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Thursday, June 3, 2021

Biography 32: Baakhit



 In Alkaseem (Saudi Arabia) we lived in an extension of a clinic. It was at the end of the clinic. After our rooms, there was a high clay-made wall. We knew that was the house of a doctor from the clinic. His name was Baakhit. He came from Sudan or any other country, he was black. According to his culture, kids uses to call him by his name. His colleagues asked him to teach his kids to call him DAD/Abu (In Arabic). He had a couple of kids. Whenever anything needed at home his kids use to sit on the wall/roof and called him. We could see them and hear them clearly from our room.


The kids first started calling him by saying "Abu!". He didn't answer, maybe he wanted all to listen that his kids aren't calling him by his name. After a couple of times calling "Abu," they directly call, "Baakhit!". Whenever they called "Baakhit" he always replied immediately. He didn't want anyone to listen to this. :)


When we went to visit his house, we saw a clay-made two storied house. There were a couple of kids in the house. Some of them are teenagers, the rest were kids. In the front open area (In Bangla, uthan) there is a bed (In Bangla, choki). His wife was sitting on it. She welcomes us with a big smile. They were very nice and caring to us. She asked her older kids to bring food for us. Her children took very good care of the guests. When we left she said goodbye from that bed. She was overweighted. Someone told me, no one saw her walking or standing. She was always staying in bed.


The way I heard, I felt she is lazy, as she doesn't move, she became overweight. But now I'm thinking, maybe she has some medical condition, that's why she was in bed always.

Thursday, August 13, 2020

Biography 04: Names

 

PC: Unknown

PC: Unknown

I have born in Springtime. In Bangladesh, during Spring Shimul flower or Bombax ceiba commonly known as cotton flower blooms. This is a big tree and the flower’s colour is red. When the flower blooms no leaf stays and you can see only red. Later flowers produce cotton. Which used for making cushion locally.

 

Maybe on the basis of that my mom (May be) kept my name Shimul. Still, my family and relatives call me with this name. In my first passport, my name was Shimul Sultana. Later my youngest grandfather (Maternal, my mom’s youngest uncle) give me a new name “Shahana”. So, then I became Shahana Sultana. If I translate this name, it will be “Queen Princess”. This name didn’t continue for long. Before I get admitted to grade two in Bangladesh, my mom did the final change. She added my father’s name to me. So, from then I became Shahana Shafiuddin.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Let it be “Shorok” for the time being

Default wallpaper from my cell phone

From tomorrow my son’s final exam will be started. It’s very important for me J I am sitting 1 hour everyday with my son to help in his study. When I ask him tell me the six season’s name in Bangla. He says, “Grissho (Summer), Borsha (Rainy season), Shorok (Autumn), Hemonto(Late Autumn), sheet (Winter), bosonto (Spring)”. I tried to make him correct. It’s not “Shorok” (Road), it’s “Shorot” (autumn). But he can’t get my point. OK lets it be “Shorok” (Road), his tongue isn’t supporting him to say “Shorot” (Autumn).

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Shafeen found his Mita



“Shafeen” (my son) was 1 year and 7 months old boy. We went to “Bashundhara city shopping mall” at “Deshi Dash”. Where suddenly I heard a woman, is calling a baby by the name “Shafeen”. I asked her, is his name “Shafeen”. She said yes and that kid is also in same age. So, Shafeen found his Mita (same named people). My father said; let’s take a picture of them. Then the difficult part came, it was very difficult to make them stand in one place for just a click. My elder sister helped me to hold them for few second. But as they were moving picture didn’t came clear.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

False name in chat

When you chat several times you will find and feel that same guy is talking with you in different ID. I really don’t like it. But people likes it. May be this makes them feel like a invisible man. And sometimes people do it to annoy other people.