When big companies destroy the small ones

 It's been a long time since we are watching some common corporate games. For example, whenever any new company arises, which product is good. The big company will either destroy it by keeping its product at a low price or will buy the new company. Then, they are the only company that provides the particular products. Now, whatever price they ask, modified or made less effective, the consumer has no other option but to buy the product from the big corporation. These make the company so powerful that later, they get involved with any issue that they want and make it happen the way they want to. The rest of the people had no money or power to defend their activities.

This is not a new case in this world. For more than 100s years, this has been going on.

Why can't we stop it when this kind of activity starts?

The airplane fair is always too much for the general people. It does not need to be so expensive that they are asking. In Canada, like other products, it's more expensive than in any other part of the world, and the customer's benefit is worse than in any third-world country. They are better than the Canadian airplane, from food to any other service.

Now, all cheap/low-cost airlines (Compared to other Canadian airlines) are closing down. So, people will have no other option but to buy an expensive air ticket when the service is not up to the mark.

Let me give you an example by comparing a service. In any airline, if you feel cold, they will provide you with a blanket and cushion for free. Not in Canadian airlines. They will charge you extra for the air. It's not that they are taking less money for the ticket; they are taking more than any other airline without regular facilities for the passengers.

A beautiful Hindi song from the film Soldier

 I like its music, lyrics and singers. It's a beautiful song.

[Source: https://www.filmyquotes.com/songs/1468]

Mehfil mein baar baar unpe nazar gayi	My eyes kept looking at her in the gathering
Hey mehfil mein baar baar unpe nazar gayi	My eyes kept looking at her in the gathering
Humne bachayi lakh, phir bhi udhar gayi	I tried a lot to avoid, but still could not
Main kya karoon, dil kya kare, main kya karoon	What should I do, what should my heart do
Mehfil mein baar baar unpe nazar gayi	My eyes kept looking at her in the gathering
Haan mehfil mein baar baar unpe nazar gayi	My eyes kept looking at her in the gathering
Humne bachayi lakh, phir bhi udhar gayi	I tried a lot to avoid, but still could not
Main kya karoon, dil kya kare, main kya karoon	What should I do, what should my heart do
Hey hey hey ... hey hey hey ... aa ha	Hey hey hey ... hey hey hey ... aa ha
Yeh mausam aaya hai dilbar kitne saal mein	Beloved, this weather has come after so long
Mera dil khoya hai tere hi khayaal mein	My heart is lost in your memories
Na toh mera dosh hai, na tera kusoor hai	It's not my fault, nor your mistake
Mujhpe joh chaaya hai tera yeh suroor hai	Your intoxication is spread on me
Aa ha ... la la la ... hmm hmm hmm	Aa ha ... la la la ... hmm hmm hmm
Aayi tu saamne, dhadkan thehar gayi	My heart stopped when you came in front of me
Hey aayi tu saamne, dhadkan thehar gayi	My heart stopped when you came in front of me
Humne bachayi lakh, phir bhi udhar gayi	I tried a lot to avoid, but still could not
Main kya karoon, dil kya kare, main kya karoon	What should I do, what should my heart do
Soldier soldier, meethi baatein bolkar	Soldier soldier, by saying sweet things
Dil tu chura le gaya	You've stolen my heart
Soldier soldier, meethi baatein bolkar	Soldier soldier, by saying sweet things
Dil tera uda le gaya	I've stolen your heart
Tanhai kehti hai, kuch bhi na kehna hai	Loneliness is saying that, I want to be quiet
Baahon mein sona hai, palkon mein rehna hai	I want to sleep in your arms, live in your eyes
Saanson ko baandha hai saanson ki dor se	I've tied my breaths with the string of breaths
Tode na tootegi duniya ke zor se	It won't break even if the world tries to
La la ... la la la ... la la la	La la ... la la la ... la la la
Daaman mein tootke main toh bikhar gayi	I was broken into pieces within myself
Haan daaman mein tootke main toh bikhar gayi	I was broken into pieces within myself
Humne bachayi lakh, phir bhi udhar gayi	I tried a lot to avoid, but still could not
Main kya karoon, dil kya kare, main kya karoon	What should I do, what should my heart do
Mehfil mein baar baar unpe nazar gayi	My eyes kept looking at her in the gathering
Hey mehfil mein baar baar unpe nazar gayi	My eyes kept looking at her in the gathering
Humne bachayi lakh, phir bhi udhar gayi	I tried a lot to avoid, but still could not
Main kya karoon, dil kya kare, main kya karoon	What should I do, what should my heart do

