In a day or in 24 hours, if you expend only 24 minutes in a productive way, you will see a long-term good result.
What I want to say is, sometimes we stay stressed, physically not in 100% ok etc. Maybe somehow we manage to do our daily routine. But we don't make any productive time. So, maybe for a couple of minutes from a day, we should try to do something productive. You will see good results immediately. And this will make you feel better, live better.
There were many big trees in our school. Like Olive, Kath golap (White Plumeria), Krishno Chura ( Royal Poinciana or Flamboyant) etc. During the summer girls uses to make necklaces with the Krishnochura flower. When small olive started growing girls couldn't hold themself. They tried to get some.
The rule was, we, the girls can't climb up the trees. For safety reasons. But as I told you, it was very difficult to stop them.
When we were in grade 8, the olive tree was just in front of our class. One day the teacher was absent or was late in class. Some girls climbed up the olive tree. I have seen in the class some of the girls were eating olives. A khala (School worker) noticed this. She informed the headmistress. Our headmistress was very strict. She became mad and with the khala she came near to the tree to check it out by herself. all students were very scared about her including those poor girls. Maybe they would have come down without any trouble. But when they saw the headmistress, one girl dropped from the tree. She had gotten minor injuri, and because of her, none of them get punished.
Now I think, actually, the headmistress got scared. Because in her presence a student got injured ;)
A Thousand Years You must have heard this song in different homemade videos as a background song.
In my previous school, teachers use to bring a sharp stick (In Bangla "Bet") to beat the students. Mostly for doing irresponsible behaviour or for studying. I was lucky, I never got beaten. The unlucky kids had to put their hands in front of the teacher and the teacher uses to hit on the hand or palm.
This is a very common scenario in Bangladesh. Most Bangladeshi parents think, if they don't beat up the kids, they won't learn anything. I have got beaten up by my mom. And I realize very well, this is not something that a kid is supposed to have.
I never beat my son. In Bangladeshi school when my son didn't want to do his homework, I had to try hours to make him do so. He didn't get a good score in the exams too. Other moms used to advise me that I should beat him up for study. But I kept trying with my full patient and still, I'm doing so. I love him and I want to raise him with love. I don't know whether he will get love from anywhere else or not. I believe love has more power than anything else. Still, he listens to me. I hope he will always.
After admitting to the new school, I found this school system is very good. Here no teacher beat students. If any students don't study or do their homework they had to stand up and keep standing the whole class. According to my previous school, this was nothing.
From grade 8, even this punishment stopped. The teacher just gets annoyed if we don't do our study well.
If I compare with other good schools, then I must say, they didn't have this privilege. My poor sisters. I told you, I was a very lucky student :)
Which factors determine the product pricing? Production cost, marketing cost, living cost, labour cost, targeting people's ability to buy, availability of the product, competition, people's knowledge about the probable cost etc.
In Canada, I think only one factor works to determine the cost. It's the first world, so we have lots of rich or good earning people. So, prices of the products are as high as possible. Business men's target is that good amount of rich people. The product they collect from China by $1 and sell in Canada $300 to $700. You can't amazing how much profit they are making. So, these businessmen are becoming rich to richer. What about the low-earning people? Who cares, the government will give them little money with which they can buy some bread, they will eat one time in a day and expend rest of the day with water.
All costs of living can be brought at the range of the most people. That will bring better living style, better environment and will create better next generation.
I don't know, why the system is going on like that. is it because the system is run by rich people like this?
Some people are built in a way that they will take your full attention, full time and energy. Still, you will feel, they need more and you couldn't make time for that.
If you let them live alone they will make a mess. Then you will feel guilt that why didn't you help them.
Moreover, these kinds of people believe they deserve others' attention or guidance always. Even if they think that they can live all by themselves, actually they can't.
If you are a parent of this kind of person, you will always be in a tension that you need a person as their spouse who will take care of this person for the rest of their life.
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In school most scary subject for me was History. I always felt difficult to remember the date and years of several historical incidents.
As usual, I always tried to sit at the first bench. It's not that I was a very good student. But I liked to listen to the teacher and learn from them. Homework or study at home isn't my thing.
When I was in grade 6, one day, I fell asleep in class. When I woke up I saw the teacher is still teaching the class. I thought maybe the teacher didn't notice. Then I started sleeping regularly in the class. Our teacher said nothing to me. One day I found, she is scolding a girl for not giving attention to her lesson. I surprised. She never said anything only to me!
