Monday, August 31, 2009
বিচ্ছিন্ন মানুষ!
মানুষ! বিচ্ছন্ন এই গ্রহের বিচ্ছিন্ন মানুষ! আমরা সবাই কি বিচ্ছিন্ন নই? খুব জানতে ইচ্ছে করে, কোন অদ্ভুত রসায়ন মানুষকে মানুষ বানায়? মানুষ কি শুধুই একটি মানুষ নাকি অনেক মানুষের একটা সম্মিলিত প্রতিচ্ছবি? মাঝে মাঝে মনে হয় আমার ভেতরের মানুষটা কে বার করে জিঙ্গেস করি, সে কি চায়? আমি জানি সেও আমার মত অন্ধ, সেও কিচ্ছু জানে না, শুধু জানে বেচে থাকতে। আমি আসলে কিছুই জানি না, আমি শুধু জানি আমার কি নাই। আমি বার বার প্রতিবাদ করি আমার কেন নাই। আমি ভুলে যাই আমার কত কি আছে, আমার আছে জীবন, আমার আছে অদ্ভুত এক রসায়ন, যা আমাকে প্রতিনিয়ত মানুষ বলে মনে করিয়ে দেয়।
আমি কেন এমন হলাম? যদি এমন না হতাম তবে কেমন হতাম? কেমন হলে আমার মনে হত আমি ভাল আছি? কেমন হলে মনে হত আমি ঠিক আমার মত? আমার কত প্রশ্ন! আমার কত কিছু জানার আছে, আমি জানতে চাই, ঠিক আমার মত করে। পারি না, জানি না পারব কি না, জানি না কবে পারব, তবে একদিন হয়ত পারব, ঠিক পারব।
Thursday, July 30, 2009
It's 31th July
According to Dhaka time it is 31th, July around one am. Exactly one year before, I took the flight for United States from Dhaka. I have been here for one year, three sixty five days! I can’t believe! Time flies very fast, real fast. What I have done so far other than complaining about my life? Hard to find some real fruitful stuff! I am almost okay in my new place. The only problem is I am missing my buddies.
I got some new friends here, they are okay. Friends in later life are not same as high school friends of college friends. There is something about that time; friends from those days are crazy and it is real easy to find friends at that time. Having new friends is becoming difficult with the age. In fact finding new friend is not easy at this age. Anyway, I got some and they are cool.
I got a family here; they are superb and love them. They care about me a lot. Probably they are the best thing I have got here. I don’t know why, Maruf doesn’t like it and he tried to mock me lot of times. But I never care; even I don’t care of paying attention to him. I am always arrogant; I am more arrogant than I appear to be.
I am almost half way of my masters. I am half way of my research and course works. I am trying to wrap all my things in time. So far I think I am on schedule. I might need little bit extra pace next semester but so far I am okay. Course works are always easy part of the story. Research work is average. Project work is on schedule. Overall I am okay.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Smoking
It was barely in my adolescence when I smoked for the first time. It was kind of exploring something new, something proscribed something different. It was kind of teenage appeal. I didn’t continue smoking at that time. It was random, fun and secret kind of thing. I lost interest of that fun very quickly and after that I never smoke until my college.
When I was in college I used to smoke occasionally but not too often. I was sort of regular smoker since my university life. My regular smoking started with John Player’s Gold Leaf. It was forty bucks at that time (two bucks per stick). It was hard to smoke Gold Leaf because it was a bit harsh. I used to smoke a lot at that time; around one to two packs a day. I used to torture my body at that time quite a lot so it got weak and I couldn’t stand it anymore. By the time, they had increased the price of Gold Leaf, so I had decided to switch to Benson & Hedges. It was very light compare to Gold Leaf. I was trying to be use to with the new brand. I used to smoke Benson & Hedges till I come to United States. That was a pretty long time.
Cigarettes are not that much available here and everyone needs a valid form of government ID card to confirm the age to buy cigarettes. It was kind of difficult for me to carry an ID with me all the time. So, I could not buy it all the time. After trying couple of brands I have started smoking Marlboro Light since I came here. But I used to start losing interest on cigarettes before coming here and unavailability intense the whole thing a little bit. After few months of regular smoking here, once again I become an occasional smoker.
Sometimes, it is really hard to stand the life here. On those days, I need cigarettes. I need cigarettes when I feel bad. I need cigarettes when I miss my friends. I need cigarettes when I think of my old days. I never try to quit smoking because of my health; personally I am not a big fan of the idea “living more by quitting life” but I don't want to kill the other people either.