My Mad Creations of Today..

I don't know what happen to me today.. after seeing two picture I wrote two poems..these are in Bangla..I don't know who read my blog will like it or not... but after a long gap I have wrote these poems.. and can't able to control my self to share it with others......Here are my poems:


Photographer: Farhana Zamil Tinny

##Amar janala

Amar ghorer chotto janala,
sheta diye ami akash dekhi
akasher rong dekhi,
rup dekhi,
r moner majhe chobi aki
gan kori, notun shur tuli...

aj amar pashe keu nei
ache shudu oi ak chilte akash
amar janalar ak chilte akash
godhuli r alo te akash amay dake
rong e amay rangate chay
shapno akte chay amar mone..

aj amar apon keu nei
ache shudhu oi akchilte akash..
je amay shopno dekhay...
amar shopner feriwala..


##Tomake Boler Chilo

Shedin godhulir alo te tumi amar pashe chile....
hat duti dhore chile, kache tene niye bolechile Valobashi..
amar mone tomar chobi ake diye chile...
agamir shopno akae diyechile...

shedin godhulir alo te tumi amar sobtake tomar kore niyechile..
bolechile, amader shopno kakhono shotti hobe na jani....
tarporeo tomay valobashi....shopno dekhi....
tomay vabi...tomay chai...

shedin godhulir alo te amader shopnogulu mone basa bedhechilo..
aj abar godhuli eseche.....
ami aka dariye aci..tumi pase nei...
shudhu ache tomar deya alokito shesob shapno....
r tomar jonne amar offuranto valobasha..

shedin godhuli belay amar kichu boler chilo...
tumi takhon pase chile..kintu kisu bola hoyni...
aj ami bolbo..jodio tumi pase nei....
aj ami bolbo, tomay valobashi..onek besi..


##Megh!!

megh o megh,
jaccho kothay?
amay nebe tomar songe?
tomar shathe pari debo
ojanar oi pothe jabo...
nebe amay?

megh o megh,
tomar velay vashbo ami
r vashabo joto dhukkho
joto kosto ache joma...

nebe amay tomar songe?
megh o megh!!

##Opekkha

je tumi amay bachte shikhiyecho
je tumi amay haste shikhiyecho
she tumi amay keno aj
bina doshe dure shoriye diccho

aj tumi amar theke dure acho jani
tai bole ki amar chokher jol tomay chuye jay na??
amar kosto gulu ki bujhte paro na??
tahole keno bolechile amay tumi bujho?
aj tomar kache amar prosno...
uttor dao..ami oppekhay achi



I am waiting for some comments...

Where Dreams Going to Start...............................

Before starting my story, I want to say something. I have heard this from one of my friends. We were talking about the condition of the girls and the current status of them. This story was happened five years ago. I was not able to write this story as it is. There is some modification. Sorry for that but the theme is as it is. Read this and comment what you think on this topic…I am waiting for your response…

My name is Anita. I am a second year medical student. I am a very simple girl and dream and think like other ordinary girls of my country. I was born in Rajshahi in a middle class family. This family is my rhythm of life, music of my day. I was brought up in a very open minded family. In this family, I have learnt how to live life, lead a life. My mother is a person who is my idol though she is a simple house wife. My father is a govt. employee. With my younger sister I had a nice happy family. I used "had" in my past sentence, because actually it was. Now my family is an almost destroyed family. Do U know why? That is because of me…. (Crying)...

I was a first year student of H.S.C... I was a topper in my school. I achieved lots of awards in my student life. But that time was very horrific for me. When I think about that time I am not in mine. Just asking question to myself what’s my fault and the fault of my family ? For that we r suffering from these types of life time difficulties….. None can give me the answer….

The story started from the first day of my college. My college is a combined college. That’s why there is no boundary to mix with boys... But they never attracted me. But as a girl, I was attracted by them... I have some female friends who are also from my same school and they were really close to me. One boy noticed me from the first day of my college…he was planning to convince me… he was one year senior to me. He had a bet with his friends that he would have me anyway or at any cost for some time. For his purpose he also convinced my friends who were very close to me that time….I was thinking they were my good friend…but alas!!

I was enjoying my new college life. I like to travel. When I got time I tried to go for a trip with those so called good friends. After about 9/10 month, I got a trip with my friends. The place is little far from my home as well as Rajshahi town. The place was so beautiful. The day was also nice; but that beautiful day gave me a lot of pain for my life. We were 6 friends there. One of my friends took us in her cousin house. The house was very near to that place. As we were friend I have no doubt to go with them, though I was not familiar to her cousin. The house was so calm and quiet. We were given juice and some cookies. After having juice, I did not feel well. The scene was so imprecise to me. But in that condition, I saw that boy in the room. All of them were laughing at me. I realized I was trapped by my friends and something was going to happen.

