath of peace for his death but it made me shocked again. Why he came to this world? What is his contribution to this mankind! Why he passed away in short times!



I also think about myself. What the great thing I'm giving to this world, to the mankind! Why I came here! Why should I leave the stage of world's drama!





One of my uncle's wife had died of Blood Cancer few days ago. She left a daughter of three years only! My uncle became speechless! He can't believe yet what had happened to him, to his daughter! She was a nice lady. They had a good family life. But within one week after doctor detected her blood cancer she had passed away! What will happen to her daughter:(? Who will feed her like the motherly affection:(? Who will sing a lullaby for her in summer nights:(? Who will hug her deeply when she cries a lot in the middle of night:(? I know she won't ask all these questions as I'm thinking but some day she'll think like this for sure!





What is the answer of her questions!!!!! Why her mother played a little role in a great drama! Why the director didn't let her play till end of the drama!!! :s

The biycle, that I never owned

One sunny Friday, quite a bright day! It was public holiday because of the Bengali new year. Now i can't remember the year I'm mentioning about.



By the way, there was little boy in my neighborhood. And i was younger than him.



It was my habit to sit on grass in front of our home. I also used to walk over the misty grasses by bare foot. It gave me an amazing feeling on my foot. That little boy used to walk with me too. There grew a little friendship between us. His parents promised him to present a bicycle if he becomes the first boy in the class. I was pleased by their idea. I also demanded to my parents to present me a bicycle. They promised me too to give me only if I come the first boy of my class.

After the final exam that little boy came first in his class and his parents fulfilled their promise. They gave him a Phoenix bicycle. He was very happy. But on the other hand, I could not come the first boy of my class. I became the second boy jointly with other boy. So my parents did not present me the bicycle.





The next day I saw that little boy riding his new bicycle in front of our home. He was very very happy to ride his new bike. But I was just crying inside:'( He offered me to ride his bike but I never touched his bike for a single moment. And slowly slowly I started to keep away from him..



After one year they changed their home because of his father's job. He came to me for farewell. I could not talk well with him. I don't know why I did that time. I liked him too much. He was a good friend of me:) Now I am feeling regret for that farewell day....





I think he could understand my mental weather. He got new bike but I didn't. So, he offered me to take his bike forever but I denied to take his bike. I told you've got it for your ability. I have no ability to own this bike.

To my Mom

Dear mom,

hahahah.... i never called you like this. I mean i never called you as mom. I like to call you Amma. I have no special day to show my love for you. Mom, I love you everyday. You can show your love and affection very clearly towards me but I can not show that at all. I don't know why i can't show

Bin Tere Sanam

Now I am in class. At computer Lab. Everyone busy with their works. Dave, out IT tutor brought us here to do some presentation on our work. But I am not doing that at all :D

I am listening music by using my phone's headphone. I am listening a nice old song 'Bin Tere Sanam' :)



Download mp3 of Bin Tere Sanam

Visit to Museum

Few days ago we went the People's History Museum. I took some photos there.

WWW

Before come to UK I heard some myths about UK from friends and blog. About the 3Ws. The three Ws are very uncertain here.


Weather....



Work.... and



Women :P

I LOVE MY BLOG

I deleted my blog and undeleted. Then I deleted again, now its undeleted! I deleted it for many reasons. One reason is my craziness! But finally i'll write blogs again cause i love my blog too much. I made it by hard work and spent much times behind it:)

Ra! Sister the best :)

Today, at afternoon I got another phone call from Ra. My lovely lovely sweet sister! I liked this phone call too much! I liked her voice too much. I liked her talking so much. It seemed just like I'm talking with my own younger sister!


I liked her demand for my coming back to somewhere! I liked her crying for my coming back so much! I want to response her calling, her crying, her shouting but I'm sorry to say my dear sister I can't keep your words! I want to be with you again but I can't go back my sweet sister!

In my life, i never got so many overseas calls like this week! I'm very glad to have those calls! My tears want to flow over my cheeks! How can i deny her sisterly love? She told she has no brother! I also don't have any sister like you, Ra!


I got many virtual sisters. But she is the best sister among all. I can't forget you easily. Never can my dear sister! Never! Don't be worried for me. I'll be with you, always! Just keep fine.

I talked for last one year!

I got a phone call. Someone called me that i didn't expect! That person lost words! I thought it was for bad net. I don't know why called me, what wanted to talk, talk and talk! Cause i don't want talk anymore! I'm tired now, i was talk, talk and talking for last one year! I'm very tired now! I need rest, really need rest! I am wounded, i need healing!

I'm not lucky this time to have that call. It would happened too ago then i would thought myself as lucky guy! But i was never a lucky guy. And still now i'm not a lucky guy!

