Of All the Humble Blessings

Little, overlooked things-objects or incidents often play life shaping rolls; most of which go unnoticed. Shouldn’t such small blessings gain our attention ?

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Dried chilli, an inseparable part of Bengali Cuisine. Though this act of drying a small amount of already dried chilli looks all cute and joyful, but it makes night and day difference in the process of cooking and eating of an average Bengali family.

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A grasshopper in the concrete jungle of Dhaka, rare sight to behold for sure.

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Good health, a gift we almost always take for granted. But the ones with a lacking feel the preciousness of this belssing. Is it a humble blessing? Or a grand one? Who knows…

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Religious books, often cited as Words of The Almighty, have been the major sources of social norms and laws. Though there are instances of extreme measures and illogical violences in these books; still the fact that morality, integrity, sense of justice are mostly derived from these books.

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Once a source of immense joy and fun for the owner, this little bicycle is left alone to rust away. Once a blessing has become a burden.

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Being able to see them in front, having meals with them, taking about past-present and future; how many of us actually realize that how hard it is for those who don’t have such luck?

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A cup of tea is capable of making all the differences in particular moments.

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Securing a spot, taking a look at the view and the mind gets refreshed.

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During the scorching summer heat and humidity, fresh sweet water from green coconut cools the body, soothes the mind.

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Being able to look at the beautiful colors is something to be grateful.

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Playground, beautiful evening light and surrounded by greeneries, All of these make an evening to be cherished.

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In midsts of lights and shadows, a short nap freshens up all the creatures.

Memories Remain : The Last Segment

Memories, no matter what they say, will eventually fade away. In my case, whenever the process begins I’ll try my best to resist it. These are the very last photographs I’ve taken of my beloved university campus, BUET. Stay lively, jolly and beautiful as ever…!

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4th Floor, Left Wing, North Block, Dr. M.A. Rashid Hall – our ways are parted now.

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The corridor to North Block. The place where we used to sit, used to laugh, used to get angry on life, used to be thankful for what we had…

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Couple of Singaras and a bottle of coke at the hostel canteen – the regular snack in the morning during classes.

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During the departmental fests, the competition was fierce to secure the spot for highest rated fest in all aspect. Decorating the campus was a mandatory part.

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The half wall was a place for buddies and couples.

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It was the last time of myself seeing the campus in full bloom…

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Rainsoaked Architecture dept. road, the shortcut way out of campus…

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Aftermath of one of many fairs taking place at the cafeteria front…

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Late night hangouts in front of the Shaheed Minar was common during Preparatory Leaves(PL), which helped a lot to release the stress…

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Making a short drama during departmental fests was a staple part of each fests. The enthusiasm was enormous…

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Cafeteria front in one of those last mornings…

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Cafeteria front during the commencement of the last Civil Fest attended by ’09 batch.

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Students performing in Civil Fest ’15 …

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Dept. of Civil Engineering – the Grand Stair…

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After each examination, students rush out through the front entrance. I used to be one of them….

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Even a simpleton street light seemed close during the last days…

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On the roof of Dr. M.A. Rashid Hall – view of ECE building on the brink of a strom…

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South Block of Dr. M.A. Rashid hall during a stormy night – as seen from 4th floor of North Block.

Cattle Market Chronicles – গরু ছাগলের হাটের ইতিবৃত্ত

Eid-ul-Adha is one of the two biggest religious festivals of Musalmaans. Major portion of Bangladeshi population call themselves Musalmaan & they celebrate this festival with sheer joy & enthusiasm.

This festival involves the ritual of sacrificing an animal ( which must be Halal) in the name of Allah, through which the devotion of the sacrificing person reaches to Allah in a symbolic manner.

As an animal is a must, this clearly boosts the requirement of healthy animals . To fulfill the demand, temporary cattle markets or Haats are organized in the cities & villages of Bangladesh. Such two temporary cattle markets are Aftabnagar Haat & Meradia Haat.

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Arrangements to display the animals with the help of bamboo posts and fences are being prepared.

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Fences & posts are ready, but the animals didn’t arrive yet. Children are making proper use by displaying their gymnastic capabilities !

