This incident happened when I was in college. One day my classmate Hasina asked me if I was interested to go see a movie. She said, ‘there’ll be four of us,’ her aunt had agreed to accompany us as a chaperone. I agreed, I knew Hasina’s aunt will accompany us. Sr. Joseph Mary will let us go.
On the afternoon of that day, Hasina told me her aunt was unable to go because something’s come up. I knew we’d have to cancel our plan. But she convinced us,it won’t matter we’d go without the aunt and Sr. Joseph Mary won’t find out. At that time I thought who’d tell her no one would know. That’s where I was wrong.
We came back to our residence ,we were happy we went. Then the most unusual thing happened. One of the girl’s decided to tell Sr. Joseph Mary we had gone to the movie without a chaperone. One by one we were summoned to her office. When my turn came, she asked me, why didn’t I tell her. I felt guilty, for a few minutes I couldn’t speak. I was asked the second time, not really prepared, like a fool I said, ‘I was afraid you’d be angry.’ She said,’Chaman,I really am disappointed.’ I stood there until I was allowed to leave.
One of my friend’s Evelyn, was disgusted with the tattler. She told her she was a snake in the grass, she was trying her best to get us into trouble,while she was free because she told the truth. Had she told us that she feels guilty,she’d tell the teacher,we all would go with her,she went quietly and made us look bad in the eyes of the teacher.
Evelyn didn’t like her approach, so she told her off. She tattled again. This time Sr. Joseph Mary called us to assemble in a classroom and gave us a long lecture about honesty.
We were guilty of breaking the college rules so was the tattler. She cleverly turned it around and came out smelling like a rose.
The weather in my planet will be temperate. It will not have excessive hot or cold climate. It will have some precipitation in the form of rain. Each month there will be a week of rain. This is necessary for plants, animals and for us too. We will have mild summers and winters. It will be pleasant in summer. During the cold season the temperature will not go under forty degrees Fahrenheit. A light coat will be sufficient to stay warm. Spring and Autumn will be colorful .
The inhabitants will work to keep the planet clean and tidy. Each family will have one mode of transportation they will either have a car,bicycle,or motor cycle. There’ll be public transportation for those who prefer . The number of vehicles used on the road will be limited. This will eliminate pollution.
Education will be compulsory and free. Incentives will be given to hardworking students,this will be in the form of cash or something they need. The size of the classroom will not exceed twenty students. Books ,exercise books,pen and pencils will be provided for everyone.
Teachers will help students with their work after school whenever there is need.
The administrators of City Hall will meet once and discuss about the services provided to make sure there is no problem.
My planet will be a happy planet. Steps will be taken to keep everyone happy.
English: Photo of Rabindranath Tagore, taken in 1905 or 1906 by the poet and artist Sukumar Ray, father of Satyajit Ray (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I translated a lot of poems and lyrics of Tagore’s songs. I now feel when it is translated into another language, we lose the meaning of the thoughts the poet is trying to convey. With this in my mind, I am taking a different approach; so that my interested bloggers will understand the thoughts and feelings of the poet.
The poet misses his happy days,he misses his friends and the bond he had with his relatives. He misses the days when he was with his family and friends the bond that he shared. Sure they were not always happy moments, there were sad ones too. But one thing was certain the pain and the laughter was shared equally.
He always hoped the songs that came from his heart will bring joy to others. He felt he was not alone.
All those hopes have disappeared. His golden days are only memories of the past. He dreams the people are still surrounding him and crowding his broken home.
He cannot believe the pain in his heart is unreal. He cannot believe his thoughts are like shadows of birds flying above him. It breaks his heart at the thought that his wonderful days are over.
দিনগুলি মোর সোনার খাঁচায় রইল না-
সেই-যে আমার নানা রঙের দিনগুলি।
কান্নাহাসির বাঁধন তারা সইল না-
সেই-যে আমার নানা রঙের দিনগুলি।।
আমার প্রাণের গানের ভাষা
শিখবে তারা ছিল আশা-
উড়ে গেল, সকল কথা কইল না-
সেই-যে আমার নানা রঙের দিনগুলি।।
স্বপন দেখি, যেন তারা কার আশে
ফেরে আমার ভাঙা খাঁচার চার পাশে-
সেই-যে আমার নানা রঙের দিনগুলি।।
এত বেদন হয় কি ফাঁকি।
ওরা কি সব ছায়ার পাখি।
আকাশ-পারে কিছুই কি গো বইল না-
সেই-যে আমার নানা রঙের দিনগুলি।।
My father was the most important person in my life. He was a very busy man. He went to work at 8 am in the morning, Came home at 5 pm. Every day I looked forward to the time,he’d come home and say, ‘Ranu,how are you today?” I’d sit down and tell him about everything that happened in school. He’d sit by my side and listen.