My first friend!

There is a saying- the first of anything impresses us the most! That is why we can hardly ever forget our first friend, first success and first love! But unfortunately I've forgot my first friend :(


I searched my mind again and again and again for the person who was my first friend! Many names came in mind but I'm not sure about any of them!


Now, at this moment, at this deep night i want remember my first friend. In my life I've very few friends. In a friendship sacrifice is the most important thing that is needed to build good relation among friends! I don't know how to sacrifice for friends. Maybe, for this reason i can't be a good friend. But i got many good friends who gave many sacrifices for me! I'm remembering them at this moment!


I got a friend when i was in class two. He was very innocent boy. Polite, cute and little bit intelligent. Very kind to me! That time, I joined the new school. I was a newcomer there. Unknown to all. But he received me very friendly and warmly. He gave me seat besides him. And in few days he became my best friend.


He was very good in mathematics. I was too weak :D. So he taught me many mathematical terms! In mathematics class when teacher asked to solve any problem then i just try to copy him :D if any day he didn't come then i would become so alone, so helpless! Mostly in mathematics class :P


His home was near to our school. So, at break time he used to bring me to their home. His mom loved me very much and gave me many delicious food! His father was a farmer. He had sugar cane field. I liked to eat sugar cane;) so he used to bring me to their sugar cane field. And i collected the best sugar cane to eat:)


In later time i lost him! He became ill and failed the final exam. And for long time he was on bed. Maybe five or six years later i saw him again. That time i was studying in high school, in class nine! He got admitted in class six! I became big boy with little bit big mentality. But his disease kept him like a kid yet.


I went to meet him. Told about our friendship. But he couldn't recognize me :( i went to him many times again, later! But he couldn't remember any single thing about our friendship! I became very sad.



I was studying in college. In holidays, i went to home to visit my parents. It was bright sunny day. There is a high way road in front of our home. I was standing under our mango tree there. I saw a vehicle coming from to far and announcing about someone's death! When it came nearer to me i listened clearly that it's announcing the death news of my that friend :'(


I miss you my friend, i love you so much! May God give you the best place in heaven!

Sisterly Love, that I remember always!

One year younger than me. Very naughty to me. But very caring about me! From childhood i spent my valuable moments with her! We used to play together, eat together! Watching TV together, hiding from olders together! Also we use to go to primary school together! Our school started from 12 at noon. Maybe then i was in class four and she was in class three! That time on sunday there was a cartoon series named 'DuckTales' on indian channel DD1. Thats was my favourite cartoon series. It started from 11.30am. It was 30 minutes' show. So that days i always became late for my class! It took 10 minutes to reach our school by foot. But though it was late she didn't leave me at home alone. She just kept waiting for me until finish the cartoon series! Then we together went to school! Teacher punished me for late! And her too :( but she had no objections for that!



Yes! She's my dear younger sister. Always loved me too much! At my childhood, many olders teased me by saying that i was an adopted boy in this family from a poor family! And my mom is still alive, begging on the streets! In my little mind i also started to belive it too! Cause i was the darker kid of our family! My other sisters and brothers were fairer than me! So i also started to belive that i'm not from this family! I'm not one of them! I'm adopted from a poor family! I've a poor mom who begs on the streets! Any day she'll come and will take me back:(. My younger sister also belived that. But she always assured me, bro! Don't be worried. I'll hide you when your mom will come to take you back! I'll protect you from her! I won't let you go! Won't, won't! Never, Noway!





One day at afternoon. It was our holiday. My mother was not at home. Maybe went somewhere for shopping or something else. Our Aunty was taking care of us! We just finished our lunch. That time a woman who is a beggar came to our home for asking some food! She was hungry till last night. My aunt gave her some food. She was eating that food by sitting on our front yard.



Suddenly aunty came to me and told hey nephew, be ready! Be ready? What for? I asked my aunty. My sist was with me that time. We just had a little fight. Aunty told, your real mom is waiting for you to bring you back!!!



WHAT??? Me and my sist both shouted loudly! I ran away from there and hide myself in the bathroom! My sist ran to the garage and brough a big club! And knocked the bathroom door! I got feared! Asked, who is there? She whispered, bro its me! Don't fear. Just come out and see how i protect you from that witch! I came out on her words!



Now she pulled me under our bed! That time we used to sleep in same bed! It was biggar! I went to the last edge under the bed. And she was outside waiting with the big club. Just like guards! I spent at least two or three hours under the bed and she was still there protecting me from my FAKE MOTHER :D



Between that times i told sist, i'm hungry! She went to the kitchen and brough dry food for me! I finished them all under the bed. Hahaha. . :D :D :D



But finally no fake mother came to bring me back! It was just a kidding with me from our aunt! Hahaha. . .