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Preparations are complete to receive the cattle.

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Due to the higher chances of making a big profit, The Finest Cattle are brought to Dhaka from other districts in trucks.

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Right after reaching Meradia Haat, a Truck Driver taking a nap. The highways to Dhaka suffer rampant pressure of traffic during two Eids, Eid-ul-Adha being the severe one. Driving a truck full of cattle & their owners takes heavy toll on the Truck Drivers & their helpers.

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To safely bring the cattle down from the truck, temporary platforms are made from clay .

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Multiple bulls are brought down at the same time.

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Sometimes a few animals put a show of their acrobatic capabilities …!

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Some of these come down calmly, just like the one here; walking without any agitation. But sometimes things go out of control.

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Animals don’t follow the comfortable path sometimes & put shows like this once in a while.

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…and this one completes the tumble & fall process.

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After bringing down from trucks, animals are tied into the posts and fences in such a way that they can be fed easily & customers can easily examine them.

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Sometimes a bit of repositioning takes place to bring the best of the lot to the best suited position.

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A seller feeding his bull.

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Sometimes the animals don’t feel comfortable & start making noises. This is taken as a sign of an angry animal, which can not be sold that easily. So, the Sellers try to calm them with sticks.

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Sellers come in teams and they sleep in turns; right beside their animals.

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There are demands for polythene based covers to make temporary beds,wrap clothing & other purposes. & business is naturally good for the sellers..!

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Where animals are present, diseases also lurk around. Both buyers and sellers don’t want their animals to be sick. So,veterinary physicians along with required drugs are present in the cattle markets to keep things in order.

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Small food shops are set up for the cattle sellers with little or no coverings. A few of the sellers are taking their breakfast.

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Apart from temporary food shops, the permanent shops around the area also make good use of the business opportunity. Foods are being prepared in large cooking pots.

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Arrangements are made to supply drinking & bathing water to the cattle sellers. In such hot & humid conditions, cooling of is a must…

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A seller with his bulls.

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Another seller poses with his bulls.

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A portion of the buyers prefer to decorate their cattle with colorful & shiny plastic wrappings. This is another good business inside & around the Cattle Market areas.

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A man with his cattle beautification products inside Cattle market area.

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Not only buyers but also a large number of interested visitors come to the cattle markets. There are little kids among them too. This little Mullah was tired & sat there to recharge his energy. Did stroke a good pose though… !

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After buying the desired one, people take their animal to home either themselves or they hire someone to help. A helper holding the rope of two bulls and walking them to their owners house.

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The walk towards home – 2

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The walk towards home – 3

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The walk towards home – 4

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The walk towards home – 5

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After selling all their animals, the cattle sellers starting journey towards their home along with the profit & possessions.

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Another Seller returning with quite a heavy load over his head.

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A young man with few leftover cattle foods over his head starting a long journey towards home.

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The trucks which carry the animals to Dhaka make return journey carrying the cattle sellers.

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Cattle sellers over a truck, waiting for the commencement of the journey.

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People returning to their home with their animal. In dusk, the rush towards the exit of Haat area is intensified.

My University : A Few More Places

The last semester has begun. After a few months, I’ll part with this campus. It Turns out that, I already feel sore about it. When officially I’ll no longer be a student of BUET, I’ll have to watch these photo to reminisce the evergreen memories and moments.

And I continue sharing the places that remain silent; always or not.

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University post office, a place that used to be very busy in the old days; but not anymore. Thanks to the modern communication systems.

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The forgotten entrance to the Old Academic Building, which has turned into a garbage dumping backyard these days.

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No bulb there, just the socket and wire. The stair gets quite dark at night. North Block, Dr. M.A. Rashid Hall.

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The showpiece bench of Sher-e-Bangla Hall, where no one sits.

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Here he rests, Shaheed Kamal Uddeen; a freedom fighter hailing from then E.PUET ( now BUET), who sacrificed his life fighting against the Invader west Pakistani army.

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Hannan’s tea store, a place for hanging out and drinking tea or coffee.

