#100HappyDays

The most beautiful present by you to yourself is making yourself especial and feeling happy. Rely on that, you are the reason behind make others happy since your birth then why not for yourself? Remember? Your first uttering made your parents happy. Your first day at school, first prayer, graduation ceremony, first day of marriage, first day of motherhood what more happiness you want to cherish? But aside from these you have some other moments in your daily life which makes you happy secretly. Sometimes with in gathering or sometimes all alone you feel joyous having those moments around. Definition of happiness differs from each other. But seeing someone’s happiness and revealing yourself within a part of it make you even happier. It really sounds great when your happiness makes others happy, helps them to find theirs and inspires them to be happy by pulling themselves up from stress and gloominess. It seems countless blessings from Almighty that you are not only the reason behind your happiness but you are an inspiration to someone else who is striving to live a better life.

Showing happiness doesn’t mean you are showing off but it shows how simple things can makes you smile. Being a happy person it doesn’t need to be rich. It only needs to be firm and an open mind which is always ready to appreciate good things. Your happiness can be an album where you can keep your good memories and cherish them through your life. Yes, it also requires patience and courage. Because many of us started to seek happiness but left it half baked. We showed lack of times as the main reason but we forget that we smiled a minute ago for some motives. Why not capturing those moments? Is it too tough to spend a minute for a shot? No, absolutely not. Therefore, patience and courage is all we need to be happy and stay blessed as well.

Think deep and positive but don’t think too much. It will collapse your mind and halt something from happening. Think before act and play. Before showing your happiness think what could make others happy rather disappointed. What could make someone think about their own happiness not their sadness and inability. Share something which will give others plain happiness and inspiration. Share your happiness which will make someone zealous not jealous! Don’t ever think about incentives of sharing your happiness rather think how you and your act could put significance to some others life. How you can be a secret teacher to someone who is learning to seek happiness even if it is not notable.

Thus, from today my challenge of #100happydays started. I found some sisters who are sharing their happy moments. Their views of seeing happiness inspires me a lot. Although life shows them thousands of traumas, trials and exhausting day outs but yet, they are strong enough showing to life one single reason of happiness to stay alive and blissful. Life turns them down into wounds but they are pulling themselves up showing happiness that heals. Pick a motivation for the challenge. Act upon wisdom and don’t mislay the opportunity of sharing your views of happiness. Inspire others and seek single happy moment to make 100 people smile a day. Remember, good deed never spoils it is a charity which remains evergreen if even if we breathe our last. 

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Way Back from The Kingdom of Isolation

What is life? Wake up in the morning. Say “hello!” to your mirror. Split up on the earth.  Times goes by then switch off the light, go to bed and have a nice dream? So, this is what we call life, wake up, sleep tight, wake up, sleep tight. And then what happen that day if we are not waking up anymore? Life’s end! This is how we nowadays define our life. The very precious one if once flew away it’s gone for forever.  But what’s the meaning behind this? Do we ever think deep why we are here standing on earth still alive and saying good-bye to others? Next, it could be ours. So, what is the point of our being here? Why we cry and later let other people cry over us? End of the day it seems we are all ALONE. Then what is the point of living at all? That’s a very good question. Let’s think about it.

No, no, totally not. This is absolutely useless. Why do we have to think about it? These are really not fit with us. I got brain, you got brain, and there are so other things we should care. After all, we have limits and what is the point to keep pushing these silly thoughts into our head? This is life, come on you have to live to the end. So, what were you supposed to doing? Oh, yes let’s go back to work. Life is on. And this is how we get back to our nonsense from reality. We think this is life, but do we know, this is not life. This is Ice.

We, every single human being are living in our own kingdom of isolation. Something dark always delights us with the sparkle of false enjoyment in this filthy earth. Unfortunately that dirt’s are seemingly like very lucrative to our eyes. Becoming materialistic and loses our insights day by day. Every time when we amazed by the sparkling beauty of shocking enjoyment, in fact that every single moment we are stepping behind from reality. The real world of struggle for our true identity is getting concealed by our idiocy. And we are being pledged into the trap of ace. This wily trap is the so called life we are running to and fro. The more we are running the more we are losing the chances of recalling our very Oath we taken to our Lord. This trap detached us from our Lord and His warmth. Our false world becomes colder and thus we become the King and Queen of our kingdom of isolation. Why isolation? We are hemmed in with dazzling people here. We are not alone! Yes, we are because we are not caring about the existence of our Lord and let other things be taken care of. And when we die they left us. So, who is with us now? Is this our Lord? No, we refused His words, we deny His calls. All the way we ignored Him now how come we expect His acquaintance from end to end of the final journey? When nobody is there in the other world taken care of us, this is how we are living our life all alone in this world. This living on is not life. This is Ice.

I was once living a lofty life. Whenever I stand before mirror, I feel like this grace, this face is not that perfect. What if, I was so flawless? I was so ambitious to change anything I like. I had friends like bee. All the time I found myself praised in public. I thought I am totally fitted in my shoes. But my home was the only place I found myself living like an alien. Therefore, this very own place of mine becomes unexpected every time I entered. Every time my mother tried to let me learn something be practical and practice Islam, I found it reasonable sometime and avoided the facts I cannot accept. This living in between acceptance and rejection made me totally insecure.  I felt like bound into a cage. And someday I am going to be free left behind all these hitches let alone with my mother! How indecent my feelings were! The person who is always protects me and be there for me; I just ponder over leave her with fillip. That was the way I living my life. The beauty of kith and kin with true blood was veiled under my idiocy. Why I was so ignorant that time. Why the beauty and warmth of practicing Islam was out of my sight? I was not blind but I lost my true sight because I eventually craved myself into that wily trap full of darkness. That false world was so real and so cool to me that I become the captive of ace. I was in Ice.

