In pursuit of freedom

I was watching a tv show called Chef's table. One of their episode was based on Chef Francis Mallmann. He in an wonderful story teller at least in the show. He was telling a story his childhood, the inspiration of his life and cooking. The story goes like: Francis met a guy in his childhood on the way back to home from school. He used to see the guy driving with a new lady everyday while Francis walk back. One day the guy asked Francis if he wants a ride to home. Francis somehow ended-up in that guy's house. There he found two young lady completely naked enjoying the sun by a pool. The young ladies saw Francis and asked leniently if he wants anything for drink? It was very unusual or uncommon scene for a kid like Francis. The whole thing stuck in his head and that guided him rest of his life.

What did Francis see? Francis didn't see the lavish life a guy neither the naked ladies. Francis saw freedom and spend his life in pursuit of that freedom. In Francis word he saw a world where people are free and free from everything. His search for that freedom brought us today's Francis Mallmann. Francis saw something, a school boy's dream scene, but he took an entirely different idea from there "the very concept of freedom." This is how diversity works, this is the beauty of diversity in ideas. This is how ideas propagate, evolve and make us little more mature every day. 

এ মায়া প্রপঞ্চময়

এ মায়া প্রপঞ্চময়
ভব রঙ্গমঞ্চ মাঝে, রঙের নট নটবর হরি
যারে যা সাজান সেই তাই সাজে
এ মায়া প্রপঞ্চময়

মাতৃসাজে সেজেছিস মা
করিতে স্নেহের অভিনয়,
কর্মক্ষেত্রে কর্মসূত্রে আমি তোর সেজেছি তনয়
এই নাটকের এই অঙ্কে
স্থান পেয়েছি মা তোর অঙ্কে
হয়তো পর অঙ্কে, পর অঙ্কে পুত্র সেজে
এ মায়া প্রপঞ্চময়

কর্মক্ষেত্রে জীবমাত্রে মায়াসূত্রে সবাই গাথাঁ
কেহ পুত্র, কেহ মিত্র, কেহ ভার্যা, কেহ ভ্রাতা
কেউ সেজে এসেছেন পিতা
কেহ স্নেহময়ী মাতা
কত রঙের অভিনেতা
আছেন কত সাজে সেজে
এ মায়া প্রপঞ্চময়

যার যখন হতেছে সাঙ্গ
এ রঙ্গভূমির অভিনয়
কাকস্য পরিবেদনা
তখন সে আর কারো নয়
কোথা রয় প্রেয়সীর প্রণয়
পুত্র কন্যার কাতর বিনয়
শুনেনা সে কারো অনুনয়
চলে যায় সাজশয্যা থেকে
এ মায়া প্রপঞ্চময়

না হইলে কর্মশেষ
কত যাব মা কত আসব
সঙ সেজে সংসার মাঝে
কত হাসব কত কাঁদব
ভূষণ বলে যবে আসব
মায়ামোহ তবে নাশব
মহাযোগে তবে বসব
মিশব হরির পদরজে
এ মায়া প্রপঞ্চময়

I'm going slightly mad

When the outside temperature rises
And the meaning is oh so clear
One thousand and one yellow daffodils
Begin to dance in front of you, oh dear
Are they trying to tell you something?
You're missing that one final screw
You're simply not in the pink my dear
To be honest you haven't got a clue
I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened, happened
It finally happened, ooh woh
It finally happened, I'm slightly mad
Oh dear

I'm one card short of a full deck
I'm not quite the shilling
One wave short of a shipwreck
I'm not my usual top billing
I'm coming down with a fever
I'm really out to sea
This kettle is boiling over
I think I'm a banana tree
Oh dear
I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad (I'm going slightly mad)
It finally happened, happened
It finally happened, uh huh
It finally happened, I'm slightly mad
Oh dear

Uh uh ah ah
Uh uh ah ah

I'm knitting with only one needle
Unraveling fast it's true
I'm driving only three wheels these days
But my dear, how about you?
I'm going slightly mad
I'm going slightly mad
It finally happened
It finally happened, oh yes
It finally happened
I'm slightly mad
Just very slightly mad
And there you have it

[Queen]

Don't Stop Believin

Just a small town girl

Livin' in a lonely world

She took the midnight train

Goin' anywhere

Just a city boy

Born and raised in South Detroit

He took the midnight train

Goin' anywhere

A singer in a smokey room

The smell of wine and cheap perfume

For a smile they can share the night

It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting

Up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching

In the night

Streetlight people

Livin' just to find emotion

Hidin' somewhere in the night

Workin' hard to get my fill

Everybody wants a thrill

Payin' anything to roll the dice

Just one more time

Some will win

Some will lose

Some were born to sing the blues

Oh, the movie never ends

It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting

Up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching

In the night

Streetlight people

Livin' just to find emotion

Hidin' somewhere in the night

Don't stop believin'

Hold on to that feelin'

Streetlight people

Don't stop believin'

Hold on

Streetlight people

Don't stop believin'

Hold on to that feelin'

Streetlight people

[Journey]

Becoming a tree...

I never owned any property in my life. Owning a property always felt like a property of trees to me. I never thought I would own one. Now, I own one. I became a tree officially. Every time I think of the house, I feel like a tree. Now, I will not be able to move, I am attached to the land somehow. Soon, I will spread my branches and other stuff too. I am yet to see what next. I love life, it never ceases to surprise me.

