Thursday, November 06, 2008

To be or not to be, is that a question?

At certain points in life, you have faced situations where you just want to end it, wished you were'nt alive, thought of shooting yourself or something... But the point is, life and death lies in the hands of our Lord, the most Gracious, the Most Merciful. Moreover, in the grand scheme of things, we are all eternal, we can't just get rid of our life. We don't just poof, vanish! This shorter life will only be succeeded by a longer one. Alhamdulillah. By attempting to take away this life, we would just lead ourselves to another one, that is far far faaarrr away from any escape, in fact, in doing so, it will be a show of direct disobidience to Allah and hence lead to a life full of never ending, horrifying misery. In short, to be or not to be is never the right question. How am I going to BE is the question.

I am going to swallow the misieries of this short life with smiles inshaAllah, and wait for the eternal joys of the truely blissful life of the hereafter. Like a wise person once said, there is no sorrow in this life that is worth being sad over, as long as there is life, there is hope.


Sunday, October 29, 2006

My wittle century

Things have been hectic but somewhat exciting since my last posting. I started my MSc, We moved to this new apartment and then one weekend, I got hitched all in the second week of sept. Soon enough Ramadan started. The rest, i leave to your imagination.

This fall started with fresh new beginning. I finally have a room of my own... I remember my days in AUS when we had to write an essay on "my room" in Bengali. Would have been too easy if i had my current room back then. It's sooooo beautiful, SubhanAllah & Alhamdulillah. I like every inch of it, the light lavender color with white striped borders (yesh.. we painted it..).. the open-ness with the bare minimum furniture, the funky curved mirror, and best of all, the window!! I love the window.

Being on the 10th floor and over looking a park and forest, while I look out, it feels like I live amongest the clouds. Sometimes, I just lay there in the morning and figure out what those clouds appear like, i think i saw a bear today. While looking down, I can see far into fields, little people playing in the park and the lake Ontario too. Just today, when i wasn't in my best moods, a ghust of wind blew a whole lot of colourful auntumn leaves across my window, SubhanAllah, that must have meant I gotta smile :P. I still remember watching the sun rise and the gleaming full moon from my room with Ruby.. ish.. me wants those moments back.

May Allah bless all future inhabitants of this room with the same bliss that i feel when im here. :-)

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

What Kind of Chocolate Are You?

This is something i bumped on through another blog...and its kinda cute

You are Milk Chocolate

A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.
You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.
Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.

Sunday, July 30, 2006


Saturday, July 29, 2006

Interesting events

Summer is almost over.. and kids seem awfully bored out there in the streets. So bored, that a bunch of 9 year olds tied some sewing threads all across this lane that I (along with others) always go through. They sat and watched and waited and waited and watched until someone (which happened to be me)got tangled in it... which, BTW, didn't happen :P. Poor fellas...

We finally had our lab meeting yesterday. I always like those meetings, especially with the free food and the time off from work :D. During the last last meeting, it was my turn to present and even though I had prepared a 15 min presentation, the proff had so many questions and inputs that it lasted for a whole hour and half!! Luckily, someone else presented yesterday, so it was my turn to question...

Anywho, even though the rest of the day was a usual routine, it ended in a very weird way. Just before I left around 8ish (not a soul was around), somehow I manage to break a petridish. I do not remember breaking anything in any lab before, not even in high school :(. Then, as I'm walking out, I see two crows in the nursery playground.. and I've never seen crows in Canada. That's something you find in BD, everywhere, but what were they doing in Toronto!!?? Finally, when I was crossing the street, I see a REAL BULLET in a crack on the street, and I was so close to crouching down to have a closer look or even pick it up, but then with the cars waiting on both sides of my heels and the stop sign about to blink, plus the fact that it was a bullet (god knows how it got there) I resisted.

I'm also glad to let you know that with all the bull about ill omens attached to things like breaking stuff, seeing crows and bullets, I'm still in one piece and my day has been perrrfect. Alhamdulillah.

Monday, July 24, 2006

Chocolate Therapy..

While browsing through videos, here's what I bumped into: Chocolate Therapy. Imagine having chocolate all over your face.. and even toes. Arrrghh.. what a waste of those chocolates, I would rather have em in my mouth. Meanwhile, I'm just waiting till there's chocolate therapy for every other problem in the world.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

A blob in the world of blogs

"Only working people write blogs"
- that's what M said when we were having a conversation about blogs. Humm.. may be, may be not. "Working people" don't have those horrid assignments to hand in or the tests to cram for. But do they really have more time to kill?? I Wish! I have this theory that as you grow older, you magically find time to manage a gazillion things at the same time. And that's how, you see, moms and dads are really real life superwomen/supermen. With my work schedule and other little activities, I find myself lost sometimes, but parents seem to manage so much in so little time: for example, taking care of kids, working, grocery, social activities.. etc. etc. etc and yet find time for themselves. Perhaps we become better time managers with time- practice makes perfect.

"It's written by people who want attention"
- AHEM... wrong, wrong, wrong. Why do I write blogs? I think it helps to lay your thoughts on paper .. before you. I used to write similar entries on notepads a long long time ago, but they are just lost now. I wont care if not even a single person reads my blogs. But why on the web? I kinda like It's simple and "userfriendly" with no hassle of complicated programs or unorganized files or papers. Sometimes, when I do go back to things I wrote way back in my school days, it gives a feeling of nostalgia, like, is that what I really thought about life back then or did that really happen?

"I don't want to be a blob in the world of blogs"
-was her last comment which, I thought, was well said. She would rather write well organized, mind tingling, deep thoughts. Fair enough, even I would enjoy reading it...depending on what she was really thinking about, one prob with such writing: if its done for an audience, does it really reflect the personality of the writer? Perhaps it does...

On other news:

I almost got shot today :(. On my way back from grocery, this 2 n' 1/2 ft tall little boi jumps on the elevator, complaining that he's late for his swimming class. Pointing at his water gun, I ask if that's what he does at his swimming class... with an evil little smile on his evil little face, he lifts one brow, points his gun at me saying: "wanna see how it works?"!!!

Kids these days! Thank goodness it was his floor and he was on the other side of the elevator by now. What I do? Quickly shut the elevator..Lesson of the day: never poke fun at someone with a gun, even if its a 2n' 1/2 ft boi with a water gun.