But one day I wake up, and I heard a name. That name was written in letters of gold on the page of glorious Islamic history. I do not know why? But that name was so touched by my heart. I started to know her. I was so drowned while knowing her. And the day I ended with her history I stand in front of the conscience mirror and tried to reflect myself on her. I nose-dived and I started crying. The only thing I found, we are namesake and not a single thing I could be matched with her. That day for the first time I felt a shackle of ignorance was cut a little by twisting my feet. I was so unable to free from this screwing. I started realizing the world I knew so long is so phony. I thought all the people who are cared will always be there for me, will show me the light in darkness. But I found most of them were falsifying around me and little by little unveiling their true face made me lonesome. I wonder who they were, that I was so inured with. And why only one woman in the earth has all my foolish guts through all these days. She is my mother, and she was always on my doorstep knocking endlessly but I was pretended not to hear. How dare I was to think to let her all alone and step open-air with my idiocy! I knelt down and felt like worn-out. I realized that all those days I was snubbed the blessings of my Lord. I was mistaken to know my fem. The only person who is shadowed me after my father passed away. I thought I was the Queen and lined my little world. But when I recognized this is not the world where I should belong. It is the coop I created by dipping down into the wily trap of ace. But all on sudden there comes a woman by the grace of Almighty Allah from 1400 years ago who helped me to realize that I was the fool; I was the Queen of my kingdom of isolation. But my end should not be like this. I have to wake up and make my mother proud. I have to please my Lord before I start my eternity. And I must break the Ice.

That woman was the slave and I am the one who is living my life so delicate. That woman was the first to shed her blood for the sake of Allah and I am the one who was so ignorant to know her Lord. That woman was the blessed first one among the sahaba’s to receive the glad tidings of Jannah and I am the one who is blindly craving the pitfall of Jahannum. There is difference in between us like heaven and earth. But somehow Allah blessed me with His mercy and that woman was becoming my inspiration. She was my favorite thing to diverge myself into the world of patience, steadfastness and hope. She and her life taught me to see the blessings, mercy and forgiveness of Almighty Allah. And she was the one who let me learn about my most favorite thing in this world, my Rasul (Sallillahu Alayhe Wa’ Sallam).  She was the one who is the reason behind my change and let me know my Deen Islam. This beautiful rebellious woman let happen a revolution of change in my heart. I just only know her name, her life but I never get to know how she was. I am eagerly waiting for that day when I will be able to meet her. I want her to hold close so tight and let her know how I feel when I came to knew about her. How she drowned me into my heart where my integrity was hidden under my ignorance. I had been living with a cloud above my head. I was trapped in my cave and was lonely for so long. I was hidden all my hopes and dreams away and it was seems like I cannot move on. Then She was the sun, shining overhead by the grace of my Lord.  I cleared a little space in my heart to let Her in and found a way back to the real world where I should belong as a slave of Allah (Subhanahu wa’ Ta’ala). She was the one who let me hold the mallet and hit the Ice.

Yes, I am talking about the woman who is a role model for the Muslimah along with Khadija (R), Ayesha (R), Fatima (R), and others. She is the first who let start writing the glorious plea of Islam with the ink of her blood. The first martyrdom in Islam was happened by shedding her blood. I am talking about Sumaiya (R) who is the woman from 1400 years ago still an inspiration for 21^st centuries Muslimah and on. May Allah (SWT) grant me the chance to meet with her in Jannah InshaaAllah. And this is me, way back to the real world with Her inspiration, from the Kingdom of Isolation.

Hope

I never saw someone who goes pear-shaped and after having a long break or not lifts up the spoon full of life to taste it again whether it is bitter any longer or turns into sweetness. That means when life pulls you down, no matter what, you have to stand strong. You have to fight. Never forget, that you are in a race of survival. Your happiness, your sadness, your success and your failure are the mates here. You cannot keep good kith and kin just with success and happiness. The other part of your life can be flipped any moment and you may see the hardest part of your life in your palm looking at you. Once you see you cannot ignore them. There is so much to learn. Every step you count in your life shows expected results along with not desired one. Once it happened you cannot alter. The truth of your life is concealed in a nice folded paper. You reveal, you except. And always keep this in mind that very truth means something very real for you which you cannot deny. You may plan according your own but it will show outcomes according to your Lords. And surely that plan is the best for all of us. So, hope is the thing we need most in our life to revive faith. It is an essential spice which you have to mix it up with your plans and actions. Sometime it becomes bitter what you do not want to taste but sometimes it may be the priceless one you want to taste it again and again. But remember life always not seems alike. It needs different flavors of ups and downs to help you grow up.

Pray makes one as confident as they were never before.  A big prays for hope is all you need. I am not telling for strength. I am telling for hope that all we need. Cause strength is the key but hope is the twist without which the success will never be unlocked. We may feel that we are alone but there is always Someone unseen who is watching us, hearing us and guiding us. That someone never leaves us for a single moment. Without Him we are nothing. In life most of the time we lose hope and miss the biggest chance that was before us within a distance for our warm welcome. But just because we lost our mind we were unable to reach there and let not smiled the last one. The great thing remains undone.

Past will always be the past no matter how joyful it was. But we often forget that we are our own very architect of our future. Our lord provides us every single material we need to build our future but hidden. There is the test. We cannot grab those materials every now and then as our wish. We have to earn it. We have to earn the best is offered by struggling through the pathway. Without His mercy and benevolence not we single one can reach to the highest peak of our success. So, every time we lose, it is because there may somewhere a little gap still existing in between our faith and action. To me I named it Hope Gap. A little bit of hopelessness is like an engraver. It craved a little gap unknowingly. And let it bigger day-by-day. Where there is ditch it is no longer in good base. Similarly the gap inside our faith loosens our ties of actions. Thus it leads us to taste the bitterness of letdown in life. But, is this the end?

