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Biography 08: Dry skin

 In my childhood, I spend most of my time by running, jumping and climbing. It was difficult for me to sit or walk. I didn't want to waste my time by taking care of myself. So, elders faced so much trouble to make me take a bath, comb my hair or any other personal care. Taking lotion or cream stayed far away. Then I faced the consequences. Some skin problems started on my leg, below my knee. It looked really bad. People can easily notice as I use to wear frocks. My mom noticed and put some medicine on it. It recovered, without keeping any mark on my skin.

But it took a while to recover. During that time, kids, kind of banned me in the playground. They played with my older sister. One day I was standing at the side, while other kids were playing. They directly told me, we won't play with you because of your problem. Then a little girl, named Lucky came to me and hold my hand. His brother was also there with other kids and my sister. He told her, "What are you doing? Can't you see her condition?" Lucky looked at me and said, "It's OK. I will play with you. Let's go!" I smiled and run with her to another place and we started playing. After that, we became a very good friend. She is the only person who stood up for me against every single person including her family. We had a small group of 3/4 years old kids.

But my luck was always the same. Nobody stayed in my life. On those days we use to live at South Komlapur, Dhaka. Lucky's brother's name was Russel (Probably). They moved to some other place and I have lost my best friend forever. Still, whenever I feel alone, in my mind I hold my little friend's hand and say, let's play.

Later I have started work in offices. Most of the day I had to stay in a air conditioned room. That makes the room a little dry. So, again I have faced skin problems on legs. This time I went to a skin specialist. They told me, my skin is dry. So, the whole year, I have to put lotion on my skin. Every time I wash my legs or take a bath, I have to put lotion, otherwise, it will create problems. I have followed the doctor's recommendation and my skin problem was gone.

When I have decided to live in Canada, I knew I will again face problems with my dry skin. And yes, I did. Now after every 6 hours, I try to put lotion on my skin. To make things better, planning to move to British Columbia. Where I will get rainy weather. So, I am assuming that will be good for me.

But I can't write down that name for you

 I was watching a celebrity talk show. The host asked the celebrity, "What is your favourite song?". They replied, "Goom hai kisi ke pyaar mein..". I didn't know about this song. So I have searched online And found this:

Lyrics with the English version 

Gum hai kisi ke pyar mein dil subah shaam [Day and night my heart is lost in someone's love]

Par tumhe likh nahi paaun main uska naam [But I can't write down that name for you]

Haaye ram ... haaye ram [O my god ... O my god]

Socha hai ek din main usse milke [I'm thinking that one day I'll meet her]

Keh daalun apne sab haal dil ke [And tell her about the condition of my heart]

Aur kar doon jeevan uske hawale [I'll hand my life in her hands]

Phir chhod de chahe apna bana le [Then it's up to her if she wants to leave me or love me]

Main toh uska re hua deewana [I've gone crazy for her]

Ab toh jaisa bhi mera ho anjaam [Now it doesn't matter what my outcome will be]

Chaha hai tumne jis banwri ko [The crazy girl that you're in love with]

Woh bhi sajanwa chahe tumhi ko [She also is in love with you]

Naina uthaye toh pyar samjho [If she looks up then assume that it's her love]

Palkein jhuka de toh ikraar samjho [If she looks down then that's her acceptance of love]

Rakhti hai kab se chupa chupake ... kya [She's hiding this for a long time ... what]

Apni hothon mein piya tera naam [our name in her lips]

Translation source

Biography 07: Milk

 

One day I was sleeping. My mom came from training after a few months. She woke me up and kept her face too close to me and asked how you are. I just woke up and her face was really close to me that I couldn’t look at her well, I blinked a couple of times.

 

My mom assumed no one (Especially the maid) didn’t give me enough milk. She started giving me milk (Full glass) regularly and frequently. She said, then I became perfect. But after that, I stopped drinking milk. Even if I tried, I puke.

 

I have again started drinking milk when I became pregnant. I wanted to give my baby full nutrition. So, I started by taking a small cup of milk, then finish it by taking small sips. Still, I can’t just drink it. I use cereal and fruits with it. To stay well, I take it regularly at night.

