- Eid is one of the few days you have better chance for forgiveness from The Almighty. It offers you a chance of cleansing. Right now, I can think of only other event that provides similar opportunity, Hajj. Mere thought of punishment of hell should make you tremble in fear. For some reason I could never connect to those emotions. Is it because my heart made of stones? I think not. I like to think my heart is made of Plastic. Recycled Industrial Plastic. It works. Durable. Easy to repair. Artificial.
- Speaking of artificial, there is one more thing I was able to fake flawlessly. Smile. Want to land that next business deal? Present yourself with a smile. Want that job? Present yourself with a smile. I got so good at faking, that it actually ended up looking original.
- I used to have fun on Eid. Then life happened. Me and my friends got scattered across country. Across entire globe. Only few remains within my immediate reach. I could go and hangout with them. This would mean Hiring a cab only to pay him at least double fare for driving me 5 minutes in this empty city. Then go for a snack in some coffee shop with the whole group. As a freelancer, I make decent amount of money now and then. But I never managed enough courage to get inside one of these coffee shop to get myself cup of coffee. The problem doesn’t stop there. As a student, DIYer, curious mind; I want to share my ideas with people. Have a fruitful discussion. Only way I can do that is by spending a fortune on coffee shops. It’s all about money now a days. If only there was a concept of a place where you could relax on a summer afternoon, chit chat with your friends, spend a good time with your family. Oh wait! There is something like that. It’s called public park. We HAD some of those here in Dhaka. Not sure what it has become now.
- There will be good and evil sides of all entities. It is not unusual for people to have 2 faces. I can handle people with 2 faces. In face we all have few faces. I’m not the same person when I’m with my little sister, in comparison to when I’m with my professor, my friends, my boss. Now we have few more faces to put up. One for Facebook. One for Twitter. One for instagram. Yes, the image I have of myself on Facebook, doesn’t match with my real life image. The image of myself on my BlogSpot site, doesn’t match with my main web site. I understand that. When I interact with a person I remember these facts. What I’m afraid of, when I’ll look myself in the mirror after 40 years; who will I be?
Saturday, July 18, 2015
What we've become?
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Connecting ... with People !!! [part 1]
I never really had friends. From the very beginning. I can't remember why, but I always preferred staying at home and reading a book rather than going out and breaking a leg. I did find cycling interesting, but that too was short lived.
I remember Pokemon (Yes! Pokemon. Yellow mouse with electricity) gave me a common ground to talk to other people around me. That was the first time I actually made friends. Then again Pokemon caused a lot of controversies among us. To elders, it was simply childish. To me, it was nonsense. It was way too much effort for me to set the records straight.
I military school, not many had interest on emerging technology. Therefore, my friend circle was actually few dots.
Same goes to college. I could never actually caught up.
In University, I never really bothered to expand my friend circle. Or even, make it a circle.
This has left me with a peculiar problem. I have absolutely no clue how to interact with my fellow earthlings. I could hide this fact easily before, but now things have changed. I mean, when you are that guy who stands in the corner with an empty glass on a conference dinner, you are kind of hard not to notice. Same applies to other social gatherings.
To this day, I could connect with very few peoples around me. They give me a great source of comfort. I have my gratitude to express to the following people.
- Ocean >> For letting me join with him to form a BiCycle gang.
- Towkir >> For compensating me for my broken scale
- Azim >> Joining me on a quest for computer from within the closed campus
- Turkey >> For simply being him
- Imran >> The first Sonnetier
- Arranya >> The second Sonnetier
- Tanzir >> The third Sonnetier
- Asif >> Fellow EEE
- Shakil >> Kind of my arch enemy, the guy with an Apple
- Essa >> Adults, but still watching cartoons
- Sadaf >> The CSEEE
- Zafor >> Dude, come to the good side. Come to Ubuntu.
- Kafi (vai) >> For being technical badass with people skills.
So forgive me people. If you ever find me staring at you, saying nothing, I'm probably trying to figure out what communication protocol to use.
[Disclaimer: I have more names to express my gratitude to. Stay tuned and enjoy music by James Blunt.]
Monday, November 24, 2014
Let's be the Secret Agents of Innovation
“The name is Bond, James Bond”
Tell me the truth, how many times did you practice this line in front of the mirror with your own name. Spies are cool. Speaking virtually every language in the world, instantly making friends, mixing with crowd, foreseeing the outcome, not to mention being good with the ladies!
You know what I think? We can still be one. Cool like a spy.
