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..............