Biography 201: Pronunciation made everything change

 I was studying in school on those days. We had a private tutor for Math. He came from a district different from Dhaka. His accent was different from ours. We never had any understanding problems because of his pronunciation, unless one day.

"Bus" is a common word in Bangladesh. It's the same as English, which means public transport where 50 people can sit together and travel. 

Another word in Bangla is "Baash," which means bamboo.

Our teacher started asking me if a bus was deep in the mud in 1/3 parts. I stopped him. Why on earth would a bus be inside mud unless there was an accident? He looked at my face and said, why not. Can anyone put it like that? I was surprised more and said, no, why would anyone?

He kept trying to make me understand how natural it could be, and I didn't admit it. No way, this is a normal situation.

After a couple of minutes, suddenly, I looked at the book, where the question was written: "If a bamboo is put inside a mud 1/3 parts..."

I understood it was not a bus; it was a bash (Bamboo); it's just his accent, which made me a fool; I told him, ok, I got it; you were right, so what were your questions?

He was preparing to say more to make me understand, and suddenly, I stopped him and agreed. Now, he became speechless. What made me understand everything? It took him a few minutes to start talking and continue his math teaching.

The city should do more about the rivers

 If we have a river running between our city or running around us, then we are very lucky. As all ancient cities were beside the river, most of our cities have rivers. In some cities, they killed that river. Some cities care for those rivers very well by maintaining their banks and surrounding areas.

In my opinion, we can use this river not only for beautification but also as a travel spot or, moreover, as a city transit.

Yes, no matter how we use it, our first concern is to keep the environment well, take good care of the river and then the benefit.

The city's population will grow daily, and everyone needs some leisure time without travelling far away or spending less/no money.

The city can create some beautiful river spots where people can sit and view the river while enjoying local foods and doing activities like exercise, skating, etc.

The city can arrange river cruse by small paddle boats or ships, by making no or less noise or hassart on the river.

Mostly, I recommend making some transit over the river, which can be helpful as entertainment and also can be used as a city transit. It will contain more people, less costs, without traffic jams and some income for the city.

Again, no matter what we do, we have to keep our flora and fauna protected.

Biography 200: My work mentality, changed a bit

 When I started my career, my mentality was like a good student. I am still somewhat like that. I always wanted good for my co-workers, like they were my classmates. I had hidden their mistakes, supported them, helped them, fought for their fight, and taken all risks to lose my career for them, and they didn't even understand that. They had no clue how much I had done for them.

I am still like that—that's my nature. But I have improved over the years, too. Now, at least, I don't take the blame for others' mistakes. I don't try to hide their negative activity. If my employer asks, I tell them the truth about my coworkers. I don't try to improve the company by force (sometimes the employers and coworkers don't want to listen); if the company doesn't want to improve, I accept it. As long as they wish to continue suffering for their repetitive mistakes, I let that happen now.

Make all public transport free

 If you really want to minimize using private transport, like cars, then make all public transport free. Toronto became so expensive that low-income people can't rent or stay. But you need low-paying workers to work in the city. If you make public transport free, people will be encouraged to stay outside the city and work inside. That will reduce the low-paying labour shortage in Toronto.

For a single bus, how much time a person had to wait, do you have any idea. In papers, it is 10 to 15 minutes. In real life, it's 20 to 30 minutes. Then sometimes or in some stoppages all the time there is no seat available. When a person had to catch 3 buses, how long did that person actually wait at the bus stoppages? You can't imagine. But deep inside, the person started thinking about buying a new car. With the public transport we have, no one will be encouraged to keep their car at home, or not buy a private car. NO one is going to think about the environment in that situation.