No, there is still something called Second Chances. One must be very careful when they pick that triumph and let not happen that slip-up again. Cause if that is then they may no longer take as mistaken. Because a second chance always let us amends but if we miss the mark it will be taken as Sin. Sin engraved us into the pitfall of Hell. So, without His forgiveness and mercy it is not possible for us to be hopeful to revive our faith again. Never lose hope. There is an option named Repent. Click it and start anew and upgrade our Imaan from time to time. If we find ourselves lost, do not worry. In every believer Allah restores sweetness of Imaan deep inside our heart as backup. All we need is to re-install and play ROAD_RUSH (keep going)………….:D

The Most Merciful is always ready to forgive....are you ready to ask forgiveness??

In a previous era, there lived a mass murderer. Yes, a mass murderer who did not kill one, two, or even ten people. No, he had killed ninety-nine. I have no idea how this man managed to escape revenge; perhaps, he was so ruthless that none would ever dare approach him, or perhaps he kept in hiding. The important fact here though is that he was guilty of ninety-nine murders. One day, the idea of repentance crossed his mind, so he decided to ask the most knowledgeable scholar in the world.

People pointed him in the direction of a monk in a monastery who would never leave his prayer mat, spending all his time praying to Allah and weeping.

The man visited the monk, stood in front of him and asked, “I have killed ninety-nine souls. Could I still repent?”

How could this monk, who I think if he were to have killed an ant mistakenly would have spent the rest of his life weeping, respond to a person who had murdered ninety-nine people with his bare hands? The monk was furious. It was as if the man standing in front of him was the embodiment of the ninety-nine corpses! He yelled, “There is no repentance for you! There is no repentance for you!”

It should come as no surprise that such a response would be given by a monk who lacked knowledge and made emotional decisions. When the murderer heard this response he was enraged. Being the callous person he was, he grabbed a knife and repeatedly stabbed the monk, cutting him into pieces, then stormed out of the monastery. After some time, he thought about repentance once again.

He esquired about the most knowledgeable person he could ask, and the people referred him to a scholar. When he visited the scholar, he found him to be sedate and god-fearing.

The murderer came forward and asked, “I have killed a hundred people. Could I still repent?” The scholar instantly replied, “SubhaanAllah! What could prevent you from repenting?” What a wonderful response! Who could prevent a person from repentance? The Lord is in the heavens and there is no power on earth that can prevent a person from repenting to Him submissively.

This scholar, who had made his statement based on knowledge and upon Allah’s Law as opposed to his whims and emotions, said to the man, “However, you are in an evil land.” Strange! How did he know that? He gathered this by knowing the magnitude of the man's crime and the absence of anyone to forbid him.

He realized that murder and oppression had become a norm in that city, so much so that nobody had any concern for the plight of the oppressed. 

He said, “You are in an evil land.” Meaning, you must leave here and go to such-and-such a land where there are people worshiping Allah and join them in worshiping Him. The man set out for that land but died before reaching it. The angels of mercy and those of punishment descended to take his soul. The angels of mercy argued that he had been on his way to repenting and returning to Allah. The angels of wrath argued that he had not done any good in his entire life. Therefore, Allah sent an angel in the form of a man to settle their dispute. He judged that the distance between the two cities be measured, and that the man be judged according to whichever of the two he had been closer to. Allah inspired the city of mercy to be closer and the city of disobedience to be farther. It was thus discovered that he had been closer to the city of virtue. The angels of mercy therefore took the man's soul.

Why not to share beautiful stories of Islam?

A young man once travelled to Germany for studies and
took up residence in a flat. There was a young German man
living in the flat opposite him. They didn’t have any connection
with each other except that they were neighbours. Once, the
German neighbour travelled unexpectedly. A paperboy would
deliver a newspaper everyday and leave it at his doorstep. The
young man noticed the newspapers piling up and asked one of
the other neighbours to find out if the neighbour had travelled.
He picked all the newspapers up and placed them in a secure
place. He would collect a new newspaper everyday and add it to
the collection.
When his neighbour returned after a couple of months, he
greeted him and gave him all the newspapers. He said, “I thought
that perhaps you were following a news story or participating in
a competition and I didn’t want you to miss out on it.” 

The neighbour was surprised at this and said, “Would you
like to be paid for your services?”
He said, “No. Our religion orders us to be good to our neighbours
and since you are my neighbour, I must benevolent you.”
The person continued to be gracious to his neighbour until he
finally embraced Islam.

This, by Allah, is the real joy of life, to feel that you worship
Allah by every little thing you do, even the manners with which
you deal with others. How often is it that people are turned
away from Islam due to the bad treatment they receive at the
hand of some Muslims; one oppresses his employee, another deceives
his customer and another annoys his neighbour? Let us
make a fresh start with them.

Story collected from the book Enjoy Your Life by Dr. Muhammad 'Adb Al-Rahaman Al-'Arifi

The Glory of Islam

Akti bishoye amra sobsomoyei akmot. Taholo “manush matroi vul kore”. Ar er pechone besh shokto juktio amra dar koriye diyechi. Taholo “manush to ar fereshta noy!” Jodi tai hoye thake tahole manusher sristo nitimala ba tontre vuler somahar thakbe setai savabik. Ar sei vuler bojha boye berate hoy puro manobjatike. E bojhake chaileo tumi chure fele dite parbena! Karon tomar vul siddhanter jhuli tumie puro korecho. Er var tomakei bohon korte hobe. Karon ei var bohoner dayvar toh ar kono ferestar upor niyojito nei!!