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Golden morning Light showering our Rag corner, a place where the students of seniormost batch hangs out. The artworks represent the cultural influences of the students of the rag batch.

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The street beside central playground, where I take a walk in every single idle morning. The beautiful morning light makes my day even more beautiful.

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The locked entrance to the Registrar building, which remains locked before the beginning of office hours.

The “Me” Chronicles

In this wonderful world, some people are like open books. They want others to know about themselves. All you’ve got to do is to read. And there are these introvert, solitude freak-ish persons who prefer to keep themselves in secret zone.

When it comes to categorize myself, it becomes a bit critical. I am neither an open book nor a locked one. Some pages are full of colors, some are just laying empty. Perhaps, the seemingly empty ones are written with invisible ink, waiting to be discovered someday…

 

Being another common person with a camera, I too become trendy by taking mirror selfies once in a while. Who doesn't love to get photographed?

Being another common person with a camera, I too become trendy by taking mirror selfies once in a while. Who doesn’t love to get photographed?

Window, a large movie theater screen with hundreds of films going on in each and every moment. All you need is to discover and watch.

Window, a large movie theater screen with hundreds of films going on in each and every moment. All you need is to discover and watch.

Except for the Prophets, man can't be completely free goodness or wickedness. Different combination of these basic elements construct the character of a man. But who am I to judge myself?  Righteousness and Wickedness : Balanced.

Except for the Prophets, man can’t be completely free goodness or wickedness. Different combination of these basic elements construct the character of a man. But who am I to judge myself?
Righteousness and Wickedness : Balanced.

Taking such photos is a critical habit to leave.

Taking such photos is a critical habit to leave.

Two months ago,for almost a week, continuous rainfall managed to keep me inside my home. It has been a long monotonous week and the rainfall still continues.  No way of going outside, so, a nightshot of myself was all I can manage.

Two months ago,for almost a week, continuous rainfall managed to keep me inside my home. It has been a long monotonous week and the rainfall still continues.
No way of going outside, so, a nightshot of myself was all I can manage.

The light of the sun can be very much comforting during unintentional lonely times. The power of giving hope is strong and virtually everlasting.

The light of the sun can be very much comforting during unintentional lonely times. The power of giving hope is strong and virtually everlasting.

"Don't judge a person by his outlooks and words, judge him by his works."

“Don’t judge a person by his outlooks and words, judge him by his works.”

This PC was used by my elder brother before he left Bangladesh for his higher studies. Now my Father uses it for general purposes e.g. listening to Al Quran recitations, word processing, checking mails.  Sometimes he becomes emotional for this PC has the touch of his elder son.

This PC was used by my elder brother before he left Bangladesh for his higher studies. Now my Father uses it for general purposes e.g. listening to Al Quran recitations, word processing, checking mails.
Sometimes he becomes emotional for this PC has the touch of his elder son.

As the sun sets, I-you-we take another step towards death.

As the sun sets, I-you-we take another step towards death.

No matter how hard I try to forget, journey on the Buses of Dhaka city shall remain as a gruesome memory till the end of my days.  If you come here by any chance, take a trip from Azimpur to Rampura. Then let me know whether my words are exaggerated or not.

No matter how hard I try to forget, journey on the Buses of Dhaka city shall remain as a gruesome memory till the end of my days.
If you come here by any chance, take a trip from Azimpur to Rampura. Then let me know whether my words are exaggerated or not.

Tea, the love of my life. The addiction I adore. In fact, I don't have any other addiction.

Tea, the love of my life. The addiction I adore. In fact, I don’t have any other addiction.

In this short earthly life, the list of success-achievements-fame-pride are becoming the driving force. But ultimately all shall be perished. The name might remain, but is it worth to throw away the eternal life for the earthly one?

In this short earthly life, the list of success-achievements-fame-pride are becoming the driving force. But ultimately all shall be perished. The name might remain, but is it worth to throw away the eternal life for the earthly one?

সবই ক্ষয়ে যাবে, মরে যাবে, পচে যাবে। থেকে যাবে আত্মা, গুমরে গুমরে কেঁদে যাবে – একাকী।