Feel like taking the bat again ....

1.Thesis assignments 's been kicked off with a challenging look on my supervisor's eyes...
2. Professional life is getting more n more challenging as the career of my target has started to move away with time (As it seems for the time being but I'll take it as a local minima..).

3. Most importantly some uncontrolled behavior has started to appear again in my regular dealings. And that's really an awful feeling....
Now all these events have pushed me to call my very old version with what once I wanted to feel in a blank...

Yuh...!! I hope Insha Allah, I'm still that Mim from a bunch of Tapped Tennis Ball Cricketers of TTC campus , who feels that now is the time to take the bat in tight grip looking forward to play a crucial innings to save the game....

For a matter of fact it never really happened in my long struggle to get a permanent place in the TTC 11...

But people do change with time...and over the years I felt the bat in my grip for several times.(..and then for a strange reason I loose the grip or it looses away....as if I never had it!!)

Now let's see if I've made some improvement or not..

Pray for me...everybody....

An optimistic story on Wisdom Web/ Semantic Web/ Web Intelligence/ Web3.0

Web 3.0 or Web Intelligence or Wisdom Web
Consider a possible scenario happening next year, 2011 at the mega event of World Cup Cricket 2011 which will kickoff at Dhaka .
The story is about an interaction between the Wisdom Web and a user. Here the user is a foreigner , 'Robert Hooks' who has just arrived Dhaka to watch the inaugural ceremony of the world cup and would like to find a schedule of the matches to be held at Mirpur stadium. So he walks into the cyber cafe of the hotel he is staying and decides to get some practical wisdom from a public Wisdom Web outlet. He logs in with a user name, “Hooks”, and asks:
“What are the WC2011 matches that will be played at Mirpur stadium ?”
The Wisdom Web thinks for about a second or two and then responds:
“Hello Mr.Hooks!!, You might be looking for a schedule of World Cup Cricket 2011 matches at Mirpur Stadium . Here it is :
Bangladesh Vs India April 11,2011 Sunday
Bangladesh Vs Canada , Aprill 13 2011 Tuesday
Canada Vs India , Aprill 15 2011 Thursday
Would you like to go to watch one or two of them?”
Hook’s reply:
“
Yes, I’m planning for the matches at Tuesday and Thursday. My home team, Canada is playing these two."
Then the Wisdom Web suggests:
“As far as I know, there are still some tickets left and you may purchase some from one of the temporary ticket sales points for the World Cup just beside the Saarc Fountain at Kawran Bazar. That is the closest point to your current position.”
Now he decides that this could be an interesting event for him...
Two days later, Mr. Hooks arrives at the cricket ground, but surprisingly finds he forgot to notice that today’s match has been delayed as the ground is wet and unfit for the match due to the heavy rain and the summer storm last night. Luckily the sun is out again. Hope fully it will dry up quickly as the ground stuffs are working hard and they have drained out he trapped water already. Suddenly, there is an official declaration on the giant screen that the match has been reduced to 30 overs each and it will start at 12:30 pm local time. That’s exactly 3 hours from now .As he is a bit disappointed, Hooks notices that there is a free Wisdom Web Kiosk at a corner of the stadium. Well, that’s convenient!! So, without too much hesitation, he logs on to the Wisdom Web, again as “Hooks”. The Wisdom Web still remembers his conversations two days ago. As soon as it recognizes that it's “Hooks”, it says to him:
“Hello Mr. Hooks!, I have learned that the match has been delayed."
“Yuh!, Now I don’t know how to spend these hours . The local crowd is heading out. Is there any interesting place around the stadium where I can spend some time?” Hooks asks the web. Again the Wisdom Web takes 2 or 3 seconds to think and then replies” If you don't have any other plan you can spend some hours at the National Zoo before the match starts. It’s just 3 or 4 kilometers away from the stadium. I think you can have a nice time there. ““Okay!, I think that’s a good idea!!” ,Hooks cheers up at this and asks “How can I get there ?”. “Well! if you decide to go you can find many zoo bound public transports at the stadium's bus stop to get there.” Replies the WW.
“Okay , I’m signing off right now and heading for the bus stop. Thank you very much for the information”. Hooks decides right away.
“That’s a pleasure!. Have a good day Mr. Hooks!!” says the Wisdom Web.