Ebar ashi amader chirachorito arekti dhyan dharonay. Taholo “Allah sorbosoktiman” tini ki ar kokhono vul korte paren? Asolei tini vul korte paren na. karon sristi jogoter suru theke sesh porjonto somogro bisoyei tini obogoto achen. Tai amader kishe valo kishe mondo ta ak Allah chara ar kei ba valo janen? Ar se karonei ki tini taar sristo manob sontaner jonno sorbosresto jibon bidhan ba nitimala pronoyon kore denni? Jodi tai hoye thake tobe, manusher proti muhurtei vul korar somvabona jana thaka sotteo ki kore manob rochito shashon babosthar onguli helone amra boshivuto hoye jai? Keno Allah(SWT) kokhonoi vul korte paren na jeneo taar pronito nirvul shashon babosthar aloke amra amader jibonke porichalito kori na? kothay amader sei oggyota?

Jodi bole thaki e amader oggyotar fosol. Tobe amra hobo sei protarok srenir ontorvukto jara nij nij shottar sathe protarona kore. Jara sotto ke jeneo na janar vab dhore thake. Mitthake jene jabar porow takei sotto bole nijeke protaronar jale bondi kore. Aei srenir manusher sesh porinoti ki serokom tie na? jamon makroshar jale atke pore oti khudro kono kit dhire dhire mrittu ke alingon kore ney konorokom bachar kono chesta na korei?

Amra mone kore thaki amra sovvo(!) Sovvo jogote nijer icche moto beche thakai holo sovvo jibon babostar arek porichayok(!).  kintu amra etao jani amra onner besh-vusha dekhe muhurtei tar moto hobar icche poshon thekeo pichiye thaki na(!) amra dhore niyei thaki pashchatto jibon babostar adole jibon japon korlei sobcheye boro sovvotar porichoy bohon kora jay(!) er folosrutite amra tader ondho onukoron kore akta somoy amon akti obosthane powche jai jokhon seshmesh amader bibeker nara kheye amra hay hay rob tulte thaki, “kothay gelo amader nijosshyo songshkriti? Aj kothay gelo amader shokiyota?” kintu somoy tokhon atotai periye jay je amader ar firey jabar upay thake na. e proshonge arekti kotha na bole para jay na, manob sristo riti niti ba songshkriti  kokhonoi tike thake na ba tar jatike sontusto rakhte pare nah. Jodi tai hoto tobe kono jatie tar nijosshota ke biliye diye onner songshkriti ke alingon korte chaito na ba onner jibon babosthar aloke nijeke porichalito kore sovvotar proman diye attotusti orjon korte chaito na. tahole keno aj aei “otripti” keno aj manush ke nijer shokiyota biliye diye onner onushorone notun kore nijeke tripto korar bashona? Amra ki kokhono aei prosner uttor khujechi? Er jothajotho uttor aktie hote pare taholo, jinni amader sristi korta tini chara ar kei ba valo janen kishe amader sukh? Kishe amader tripti? Je purnango jibon babostha tini amader diyechen tar majhei ki tini amader nijossho songshkriti ke sushomamondito kore den ni? Islam er maddhome poripurnota prodan kore Tinie ki sokul juger sokoler nikot er grohonjoggyota tule dhoren ni? Jei Islam er bijoyer moddho diye Muslim itihasher gourob oddhayer suchona sei oddhayer protiti patay ki tini nirvul jibon babosthar aloke ak onnonyo songshkritir udahoron tule dhoren ni? Ja kina sudhu Muslim er jonnoi shimaboddho thake ni, jake ghoshona kora hoyeche protiti manob sontaner jonno shikrito heshebe. Tahole keno amra nijeder oggyo bole dabi korbo jekhane spototoi amra bujhe thaki je, sei jibon babostha ba songshkriti amader kokhonoi attotusti dite parbe na ja Allah(SWT) kortik shikrito noy. Amra ki kore oshikar kore thakte pari je, akmatro sei jibon babostha ba songshkritie pare protiti manob sontan ke aki katare dar  korate ja kina Allah(SWT) kortik nirdharito. Akmatro Islami jibon babosthai pare sokol juger sokol manush ke sei somman dite ja kina kono manob rochito jibon dhara onushoroner moddho diye orjon kora somvob noy.

Akhon prosno ashte pare, tobe ki bortoman juge keo sommanito bole bibechito hocche na? er uttor nirvor kore manush “somman” ba “sommanito” hoya ke kon map kathite dar koriye thake. Manush Jodi mone kore thake sompoder prachurje ga eliye Bisshyer 10 Bittoban manusher khetab lagiye jonopriyo hobar majhei somman tobe etao apnake bujhe nite hobe sei bittoban manusher somman nirvor korche tar orther map kathite. Orther parod niche nemeche toh tar somman o niche nemeche. Tar jaygay sthan kore niyeche onno kono bittoban. Erokom akti ba duti noy bohu udahoron diyeo sommaner mapkathi ke muhurtei chura theke sojore nikkhep kore niche namiye deya jay. Er karon akti hote pare. “manusher ruche bodlay, karone okarone bodlay”. Othat manush jake sommanito korbe tar por muhurte tar somolochonay mukhorito aei manob sontanerai hobe. Kintu amra kokhono vebe dekhechi ki Allah(SWT) jake sommanito koren tar somman tinie rokkha kore thaken! Amra kokhono aei bisoyti ki onudhabon korte cheyechi “Manush jake somman kore sei sommanito noy, Allah jake somman prodan koren sei sommanito hoy!”  amon noy je amra aei bisoyti jani na. amra jani, jeneo amra na janar vab dhore thaki.

