Russian novel

As a book-freak I always admire Russian literature, specially novel. One of my all time favorites is "How the steel was tempered", I can't pronounce its original Russian name though. I first read the Bangla translation which is titled as "Eeshpaat" that means 'steel ' in Bangla, published from Raduga publishers . I was searching for the english translation for long and at last I found it on this web site.

I was so mesmorized by this story that I almost fell in love with Pavel Korchagin (the central character of the novel ). The story is a fictionalized autobiography of the author Nikolai Ostrovsky.
As it depicts the period of Bolshevik movement, we can clearly understand that this book is not much available nowadays, not even in amazon.com !

I also found many other books which I liked during my school days.
Now I am being a bit nostalgic finding them after such a long time !!

Escenic sponsors WALCOM 2008

Workshop on Algorithms and Computation - 2008.. held in BUET on February 7-8 was sponsored by three major software companies of Bangladesh and Escenic is one of them. We feel proud to be a part of the workshop and serve the professors from home and abroad.
The closing ceremony was held on Efes restaurant,Gulshan. Masud Hassan sir anchored the whole program . We got the opportunity to meet with his adviser Dr Alejandro Lopez who came from university of waterloo..he told us that he liked Bangladesh and going to buy a 'saree' as souvenir for his wife!
Although we had the fear to be attacked by bird flu virus it could not hold our boys back from eating a lot of chicken fries !!! The buffet dinner was not bad at all...and above all we got to meet our friends and teachers all under the same roof after a long time .

Cox's Bazar: Natural wonder of Bangladesh

I was brought up in Chittagong, so I was lucky to visit the Cox's Bazar beach several times in my childhood...with my parents and grand parents. It was so regular for me that I never realized how wonderful it is to walk beside the sea and watch the sun slowly drowning into it. I had no idea that the waves touching my feet are actually part of the Bay of Bengal which falls in the Indian ocean.The greatest fun for me then was to drive the crows away and follow the crab raising their heads from their sand hide outs.Later I came to know that this one is the largest beach in the planet. Now I am really happy that Cox's Bazar is at the top of the recently nominated 77 natural wonders of earth.

I hope it will be one of the natural 7 wonders because it is truly a wonder. The voting process for natural 7 wonders of world is still going on. Please visit http://www.new7wonders.com/nature/en/liveranking/ to view the current ranking.

after Alchemist comes Zahir

The zahir is said the Novel of Obsession...like The Alchemist was a Fable About Following Dream. Another best seller from Paolo Choelho. The Alchemist was mesmerizing ... I've just started to read the other one, hope it will not disappoint me.

I wish I could understand Portuguese to read the novel in its original form, because at times I felt the translation too simplistic. But at least you don't need to care for the symbolism or philosophy as long as you can make your journey with the author !

you also can download from here and share the experience..

our Sundarban, my Sundarban ...

It was the best of our time- when life seemed so wonderful that we each could declare ourselves a king, as if we don't know the definition of sadness and worry doesn't recognize us ! And what can be the best place for a monarch to build up his dream castle rather than in midst of mother could declare ourselvesnature !
so did we..and who needs to look farther when we have our SUNDARBAN ?

We started from Dhaka on February 3rd,2007 . The journey was no less worthier than the destination. After 2 days of river-journey , Sundarban embraced us with all her beauty and mystery. Whatever comes to my site, it feels like they are just waiting for me for all these years and whispering their welcome notes..all the trees emerging from lake-ground, the rainbow covering the whole horizon, even the deer that fled away out of fear seeing all these humans-seemed to have the deepest bond with me, as I have known them long since.
When we reached the beach I was mesmerized, the vastness of water had some kind of "killer" attraction..you cannot hold yourself back.When I returned, I just left a piece of my soul in the shore and I have to go back there one day to find it.
Wish I could bring that whole beach with me !

This is the largest mangrove forest in earth, some portions of the jungle are listed in the UNESCO world heritage . We do have the right to be proud of the sundarbans . But in this case love certainly supersedes pride.

And now it's december, we lost our golden time and most painfull thing-- Sundarban lost it's treasures in Sidr..this cyclone devastated our economy, taken our lives, and destroyed a bigger part of the beautiful forest. It showed its calamity for only one day and whole Bangladesh will be suffering the result for long, don't know for how many days and month the victims whose everything washed away in the cyclone will be waiting for a handful of rice. But I am being a bit selfish, the helpless faces , the orphaned children can draw out tears from my eyes, still the deepest shock to me is the loss caused in sundarban..it's like loosing one of my own possessions, a personal loss , a feeling of bereavement deep inside . Even if we do not penetrate its perpetual growth for 5 or more years , there is no guarantee how long it will take to recover. First it had to fight with poachers and now nature itself had its tax. We cannot left our dearest sundarban just to be a part of our memory , she has to be alive again, with the same evergreen charm, the same warmth and mystery .

when you have regained a long-lost treasure !!

That was the moment, a truly unbelievable moment...and I thought it would never come ! and I still can't believe..is it real ! I lost it, I yearned for it..so many times, so long a time...I hoped that a day will come when I would find it again...
It happened quite a several times , I woke up in the morning and the first thing came to my thought--this can be the day !", and it wasn't, for sure. Again, I walked across the street and for a moment , it glimpsed in my mind..this can be the road where I would find it again..and then I got my conscience back by the harsh street noise.
And then I learned to live without the least hope to find whatever I was seeking for so long ! And I made my heart forget , forget to hope for, to crave for...I was amazed by this power of forgetfulness, when brain triumphs over heart and life becomes less painful ( as you forget the difference of joy and sorrow , just left with a dull feeling of nothingness ) .
Then one day , just out of nothing , a ghust of wind brings back a trace of memory you left far back in time , then everything you decided to forget starts to reincarnate before you , you can feel that still you are but a human! all those moment of bliss, all affliction that had made you up, whirl around you and drive you to the singularity where life gives you a second chance to choose !
And I thank Almighty ( who else to thank ! ), that He brought back to me such a treasure that I always have revered. It's never late, no matter how long ,it's always worth waiting !