We can be, “The Secret Agent of Innovation”
Think about it. The scientific communities are full with people eagerly waiting to share their ideas with the rest of the world. Because anyone in the scientific community knows that only way we can grow better is by sharing and through teamwork. That’s why they organize conference and publish their works on Journals. But I found it hard to instantly connect with them. I didn’t know how to approach them or how to begin a conversation with them. I couldn’t be the “James Bond” of the scientific community gathering.
It’s been almost a month I’m in Japan for my study purpose. I’m studying in KyuTech. Their lab has more tools than what I’m used to. I now have access to site like amazon and ebay. Technically, I can order any component from online and build my idea. But I still couldn’t do it. Because, most of the sites in Japan are written in Japanese. People here don’t use English because they don’t need to. They are sufficient on their own.
There have been time, when I needed some certain computer script to run to accomplish my goal. I found out about openCV and I was mesmerized by the collection of algorithms. Open source and free of cost. But I couldn’t use it. I didn’t know enough about programming language.
So here’s the thing, I couldn’t connect with people, I can’t talk with people around me and I can’t use the resources that I already have. Why so?
May be because, from the childhood I was too focused on being a student instead of being a good learner. May be I was too concerned about raising my grades, when I should have gone out and made more friends. Learn to mix with the society.
Train to be a “Secret Agent of Innovation”.
Friday, October 17, 2014
Panic attack and Facebook
One thing no one put it on their experience list, how it feels right before leaving for you higher studies. I’m expecting my visa within this week and when I get that, i’ll fly at the earliest convenience. I know my shopping isn’t complete, but I have roughly a week to finish it. But I get this feeling I never experienced before, the constant feeling of running out of time. The clock gives you a constant reminder. Once you are out of your country, you are out of your comfort zone. You’ll no longer be in a place you are familiar with. No one will speak your language. No one will eat the same food as you would. You are expected to speak their language, eat their kind of food and obey their rules. You don’t have anyone to pick you up on your feet in case you fall. This is not an easy thing to deal with.
I’ve been trying to calm my mind through diverting attention to something else. Gossiping, writing, watching TV; things I now consider a waste of time. I’ve been watching “Person of Interest”. I have to say, it did manage to divert my mind from the reality for the day. For those of you who have never seen an episode of it, the show involves an ex-military guy protecting random people based on a super AI machine built by a computer genius who is dead by papers! Of course, being an engineer, I can tell majority of the plot is crap and based of science fiction which is not possible to implement. However, behind the Hollywood stunts and CGI there is an alarming truth.
Did you notice how easy it is for Finch to acquire personal data. At one point there is a dialog, “It was very hard for governments to gain personal information and their association. So I created social media.” A laughable line for those who know the history behind social media but nevertheless, it does make a strong point. I realized, I spent years posting my best pictures on Facebook, mapping the places I went to, food I love, people I be with, movies I like. I consciously created a virtual copy of myself. Open for public to view and comment. Now that I think of it, it wouldn’t be so difficult for someone to impersonate me. I posted everything about me online, because I thought it will create more job opportunities for me, I’ll get to know more people, but now I think it was a stupid idea. I should be more careful when it comes to posting on social media. Think about it; In the past decade, you’d find hopeless Romeos standing on the street waiting to catch a glimpse of his darling. Now, in the present, he just needs to be a “Friend” on Facebook and keep staring at those selfies she posts every hour, be at the events she says she’ll be there!
Technology is merely a tool. It is upto us to use it. I would prefer the users to be good people. So be a good people and stop posting crap on Facebook.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Was it a mistake?
My target was BUET and BUET only. My ancestors have graduated from this University, so I had to get in.
Unfortunately I couldn't. for about a year, I was a hopeless undergrad student desperately looking for ways to get back to 'glory'.
I tried to explore every bit of possibility to excel. I push my academic activities to the limit. I studied extra in the library to attain quality. I tried to brush up my communication skills. I tried to pick up some leadership skills. And now when the time has come to upgrade myself, I find myself struggling, out of stamina, gasping for air.
I find my friends and seniors studying MBA in hope for a better life.
What awaits my fate? Where's the mistake? More importantly, did I make any mistakes?
As the time passed by, I was fortunate to meet more people. Seniors whom I haven't meet before. To this date, they are proud engineers. Not all of them have a spot light job. Not all of them are getting promotion or raise every year. But the are surviving with honor.
I might be struggling to get myself to the next stage, but even I am confident enough, if I can graduate from EEE department, I can land a decent job with ease. It might not be high paying. It might not be even an engineer's post. Nevertheless, inshallah, I will not have any trouble finding a job.