From that day, I never sleep in the class again.
Am I posting too many songs? Who cares, it's my blog. Here is another song that I like.
When we were in grade 10, I realized that our iron, lady the headmistress isn't in her regular mood anymore. We use to see her every day scolding someone or patrolling the school or hear some news of her strong activity. When suddenly all stopped, I was a little surprised. What's going on?
One of my classmates informed me that she is going to retire, so now she is very nice to everyone. Aha, let's utilize this situation.
Our school was from grade 5 to 10. So, grade 10 students are the most senior of the school and they mostly run all activities of the school. Kind of boss of all students. I never did or never had seen to dictate or bully any junior student. We were very nice with all, but we were the decision-makers and the captain of every activity.
One day some of us were staying in the school after school time. I don't remember the reason, probably we were waiting for the extra class for our SSC exam. As we had some free time, we were playing, ran, rode on trees etc. Then we started starving. I saw our headmistresses room is open, so she was there. I asked other girls, let's go to her and ask for money to buy some snacks. Other girls got afraid, I said no worry, I will ask her. I went to her room, some of the girls joined me to watch the drama.
I give her salam, she replied. I told her we are here in the school from the very morning, now starving. She laughed at me (As I expected) then took her bag, bring out some money and give it to me. I told her, some more girls are waiting outside too. She laughed out loud, again she gave me more money. I don't remember how much she gave to me, it wasn't any big amount, but it was a great memory with her. It was the last conversation with her. I only spoke with her twice.
Then we all run out of the school and decided to buy some pickles from a pickle seller in front of our school. We came inside and sit on the trees and started enjoying the pickles. Some of our teachers were going out to their homes. They saw us, we are eating pickles in the noon. One of them said, what are you guys doing? is it a time to eat pickles? I replied, our headmistress gave us money to buy this. They all laughed and the teacher said, I'm sure she didn't give you money to buy pickles.
Kili Paul is from Tanzania, Africa. He is a farmer with lots of cows and goats. That's his main business. He and his younger sister make Instagram videos. I like their expression and lip-synch with the song. Amazing. I also like the way they dress up by maintaining their culture, their house and the surrounding area. He is from Maasai tribe.
In this song, I like her ornaments too.
Kusu Kusu Lyrics [With English version]
Mushkil Mein Hai Jeena
Tune Dil Yeh Chheena
Ho Gayi Pagal Dekho
Pyar Mein Yeh Haseena
[my life has become difficult,
you have taken my heart away,
This beauty has fallen madly in love..!]
Mushkil Mein Hai Jeena
Tune Dil Yeh Chheena
Ho Gayi Pagal Dekho
Pyar Mein Yeh Haseena
Dard-E-Dil Ki Rahat Tu
Dhadkano Ki Mannat Tu
Husn Ka Dariya Hoon Main
Aur Mera Saahil Tu
[You are the relief of the heart of pain,
You are the wish of the beats,
I am a river of beauty
And you are my littoral.]
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Nahi Mera
[“its your fault That there no peace in me
Its your fault That there is no peace in me”]
Tu Hi Hai Mohabbat
Aur Tu Hi Hai Nasha
Tu Nahi Toh Meri
Yeh Zindagi Saza
[you are love,
And you’re intoxication,
If you are not in my life then my life is punishment,]
Naam Leke Mera
Paas Aaiye Huzoor
Ishq Mein Humko Bhi
Kar Dijiye Mashhoor
[Come to me by saying my name.
Force us to fall in love too.]
Hai Ibadat Meri Tu
Jaan Ki Aafat Bhi Tu
Tu Safar Hai Humsafar Hai
Safar Ki Mazil Tu
[you are my worship
You are the calamity of my life,
You are the journey, you are my companion,
And you are the destination of my journey]
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Nazron Se Vaar Kare
Ik Na Hazar Kare
Galiyon Mein Yaar Teri
Log Beshumaar Mare
[Girl attracts people with her eyes
And people are dying in the desire of the girl..!!]
Kuchh Toh Badal Gaye
Kuchh Toh Sambhal Gaye
Aur Kayi Aise Bhi The
Jaan Se Phisal Gaye
[Some have changed,
Some have recovered,
And there were some people who lost their lives.]