Lesson for the Greeks and for many of us....from the last 2 or 3 minutes of the match...

Yeah... what a lesson it was for them ...!!! And to take it in a terrible manner at the ending moments of the match...!!! They finally paid the price of staying mysteriously defensive even after swallowing a goal....!!!

Full credit goes to the Argentines who made the best use of such strange defensiveness of their opponents... in both the times they scored in the match...
At the first goal the Greeks just paid the price of a momentary laps in their all-out effort for defense appealing for fowl when the ball is in the legs of opponent players unguarded just in front of the goal-line...!!!!
That resulted in a terrible surrender getting no response from the referee for the appeal.... So the next seen was almost obvious.......Argentina scores...

And then the Greeks, for a strange reason in the world.........!!!!.... retained with their strange defensive plan staying and almost freezing in their half...!!!!!!!
(Almost like the Bangladesh National Cricket Team....10 years ago….. )

That was just perfect for the pressure free and cheerful Argentines to tear down the the Greek defense-line..(which was very obvious to be weaken by then..)...with their trademark unique Latin tricks and score again.....

Atlast in the last 2 or 3 minutes when the Greeks finally came out breaking the shackles and made two or three powerful shots straight to the Argentine goalkeeper..I hope they finally realized what a terrible mistake they had done in the whole game...
That the Koreans were not all-wrong...as they at least returned one....to the Argentines.....
This sort of defense is not pure football at least...

LL: A ship may be safe at the harbor but that is not what ships are made for..

Bed Time Story......or Stories...

After quite a while had some loud laughing moments tonight....yuh…. it was really quite entertaining....I remember after SSC I haven’t gone through a lot of movies..But tonight may be the last half of it what I watched on Star Movies was quite awesome...
I don’t know… should I forget all my agonies and bad feelings after a nasty shouting quarrel with my father 4 or 5 days ago…. But since then ,this is really the first time I sounded so loud…at home….( course in great amusement )….
May be alone at mom’s bedroom …just after watching my favorite Dona’s Tina winning just by 1 goal to nil over Nigeria (May be 2nd in my favorite list this WC) I flipped over some channels and after a few moments in star worlds “America Challenge s”..or something like that… I just got stucked in Star Movies .. .on that movie ….
For a moment I felt like opening my FB account again edit the favorite movies section of my profile with movies like these ..that I’ve seen in my 24/25 years long Movie watching period (Starting with the bollywood film “Masoom” in 1985/86)
But may be that’s how one surrenders to the attraction of Facebooking….
So I prefer mentioning some of the names I can remember here….(The ones I enjoyed like this one…)
Night at Museum…. Aaa may be later…..

Strange behavior again...

Another shouting session again this afternoon just when the Azaan of Magrib was heard...
Yuh , I do feel that the situation could have been handled in a gentle manner with wisdom . But so many kids were doing a wrong thing , just following an older wrong doer. Continuing with the game while the Magrib Azaan is heard means that they are getting a very wrong lesson of not caring about Salaat. As it was within my ability to prevent or to protest I did so.... but now I think I shouldn't have shouted like that in the end. It may raise a local conflict with that older boy and his family....so much to my mother's worry.But good manners and requests were not working . Now I am confused that should I have expected immediate response from kids...despite the wrong deviation of that one older boy of age 24/25...or could I have tried asking the other kids to leave the ground gently....!!?

#Worst case scenario: That boy drives the kids to do the same thing tomorrow in my presence and If I raise any voice again , a pre-planned conflict breaks out
(Gee how time just change ...now it has shifted me to the silent absorber group of "Gentle" ,"Vodro".."careing about life and family and a lot other things..!!! May be that's why I sometimes start to like my ruthless past while I was 17 /18/19!)

