Don’t know what to write!!!

0144 BST

23-05-2007

Feeling like posting a blog. Don’t know what I’m going to right. Actually I’ve been trying to figure out something and there is nothing. Mind is a funny game indeed. There are moments when my head is full of ideas, but the urge to write down isn’t there and vice versa.

May be I can write down something on what I’m listening to. Right now I’m hearing Stacie Orrico’s “I’m Not Missing You”. I was going through my music collections and found this song today and actually I liked it. Here goes the lyric

I’m Not Missing You

Oh, Oh
Im not missing you
Been through just about everything that I could go through
When it comes to relationships
Dont know what I was missing or why I aint listen
When I told myself that was it
Now here I go, hurt again
Cause of my curiousity
Now that its over
What else could it be he just had to cheat

I made a promise never to settle
Why didnt I keep it?
Cause I hated the heartbreak
Crying and cheating, the fooling around

[Chorus]
(But) Im not missing you
Im not going through the motions
Waiting and hoping you call me
Im not missing you
You might have had me open
But I must be going because
I got life to do
I know Im usually hanging on
I used to hate to see you gone
But this time its different
I dont even feel the distance
Im not missing
Im not missing you

Its a shame in a way cause
I feel that I may not ever find the right one for me
Did I leave him, is he right in front of my face oh
Will my true love ever be?
Why would I go on a search again
When I know what the end will be
What good is love when it keeps on hurting me?

I made a promise never to settle
Why didnt I keep it?
Cause I hated the heartbreak
Crying and cheating, the fooling around

[Chorus x2]

No I cant be with you
Cause I’m scared felt like I was falling when you left me
I cant keep going through life
Unaware of what I missed
And the person I could be
Love’s good when its right
And when it’s left in your memory
All the times I let you down
I guess love will be nice for someone elses life

[Chorus]

Im not going through the motions
Waiting and hoping you call me
You might have had me open
But I must be going because
I know Im usually hanging on
I used to hate to see you gone
Oh different, feel the distance
Im not missing
Im not missing you.

………………………………………………………..

When you say, you are not missing something or someone, actually that is the moment when you miss that stuff or person the most, isn’t it true?

0154 BST

23-05-2007

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Freedom of Choice

Last night watched the movie Spanglish. Nice movie by the way, but theme wasn’t in harmony with my view.

The last sentence made things clear, when the child wanted space and her mother’s reply was, “Do you want to be like me or like an American?” There was the message.

Individualism and Ubantu are two ways of looking into life. Both have positive and negative sides. In fact, our life is a complex interplay between both. But either one has to dominate over the other.

Personally I’m a strong advocate of individualism, but that doesn’t imply I want life to be alone. Rather one should have the right to decide how much s/he wants to involve someone in his/her life, whoever s/he is. I think the kid should be left alone when she requested some space… instead the mother took it as a direct attack to her culture.

Freedom of Choice is one’s birth right which should never be denied.

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Random Thoughts… …

Random thoughts…… so many words…… scattered sentences…… unorganized prose… I just can’t write them down…… or may be I can…… I can’t post them…… but I want to… …why…… may be questionnaire himself knows the answer as much as I know……

Life is pretty weird, huh? Or it is pretty funny? Either way it’s really enjoyable, isn’t it?

Sometimes I feel my life has turned into a momentum… … like the flow… … I do things without feeling much… … sometimes like duty… … sometimes like obligation… … sometimes like responsibility… … sometimes … well, I don’t know actually… … May be I’ll start to feel… … but I’m afraid of that… … may be never… …

Being good in something means being good in other things as well… … I was best when I was there… … My friends in Chittagong accuse me of being selfish, because I can easily get over things… … It has been more than three years I’ve left Chittagong for study and I rarely pay visit there……

Is it selfishness? I did my best when I was there… … When you made me left… … when you didn’t give me the opportunity… … what is the point behind looking to the past??? My life is dynamic, I adapt quickly, I’m flexible… …

Let’s finish reading one of Saad Bhaya’s blogs, A Dawn with Rabindranath, which I liked so much… … I love his writings.

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Not the end, the tunnel itself…

Signs… sometimes we wait for them. Nonetheless, in some cases, we have them, still we keep ignoring, but why?

The journey from cradle to grave has many twists and turns. Sometimes the road is flowery, sometimes it’s thorny. There are moments which pass away like a flash, whilst there are times when life seems completely stuck. Nevertheless, like wind that blows away clouds to show the glitter on the lake, there is a constant flow. Good days come after bad, moments to cheer follow moments to forget… dynamic life.

Destiny unfolds following its own scale… Still there are some forecasts. We call them signs. Sometimes we wait for these signs, sometimes intentionally, sometimes in subconscious mind…… may be to fix things or may be just to avoid sudden shock… or may be to take the unavoidable move.

But why do we sometimes ignore signs when they are clear and loud……… when signs are such that even the optimist is unable to see the end of the darkness… when the cycle repeats over and over… again and again…… when constant denial leads to yet another round of sign… why we can’t just accept the reality when it’s already more than evident… why we don’t let go what is destined to leave…… why do we want to keep something that has nothing… why do we keep running behind the glitter in desert which is merely an illusion……

May be “The light at the end of the tunnel is not an illusion. The tunnel is……” (Author unknown.)

Sometimes we have the lead…… yet unwilling to take them…

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THE MASK

0357 BST

11-05-2007

I’ve just watched the movie THE MASK. It was funny and interesting. There was an expert (of course in the movie) whose opinion was literally everyone wears mask. Well, may be it not completely false after all.

Sometimes we are surprised may be shocked to see different faces of the same people we have known for years! We get confused… is it the person whom I used to know! Or is it another brand new one! Almighty knows.

Why do people wear Masks? Is it because they are more honest to what others will think instead to ownself? Don’t these people have self dignity or self respect? Don’t they have their own logics and understandings? Can’t they think by their own? Do they have their own feeling? Is there any self esteem in their heart? Is there any heart at all?

0407 BST

11-05-2007

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Will s/he ever feel…

1118 BST

04-05-2007

Friends… why do we need them? Do we really need them at all? Or is it something we get habituated to? Can someone lead a lonely life?

Socialization starts from family. From the early age we get used to the fact that life is interdependent… dependence on parents, relationship with siblings and relatives and so on. Besides we make friends… in the playground, in school, in our work field, in our day to day life. The most recent form is friendship in virtual world. Whatever and wherever relationship grows, all share the same basic principle… interaction between minds.

In life there are so many obstacles. Sometimes it’s really hard to keep the spirit up… no matter how much confident you are! Sometimes you loss the inspiration, that’s the time when you need someone to make you feel that it isn’t over… the fight can be won.

Theoretically a friendless life can exist and survive. Sometimes I feel this theoretical possibility isn’t far from reality. If someone grows up all alone and isolated, s/he will be habituated to that. Will s/he ever feel the need for someone to share………….

11:39 BST

04-05-2007

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