Tez Zehar Tera
Jalwa Kehar Tera
Kam Kabhi Hoga Nahi
Uff Asar Tera
Tere Jaise Jhootha Lage
Mujhko Yeh Waada Tera
Ek Dhokha Tu
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Kusu Tera
Subu Subu Nahi Mera
Source: https://alllyricszone.in/kusu-kusu-lyrics-meaning-in-english/
When I have got admitted to the new school in grade 5, I heard the previous headmaster has left. This school appointed a new headmaster, who didn't start work yet. I have no issue with this news.
Our school's geometric design is in a way that when you will enter the school first you have to cross the headmaster's room then you can enter the school. So, every morning when I entered, I looked at the headmaster's room first. Looks empty, then I walk inside the school. One day I saw a new nameplate has been established at the top of the door. It was printed "Mrs. Shahedora Begum". So, now we have a name.
In Bangladesh, the new school year started in January (In Canada, September). It is the wintertime, and also yearly sports time. So, every day, kids used to join in several competitions to win prizes. If they are in sports, they don't need to stay in the regular classes.
I had no interest in sports, but I was interested not to join the regular classes in school. So, every morning, after roll call, when some girls went to join the sports activity, I went out with them too.
Then actually I just enjoyed my free time in freestyle, sometimes I use to read books, not any school book, someday I just stood on the corridor and watch how girls doing sports, sometimes just walk around the school. I was just happy not to join the boring classes.
One day I was standing in the corridor and watching sports, a woman came to me and asked "What are you doing?". In January, many girls use to join the school, so every day, I have seen some guardians come to school and talk with teachers. I assume this is a guardian too, and I became very annoyed with her curiosity. Just I replied, "I am a little busy with sports", then went down to the field. Didn't do much and came back to the class. I had a feeling I should stay in the class.
Later I got to know our new headmistress had started doing her job. She is a very strict person, a very angry woman and doesn't care who is in front of her, just scolds. No one can speak in front of her. The school changed in a day. All relaxed mood has gone. Everybody use to stay alert for her. No one knows when and how she is going to attack.
Now I know, who caught me earlier and my sixth sense just saved me. One thing is for sure, good things don't stay long. Especially for me.
Here is the Song
মাস্টার সাব আমি নাম দস্তখত শিখতে চাই
My teacher I want to learn name signing
কোনদিন কেউ যেন বলতে না পারে
Our school dress was a gray top and white pyjamas. We didn't have any selected dressmakers. Everybody was free to make it from anywhere they want. Because of that, the good thing is there was no company that got an extra benefit to make all the dresses and the minus point was we didn't have the same coloured dress. Some made light gray, too light gray, normal gray, dark gray and too dark gray. We have seen some girls' dresses change their colour after washing a couple of times. I believe my one has the perfect gray colour.
My mom took me to New Market. She had a known tailor over there. It was a big tailor shop, I mean the shop size was big. Later mom found the tailor used to take a high rate compared to the market and also used to take 4/5 times more cloths to make dresses. Well, I have seen this always. Whoever, especially when salesmen say sweet words on mom and dad or on their kids, they trusted them with heart. They never cross-checked those people's information. Maybe that's why I always look at people's actions than words. Actions speak more truth.
My mom asked the tailor to make a school dress/frock for me. She also asked me, if I want anything else. I said yes, I want pockets in the dress. I don't know why women's dress doesn't have a pocket. Why do we always have to carry handbags?
The tailor had made two small pockets at the front of the frock. I use to keep my changes in it and handkerchief. Facial tissues were not available on those days. Now a day I always carry parse and keep facial tissues in a pocket of the parse.
Later one of our class teachers gave an address to a tailor by saying, it's not mandatory, but you guys can make dresses from this place. Then all will get the same coloured dress. A few of us went to that tailor. I already made mine, so I didn't take the address. Later I felt that they gave a poor quality fabric to the girls.
One day, maybe because of coaching classes for the scholarship, we had to stay longer time in the school. So, we went to the Bulbul Lalito Kola Academy (It was just beside our school) from school directly. On that day, we were wearing school dresses. I was in the singing class. One of our classmates asked another schoolgirl, why do you guys have different coloured school dresses? In my mind I replied, are you colour blind? Can't you see that we are all wearing gray?
Check this song, lyrics, music and singing all are great.