I should just keep these things away and concentrate on my preparation for the semester final...

Ghum ar ashbe kivabe...

Client Server technology er shob gulo assignment baki, May 22nd e Open Multitier er jonno akhono preperation nei ni...BA khete gie class miss dilam..ar er age extra class tao....kheal na thakai kora hoi ni.. Hotat kore ato ta uncontrolled hoe jacchi kano Hons kingba HSC life er moto...!!!!?

....shamner semester e Advanced AI ar Thesis nite parbo to ..? Jodi thesis nite gie jhamela kore ...?korbei ba kano ...? ami to nijer daittei nibo Insha Allah

Edaning matratirikto bokor-bokor korchi...? ai semester e notun vorti hoa ak meye exam preperation er shomoy bolchilo take dekhte eshe patrer baba jeno ki bolechilo...ar tar vai naki take tokhon jothesto support diechilo...
Janina ki karone ami ato interest nie oishob shunte gelam ar comments korte thaklam oi circle er aneker apotti shotteo.... oi circle bibahito obibahito purush mohila anekei bollo bapar ta nie kotha na bolte ..tao bollam....

No wonder!!! pore take deke ....jiggesh o korlam mind korechen kina ... ami ai shob bapare aktu beshi e interest feel kori...Hen ten...pls mind korben na

Kichudin dhore akta kotha mone porche . Aaj thekee prai 17 bosor age (1993) Class 7 e porar shomoy amar prio Keramot Ali Sir (Mr. Cool) amake bolechilen:

"Meeeeeeem toke ami class Faaaaaive e thakte bolechilam , kotha kom booooooool, kotha kom bola tor jonno dorkaaaaaaaar...."

Comilla Govt Lab e ami vorti hoi class 5 er majha-majhi shomoye(1991)...ar amader ai moddhya boyoshko cool & calm (urguebly) PT er teacher niten amader English Grammar class..Unar tottabodhane schooler boy-scout team o afterwards BNCC platoon e chilam till 1993.

Aaj atodin pore bujte parchi Sir er observation power koto goveeeeeer....

Nah ebar ghumano jak....

Why have I started to write in my blog this way...in Bangla !!!?

Unish kingba Kuri.......

"Deyal ghorite egarota beje kuri....
Janalar pashe rat jage eka Urmila Chowdhury..
Uponnasher patai jokhon ai kotha gulo pori..
Tokhon amar boyosh hoito unish kingba kuri..."

LRB er ai rokom kisu gan niye jokhon mata mati kori tokhon actually amar boyosh baro ki tero...
Ai elo melo din gulote eto ager srity kano barbar fire ashche janina...
kintu er majhe inspired hobar ekta shujog o hoito ache...
Shei badhonhin mon, ...duronto koishor, ...(Ofcourse before the turning point at winter of '94) ar ruthless kintu confident shomoyer srity gulo amake majhe majhe inspire kore..je..,

ei shob kichu pichone fele ami koto dur e na  chole eshechi..!!!  .akhon ar oishob srityguolo konotai amar kache varee lage na...

Now It's your turn to regain that form and strike back.....
Now there is no chance to be afraid of any obstacle ,take consolidation blaming some others or even to wait for any supporting/positive event to occur....Now one is supposed to be very much on his own...by the Rahmat of Allah.

Janina kothay hariye gache shei kabber kobi...
Ar uponnyasher naika shei je...'...Urmila Chowdhury...'

Exam, office...a lot of work ahead..and I'm tired..and need to take rest what I 'm not taking...

তারা ভরা এ রাত , ডাকে আমায় গভীর আকাশে ....,
আকাশের ওই নিল গন্ডিতে স্বপনে মিলি ...
সাদা মেঘের ভেলায় , উদাসী রাতের হাওয়ায় ..,
ভেসে থাকি , নীল স্বপনে .......

তারা ভরা এ রাত , ডাকে আমায় গভীর আকাশে ....
ভেসে আশা সাদা ফুলের সুবাসে গাছে নিবীড়  ছোঁয়ায়.....
আলো অর্পনাতে সোহাগী পরশে , হৃদয় আমার যে হারায়.....