If public transport is free, maybe people who are not in a rush and have a good physical structure to tolerate public transport will take it by keeping their car at home. Perhaps they will then take the public transport only to avoid traffic jams, parking hassles, or fees. This situation will help to minimize air pollution.

Biography 199: At Dhaka Medical College Girl's Hostel

As I told you in my earlier post, there was a time when Dhaka city had to face floods every year after the monsoon season. I once lived in the Hostel of Dhaka Medical College to avoid the flood. In those days, my younger sister Sonia used to study at Dhaka Medical College. She used to live in the hostel. Their college was close, so she was staying at home. The University of Dhaka was open. I don't remember how long I had lived there, one month or one week. But I enjoyed living there.

Because it was very close to my department in the Science Annex Building at the University of Dhaka. I liked the flexibility of living there. They had fewer rules and regulations to live in there. They were more modest in following rules. The students who got to know about me as a sister of Sonia welcomed me with an amiable attitude. They were four years younger than me but treated me like their own friend. Very helpful and pleasant behaviour made my life much easier. I heard some of my sisters' stories from her hostel mets, like what she has done in the hostel. One was, my sister never take off the mosquito net, she said, at the night I have to put it back again, then why would I remove it? I am sure she still believes that.

A beautiful song, great melody

A beautiful song. I like it's melody, lyrics, music, singer, everything.

Song: Banjara from Ek Villain

Singer: Mohammed Irfan

Lyrics: Mithoon

Music: Mithoon

Label : T-Serias

Star Cast: Sidharth Malhotra, Shradha Kapoor

English Translation:

[Source: https://www.filmyquotes.com/songs/55]

What my life is searching for

Is this that destination

To rest here peacefully

Why does my heart tell me that

I've found new emotions

I don't know what is the effect

I've found new hope again

As someone has accepted me

Yes ... like a poet's poem

Which gives the soul moments of peace

I've found someone in a way

Like a nomad has found a home

The dawns of a new season

Or the afternoons of winter

I've found someone in a way

Like a nomad has found a home

Hmmm ... mmm

Like some shore

Gives support

I found her at some turn

Like a star of night

That shines

In the same way she lightens up the city

She made me forget my pain

Such was her effect on me

She is teaching me once again to live

Hmmm ... like rain makes you wet

Or like the ointment on the wound

I've found someone in a way

Like a nomad has found a home

The dawns of a new season

Or the afternoons of winter

I've found someone in a way

Like a nomad has found a home

This smiling face

That's protecting it

What is it hiding in the ocean of the heart

To others always

She gives the shade

While she herself is standing in the sun

Then why did she get wounded

And I'm feeling the pain

My heart tell me what are your intentions

Hmmm ... I'm a restless bird

That flew here and there

I've found someone in a way

Like a nomad has found a home

The dawns of a new season

Or the afternoons of winter

I've found someone in a way

Like a nomad has found a home

Like a nomad has found a home

Like a nomad has found a home

Like a nomad has found a home

An incident inside the Shamsun Nahar Hall

 Previously in every moonsoon Dhaka city was flooded during the monsoon. So, our apartments. We use to take boats from home to the main road (Bishwa Road). Though it was the river water, but then it get mixed with city's dirty drain and suarage water. Otherwise boat trip was much better, no pollution, no machine noise.

During the flood time, once I stayed at my friend's room in Shamsun Nahar Hall. The University of Dhaka was close because of the flood. My friend left to her home town. But I needed a place to live to avoid flood, so I took guest permission for one month to stay in the Hall in my friend's room. On those days she had a single bed room. So, no privacy issue. Though I was alone, but I spend my time in my own ways.

Unluckily there was a big incident happened in the hall on that time.

On those days, a new authority came to take responsibility of the Hall. She was very nice, she took some new initiative to make the Hall live better for the students, I saw overall everybody started liking her. 