For 3 hours, I was unconscious. And those 3 hours take everything from my life. That boy raped me, as his expectation got me anyway for some times. He won his gamble. But I lost everything. When I got my sense, the boy was with me; friends were not there. He was smiling and looking at me. He said me, “sweetheart, you are so good to test”. My eyes burst into tears. I was crying, did not understand what to do, where to go. In that condition, the boy told me that, his friends already informed not only my family but also those who know me well. I was trying to sort out myself and back in my home, but didn’t know how to go there. He proposed me to go with him. He said, “I won what I want; now it’s my responsibility to see you off.”

Within half an hour I reached my home. My neighbors were watching me if I were a clown. My dad did not ask me anything. Mom was crying and my sis had no word to say. I went to my room. After an hour, my father came to me. He said me, “dear, I know you, I trust you. I know what happened was not your fault. You are not this type of girl. What I have given you that are not so worthless. Don’t worry but never commit suicide. Show those coward guys that you can fight. You are strong enough to stand against all odds. Prove that you are a human being.” I don’t know how a father inspires his daughter in such condition. Mom came and embarrassed me crying. Today I can realize that what they did that time. After that incident, it was so difficult for us to lead our life in the society. That coward always gives us threats. We lodged case against them but there was no action.

In spite of all odd situations, I completed my Higher Secondary with great honor. I again topped in the college. In my result day, everyone around us was shocked. All of them had one question, how can it be possible for me to do it? My parents were the proudest parents. Till now I have threats. But now I am going to establish my career with honor and pride. Though I know much more difficulties are waiting to come and hit me... let them come… I will again fight. I will fight against all odds and I am confident I will win all my rights to dream about my life which I get because of my parents. God gives me, the best gift of the world…now I need nothing...Now I am in that position from where a new Dreams Going to Start...

My Hostel Life

After a long time, I am writing in the blog...I am feeling sorry for not writing here for a long time. You know I am a university student… and I am living in my university hostel….

There are some advantages of living in the hostel or in university dormitory. By this you can meet with a lot of people... different types of people with different ideas, choice, lifestyle, thoughts, ambitions...our hostel is in an apartment. We live 11 girls here. We have 4 rooms with a dinning and a kitchen. It’s a nice apartment. I like it. As I say there live different types of girls from different department. We are five girls from Electrical & Electronics Department, four girls from BBA, and two are from CIS and CS Department.
They came from different parts of Bangladesh.

I have two more girls in my room without me. One is belongs to my subject another from BBA. We are in the same batch but in the different semester. One of my roommates likes to have fun all the time. She wants to enjoy every moment of life. She is from Noakhali. She is the elder daughter of her parents. She has one younger sister and younger brother. According to her; she is a very egoistic person. But that never reflects on her work it’s my opinion. She likes to sleep. She never cares anyone. She is the queen of herself. She has no feelings if she missed any class due to her slumber. She is not so much serious about study but she studies whole night in the eleventh hour of exam. She likes to dominate others.

It's time to talk about another roommate. She is from Khulna. She is the second kid of her parents. She has an elder brother. She is a much cooled nature girl so far I know about her. She also likes to enjoy her life. She has a good friendship with another roommate. This roommate always attends the class. She is much more conscious about her career as she is from BBA. She is not so healthy girl. She has a nice personality, thoughts. But not so much wills to express her. She studies whenever she wants. She always consider my another roommate.

We have a similarity; and that is we like reading books specially story book, novels and so on. Whenever we collect any book we read it. I like English movies much, but they like Hindi movies. They like rock songs sometime soft too. Rock and loud songs are liked by them. I like instrumentals and soft music. They gossip all the evening and go for study late night. I like to read in after the evening, that’s why I always try to go library in the evening to complete my study... as I have class in the morning, I like to sleep as early as possible. But sometimes it doesn’t happen when I have a load of study and sometimes when my roommates study or talking or gossiping the whole night. They like funny things all the time but I don’t like funny things all the time. I also do fun when I am in up gear. We sometimes have late night party in our hostel in the occasion of Birthday’s. We want to celebrate these days because we are living far from our sweet families.


With lots of similarities and dissimilarities we are living together. By living together, we are trying to match up in every situation and every difficulty. How much we can tolerate, how much we can avoid or ignore, we know this after living here. Those people never live in the dormitory or hall or hostel will never know what a life it is!!