ভেসে আশা সাদা ফুলের সুবাসে গাছে নিবীড়  ছোঁয়ায়.....
আলো অর্পনাতে সোহাগী পরশে , হৃদয় আমার যে হারায়.....

কে যেন ডেকে যায় , হৃদয়ে গভীর স্রোতে......
নিবীড় ছুঁয়ে যায় , আমায় জাগে সারা রাত ....


Another song of the legendary band Warfaze that reminds me of my school life....
Even though there is only one ex-Laboratorian in present Warfaze line up ..("Shams"...Keyboardist ...Lab '88 ...may be he is the first one in Warfaze lineup from my school) I feel the enthusiasm and gill of my Lab life sometimes when I hear some old songs sang by 'Sunjoy'....It's one of those....

"Eache kore Jai chole jai".. "Shiter shokal"..."Jibon je ato rongin".....by 'Chandan' (Wining) is also a good refresher when I'm so tired like now...

Still Optimistic to find somebody out of me

Now what...? even after the ultimatum from the Boss if I still waste my times this way....Then it would just be another surrender to myself. So many times I've tried to figure out a definition of me...
like
am I a lone wonderer across the Borishal Poly-technique Institute ?

am I the famous boy of class GLHS kotbari who started as a captain in class 6 and ended up sitting in the lady's bench as this years victim of Binita Madam ?

Am I the Mim, who is back on power in Class 7 elected with enormous difference in the vote for a clever politics ?

Am I a Cadet of kotbari GLHS platoon hoping to end up in the Army ?

Am I the strange teenager who is trynna drive away all his frustration of detaining in Class 8 again and loosing all his batch , his friends by staying dedicated to the GLHS platoon where he joined BNCC again after a year break ?

Am I the lone commander of Morning shift platoon to train and develop an all-round strong platoon bigger and better than the day shift..?

Am I the Mim of class 9 wakening up late at night by his Dad to finish General Maths almost being a robot...?

Am I the angry, ruthless, boy of 17 or 18 at DCC loosing all the grips on life development ?

Am I the Pagla or pagal of IIUC who has disappointed all the classmates who had high hopes on him ?

Am I the Tech Support Engineer of X-Net giving all-out effort and dedication for my company and then loosing to his own ego and temper?

am I an Intern who is still struggling to proof his +ve ness to switch to software track remaining as the lone ranger in 6th floor un-assigned to any project ?

But I still believe that I am the Mim of TTC who is....... .....


.........Insha Allah I'll fill in the gap with the words I like....

May be it was needed as a re-charging event

yuh...after a few days of some really reckless times and so many things going out of control this "Jhari" from a senior Laboratorian in a typical straight forward Laboratorian's way was necessary to remind me of an evergreen source of spirit.

A strange day...

Actually...if I say that I still can't find any reason for my strange acts and feelings throughout the day it'd be wrong. Cuzz after a long time I’m again on the verge of being a victim of my own looseness. But this time Insha Allah I am a lot more careful and determined to get back. Cuzz this time I’ve got some idea about the parameters that work against my spirit. Which are of course the agony of lagging behind in the race and a very harmful frustrating "giving up" sort of mind set as it's worst consequence. But the fact is I can now feel that I ain getting no younger with time to keep relying on my "enthusiasm" of fighting back from any odd state.(Really it's not a good feeling to sense the effects of getting older..). That's why I guess I need to take care of my overall "Management". That's necessary to keep the fight on and Insha Allah gradually I'm getting better with that.

Trying to feel those 30 minutes of February 21,1952.....for a momment

Breaking 144 ..., marching on with the rally...., shouting loud against the power...., taking bullets..., giving lives....,.....and.... that's it!!!

Well the first question that should come in  mind is "..Why...!!?"

For mother language....!!?

....Right..!! ...But is that what it's all about .....!!!?

..........Actually that's what we see from outside....

