Life or something like that….

Today..no more pissed of dialogue. Instead i’m gonna post these awesome links to some of the sites that have intrigued me for the last couple of days. Thanks to great service from Furl and Google i was able to find and organize these fine links. If interested check out all these awesome sites.

So, today was like my physics+chemistry+bio lab-practice session in NDC. As usually, the same yawning up at 6 in the morning. Then going to the bathroom, freaking out at my own reflection and then subsiding into lethargy again. My work is done here in the house , the money bag is in my pocket with lotsa changes but very few big-bucks , my crappy Sagem MY-3020 has about 27% electrons left to spare in its Li-ion cell…i stuff my college-bag with the dissection box (kinds like jack the ripper…have lotsa nasty slashing to do on bufo mealnostictus:house-toads and periplaneta americana:roaches) , my physics lab book , the chemistry lecture sheet , some pens , the geometry box , the casio 911 w calc this that and blah blah blah!!…and then I’m off to the battleground…in my shining leather armor…much like medieval knights…riding off to rescue the fair maiden…except we dont have such motivations yet..still we strive for a future with a good job and the power of the trinity which offcourse in our case are “nari/noro:bari:& gari(translation=frau/herr:a house: and a car to jam in)”
So here’s what happened…( writing stuff in points/bullets have become habitual for me…its just when , lets say YOU HAVE JUST FINISHED WRITING THOUSANDS OF PAGES OF BULL CRAP POINTERS ON PHYSICS , CHEMISTRY & MATH; this indeed becomes sort of a “type-o” of your subconscious) :- (more…)

So i had this duck once way back into the 90’s. I loved it so much. Then one day it was killed by a “Shial” or “Jakle” (which has itselt become an almost-extinct species). After that the ducks i’ve seen were only in my dining table.Those simple days were so mesmerising. Thats why i’ve named this cyber-duck “chor” or “thief” cuz it stole away one of my most precious,one of my most cherished memories in my life.

PS:Feed it by clicking the “more” button and then feeding em the bread. You can also poke the duck by clicking on it and see what happens
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Eh, i almost forgot about todays dedication…. (more…)

I suddenly felt so happy after watching Kung-fu hustle today. That movie was “a-OK”- in an infinite magnitude….today i also got my digi-cam charger fixed. Cant wait to post another item in the blog. But this time i’d a bit outta the ordinary and post pics about a self-arranged photo-session that i went through today. Nothing special…just some “degrees of me in a dirty-old-house-worn half-pant” and my “soviet” t-shirt from Bongo…oh and also what i ate at dinner today…ammu went crazy and was all like “cooking everything she found on the fridge”…as usually “nishat’ and “sonnapu” called from polar-opposite-parts of the world and asked ” Amma ajke dufure (we call that noon) ki banaiso?” and she was all like “This that ..blah..blah..how’s your cooking these days…are you running a fever etc..blah..blah..and more blah”. So today’s dedication is so the “Maestro” himself…here goes nothing

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Im felling so today….i feel like crying booh..hooh…and drowning in my own salt-less-sorrows(which by now, have probably turned into azotropic mixture of chromium-my fav element and led due to the pollution phenomenon in BD) my theory exam ended today…the last one to go was Bangla-2nd paper. this is a subject that has traumatized HSC examinees because its the most *** subject in which getting 80+ marks is tough as climbing “islets-of-Mount Olympus“.So the daunting task that took me from dask-2-dawn has & “theoretically” ended…although my practical exams remain…in BD we use the most sophisticated peptide-made protective gears in chem labs…that is our “HANDS” benzoic acid? (phooh..)….carbonile chloride…(yeah right), phenol/carbolic acid (bring it on sucker) , 4,4 di-chloro-di-phenyl-tri chloro-methane ethane or DDT (kiddies stuff) all are handled by out beloved yet sturdy, naughty yet valiant digits. Hope nothing happens to them this time..like nothing has happened to them before. (more…)

I dont know about anyone else..but some times your own human-characteristics can be a such pain in the ass. I mean look at me for instance…i sweat like a pig sometimes…yeah sure “Not everyone’s the same” blah..blah..blah..but i hate these drops of pure sodium-chloride and urea. I can off course wear a sweat-shirt (like the one on the right, nah its orange..and orange is gay man) , although i dont know what they are for…and worse i dont have one…and mostly such woolly stuff are worn in winter or something…so i’d probably become a medium-rare turkey inside them.