Er jonno amra nijeder keo dayi korbo ki korbona se bisoye pore eshe age amader somaj babosthar dike ektu fire jai. Aj amra kon somaje bash kore thaki je somaje manush vul ke vul jeneo vul akre dhore bachte chay? Aj amra kon somaj babosthay jibon porichalito kori jekhane proti muhurte nipirito hoyeo amra socchar hoi na? amra kon somaje bash kori je somaj amader angul diye sothik pother dike nirdeshona dite parena? Ha, amra sei somaje bash kori ja manob rochito vuler kali dara likhito vul somaj babostha. Jar karonei proti muhurte amra notun kono somaj babosthar aborte nijeder ke protisthapon korte chai ba ogroshor hoye thaki ektu sukher ashay, ektu nay bichar pabar ashay. Kintu amra keno vule jai sei porjonto amra nay bichar pabo na jei porjonto na Allah er nitimala pronoyon sapekkhe bichar babostha gore uthbe. Karon akmatro tini obogoto achen kishe taar manob sontaner mongol nihito royeche ar kishe taar sristo jogoter okollyan nihito royeche. Jodi amra jenei thaki akmatro Islamei royeche nay bichar tahole keno aj take grohon kore nite amader ato voy! Er aktie karon taholo manob sristo somaj babostha ja amader sotto ke alingon kora theke dure soriye rakhe. Ar totodin porjonto amader aei obicharer bojha boye berate hobe joto din na amra prithibir buke Allah er nitimala pronoyon sapekkhe bichar babostha gore tulbo.

Porisheshe akti chotto udahoron diye sesh korte chai, Jodi ami hoye thaki kono akti bostu prostutkari protisthan ba prothisthata tobe ami valo janbo sei bostuti prostut korte kon upadan koto khani babohar kora projojjo. Ja kina onno karo pokkhe jana somvob noy. Prostutkrito bostutiro nijer pokkhe bola somvob noy kon kon upadan tar ki ki porimane proyojon(!) thik tamoni Allah(SWT) amader sristikorta. Tinie valo janen aei jibon chalonay tar sristo manob sontaner jonno kon jibon babostha take sundor vabe porichalito hote sahajjo korbe. Tinie akmatro obogoto achen amader jibone cholar pothe kon jinis ti amader kotokhani proyojon abong konti amader na holei noy. Tahole amra ki bolte pari na je sei prostutkrito bostur moto amader pokkheo bola ba nirdharon kora somvob noy je jibone cholar pothe kon babosthati amader nikot behi grohonjoggyo! Akmatro Allah kortik nirdharito jibon babosthai hote pare amader jibon ke sundor kore tolar akmatro somadhan. Jodi ekhetre amra akmot hote na pari, tobe prosno theke jay ki dorkar chilo tahole Rasul(SAW) ke amader majhe preron korar? Ki dorkar chilo taar priyo ummat ke protarona, jaliyati, obicharer kobol theke bachanor jonno nijer somosto kichuke ujar kore debar? Jodi atoi nijera sovvo hoye thaki, nijeder jibon babostha nijerai gore nite pari tobe dekhi aj amader himmot koto khani sei prerito Rasul(SAW) shafayet chara jannat e probesh korar(!) amra jani somvob noy! Tobuo kothay jeno badha pore thake amader bibek! Etai ki Allah(SWT) er churanto foysala noy je, totokkhon porjonto amra amader bibeker dongshon theke mukto hote parbo na jotokkhon porjonto na amra Ak Allah(SWT) er sikrito jibon babosthar aloke nijeder porichalito korbo!

Allah amader sokol ke taar nirdharito jibon babostha protisthay amader bijoyi korun. (Ameen)

I am not that COOK!

Scrawling cursors on the white word page I was just thinking what I should write down today. Nothing came up to my mind. God, what happened to me? At least a head line was not worth making me goaded. Does not it seems like shit full of my head? Well crossed the page, shut down and rubbing my eyes and take a deep breath. Just relax, today is not your day. Time to do something new in which I am not so much like used to. So, what should I rock today? Freaking out my head once again I got an idea. Yes, let’s cook. Home, it is going to get a master chef.  No way is that my mom. At least a bad chef does not bothered much. So then, what should I cook today? Holly crap that is also a burden! Started checking my favorites list and emitted the hot and spice first. So what is next? Yes, a green signal about sweet dish. May be a little bit chilled too. But there is one thing you should know. Having an awesome cooking time I getting back my mind again in the evening and got the plot of my writings today.

So, I need some pans, ingredients and need to lay aside my mom from the kitchen first. Well, you want to know about my dish? Ok, I will say you how I make it and what I get for it but unfortunately I do not know the exact meaning of the name of this dish! Ta-da! Ok leave the name and know the name of ingredients I need to cook. These are; arrowroot (1/2 cup), flour (1/2 cup), bitted china grass (1/2 cup), sugar (3 cups), butter oil (1 cup), orange emotion (1/2 spoon), chipped pistachio nuts (1/2 cup). Now, it is time to rock the kitchen. First I need to steep half cup arrowroots in four cups liquid for four to five hours. Oh, it is long time but I need back on time so fix an alarm and get back to my room. It is show time. Well, I am a huge fan of How I Met Your Mother. Although watched it before but no chance I miss that show again and again so, here Barney comes with his friends in season 3 not in the television but in my PC….

No way, it kills! Why on earth my alarm has to ring up in the mean time of Barney get slaps from Marshal! It is slaps giving and now I feel like slapping my own cheeks! But it times to go back to kitchen again. So, what is next? I need to change the liquid and steep the arrowroots in fresh water again for two hours? Yu-Hoo!! So, can get back to my unfinished show where the thanks giving night becoming the slaps giving night.