Separate Ways

Here we stand

Worlds apart

Hearts broken in two, two, two

Sleepless nights

Losing ground

I'm reaching for you, you, you

Feelin' that it's gone

Can't change your mind

If we can't go on

To survive the tide

Love divides

Someday love will find you

Break those chains that bind you

One night will remind you

How we touched

And went our separate ways

If he ever hurts you

True love won't desert you

You know I still love you

Though we touched

And went our separate ways

Troubled times

Caught between confusions and pain, pain, pain

Distant eyes

Promises we made were in vain

In vain, vain

If you must go

I wish you love

You'll never walk alone

Take care my love

Miss you love

Someday love will find you

Break those chains that bind you

One night will remind you

How we touched

And went our separate ways

If he ever hurts you

True love won't desert you

You know I still love you

Though we touched

And went our separate ways

Oooooooooh...........

Someday love will find you

Break those chains that bind you

One night will remind you

If he ever hurts you

True love won't desert you

You know I still love you

I still love you, girl

I really love you, girl

And if he ever hurts you

True love won't desert you

Nooooooooo..............

Nooooooooo..............

[Journey]

Reading & Writing

I have been thinking of getting back into the having of reading and writing again. It's been a long I didn't write anything. I am missing writing part of Shiblee. Somebody once told me the best way to write a journal is "write as if nobody is reading." I don't know what is the purpose of writing if there is no one to read but it seems like a good idea for blogging.

I have not read any single book in last six months! That's terrifying. When I look back and how did I not miss reading? I couldn't come up with the answer. I think my living room is stealing a fair share of my time. I am not a TV person but still I spend a good part of the day in front of it. Not watching tv but all sorts of random crap; and there youtube too! Which is the television of new generation. 

What do I do then? 1) Read random crap, 2) Watch random youtube videos, 3) Check smart phones, 4) Play games, 5) Family time, 6) Household maintenance, 6) Cooking, etc. Let's see, "Read random crap"? I don't consider it reading. It is probably pseudo-reading, it gave me the fulfillment of being on the bleeding edge but in reality it is full of shit. And most of it is not useful at all. Now that online publishing is super easy, anybody and everybody (including me) can have their own publisher and publish all sorts of garbage. There is not much point in spending time on those.

"Watch random youtube crap" This is the age of internet and youtube is a great way to learn things. But in reality very few of them has any depth at all. I am not all against them but I think I should be seriously limit my time on those. "Check smartphone" is the disease of our generation. I don't know what other people do on their smart phone when they check it, but 95% I do nothing useful. And the useful parts are shattered all over the places. Smartphone saves out time by making live easy but snitched all those time by hyper context switching. I need be more diligent about this smart devices, I feel like they are out-smarting myself. 

"Playing games" - this is the new thing. In last few weeks I spend a fair amount of time playing games. I am not sure which category it belongs to but compared other three I think it is better use of time. I consider rest are useful and super good use of time. Some of them actually made me learn things and solve problems. It seems like I need to cut down my "chaotic use of device time" into more consolidated effective use. I want to go back my habit of reading and writing again. No more random crap.

Firework

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag

Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?

Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin

Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep six feet under?

Screams but no one seems to hear a thing

Do you know that there's still a chance for you

'Cause there's a spark in you?

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine

Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause, baby, you're a firework

Come on, show 'em what you're worth

Make 'em go, "Aah, aah, aah"

As you shoot across the sky...

Baby, you're a firework

Come on, let your colours burst

Make 'em go, "Aah, aah, aah"

You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

You don't have to feel like a wasted space

You're original, cannot be replaced

If you only knew what the future holds

After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe a reason why all the doors are closed

So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road

Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow

And when it's time you'll know

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine

Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause, baby, you're a firework

Come on, show 'em what you're worth

Make 'em go, "Aah, aah, aah"

As you shoot across the sky...

Baby, you're a firework

Come on, let your colours burst

Make 'em go, "Aah, aah, aah"

You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

It's always been inside of you, you, you

And now it's time to let it through...

'Cause, baby, you're a firework

Come on, show 'em what you're worth

Make 'em go, "Aah, aah, aah"

As you shoot across the sky...

Baby, you're a firework

Come on, let your colours burst

Make 'em go, "Aah, aah, aah"

You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

Boom, boom, boom

Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon

[Katy Perry]

Dark Souls

There is real beauty in Dark Souls. It reveals that life is more suffering than pleasure, more failure than success, and that even the momentary relief of achievement is wiped away by new levels of difficulty. It is also a testament to our persistence in the face of that suffering, and it offers the comfort of a community of other players all stuck in the same hellish quagmire. Those are good qualities. That is art. And you can get all of that from the first five hours of Dark Souls. The remaining 90 or so offer nothing but an increasingly nonsensical variation on that experience. - Michael Thomsen

I was researching about the game Dark souls yesterday and found somebody shared the above quote about Dark Souls. Forget about game, I was moved the view itself. "life is more suffering than pleasure, more failure than success" - I guess it was always like that, I just didn't realize it entirely. Again "momentary relief of achievement is wiped away by new levels of difficulty" sure it is. Life is surely all about that. And then "It is also a testament to our persistence in the face of that suffering," - this was too much!

MSN Messenger is shutting down

The Verge: MSN Messenger is finally shutting down after 15 years.

There is nothing new in that news. But this morning I opened verge and saw the message. I was thinking man I am getting old. This is the beginning of the end of our era. I remember my internet life begin around the same time as MSN messenger. I had numerous moments with MSN messenger. I even have MSN address that I still use. Not many people use that msn.com address. I believe Microsoft started using hotmail.com around 2001 or something like that.

I remember it was annoying many ways but it was still one of the best out there. Chatting gonna be pretty much obsolete within few years. Mobile messaging gonna take the place. That's why we see piles of messaging applications out there. Life goes on in a circle.