past, present and disaster

From my childhood I have dreamed of being a successful man. But my dreams never came true and still it hasn't. For me, test exam is running at the college. As my previous test scores were not up to the standard, I planed to do better in this exam. But what an irony of faith, I lost all my interests in studies. Even after that, I'm buried with some extra responsibilities. So at the end of the day, I look for a source of inspiration. A ray of hope which will get me going. They say, prepare for the worst and hope for the best. Now all I can do is hope for the best. But I am not prepared for the worst.

As for coaching centers, I’m having a second thought. When I look back into my own life story, I find that, I never got detached from coaching centers. In my early childhood I gained coaching for school admission, handwriting [still it sucks till now]. My mom used to take me to shafollo coaching center. Sometimes my dad used to send his official jeep for the same purpose. When I grew up a little, I walked alone. Then in mcsp, inspite of having standard marks, my name came up for extra classes. The teachers believed I could so more but I’m holding back my efforts. Coming to Dhaka I admitted myself in 4 private classes at once. But now when I seek the result of these coaching, I find that I’m still same old Maisun. An average student. So now I have planned to make a daring attempt. I decided not to emphasis on coaching classes rather to train myself. I look forward to find the inner strength dormant within me and awake it.

Wish me luck guys.

Maisun ibn Monowar

this is me.

Q: what happens when a crow wears a peacock suit?
A: nothing happens. it stays as a crow.

we can take the lesson in our real world. there are countless people who try to conceal their true identity and pretend to be something else. does it really help? no, it doesn't. it satisfies a mind momentarily. but in the long run you are ashamed of your deeds. that's why you should stick to yourself.

now, we have some natural classifications in our day to day society. we have high class people, middle class people and lower class people. again, each of these class have several levels, like lower middle class, upper middle class etc. these classification originate naturally. you inherit them by birth. you may upgrade your class by hard work, earning more money at a greater rate..... but that doesn't really help. most people who apparently upgrade their class by earning more money still bear the thoughts, behaviors of his old self. and again, their are some people who don't earn that much of money, but through education their thoughts and behavior evolve. but due to their low bank balance they are looked down upon. people, no matter in which class they belong bear a common characteristics, they strive to achieve more power and money, causing unrest in the society, corruptions.

we do not have the courage to step out of all odds and to act differently, boldly. can't we accept what we are? shouldn't we be grateful that we are still in a sound health and mind. it won't me rich if you say so, it won't make me poor if you curse me. no matter how many fat names you assign to me, i won't be changing drastically. you can't help it, you can't change it, you can't complain about it.

i know who i am. i know who i wanna be. i know what I'm gonna do. i know my past. i know my present. i will fabricate my future.


this is me......... this is who i am......... i am Maisun Ibn Monowar.

boycott

i was hoping that our college will be closed during the holy month of Ramadan. but our principle being a non Muslim perhaps doesn't realize the significance of this holy month. more over he arranged special classes. after attending college and one or two coaching classes it is hardly possible to do self study coming back home. and again it is quite difficult to study after Sheri. so i have decided that i will boycott college from this day onwards. by the rule i have to pay a fine of bdt 50 for not attending the college. according to my calculations it is no big problem. as i have to spend bdt 40 daily if i attend the college. paying my college 10 more i can gain more time for my self study.
our principal has a great method for grooming the weak students. but he doesn't know how difficult will it be for us during ramadan. alone i can not do anything,
so, hereby, i boycott all the classes and exams in college till eid.

I survived an accident.

Among my daily duties I need to pick up my younger sister from her school. After my coaching classes I went to pick her up as usual, but I was 10 minutes late. The problem is when I get late to pick up my sister from her school and I don't have any ride with me, it’s hard to get one. So I was standing by the main road waiting for a rickshaw to be hired by me. But didn't have much luck over there. So we move forward in search of a rickshaw. After a while I got one. Usually I take shortcuts during the pick hour, because of the traffic jam. Everything was normal. Our rickshaw was passing through a street where kids were playing cricket. There was a brick acting as a stamp. The rickshaw hit a bump. The rickshaw puller looked behind with wonder, he didn't drive over the brick, so where was the bump. With in moments the rickshaw hit a second bump the right wheel collapsed and we just had an accident. Luckily my sister and I were unhurt. I got a little pain on my let knee. Where as the rickshaw puller got hurt badly. He didn't even receive his money as the fare.
I survived another accident.

a plan

i don't have much to do now. it will never be possible for me to finish the whole syllabus now. but still I'll try once. I'm planning to take a month leave from my private tutors and give a little extra time and energy on studies to cover up my gap. I'll also try to learn few new moves.

A fallen soldier.

i wasn't doing well in my first half of class eleven. may be it was because i resided in my uncle's house, i had to face a lot difficulties. i thought moving to our house i will boost my studies and cover it up. but now when my year final exam is given and the results are about to be published i realize that i couldn't cover up my gaps. rather I'm broken way beyond any repairments. I'll be promoted to class twelve, no doubt about it. but when my dad gets the inside news, he's gonna be crazy. cause until now he has spent a large amount of money and had been given some sort of freedom over my studies. with these results i'll never get myself admitted in buet. i need to forget that i was hoping for a schoolarship abroad. standing at the edge of my doom i realise that i gathered much experience mostly for the future, but when you will ask me abourt my present, i'm totally empty.

right now i'm nothing more than a fallen soldier. shattered like a piece of glass.

GTP

most you guys know I'm involved in gtp. I'll try to give you an idea how it like. but first things first. there's a seminar on saturday 2/4/2009 at 10 am. you will be provided refreshments. you are cordially invited by mistry sir. gotta go . fever is rising again i believe.

Boishakhi madness

How much I know that 14th April is the bangla new year. O’ yeah I almost forgot, y’all know that. But thing which I don’t know and understand is that why on earth every one is so excited to celebrate this day since we are all eager to move on with English language and culture. I’ve seen the shopping mall s to redecorate them self with some heck of merchandise. Go to ramna enjoy the whole day, go out with your partners, but why it has to be so expensive? Is it really necessary to lose a lot of money? Some thing just doesn’t seem right. I would agree with the huzur’s. This is just nonsense.