Ok..im back… again…. to brag some more. The big gap before physics have made me kinda lazy…so Im starting to “loosen” up too much. Nothing exiting happened today..except my blog reached the unwilling mark from its birth three months ago. I’ve also been experimenting with some other blogs as well .Such as Gyration 1 and Gyration 2….all of my blogs are mostly updated late in the night (after 3) when no one can here my conscience cry….Muhaa muhaa..

Well thats it…..

Oh i forgot the “Dedication”part (more…)

Hmm… i like catchy titles(though this one is an improbable condition in scientific terms)..they generate a lot of traffic and also kinda mystifies my posts.So here i’m back once again with tales of my cryptic and arduous journey of HSC.I’ve got a big brake of about 6 days upfront…thats why there’s so much lubricated-ease in my writings now. Today was math-2nd paper…i was really really…“really X -∆H/nRT=infinity” sort of afraid bout this

one…its cuz statics-dynamics is so F@*#$ing long and drab… i hate it…i hate it so much…. There is always a sort of reciprocal item in every earthly stuff though…..like d-lactic acid with l-lactid acid which cancels their reciprocal-angular movement , like good and bad books by the same writer such as Salman Rushdi’s “satanic versus” and his greater work “The Aachen affair”….and with our math 2nd paper syllabus its Calculus… Calculas is so damn cool.. (more…)

Its past 3 at night. There’s probably no one alive in about 10 mile radius. Even the critters have stopped their eerie sound outside. So why is this exhausted soul still up? Why hasn’t he taken a dive into the abyss of Dream-world? Its cuz he had to finish Inverse trigonometry. No problem though cuz i kinda like math…..but i had to stop my other half of the mind from watching “Bad-boys” as well… i kinda like hip-hop movies that contain lotsa black characters with witty dialogues and where the word F*@#K seem to increase in an exponential rate..but this time mind over matter had to persist Tomorrow its tango time with the rest of the trig…+ parabola/hyperbola/circle er “koch-kochani”. (more…)

The new dawn approaches…its 5:30am , an HSC examine yawns, gets up from bed and awaits the inevitable….its Organic Chemistry exam today…. a subject that has been the nemesis of many students for years..for year many have battled against all odds to master this epic subjunction….many brave souls have been lost in the endless vortex of its enormous syllabus ….so its judgement day for the dude from dystopia, today he rode for victory knowing there’s no certainty of having one….but at the end of the day I FREAKIN WON MAN!!!! heh heh…the questions weren’t as bad as i expected…but i had to help a lot of of my good buddies around..just for the generous oratory return of “Dost bohut bohut bachaili tui ajke amare….thanks man”….lets requiem for those brain cells who died a heroic death aiding my gray-matter in successfully dealing with the following hindrances:-

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Yeah..another exam finished…another “tiny step for a notredamian…a giant heap of shit for him to counter with.”…Its was my chem-1st paper exam…..the exam was soooo good that I think im gonna cry…”amma”.Really the question was good and the answers were short, the heat radiated(its 42 degree Celsius….man Im hot..whistle now ) inside the exam hall…making our “Mogoj” half-fried-rare chicken broast with fish tacos and burritos. Though things turned out good amids the seventh-layer of hell(yeah farm- gate is worse than that, thats were our exams take place)…

then a long trip back to home….the load-shedding causing paranoia in our already thrid-degree burnt skin….took the newpaper , read some news about how some innocent Dhaka Univ gals were almost raped when protesting, how some dudes who called upon the authority to take necessary measures against unfair aggressions of the student-leaders (suitability for candidature is “leaders”=”pillagers”) were almost bledding to death(and there was no count Dracula there…al least none with fangs..maybe some without fanged-hocky-stick wielding ones) , counted the number of students hurt in the raging battle in which no sort of chivalry or code-of-honour was followed(for the last time ITS FREAKING BD MAN!!!)…. (more…)