|Shafeen at antimoni's lap for the first time. He was just 2 days old and Tameem watching (my elder sister's son)|
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
|Shafeen at grandfather's chair (maternal)|
My son loves muri very much. Mostly he liked to pay with it. His dad brought muri from his grandparents home town. Now it became very short cut breakfast for me too. Like today, I just made a mug of tea and now drinking it with muri… breakfast done.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
If you ask what your favorite food is, then most of the boys will reply “banana’, including my son. But you know the condition going in Bangladesh. Farmers put medicine (not healthy for human) in the bucket and drop banana in it to make it yellow fast. Sometimes they spray bad chemicals on it. Now how can a mother give her son banana frequently?
Now a day my son stop taking banana, which are small. I had heard small banana farmers don’t give medicine on their bananas (didn’t believed it). May be my son likes the bigger banana or banana with medicine?
Friday, March 23, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
No matter how hard you try or love, if others don’t love you, you shouldn’t try hard to keep them with you. Let them go where they like to live. I know many people who know tricks. They plan, say sweet words, do some acting and succeed to make fool others and make them do whatever they want to do. In most cases they do this for money. They don’t care that because of their attitude a wife is missing her husband or a child isn’t getting his father’s love, they only care for their own benefit.
If you don’t know tricks or don’t want to play with your beloved one, let them go. If they really love you, they will come back to you by themselves. If not then live your own life that love wasn’t for you, somewhere else your real love is waiting.
Friday, March 16, 2012
|Nice cottages on hills|
|We went to see islands with this boat|
|Going inside the island to see the lake|
|Lots of eagles came to eat meat (given by the boat men)|
|Lake inside the island|
|Using stairs to go the Lake|
|Monkey in the island|
|Petrol pump at Lankawi, Malaysia|
|Pregnant women hills|
|raagemon on the stairs|
|me, on the way to Lake|
Thursday, March 15, 2012
|Pineapple, my mom grew it in a small pot.|
My mom likes gardening. She said she got this habit from her grandfather. Who (her grandfather) had a big garden (which I never saw). Anyway in this Dhaka city we don’t have that much space. But my mom didn’t let any space empty. Where ever she found an open space she did some gardening. From her garden we got chilies (took for cooking), pomegranate (my son ate all), Basil leaf, Henna leaf etc and off course with lots of mosquito. Once my brother saw snake too in her garden. But she didn’t stop her gardening.