One day he came back and found me crying. It disturbed him. I always smiled and came running to him. I told him about my day. It was unusual , he asked, ‘Ma ,what’s wrong?’ I told him the servant served cold food, cold food gives me a stomach ache. Dad was not impressed. The servant was warned. From that day my food was never cold.
I’ll give a short introduction about the next one. I always washed my clothes,I didn’t let the servant wash them. I knew they cannot wash better than me. That day it was raining, it was my day to wash my clothes. Mom was cooking in the kitchen. I asked her where will I put my clothes to dry, because it was raining outdoors. Mom yelled at me and told me to leave. I was sad. I carried the clothes and walked in front of my Dad’s room. He smiled and said, ‘What are you doing Ma’. I was in a bad mood, I said, ‘don’t talk to me.’ Hours later I was my old self again, I laughed and talked with my Dad. he looked at me and said, ‘why were you angry earlier?’ I told him Mom was angry with me. He smiled and said, ‘your Mom was angry and you got angry with me.’ ‘ Well that’s okay as long as it made you feel better.’
This was my Dad the most affectionate person in my world. How can anyone else take his place?
I wish I knew someone who I can forgive and forget. In my case there is no one like that. I am glad there is none important enough to consider.
Random Act of kindness : there were a few I was able to do,but they were not a secret,for instance I donated some money to an orphanage in my hometown. It was not a secret, the administrator gave receipts for it. Maybe the children didn’t know,but when someone knows it, in my mind it’s not a secret.
I put some gifts under the Christmas tree in the mall. This can be called a secret. I am not aware how it was received. I felt good, to me it counts.
We are supposed to give ‘zakat’ every year. I try to give money. Sometimes it’s not possible.
Random Thoughts of Kindness Barnstar (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Wasima (Photo credit: since1968)
Wasima and her mother lived in a tiny hut. They had very little money for food and clothing. The mother saved money to buy her daughter a dainty silver set. On her wedding day she wore it. Her friends and family were spellbound,they never saw such a pretty bride!
There are times when we think ‘Silence is Golden’. I feel these words are not always practical in real life situation. I’ll tell you why I’m saying that.
One of my classmates in London , remarked, ‘Sabeth you’ll never have enemies you hardly speak’. ‘Not so, I told him, they think I’m too proud’.
This is one example of silence,the other is people think they can easily tell you off. Silence to them means the person is stupid.
Third example is the one where you do everything you’re asked in return you’re yelled at.
The third example is what I’ll deal with today. My husband asked me to cut his hair one day. He had all the barber’s tools. The only problem was I never trained to be a barber. I told him I did not think I could do it. He assured me it’s simple.
So I took the role of a barber but had no experience. I took on the job and started cutting his hair. I spent about ten minutes when my husband suddenly yelled at me,what was my fault, according to him I was moving too much. I completely lost it I was so angry I thought I’d start crying. I cannot recall if I wept,but I certainly let him know what I thought of his behavior.
My husband was shocked to see me so angry. He had a smile on his face. His expression was enough for me to know he could not believe I’d be this angry.
The Boy Who Cried Wolf – Project Gutenberg etext 19994 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
My least favorite quality in others is lying. There are people I know who think lying is great ,because they look for sympathy from others. I think they’d learn their lesson some day when the people they confided in would find out they’ve been misled. It’ll turn out to be , “The boy who cried wolf story.”
We all have qualities that are least favorite. How can we not, we are humans. Some of us have qualities that are not too bad as long as it does not hurt others.
My least favorite personal quality is: I get angry too quickly without weighing out the situation. I do a few things I’m not proud of, I stop talking with the person for days. It seems my anger keeps building up instead of abating. I do this with my siblings most of the time. If someone comes to talk to me I get angry with him/her too. I try not to lie,from early childhood my Mom ingrained in me the fact that, “God will never forgive if you lie. The only time He will forgive you is when your life is in danger.”
Raiva-Ager-Icon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)