Whatever you have lost, let it go

When we were kids, my youngest aunt (Paternal) uses to live with us. She was unmarried. She always listened to songs. The whole day, the same song. I mean whichever song she liked, the whole day she will play it. Because of this, I had memorized some of her favourite songs. 

After a long time, I found someone posts one of her favourite songs on Facebook, I remember this song, still the whole lyrics.

O mor moynago, o mor moynago o o o (moyna-go) [Oh my love]

Kar karone tumi akela (ekela) [For whom are you alone?]

Kar bihone bihone diba nishi je utola [Whose absence making you frustrated day and night?]

Sheto ashibena sheto firibena firibena (ashbena or ashibena) [That person is not coming back to you, never ever]

Dur dur dur-pane anmone chahiya [Looking unconsciously to far away]

Ki birager raginii jao gahiya [Which sad song are you singing?]

Shobuje shobuje vora banani (bonani) (shobuj or shobuje) [See the green forests]

Furabe fagoon bujhi janoni [You didn't notice that the spring is going to end soon]

Hayre hayre bujhi ta janoni [Oh poor you, you didn't notice]

Moynago, o mor moynago�..

Jhor jhor jhor du noyone jhor jhor jhoraye (noyono or noyone) [By dropping water from your eyes]

Keno thako, bishade mon bhoraye [Why are you always in the sad mood?]

Ja kichu haraye gelo jaak an, [Whatever you lost, let it go]

Nil akashe melo pakhna [Spread your wings in the blue sky]

Dao re dao-re mele pakhna [Spread your wings]

Moyna go, o mor moyna go

Kar karone tumi akela

Kar bihone bihone diba-nishi je utol

Biography 06: Mom

My mom was a full-time worker and most of the time she had to work more than her work time. She was doing very good in her job, taken all necessary training and always stayed at the top of her colleagues. When I was 7 months old my mom had to go to Khulna from Dhaka for a 6 months long training. When she returned, I forgot her.

My mom is a short-tempered person. She has high blood pressure. She has gone through several surgeries. But she holds and keeps up our family including my dad's family and her parent's family. I told you she worked really hard for income, then at home to raise 5 kids. She has taken care of our education and also ran everywhere for our extra curriculum activities. My dad liked the food and she uses to make different kinds of food. She was the one who worked with the labours to build our 5 storied building. Still, she is maintaining the house and taking care of all tenants. She did all at the same time.

I love and respect my mom. But I always keep some distance. As I mentioned earlier she was short-tempered. When she gets angry she screams and uses her hand like all Bangladeshi moms. I'm the one who suffered most of the time. Because I wasn't good in (Comparing to my other siblings) education, I didn't like to read, I liked to run and drop things. One day I escaped from our house with my sister and went to my uncle's house. My dad once told me, "why don't you run away when your mom started hitting you?" I respect her. Another day she was scolding me and my son was 3/4 years old. He loves both, so he pushed granny outside the room and lock the door. Then told me not to go outside now.

I know, most of the Bangladeshi mom raises their kid this way, this is their way of parenting. But for me, this situation made a big gap between me and my mom. I never went to her on any issue like other girls do (And they should). I didn't tell her when my menopause started, I didn't tell her when someone tried to abuse me, I didn't tell anything that happened in my school, dancing or singing classes. I was all by myself. Still, I am.

I talk with my mom but don't try to continue more than 5 minutes. I know after that we will start arguing. My son loves his granma. She uses to bought him potato chips (Because I didn't want to give him). Even now she asked me to buy chips for him.

My mom is a very hard working woman. She helped every single relative who needed it. she takes care of all of us. Still she works more than me. I wish I could do something for her to make her life a little easier.

Plastic and paper recycle

 

In Canada, if you go to any mall, restaurant or any office, you will see there are different types of recycling bins. Some just mentioned for recycling. Some put name for plastic, for papers and for cans etc. Many people who are conscious about the environment take time and put each item to the dedicated bin and hope that those will be taken for recycling as mentioned.

 

Are they? NO.

 

I have seen some big companies; they took all and put together with general garbage and dump them like that. Nothing is being recycled. It’s like playing with people’s trust. Either they should properly recycle or only have garbage bins.