| Gifts from a kid's birthday |
| Gifts from a kid's birthday |
| Gifts from a kid's birthday |
| Gifts from a kid's birthday |
He took the flowers, threw them on the floor, and, while stamping on them, he was saying, "Obhinondon aanchhe, khelna anbe, chocolate anbe, ta na, obhinondon aanchhe!" (Translation: She brought Greetings/Congratulations, no toys, no chocolates, she brought Greetings/Congratulations). People couldn't understand what to do next.
Moral of the story: Always think about age when giving a gift.
I like to receive gifts. I enjoy giving gifts to others, hoping that it brings them happiness as well. Maybe not.
When I started my job, I spent all of my first month's salary in four days, just by buying gifts for my parents and siblings. I hope they liked it. Maybe not.
As I had expended all my money, I had to take care of my daily expenses from my dad, just as I used to in my student life. My mom told me that Dad didn't like that. As I have started working now, I should have taken my responsibility by myself.
I understood. I never asked my dad for money again. Next time, I asked my mother for a loan when I started preparing to move to Canada. I have returned her money. Tried to send gifts to her and to my siblings whenever I could. I tried to send my mom monthly pocket money.
I hope they liked it. Maybe not.
But my mom liked it. Though she didn't spend that money on herself. She wanted to save those for me, in the hope that when I visit Bangladesh, she will spend on us.
I also tried to give gifts to others. Friends and families. In most cases, I felt they didn't like my gifts. Maybe not.
I like flowers. When I started using a computer in the office, I used to search for and download pictures of flowers to make wallpapers. I needed more because I used to change the wallpaper every now and then. I didn't have a cell phone or digital camera to take pictures, so I had to download them from the internet. One of my colleagues, Anisul, noticed it.
Later, in his marriage ceremony, I gave him handicraft flower pots, which were designed with flowers in mud. I didn't notice that I gave him flowers. One day, he was talking about my gifts and said, "I know you like flowers; you used to download flower pictures, and you gave me gifts like that at my marriage ceremony." I remember, oh yeah, I chose the gift but didn't notice that it had the flowers too.
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| Shafeen has made this toy |
In Saudi Arabia, mostly I did is babysitting my youngest sister. I like kids. I always enjoy time with them. So, I enjoyed my time with my baby sister. She was with me like this for more than one year. Other than babysitting I also helped mom in swiping rooms, cleaning rice and lentils (Daal). On those days, we had to clean them before cooking.
My parents didn't buy me any toys. They did buy toys but didn't open the packet, they wanted to bring everything in Bangladesh intact. So, I took mom's empty perfume bottles, empty beautiful boxes or packets and turned them into toys. I had a small mirror too. But I didn't look at it much, as I was never a conscious girl about beautification.
Before we finally returned to Bangladesh, one day my parents took me to a toy store and asked me to pick any toy. They told me that they wanted to give me a gift as I did a good job of babysitting. I wasn't ready. But an airplane gets my attention. I picked an airplane. It runs with batteries. Then it stopped and the glass of the plane opened to get down a fighter. It was a fighter plane. It made a noise like a fighter plane too. it was about one foot or more than one foot long. On those days it was an expensive one and my parents bought me that happily.
We brought that plane to Bangladesh. It was with me for a long time. Everybody played with it. My sister's son Tamim played with it too. But then I don't know why he broke it into pieces. Everybody laughed, he was just a kid. But actually, he broke my heart into pieces. What can I say to a kid. Later I throw it out.
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| Shafeen with his birthday gift |
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| Shafeen (my 4 years old son) was moving fast, don't wanted to take picture on that moment |
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Shafeen and Tameem (my elder sister's son). Shafeen was 1 year and 7 months old. We were at Nandan,
which doesn’t exist anymore.
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| Shopping cart is always Shafeen's responsibility |
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| Shafeen liked tha penguin |
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| My elder sister Sharmin |
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| Shafeen at a shopping center |