I take it as the first signal from a nation standing strong for it's existence and identity....(After 200 years as we finally felt that we are being asked questions.. )

Taking co-ordinates from this spirit, I tried to draw the graph stretching it forward along the axis of time (many others may also have tried so.....) , plotting them with some more points from the event that occurred nineteen years later. Tried to realize the force that made the nation united to declare independence all on a sudden, taking weapons in hand and fight against a strong army in 1971..., fighting on.... sacrificing lives till the victory is achieved.

Now the question for my generation or the generation next could possibly be , "..Then what... !!?" or "...Now what...!!?"

My personal answer would be :  ..Let's try to imagine it for a moment

"....What if they didn't...!!!?"


Hopefully, when you find the answer, you can realize what you need to do or what you can do and more importantly what we are doing.... to proudly feel yourselves as a part of this great nation.

And for those soldiers, who are still living amongst us with the memory of their brave attempts, I believe they still hold the counter question that they held in their heart at those 30 minutes in '52 or at those 9 months in '71. The question is of course:
…. “.......Why not...?”
The story at Wikipedia  

One fine morning.......

8.43 0' clock....this was the time shown on the card reader as I punched mine this morning....at the office....and with a pleasure wrote it down on the interns log book ..Alhamdulillah... Well it means a lot to me after two consecutive defaulter appearance in front of "The Boss".. Except the "heavy duty" Farid vai..no other employee was seen at 6th floor at that time. After a while when my other colleagues started to congratulate me for this rare event I was a'ready back at my sit after a short break-fast session down at tower's entrance. So this obviously is a positive sign for the commitment to my duty. In the interrogation, I told the boss that I was a long time away from any official duty after resigning from first regular job. That session became more friendly to me when Boss appreciated the cause of my long interval...knowing the course I registered for this semester. He made me feel that I succeeded to convince him with the cause and telling him that I am gradually improving my punctuality. But I immediately realized that those words require an immediate reflection in practice.

Anyway, only if the exam on ASP.NET had not gone so bad...(Had I taken a better preparation..) rest of the day wouldn't have to be passed with agony..and I could well keep the title of this essay "One Fine Day.....!!!"...what I am earnestly looking forward to see...Insha Allah

Gitve it a title readers...

So many times in my life I've ruined all the opportunities I've got taking birth in this family. Actually for what strange reason do we go for shamelessly blaming our parents for the way they raised us or for what they didn't or couldn't do for us? When we utter these sort of shameless words we seem to forget the whole thing that we are surrounded by. Taking the last drop of juice out of them and giving nothing/hardly anything in return except agonies and disappointment have we ever tried to realize why they are still backing up with their hard-earned wealth ?

Repeating this sort of shameless misconducts even at this stage of the life indicates a desperation to cover the breakdowns of out life with a false consolidation. That's of course even more harmful .Yes, it's false ,because, it doesn’t actually work and is rather harmful for us.

May Allah let ourselves carefully avoid such sensitive misconducts .

Chor Chor Chor ...!!!dhorbo amra mile shobai...

Yes, "Emil er Goenda Bahini...."..One of my all time favorite movies. From childhood till now I've never managed to watch it full on the TV. Now as it is being telecasted again in BTV I think I shouldn't miss it..even thoguh 'm feeling a bit bad that I ain' gonna attend my e-commerce sem final ...but movie is not the only cause for it.

Had I been sincere in time

Had I been sincere in time!!!!!!!
Just finished 3 assignments on the course “Speech Recognition”. It was due to submit yesterday ie before the final exam. Now, after a disappointing final and mid 2 exam I am really feeling bad on how I lost my efforts after a good score in mid 1. Undoubtedly most of my classmates enjoyed the course, learned a lot and gave their all out effort for mid 2 and final and also for the assignments.
As usual I can show excuses of getting involved in an internship in a heavy duty software firm. But that should have been in the calculation before I started it.
..Oooh!!... the library is closing and I need to pack up.... So, no more sole searching for the moment. Just to take LL(Lesson Learned).

LL: No point in loosing the grip.