Story from Fahmia-1

You can play Jumpy and dance together, it is so much fun. You can hop like a bunny in the weekend because it is so much fun. Yaa-hooo go on a vacation to Hawaii because it is beautiful and you can show that you really care.

B.Baria-2

B.Baria missionary school was a coeducation school but all teachers were ladies. We called our teachers "didi". Didi's were so good so dedicated to the students that no one of us could go without proper learning.

This was time before 80s. That was within ten years of our liberation war. People did not have abandon of money to spent and particularly in a town like B.Baria. Many families were depending on government "Reshon". Like our families at that time, our dress materials education materials had the indication of shortage.

We did not have money to buy ice cream in the leisure period. Ice cream was the only luxury item for us. Those were like "Lathi Ice" the colored ice cream and cost us 10-25 paisa. Sometimes we could manage the paisa to buy that from our parents which was not very easy. There was a special type of ice cream of 50 paisa, and I can rember I never had the opportunity to buy one.

I should say our school was ahead of the time. In school we had our own desk and chair placed by the roll number. We had our own lock and key to keep our books and other belonging in that desk. I brought all my good crayons and toys from home to that desk. At that age I had a showing tendency, I liked to show my good things to my mates.

Purano sei

B.Baria-1

B.Baria, a small district town in Bangladesh. This is where I spent about five years in my very early life. For many reasons this town influenced me for rest of my life. Even now whenever I close my eyes, look back my old days, I easily can see the a town where I was living close to Kurulia Khal.

As my father was working in Roads and Highway, we used to live in government quarters. In B.Baria we lived in a quarter close to Kurulia Khal. This canal is connecting two big rivers, Titash and Megna. This is the canal where I used to swim round the year. I was expert in crossing the canal from one side to other. In winter there was less water flow but in summer or during flood it became like big rivers.

In the quarters where we lived in B.Baria was the place where few other same age boys and girls were living. There were stocks of Rod, sands and stone was piled in that compound. These were the raw materials for road construction. All these raw materials made a very god place for us to play. For us it was like a very good play ground.

At that time I was going to Christian Missionary School. This was best primary school in the town. It was about half a mile from our compound. This half a mile I walked up and down for about five years. This travelling was quite fun along with all other same age mates. Along this half mile path, at that age there was two milestone for us-first one was reaching to the stadium and the second one was reaching to a big banyan tree close to SDO compound.

A day begins

It is another day. When I am writing, a new morning already started. Today is Sunday. We have enough time to sleep. I saw in my home, every one is still sleeping. I did not ask anyone to woke up.

It is another beautiful summer morning. Today the sky is complete blue, even no cloud there. From my apartment at one side I see the mountain view, the other side is ocean inlet. Across the ocean I can see the down town, Stanley park and if I don't want to see these two I can see the ocean. The color of the ocean depends on the color of the sky. Today undoubtedly it got it's best color.

My wife Urmi, a wonderful lady. I wish she was sitting with me in this wonderful morning.

This morning I was listening

Another morning

It is 7:30 now, early in the morning, a new day started. A sunny and shiny morning. When I see the Grouse mountain from my window the morning gets a different appeal. Specially today with a mix of black and green look from here in this sunny day, I feel the attraction inside.

I see green leaves just down to my apartment, so green that shining in the sun, a bird is just flying from one side to other, a seagull just completed a sound less flying, I hear a crow just stopped. The blue sky gave enough space for white clouds that they could fit in very nicely. I see the bounties of almighty all around. Thanks Him who allowed me to live in his creation.

I am starting an inspiring day.

A famous Nazrul Geeti by Talat Mahmud (Nishi bhor holo...) my favorite in the morning

Fahmia, the small wonder!

Fahmia is growing. She is growing faster than I expected. I was sitting with her today while she was reading a book. I am surprised, she could read the book very well. My eight year small girl is really getting bigger.

Fahmia, most of the time she is restless. She probably first jumped in the left to get something and then immediately to the right for another. Always so active.

It is not very long when she started to speak. She had a very nice accent, the way she spoke was very nice, you just could not avoid.

When I look at her, I see her eyes still not very confident but hands are very tight. She stands very straight and speaks fluently. Her head is high with black eyes. I clearly see she can not be defeated. She does not do studies seriously but I know this is not going to last, she will be a very good student and sincere citizen.

Good luck my child

Here is a song for her from me

Here is another one

In Kelowna

While we entered Kelowna, we were lost. We couldnot find our hotel in the GPS. This is a very interesting device. I depend on it so much. I hardly use any map and sometimes I find the map very difficult. Always I need to read the road marks, not very easy.

GPS makes the mistake in very crucial times. For example, after driving 500km we are very tired, we need some rest need to go to hotel. But GPS does not work, it can not find the hotel. Very interesting problem, then you need to go to the gas station ask someone about the hotel address. Not only that, you need to follow all road marks and go back to old map version!

In Kelowna it did not happen, we found our hotel easily by just looking around. It was a Best Western hotel. I entered confidently. My young son and daughter was with me. I was just waiting in the loby and there was a pool very close to the loby. Farhan and Fahmia were very active towards the pool. They started to think this was a very nice hotel and they were happy to be there. But I am waiting and no one was

there in the front desk. It is about 10 minutes. My wife and my mother came out

and set in the loby sofa. It seems we will just go to the room and clean beds are inviting to get rest. At the end after about 15 minutes one guy show up. He checked my last name. There is no reservation. I was surprised, for

sure I did book the hotel. Then the guy explained probably our booking is at a different Best Western hotel. Then he gave a me a road map how can I go there without the GPS. He said it is a 20 minute wonderful drive.

Any way the driving was very normal until we saw the bridge across the

lake. A bridge crossing the Okanagan lake, blue water, speedboats, small waves .. mind blowing.