Samm Henshaw - The World Is Mine (lyrics) lyrics "The World Is Mine" Set our eyes west, chase the sunset Hint of wine on my breath, and you got Your hand on my hand, lips to my ear Whisper 'Switch to 5th gear', I will (Aye look) cosa nostra in a Tesstarossa Pull me closer, baby don't let go Get away from where we came from Where we'll end up, I don't know We got the whole world ahead and the old world behind Nothing in the rear view but wasted time Steal my heart, I promise I won't tell And if I steal your kisses baby, pay my bail We got the whole world ahead and the old world behind Whole world ahead and the old world behind Whole world ahead and the old world behind You're the whole world and the world is mine We ain't guiltless, Lord our witness Pray forgiveness but don't turn around Your kiss excites me, kiss indicts me Time to leave this God forsaken town Ready, set, go, out the ghetto Black tuxedo, black stiletto Please ignore the wanted posters The weight of guilt might slow us down We got the whole world ahead and the old world behind Nothing in the rear view but wasted time Steal my heart, I promise I won't tell And if I steal your kisses baby, pay my bail We got the whole world ahead and the old world behind Whole world ahead and the old world behind Whole world ahead and the old world behind You're the whole world and the world is mine You're mine, baby You're the whole world and the world is mine You're the whole world and the world is mine, baby Tail me, if you dare Ride 'till there's no road left Coppers on our trail Would you follow me over the edge, darling? Pay no mind to the sound of the sirens And caution signs, let's run for our lives I'd rather be running than run out of time We got the whole world ahead and the old world behind Nothing in the rear view but wasted time Steal my heart, I promise I won't tell And if I steal your kisses baby, pay my bail We got the whole world ahead and the old world behind Whole world ahead and the old world behind Whole world ahead and the old world behind You're the whole world and the world is mine You're the whole world and the world is mine You're the whole world, you're the whole world You're the whole world and the world is mine
It's been a long that I am thinking to lay down on my bed and do nothing. Yes, I am doing it now. I am not in a position to have this luxury now. But I am having it. Rest... I don't know. I need to pick up my pieces again and hold them and start walking. This is my life, I have to live with it.
In our area, the best school was the Matijhil Ideal high school. It was a tin-shaded building when it started. But the headmaster tried hard and make it the most important school in our area. In Bangladesh, parents' first duty is to find out which school is the best and put their kids in that school. Now a day this competition became the hardest for both kids and parents.
Let's take you to my childhood era. Those days parents use to look for the best school but don't take it as a do-or-die situation. My mom first took my older sister for admission. My mom got to know that most of the girls get a chance in this school by parent's donation, only a few they took on the basis of admission tests. My parents take a chance. My older sister was always a good student, she kept her record. She got a chance to admit by the admission exam. Next was my younger sister Sonia. Among us, she was the best in the educational record. So, without any trouble, she got a chance. The last person was my youngest sister. She doesn't like to study. My parents were not to let her go. They kept trying and one day/year they succeed to put her in that school.
This school was very strict. They had to stay in the class, even in the tiffin time, never get chance to play or run on the field, they had to maintain diary if anything happened guardians had to give signature in the diary etc.
I don't like this kind of restriction. I like freedom. Allah helped me. It was a miracle that I didn't have to sit for the admission exam. First, my dad took me on the wrong date, second may be I was sick that I couldn't go, third, I don't remember but that make my parents think, I am not for this school. So, I had been given an admission test to the second-best school in that area Matijhil Govt Girls high school.
This school looks like a park, very beautiful with gardens. Students could play on the field over here in their breaks, the school wasn't strict on anything, it had extra curriculum activity, not only busy with the study. It's like heaven for other schools students. Yes, I was the only lucky girl among four sisters to study here.
I have studied in this school from grade 5 to 10.
These schools were a little far away from our home. So, every day we had to take a rickshaw to go to the school.
When the universe doesn't want you to go somewhere, it will just put a finger on your shoelace. So that you can try many ways to move. When you get tired and stop, you will realize, you didn't move a bit. You actually have no choice but to deal with your present. You actually have no power to go back or go forward to the future.
When our parents were building our own house, they make sure the second floor (In Bangladesh we all called it the 1st floor or level 2) get prepared first. Because we were going to live there. Before the whole building (5 storied) was done properly, the second floor was completed and ready to live.
We had a red plastic basket. In those days, every family who has a kid used to have this kind of basket to keep toddlers staff. My mom put all the small items in it, that can be fitted in it. Then gave to me to carry to our new house, approximately two blocks away. I had to do this job several times a day, to complete the process to move to our new home.
