Facing Death: Moslema Khatun

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Submitted by himika64 on Thu, 13/09/2012 - 6:26am
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This is the second one in the series of the translation of the witness accounts presented in the book 1971:Dreadful experiences: edited by Rashid Haider. Since the last post, editor Rashid Haider and publisher Mafidul Haq has been contactd and they have given their blessings to this effort. Reader feedback on quality of the translation will be much appreciated. The target audience is non-Bangladeshis, so the translation has to be properly conveyed to them. Please encourage your non-Bangali friends to read it and communicate their feedback to the writer.


Whistler Trip

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Submitted by guest_writer on Wed, 12/09/2012 - 9:28am
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[justify]It was august 29th and we had a trip offered by Boro Mama to Whistler together with Baba and my two cousins, Zahur and Sameen. Unfortunately my mom couldn’t manage to join us because she had to go to work; but she made some sandwitches for our lunch.


THE SCORE CARD FOR OBAMA

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Submitted by guest_writer on Wed, 12/09/2012 - 12:47am
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Barack Obama the poster boy for liberals who rode on his message of change that appealed to voters of US and mass people around the world is facing lukewarm response in the upcoming election of US. His presidency of last four years have failed to keep the same momentum that drove masses of people out of their couch to vote for the first black president of US, with a middle name Hussain.


On Procrastination

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Submitted by faha on Thu, 06/09/2012 - 7:47am
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What are the things you do when you procrastinate? Here is a list (incomplete, of course) of what I do while procrastinating:

  1. check gmail, yahoo, facebook for new updates/messages, every five minutes
  2. watch youtube documentaries on Kubrik and his movies
  3. write poems
  4. listen to TED talks

I was in Jagannath Hall: Kaliranjan Sheel

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Submitted by himika64 on Thu, 06/09/2012 - 1:51am
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About an year ago a few of us decided to take on a project on translating literature in Bangla on Muktijuddha to English, so it can reach a wider audience across the globe. The first book that was chosen for this project was " ১৯৭১ঃ ভয়াবহ অভিজ্ঞতা" edidet by Rasheed Haider. It records the first hand accounts of witnesses in their own writings. Here is the first one of those accounts listed in the book. I present it here for your feedback on the translation work, spelling suggestions and any other suggestion you may have to improve upon the work. The original text in Bangla can be found here.


On Reading

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Submitted by faha on Wed, 22/08/2012 - 8:33am
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My two-and-half years old son is the most vivid reader in the family (his mother usually picks not less than ten books for him each week from the library and every one of them is new, each week). The alphabet books are full of pictures, those he reads by himself. We read the storybooks while he browses through the pictures, lying on his bed at night. Its a shame that I am the legitimate card holder of the library, but so far I have picked only two books as loan to read at home. I am just an average reader for my age and I regret for that. I wish I had read more! But as they say, better late than never. As my leisure times are shrinking day by day, my appetite for reading books are growing exponentially.


Politicians are either God or the Devil Himself, or, are they?

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Submitted by guest_writer on Wed, 01/08/2012 - 11:01pm
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We often blame the politics and political leaders for all the mishaps of our country. The solution (and hope), according to the majority, is to think about a utopia where most of the politicians, if not all, will be honest in one fine morning, and we will take it from there!


Re-born in the City: to Learn, to Love, to Live.

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Submitted by guest_writer on Fri, 20/07/2012 - 10:45pm
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It was 2009, and the decision was made. I had to leave my family and friends. I had to leave the campus that I had been dreaming about being a part of. I had to leave the highest educational institution in the country in order to go to a just one year old institution. I had to leave the place and environment I know like my palm to place I had never been to.


Walkin in memphis

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Submitted by nilkanto on Wed, 18/07/2012 - 12:33pm
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Raindrops are falling on my head

The famous spider man sound track...

And how mesmerizing it becomes when you find the melody in rain.

Suited up, bag on back and here I walk in the rain, with the song in my lips.
Feeling bit cold, only few are in the rain, few crazy and few in love.


What we are

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Submitted by nilkanto on Fri, 06/07/2012 - 9:16pm
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They say, music can bind hearts even if they are far away.
Well If not, then how two person 6098 kilometers apart feel the same beats at the same time.

6098 kilometers!
the girl puts the map on the floor. Then one toe in one city, another one is on the other. Calls her roommate to help her out.
" See it's only a foot away", She laughs.