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...?”
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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