Inshallah, a day will come in the near future, when being a EEE graduate will be enough. No, I'm not joking. Just compare the numbers. Number of EEE graduates retaining their original line of work would be less than a percent of first semester students. You cannot ignore a person who has survived this far.
You don't lose when you fall. You lose when you stopped believing your self. No. It wasn't a mistake.
Unfortunately I couldn't. for about a year, I was a hopeless undergrad student desperately looking for ways to get back to 'glory'.
I tried to explore every bit of possibility to excel. I push my academic activities to the limit. I studied extra in the library to attain quality. I tried to brush up my communication skills. I tried to pick up some leadership skills. And now when the time has come to upgrade myself, I find myself struggling, out of stamina, gasping for air.
I find my friends and seniors studying MBA in hope for a better life.
What awaits my fate? Where's the mistake? More importantly, did I make any mistakes?
As the time passed by, I was fortunate to meet more people. Seniors whom I haven't meet before. To this date, they are proud engineers. Not all of them have a spot light job. Not all of them are getting promotion or raise every year. But the are surviving with honor.
I might be struggling to get myself to the next stage, but even I am confident enough, if I can graduate from EEE department, I can land a decent job with ease. It might not be high paying. It might not be even an engineer's post. Nevertheless, inshallah, I will not have any trouble finding a job.
Inshallah, a day will come in the near future, when being a EEE graduate will be enough. No, I'm not joking. Just compare the numbers. Number of EEE graduates retaining their original line of work would be less than a percent of first semester students. You cannot ignore a person who has survived this far.
You don't lose when you fall. You lose when you stopped believing your self. No. It wasn't a mistake.
Bottom of the Pyramid
I'm very noisy about two things. First, I hate Windows and Apple; I love Linux, even though I hardly understand computer science. I've never dug deep into Linux and here I'm claiming Linux is the future. Windows keeps crashing all the time. Mac runs everything, virus free, beautiful and yet I hate Apple for the secretive non modular approach. All I know, if the wiki says it works on Linux, it just works. If it says it doesn't work, then I pray and hope that someone will soon fix it.
Secondly, education system. I hated it when I has to study 12 different subjects in school. Working with WNES I still cherished that principle, until I took Khalil Sir's class.
It's true that exploring subjects wastes some time. But it's necessary so that you do not waste your life. Imagine a big castle. Where there are many rooms and dungeons filled with treasures and mysterious items. If you stop exploring yourself in the first room and settle there, you'll never know what you missed. Who knows, the subject you didn't study in school, might have had changed your world.
However, overtime, we have closed our mind. There are only handful of teachers around who can guide you through the doors of the castle. I'm not sad that I wasted my second year of University in club activities. It has taught me how to connect with people. I'm not sad that I had to spend 4 months in TARC, because I met a great person. I'm not sad that I had to say goodbye to a great person, because that taught me to accept the truth and with it came great clarity of mind.
I am sad now, because I've to acquire a special skill set in limited amount of time and I desperately seek for guidance. I'm confident, I'll somehow manage to meet the deadline, but now I can sense the gap between bottom of the pyramid and the top of the pyramid.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
What do you call progress?
What do you call progress? How do you keep it separated from frustration.
After I failed to fulfill my target back in 2010, I went into a state of depression. My first year at BRAC University was very frustrating. Now, as my last semester at BRAC University approaches, I'm reassured I can continue chasing my dreams. My dreams are still alive. Until I compare them to others.
BRAC University Robotics research lab has given me the confidence to pursue a career in science. It has given me the opportunity to prove my strength to academics. I now realize how far I've come in my life. Comparing who I was back in the year 2000 with who I am today, gives me courage to move forward.
But I can't be happy yet. While I've done good in my studies, rest of the world did it even better. I just realized today, Jeremy Blum is not really that old. He is only 24. But look at him. He is breaking boundaries. He is an international author on Arduino while I'm still trying to figure out how to run a blink program without delays.
After I failed to fulfill my target back in 2010, I went into a state of depression. My first year at BRAC University was very frustrating. Now, as my last semester at BRAC University approaches, I'm reassured I can continue chasing my dreams. My dreams are still alive. Until I compare them to others.
BRAC University Robotics research lab has given me the confidence to pursue a career in science. It has given me the opportunity to prove my strength to academics. I now realize how far I've come in my life. Comparing who I was back in the year 2000 with who I am today, gives me courage to move forward.
But I can't be happy yet. While I've done good in my studies, rest of the world did it even better. I just realized today, Jeremy Blum is not really that old. He is only 24. But look at him. He is breaking boundaries. He is an international author on Arduino while I'm still trying to figure out how to run a blink program without delays.
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