After two hours break it is time to toy with the pans on fire. Need to make syrup using one cup of water and three cups of sugar. Mixed up the steeped arrowroots with half cup flours and pouring the mixture in hot syrup. When the mixture became condensed it is time to put butter oil, sugar, orange emotion and chipped pistachio nuts. Umm! Smells so good but scared to taste but hope it will be alright. Brushing butter oil and sprinkling the chipped pistachio nuts on bowl. Now filling the bowl with the condensed mixture and put it into the fridge for while. After some time when it gets chilled I capsized it on another plate. Oh! It is looking beautiful. Cut a tiny piece and no way is it freaking awesome to have a sweet dish like this. Let’s serve it to my family and now definitely I can say myself a good chef although I know I am not that COOK!

Get back to my computer having the sweet dish and get the idea. Yes, this is Sumaiya Noor love to introduce you a new cook who horribly toy with the pans on fire but surprisingly made a perfect dish which tastes hell finger licking goods. Oh, you want to know the name? It is ‘SOWAN’ a condensed sweet dish which colored glassy orange! Pretty unknown the meaning of it right? Does not matter much just have it………..:)

cHoCoLaTe FrEeZe: Tears or Rain Drops!

cHoCoLaTe FrEeZe: Tears or Rain Drops!: I am late! But why this happens to me? It does not meant to be! Why can not I just with you? A very obstinate I am feeling like a looser...

Tears or Rain Drops!

I am late! But why this happens to me? It does not meant to be! Why can not I just with you? A very obstinate I am feeling like a looser right now.  Dreamt a lot about to triumph it seems I have a defiant attitude and what came up next? I am standing here by loosing my chance and bend my head. Why these lights are on? I try to keep my tears out of view. No! Do not think that crying is for you. You think that you are worthy for that? Why? You leave me, self seeker! I am just crying for my big mistake.

When tears came out pouring my cheeks, every single memory of my friendship appeared into my minds. Yes! I can still remind her face. She was crying begging a lot to pardon but I was just like real steel. “Once you break my mind it is over and I have no intended to mate it again.”  Yes! That was my last words to her. She was not detained then just left some words before she passed away. “Someday you will miss me!”  

I never said you cheated on me. Rather I said, was that necessary lying to me? I do not understand why you had to choose sacrifice being made me happy with the lie! Think about my luck, I did not get a chance to see you looking at me. At least I need to say, “You are my only friend in the world or you could just be the one whom I can stoop.” How self seeker you are leaving me alone without giving any chance of mating again.

I heard on a phone call you want to see me. You never know, I am here now, watching you sleep all quite. You look beautiful and it scares me to wake you up. Oh! How could I forget that you love to be a “Sleeping Beauty” in your world of imagination? See, your dream comes true today. You just look like the “Snow White”. The very white skin as there is no presence of blood. How you feel, when it bleeds a lot? It was chilling right? If I were there to warm you up! No need of me. You get yours, but mine also came true by that way. Once you told me that “if my dreams come true it will be true to you too, cause we are like twin and we meant to be.”  I, Cinderella always have to play with cinders. Always scared that very wind blow up and I have to loose my cinders. That wind came to me and it snatches my cinders from me. You are the cinders of my story. But could you just please wake up once and tell me why you have to die and I have to live? Great now you just stop talking to me.

Finally you are leaving and I am still watching your leave but could not hold you to say, “Please do not leave and stay with me.” They take your stretcher and my views get vague. I do not know how long I stayed there just get back in real when a nurse give me your brown jacket to me. It is folded but still it smells your blood. I open the fold and see something painted on it. It is raw, it is red and still it is wet.

Outside it is raining. You love rain right? Well, things are happening one by one after yours heart. Just you are not here any more. Or, who knows may be you are still watching on us. If you see then, let me show you the rain walking. After all I know a secret of you. You love to cry in the rain. Now let me cry and make you confuse whether I am crying or the rain drops pouring over my face.

It dumbs when I just steeped about her last words to me. I just wish to ask her “How did you know that I will miss you?” Well, I sloping that you win. Yes! You knew that I will miss you but you know what? You will never know how much I miss you right now!

Chaya Shongi....

Ami amar pothe hete cholechi

lokaloy theke bohu dure

ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona

akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu

khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire...



hothat khuje paowa pother dhare

ak boto brikkher niche dariye

pother klanti mora sorire

vangon jeno chepe dhore

ga eliye ditei abeshe

rajjer ghum neme ashe

du chokher pata jure....



hariye nijeke notun kono pothe

sopner siri beye nirvoye

megheder khub kacha kachi

hothat chokh portei khuje pai

nijer chayar pashe onno karo

chuye debo jokhoni, ki holo ke jane

charidike ghono kalo meghe chaowa

amar dussopner suru ekhanei......



bojrer sobde achanok chokh mele dekhi

ami pore achi aka, nei keo pashe

khuje firi ami honne hoe

hay seki !! kothay gelo hariye

pai na ko khuje aj nijer khani

je chaya chilo songi hoe

poth cholte gie koto na bola kotha

bolechi tar kache

aj haralam take.....



charidhare cheye dekhi poth geche vije

bristir chat eshe amay sikto kore

ami kor jore minoti kori...

"o bristi jao na chole die firiye oi roddur ke

"ami akla pothik, keo nei pashe....

tobu chilo nij chaya, aj take hariye

poth cholbo ki kore.....?

dao na firiye oi roddur ke....."



kan pete royechi odhir hoe

sudhu jante ki chilo protiuttore

amay nirash kore bristi

apon mone jhore pore

ami egiye choli poth dhore

ojhor bristi dhara amay sikto kore



ami ki aka? boro aka...aj jante icche kore

kichu bole na toh sei bristi

sudhu ojhore jhore pore

aj charidhare takiye dekhi ojosro bristi dhara

tobe ke bole ami aka, ami noi toh akela

jodi gune dekhi tobe hobe nako sob gona

aei ojosro bristi mala sathe niyei toh

amar dur pothe hete chola.....



bidayer ghonoghota bajlo bole

dekhi charidhare fotay fotay

tokhono bristi jhoreche

tobe ki somoy holo theme jabar?

naki aro onek khani poth geche beke?

ke jane bolbe ke ta

ami dariye nischup

nei kono soduttor

bristi theme geche nirobe.....



hothat cheye dekhi niche

ke jeno royeche dariye

chinte vul hoyni amar

ak chilte hashir rekha cheye jay

amar bisonno sei molin mukhe

bristi rekheche kotha

amar minoti jayni britha

cheye dekhi akash pane

abar esheche roddur

alo jholmole dine.......



ak kodom egiye gie samne

suru holo amar poth chola

ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona

akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu

khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire..............