She notice, inside the Hall there is a canteen and a small grocery shop for the girls. I should inform you it was a girl's hostel. In the shop and canteen some boys and men use to work.

We never felt an disturbance because of them, they always concentrate in their work, never make any girl feel uncomfortable. We even forget that those are men.

The new authority thought, this is not good. Why young men are working inside a girl's hostel, where girls are living in a relax mood in a relaxed dresses.

She ordered to put some net in between the hall and canteen. Now inside the hostel, it's look like a jail. It didn't feel good. Girls didn't like it. and no one asked the boys, how they are feeling about it.

Girls wanted to remove it. Well, there could be other reason to remove it, but I was living alone, so I don't know much about it.

At the middle of the night, some girls said, lets break the net. their group said, let break it. they were laughing, gigling and started hitting the net. Then some other girls joined, no one liked these. Then all (almost all, because I didn't join, just tried to see from my balcony in the dark night, and truth is didn't see anything) girls join them. It became a fun work to do. They broke all net, even newly built gate, inside the hall. I saw some rally where girls were saying something against the new authority and against the net. Intentionally all lights were off or broken, from my balcony no faces were visible.

Clearly the authority didn't like it. the women and other workers who use to work and live in hall had noticed all and they knew all girls. So, the authority easily got the main girls name who took the initiativity for this kind of work.

Next night the authority called a meeting. This time I join. I always respect rules, if you know me. Now the main girls, who started this work were scared. What I understood, they had been called before to the authority, they are very worried about their education life, because the authority can make them out from the university. So, in this meeting those girls remain silent. The other girls started talking about other problems, because the authority said, she wont put the net again.

I saw journalists were standing outside when the rally and breaking part going on inside the Hall. They could hear noises, but couldn't get inside.

Well, I didn't like what happened, but it was a big experience in my lonely life.

Song: Who I am (Alan Walker)

A beautiful song. You will love to hear and like to watch them at the top of the mountains in Norway. Their beautiful voices mixed well with the amazing lyrics and music direction.

 

The making of the album:

Lyrics:

Don't say this, don't say that
I'm not playing by the rules if they were made by you
I won't break just like that
I'll make my own mistakes 'til I'm wrong in all the right ways

Save all your tears
You don't wanna waste them on me
I'm not gonna be just like them
This is just the way that I am
Head in the clouds
I do not fit in to the crowd
Baby, it's all making perfect sense
'Cause this is who I am

Who I am

Don't say this, don't say that
I'm not playing by the rules if they were made by you
I won't break just like that
I'll make my own mistakes 'til I'm wrong in all the right ways

Save all your tears
You don't wanna waste them on me
I'm not gonna be just like them
This is just the way that I am
Head in the clouds
I do not fit in to the crowd
Baby, it's all making perfect sense
'Cause this is who I am

Who I am

If only I was wide awake
There's more than I can take
And when you dive into the blue
I'll be right next to you
I never wanna miss a thing
We fall in love again
You know I may hold on to June
'Cause all that you go through, I'm with you

'Cause all that you go through, I'm-
'Cause all that you go through, I'm with you

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Christian Hartmann / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Gunnar Greve / Marcus Arnbekk / Mats Lie Skare

Who I Am lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Biography 198: IT companies from 2000 to 2005

 This was the time when IT companies in Bangladesh started developing. Bangladeshi people like to follow each other and compete with each other. Without thinking whether it is right or wrong. When in 2000 people first started using the internet, getting to understand about websites, emails, and messages, IT companies started developing like mushrooms beside the lakes.

Some of those companies don't have any capital to survive just for a month. Somehow, they manage to buy two computers, put them in a room, and hire a programmer and a designer. There is no one for sales or marketing. They hope the company will run and make them millionaires.

After one month they stopped giving wages to their employees and expected them to work for them for months without any payment.

Then after 3 three months, the programmer will see, that someone is taking out the fans, someone the computer, because the company didn't pay them fully.