I was mom's handy person. Whenever she needed anything to bring from the local grocery store she use to send me. Sometimes she woke me up from sleep and then sent me to the shop. Like to bring eggs, sugar etc.
We had a maid to washcloths. Then those were needed to put in the sun to dry. In Bangladesh, we don't use a dryer to dry clothes. So, I had to take them to the roof in a bucket to the 5th and then 6th floor (The roof of our new house), put them on the rope to dry and at the end of the day bring them back. Sometimes if rain comes I had to run to the roof and bring those back. I remember one day we had a new tenant on the 4th floor. They saw me carrying buckets of cloths to the roof, they thought I was the maid of the house, they wanted to ask me to clean their house too. But one of their family members recognized me as an owner's daughter, so that didn't happen.
When I grow up a little, my duty expanded to the post office too. Sending anything to the post office was my duty.
Then added giving bills. In Bangladesh previously we didn't have any choice to pay the bills online or through cell phone. We had to go to the bank. Different banks submit different utility bills. All was my job. I had to stand up hours in line to submit those.
You must be thinking, my parents like me a lot that I was their handy person. NO. I am always everyone's least favourite person. Well, when anyone needs any help they find me. They knew I will do anything to help them as much as possible. It's like you know you have a stupid to do all the jobs because an intelligent person won't work without any benefit. It won't mind. I have seen this attitude to all I know. All can't be wrong. Maybe this is my personality.
I have seen others who just said no when they were asked to do anything, but still people like them.
No, I don't want to bother how people treat me, I just do what needed to be done. To make things better. Either at home or a job or anywhere else. I never worry how much people appreciate it. I believe if anyone likes me they will like me without any effort.
Otherwise no matter how much I try, whatever I do, I can never be their first priority.
My dad and one of the great singers of Bangladesh Mr. Khurshid Alam was a school friends. They didn't have any communication but I have seen my father always felt proud of him. My dad liked his song very much. He use to sing his song at home. One of the songs is: Tomar Naame Shapath Nilam
তোমার নামে শপথ নিলাম (I swear in your name) তোমায় আমি কথা দিলাম (I promised you) তোমার নামে শপথ নিলাম তোমায় আমি কথা দিলাম -
I use to read a lot of books. I have started my reading from Bangladeshi kid's books like "Thakur maar jhuli", "Thakur dadar jhuly" (In English "Story from the grandparents"). Most of the time I use to think about those characters, the princess, queen, king, monsters etc. Those stories were based on Bangladesh. They always told us that there was a kingdom or a village, after the village, a big open land (Like prairie) and at the end of that field there was a jungle. A deep jungle where we have tigers, monkeys, snakes. If I look at current Bangladesh, it has jungles. But there is no preirie land. People harvest everywhere. From those stories I can feel, there were more jungles in this country. My mom use to say, she has seen wild cats (In her language "Bagdasha") come to their house to take chickens. I don't think that is possible now.
When a writer writes a story, they just don't write about someone's life, they wrote about a place, its landscape, culture and so many things without any effort.
Eid Celebration is the biggest festival for Muslims and Bangladeshis. I have celebrated Eid in various ways according to my age, location, changing social cultures etc.
The Saudi Bangladeshi Eid was inviting Muslims from different countries who are friends, colleagues or neighbours. And make delicious festival Bangladeshi meals at home and enjoy dinner together.
In Bangladesh, I enjoyed it in a little different way. When I was a kid, parents use to let their kids play around the neighbourhood area. At least that was the given range of area to go around. Obviously, some kids maybe break that rule and parents never get to know about that. Especially boys. I never did. On Eid day my school friends (Girls) came to our house, they eat some festival sweets in a very small amount and take me with them. Then we all went to another girl's house and eat food and pick the girls. This way our group became bigger and we enjoyed different kinds of delicious food mainly sweets from all moms. We liked to do that and this was our kind of Eid celebration in that area. Now a day parents don't feel safe letting their kids go out without any adults. So, this culture is no more in our area.
In one Eid, my dad took us to "Shishu Park" an amusement park. To get on every ride we had to stand in lines for hours. My dad promised, he will never go out on Eid.
When my older sister started studying at the university, her friends were all around the city. She use to take rickshaws and visit her friend's house with me. I became her friend's friend too.