Vul Thikanay

ami hariye jabo na boleo seshmesh hariye gechi
pothvranto hoye aj e poth o poth hete cholechi
kono ak dorojay kora nartei uttor peye janechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi

baysto kolahol mukhor e shohore koto chena jana mukh khujechi
nei kono chena shur, vabonar bahire kothay royechi
sudhu dorojar opash hote kono lajuk mukhe shunechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi

parar cheler dol basto bol pitate, hoi hullore
kokhono sokhono kor jore hat tali sorobe
ato kichur virey, sojore chokka hakano
hariye jaowa boler moton, amio hariye gechi
keo ar khuje pete chay na ko firey
hariyechi aj mela din tobuo khoj pore nito
sudhu mukher vab shabe bujhe niyechi
na na nei, e name keo nei, vul thikanay eshe porechi..............!!!

World Food Day 2011

Do you know, what is hunger? Hunger is that thing; just because you never thought about impurity rather seek for to eat the remains of another’s meal from a dustbin. Hunger is that thing, which makes you solicit to others. The very sensible issue can make you kill others. Does it seem so dreadful? Well, let’s change the scenario. Here, you will find a very affectionate one where a mother repeatedly warning her son to eat his food in time during the break time and if he does not then see how a mother scold to her son just because he grew thin day by day! Does it seem so tender-hearted? Yes! May be that is. Within a same country, in the same time there are two scenarios which contradict to each other but did you ever try to compare these two common scenarios for a while? May be! May be not!

Fie upon you! Not just upon you it’s for the youth who are keep silence though they have the strength to wipe out the dreadful scenario from the map. But where are they? The people who solicit to you because of hunger they are deprived from their basic rights. Responsibility, where it is now? To flare up these questions we the youth are came ahead. We have to face challenges every now and then. So, now we are united. International Youth Council Bangladesh (IYCB) tries to unite the youth power to tear up those pages where the history of injustice, grief, hunger is written. We are not afraid of. We continually face challenges, how we view them defines us! Do we choose to see the challenges as stepping-stones or as obstacles? If we choose to see them as obstacles, then the challenges we face will be viewed as problems. Problems that need to be overcome along with all the negative connotations associated with problems.  We at IYCB however, choose to see challenges as stepping-stones as opportunities that we have encountered along the way for us to use, to "step on" so that we can achieve more, develop further and ultimately actualize more of our goals!

Among the many challenges that face us - let's focus on one. It is World Food Day 2011. Activista Bangladesh is working to spread awareness among the youth by arranging a campaign on 16^th October at The Central Shahid Minar premises. Their aim is to create hunger free Bangladesh. This time they concerned about the women empowerment in agriculture. They announced it as ‘Women engaged in agriculture are farmers, we demand state recognition and equal rights”. And the slogan they tried to raise is “Up with justice, down with hunger”. International Youth Council Bangladesh (IYCB) and Bangladesh Youth Forum (BYF) are jointly partnered with Actionaid-Activista Bangladesh.

International Youth Council Bangladesh (IYCB) took the responsibility to cover up the promotion of this World Food Day 2011 campaign by arranging signature campaign on University of Dhaka. Covering two spots one on the premises of Arts building and another one on T.S.C where they placed their booth for collecting signatures both on banners and petition papers. IYCB collects more than 2000 signatures in this campaign. Well, where is the challenge doing such kind of things? The obstacles are come from the administrative level. IYCB has to compromise their selection of spot for placing the booth. Though they need to change their plan but not step backward. They have hope. Lot’s of hope. That hope took them to the flight of the latest step. Positive responses that make them to think with a new enthusiasm. So, here is the big challenge when there are obstacles but you are not feared. Well, after the signature campaign the grand event on 16^th October was also a great challenge. Here, IYCB organizers work hard to unite their members to raise their voice once again to fight against injustice. They believe that, some day or other there would be no word named hunger available in Bangladesh. One thing, one scene would be common then that, everybody is well feed enough.  Rally, candlelight procession, flash mob everything was just to get attraction from general was doing by youths. And be a part of that awareness build up event IYCB are making a great debut by joining there youth within a same bondage. That bondage once again remind of that quote “Many a little makes a mickle”.

We are all destined to make choices and those choices do largely control our actions. I am most fortunate and grateful that IYCB is filled with so many motivated people who make positive choices, which ultimately lead to so many meaningful and productive actions. We need to promise less and deliver more...every time. So, that’s why we believe “Youths are not the leader of tomorrow, they are the leaders of today”.