Though it was a joke but i got my sist very caring about me and i could feel how much she loves me!

HaPpY birthday to YoU, MISS ANNA!

There is a saying- don't ask the girls about their age and don't ask the guys about their salaries! I don't know who started this saying and why he or she stared it! And from when it was started. But its very favourite to girls. Whenever you ask any girl about their age they just smile and tell don't you know Mr it's not a gentleman's job to ask about age to a girl :P Hahaha! I wanna be a gentleman too so miss anna i won't ask about your age that how old are you miss :D ?





Its not a matter that how old are you! But its a matter that today is your birthday! So, happy birthday:) I don't know is it really a happy day for you! Who knows? Maybe my baby can inform me about that:D. Miss, i don't know about you anything. Maybe two days ago i had known about you from your student from her blog! There is given your pics too! Nice pics! I stole one of that and used somewhere! You saw that and cried(who knows was it crocodile's tears or not :D ) to your student! She informed me so instantly i deleted that! Sorry for that if you really got hurt by saw your nice pic's bad use :( hope you'll take it easily! After all i liked your pic! Hehehe. .



Some people say i don't talk with unknown people! Its their nature but if you don't meet with them, talk with them then how can you know about them? So, meet with them, talk to them! So add me in your yahoo friend list:D



I don't celebrate birthday parties. I don't like it. But i like to wish my friends for their birthday. Then you can ask why have you greeted me though i'm not your friend? Ok ok no problem ma'am! We'll be friend then, too soon :D



I visited your blog. You choose nice blog template for your blog. I hope you'll modify it again. And must write something there! Must be in english language:P OK?

Funny Grandma

Yesterday i got a funny grandma online! She is so funny. I liked her most. She told her name is Fanny but i found her real funny:D. When i asked how young are you? She just replied I'm 62 years young:D. Hahaha. Really funny! She likes to keep her hair messy all the times. But i liked her that messy hair style so much! She asked me to create a website for her. But i'm sorry that i don't have much time to spend behind websites. I'll try for her website, later! Actually its not so easy to create website instantly.



She is nice girl. All that i can tell, i liked her. I got fun in chat with her! I hope we can build a good friendship. At last Fanny, i'm so sad to hear your sad story:( actually cyber world is full with frauds! So be careful. My good wishes are with you:)

Dear Mobile Phone

I'v opened blog and electricity gone! But who can insist me from blogging? I'v opened my dear mobile phone. Mobile phone, my best friend. All friends lying in my phone :D. I spend my all day with this mobile phone. Before going bed I use my mobile, after wake at early morning I check my mobile phone. I think it's hard for me to live without mobile phone. If one day i'm away from my mobile phone it seems i'm hundred years away from it. Dear mobile phone, I love you so much:)

I had nothing to say but dropping my tears for him and her :’(

I met with him at least four years ago. We both got admitted in Engineering College. Our trends were to computers from the very childhood. Our fate brought us together in the same college, same hostel and in same room. He is one or two years younger than me. But I took him as my close friend and brother. He respects me like as his older brother. We share everything with each other. He is very helpful. Always ready to help me at any cost. But in the reply of his love and respect I can't give him proper feedback. I feel sad for that. I want help him but for many untold reasons I don't help him (only in few matters). By the way, when we were in second semester he fell in love with a girl of our class. The girl is so beautiful amongst other girls of our class. She also loved him. I saw many love couples but never saw couple like them. They love each other too much that are found always in stories or in movies. My friend did everything to make her happy and smile. And she helped him in every way. He is too much owed to her. We were so sure that they will get married one day. We always teased them by calling them husband wife. I think they also started to dream about that relation.  





Today is their love relation's anniversary. This afternoon I heard my friend was talking with a guy about his lover girl. I paid attention to their chatting. And the all I understood about their chatting is they were talking about his girlfriend's marriage with another guy!!! What a shocking news for me! Her face came to in my mind for a little moment! I asked him loudly, what are you talking about, Foys? He answered my questions. I heard them all. I had nothing to say but dropping my tears for him and her :'(

Double Personality

I know a guy who has double personality! Once upon a time i had seen in a hindi movie about double personality. It's an interesting topic of psychology, maybe! I'v curious about psychological matters.





I like to read stories about psychological factors. Many writers can describe psychological things in very artistic way. I enjoyed their stories but never thought i would met with any double personality guy. I can observe his every deeds from very near.



I'm learning about him. Talking with him. Too soon i'll publish his interesting stories. I think you'll enjoy it;)