In my university life, I found many of my classmates are from different parts of Bangladesh. During the Eid vacation, they use to go to their parent's homes. So, we who were from Dhaka city used to meet on Eid day and eat homemade delicious festival meals.
When I have started to live on my own, I use to prepare some special dish and take it to my parent's house to celebrate Eid. My sisters also make something and contributed. It's a kind of potluck.
In Canada, I had made lots of different festival foods, so that my son can have the taste of Bangladeshi Eid. I invited friends and enjoyed the meal. And mostly I enjoy Eid putting Henna on my hand. Here, I mean in Canada for the first time I went to say Eid prayer in the Masjeed. In Canada, every masjeed has facilities for women. So, any woman can go to masjeed anytime to say prayers. I have also visited some of my friends' houses on Eid. They invited me to celebrate Eid.
My mom brought a few water bottles for us from Saudi Arabia. She used to give them with us when we were going to those Academies. In Bangladesh, supply water isn't recommended to drink directly. So, we always use to boil the water first.
Taking water bottles in the Academy isn't a common thing. I remember one day one of my classmates (She was older than me 5/6 years) told me, why don't you bring bed and baggage too in the class. I didn't answer her. Generally, I don't answer negative words. I just don't want to encourage any fight. But they did hurt me. Anyway, water bottles were actually for my younger sister. When they stopped going to the Academy, I stopped carrying them too.
Another day I saw those girls go to the washroom and drink the water. You know, what is the condition of a common washroom can be. So, yeah, this makes me feel a little better.
It's a slow melody and the music will make you think it's a sad song. Actually, It's a very romantic ghazal from the Pakistani hit film Badal Aur Bijli (1973). Bangladeshi Actress Sabnam was the heroine of the film. Please check the song:
Lyrics urdu & English translation (In Bold):
aaj jaane ki zid na karo
yoon hi pehloo mein baiThe raho
aaj jaane ki zid na karo
haay mar jaayenge, hum to luT jaayenge
aisi baatein kiya na karo
aaj jaane ki zid na karo
tonight, don’t insist on leaving.
keep on sitting close to me like you are.
tonight, don’t insist on leaving.
oh, I will die, I will be lost,
don’t say such things.
tonight, don’t insist on leaving.
tum hi socho zara, kyun na rokein tumhein
jaan jaati hai jab uTh ke jaate ho tum
tumko apni kasam jaan-e-jaan
baat itni meri maan lo
aaj jaane ki zid na karo
just think for a moment, why should I not stop you.
my life seems to leave my body when you get up and go,
I swear to you, my beloved
just agree to this request of mine
tonight, don’t insist on leaving.
waqt ki qaid mein zindagi hai magar
chand ghadiyaan yehi hain jo aazaad hain
inko kho kar mere jaan-e-jaan
umr bhar na taraste raho
aaj jaane ki zid na karo
life is trapped in the prison of time
but these are the few moments that are free
by losing them, my beloved
let’s not have a life of regret
tonight, don’t insist on leaving
haaye mar jaayenge, hum to lut jaayenge
aisi baatein kiya na karo
aaj jaane ki zid na karo
kitna maasoom rangeen hai ye samaa
husn aur ishq ki aaj meraaj hai
kal ki kisko khabar jaan-e-jaan
rok lo aaj ki raat ko
aaj jaane ki zid na karo
what innocent, colourful weather it is.
it is the peak of beauty and love today.
who knows what will happen tomorrow,
let’s stop this night, tonight,
tonight, don’t insist on leaving.
[Source: http://www.bollymeaning.com/2016/09/aaj-jane-ki-zidd-na-karo-lyrics.html]
I have learned dancing at Bangladesh Shishu Academy and Bulbul Lalito Kola Academy for 4 years. Then mom put me in Singing class. In the Shisu Academy, I was learning general or modern Bangla songs (Including kid's songs, patriotic songs etc). In Bulbul Lalitokola Academy I was learning Classical and Nazrul Geeti. At home, my mom also kept singing teachers too (One at a time). I and my youngest two sisters use to learn singing. Among us, the best singer was Sonia (My younger sister). She became a doctor now. One of the teachers was a student of Ostaad Saadmonir. Later he took charge of his Ostaad. I like to give respect to these teachers. Because they all had very good hope on me and I ruined every hope. I didn't practice enough. And after two years I stopped learning singing totally. I think, now a day I can't sing at all. I only sing when I know there is no one listening to my songs.