Chaya Shongi

Ami amar pothe hete cholechi
lokaloy theke bohu dure
ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona
akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu 
khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire...

hothat khuje paowa pother dhare 
ak boto brikkher niche dariye
pother klanti mora sorire
vangon jeno chepe dhore 
ga eliye ditei abeshe
rajjer ghum neme ashe 
du chokher pata jure.... 

hariye nijeke notun kono pothe
sopner siri beye nirvoye
megheder khub kacha kachi
hothat chokh portei khuje pai
nijer chayar pashe onno karo
chuye debo jokhoni, ki holo ke jane
charidike ghono kalo meghe chaowa
amar dussopner suru ekhanei......

bojrer sobde achanok chokh mele dekhi
ami pore achi aka, nei keo pashe
khuje firi ami honne hoe 
hay seki !! kothay gelo hariye 
pai na ko khuje aj nijer khani
je chaya chilo songi hoe
poth cholte gie koto na bola kotha
bolechi tar kache
aj haralam take.....

charidhare cheye dekhi poth geche vije
bristir chat eshe amay sikto kore 
ami kor jore minoti kori...
"o bristi jao na chole die firiye oi roddur ke
"ami akla pothik, keo nei pashe....
tobu chilo nij chaya, aj take hariye
poth cholbo ki kore.....?
dao na firiye oi roddur ke....."

kan pete royechi odhir hoe
sudhu jante ki chilo protiuttore
amay nirash kore bristi
apon mone jhore pore
ami egiye choli poth dhore
ojhor bristi dhara amay sikto kore

ami ki aka? boro aka...aj jante icche kore
kichu bole na toh sei bristi
sudhu ojhore jhore pore
aj charidhare takiye dekhi ojosro bristi dhara
tobe ke bole ami aka, ami noi toh akela
jodi gune dekhi tobe hobe nako sob gona
aei ojosro bristi mala sathe niyei toh
amar dur pothe hete chola.....

bidayer ghonoghota bajlo bole
dekhi charidhare fotay fotay
tokhono bristi jhoreche
tobe ki somoy holo theme jabar?
naki aro onek khani poth geche beke?
ke jane bolbe ke ta
ami dariye nischup
nei kono soduttor
bristi theme geche nirobe.....

hothat cheye dekhi niche
ke jeno royeche dariye
chinte vul hoyni amar
ak chilte hashir rekha cheye jay
amar bisonno sei molin mukhe
bristi rekheche kotha
amar minoti jayni britha
cheye dekhi akash pane 
abar esheche roddur
alo jholmole dine.......

ak kodom egiye gie samne
suru holo amar poth chola
ekhane nei kono pothiker anagona
akla ami nei keo pashe, sudhu 
khuje pai nijer chaya ghure fire..............

IYC and Project Green Channel

"This world demands the qualities of youth: not a time of life but a state of mind, a temper of the will, a quality of imagination, a predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the life of ease." - Robert Kennedy

Youth’s are always keen to learn something new from environment. In today’s society, youths are facing some severe problem which is related to environment. They should be concerned about the initiatives that take part in creating a whole new world with a gentle environment. By stepping forward some youths among us take an initiative for educating Bangladeshi youth to be Eco Friendly. So here’s the story of Project Green Channel begins.

As Project Green Channel is an educating program to change the views of youth what they usually avoid so it need much more contribution and support to run smoothly. So some renowned youth organization showed their interest to run the project jointly. IYC-International Youth Council-Bangladesh Chapter is one of them.

Youth’s are always expecting the best result of their contribution. They work hard to do their best and in return they want no personal feedback but to make changes in the society. Following this strategy IYC   started their journey with participation in the Project Green Channel.

IYC labeled them as one of the coordinator so they took the responsibility to organize and created a list of participants who were interested to be a volunteer. Duties were provided to IYC and the organizers from IYC turned those tasks as challenges as it was their first project they gained. IYC organizers called several meetings to create a balance for co-operating the organizers; here we learned how to make a decision within a short time with prioritize everyone’s thought. We the organizers from IYC did the name tags and took the in charge of distributing those to the participants of Green Channel.

Project Green Channel was divided into three categories;

1.      Workshop

2.      Marathon Cleaning Program

3.      Envi-outcomes

Workshop program was set for two days 4^th and 5^th July. IYC divided their 70 participants into two schedules. Each schedule contains 35 participants. In our first day on workshop IYC members were participated happily though the whole program was not perfectly organized yet what we expect. But we considered this and hope for next day program will be organized. In our first day workshop IYC participants learned how to make papers by using waste papers and Kachuripanas. In lunch time break participants were provided by food where IYC organizers were took the in charge of doing this. And in the last session of workshop participants were encouraged to a competition of food-composting. And we are glad to mention that our IYC participants took the 1^st and 3^rd place in the competition. So that proves much for IYC how to compete!!

In our second day on workshop everything was same as before but it was perfectly organized than the first workshop. And vigorously our IYC participants showed their best in the last session competition. So definitely we can say IYC rules!!

Well continuing here something is hidden which seems as dirty truth. But ultimately there’s no chance to hide it and focus something else. All that glitters is not gold! May be it would be a happy ending for IYC organizers and participants in Project Green Channel. But following some reasons IYC quite from the project. We never say it was because we are unfortunate rather we say that we are luckily fortunate that we can save our beloved organization from any kind of bad effects which can destroyed our reputation. After all Charity begins at home!

A little learning is a dangerous thing! It happened because of some so called youth those who took initiative for educating Bangladeshi youth have some problems as they are not highly organized and lack of access knowledge about running a big program. They are not highly mannered. Even they are desperate to behave arrogantly with the other organizers. It seems Empty vessel sounds much!  It is always a true fact that if a school of people were not organized and committed and never shows little respect to others  it will definitely broken by any times. Because there is no strings attached.

Here came the turning point. Every program has some positive and negative effect. With out these two aspects a program can not be judged in a right way. Project Green Channel surely has some great influence to the youth but its negative aspects can not make us satisfied. That’s why IYC is no longer attached with them. And we the IYC members think that it is the best decision ever we made as we started our journey in the society as an infant. But do not forget that infants are learning by stumbling. So we wish that Project Green Channel members will be able to learn from their program by recovering their faults. And for IYC we must pretend like Good wines needs no bush!