I started my career in those days. I learned that I expended more when I didn't have any job, only searching, preparing and giving interviews.

My career started during this time. I didn't fear at all. Because I was living with my parents. I just needed my pocket money. Whenever I saved an amount, I expended it by travelling somewhere. Sometimes with family members, sometimes with friends, sometimes with known people and sometimes with unknown people.

So, my bank balance was always 0.

But I never stayed in the minus amount. I always paid everywhere from my own pocket.

তুমি আসবে বলে ভালোবাসবে বলে | Tumi Ashbe Bole Balo Vasbe bole | A Bangla sweet song

Recently, I heard this song as background music in a YouTube video. It's a beautiful, sweet song. The Actress Kobori made her first film with this music. Later, she became a prominent Actress in Bangladesh.

  Anjuman Are Begum | Film -Sutorang

Lyrics (Bangla and English):

তুমি আসবে বলে কাছে ডাকবে বলে (Because you will come, because you will call me)

ভাল বাসবে ওগো শুধু মোরে (Because you will love me only)

তাই চম্পা বকুল করে গন্ধে আকুল (The flower Champa and Bakul is masmorizing with their fregrant)

এই জোছনা রাতে মনে পড়ে।। (In this moon light, remember)

চঞ্চল হাওয়া বয় কানে কানে কথা কয়। (The restless wind is speaking in my ear)

বনে বনে চোখ হাসে দূরে কেন সরে রয় (The eyes of the forest is smiling and why they are staying away)

তুমিও তেমনি এমনও রাতে রবে কি দূরে দূরে। (will you be also stay away in a night like this?)

তুমি আসবে বলে কাছে ডাকবে বলে

ভাল বাসবে ওগো শুধু মোরে

তাই চম্পা বকুল করে গন্ধে আকুল

এই জোছনা রাতে মনে পড়ে

মায়া ভরা এই ক্ষণে কেন ডাকো ফুল বনে (In this illusion night, why you are calling in the flower forest)

তুমি এলে আঁখি পাতে চুপি চুপি মনে মনে (You came on my eyes, hidden in my heart)

স্বপ্ন হয়ে মনের মিতা আমারো নেই বাসরে।। (In my dream my lovely, not in real)

When conflict starts

 Someone said the big conflict started from a tiny spark.

Maybe it's true. But I think problems generally keep piling up inside our hearts. We don't want to hurt anyone, so we don't talk about it. Then, one day, from a small spark, we take the final call. The outsiders will ask why they are reacting to a simple act. They have no idea how much has already piled up inside the mind.

A romantic Hindi song

 I liked this song very much in my childhood. It's not related to my life. I just liked the way a person loves and feels for someone. I like the lyrics, melody, the video made in the movie for this song, and how it was sung.

I still like this song. 

Translation:

To me, day and night, it’s only me you are missing!

Whether you admit it or not, I for sure can feel it.

Yet, what shall I do now, as you never confess it?

I guess keeping it to yourself, my love, is a mistake…

Just me, day and night, it’s only me you are missing!

To raise my restlessness beyond all limits,

You sure know how to make many excuses…

Staring into my eyes, leaving me unsettled.

Teasing in love, bestowing pain unbridled.

Lowering your gaze, watching me arrive,

If not mischief, then what on earth else is it?

Just me, day and night, it’s only me you are missing!

You won’t be able to sleep now without me caring…

I am sure the day would come that’ll be happening.

In unbound tresses of yours, I will be resting…

In thoughts of you, my beloved, I’ll be wandering…

For once, look closely into the depths of my eyes,

My beloved, it’s only your face that’s hidden.

Just me, day and night, it’s only me you are missing!

Whether you admit it or not, I for sure can feel it.

Yet, what shall I do now, as you never confess it?

I guess keeping it to yourself, my love, is a mistake…

To me, day and night, it’s only me you are missing!

[Source: https://alisohani.wordpress.com/2022/11/06/mujhe-raat-din-bas-just-me-day-and-night/]