The Diary of Dhaka's Day-Dreamer

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Morning shows the day. This picture was taken on 8:30am at Abul Mama's tea stall. Can someone give me any idea what this is all about? And can someone tell me who are these Idiots? Here is the full detailed information. I just don't understand, if you guys need money why don't you get a part-time Call-Center job. There's plenty. Why do you need to take money from friends (AIUBians)? Ethically its wrong to take money for helping out others.

Sometimes I wonder I'll never understand the people around me. I'm not writing regularly because I couldn't find any reason why, people would want to know about only my personal views about everything about me. But somehow I figured out that if I never tell anyone about the overwhelming thoughts running inside my mind, I'll die. And I don't feel shame to admit that I am a coward. I am really scared to die. But there are some things which just cann't be told to anybody. Then my pen helps me. I talk with it. I never got any single thing in my life with pure luck. Not even friends. I had to earn everything. Somehow, I can't figure it out, but my first impression on any person is very bad. So, people are not much interested to make friends with me. That's why I have to earn their friendship. And that's why I am always scared to loose them. And that's why may be I'm always trying to pull them too hard towards me. And that's why sometimes, this...

There are some moments in life, when very simple things get a completely new look. Have you ever wondered why this happen? Again, in very few moments, people are lucky enough to catch the moment for ever. I think this is one of those preserved moment, when just a simple road lamp changed the whole meaning of the people below.

There are some people, some peculiar people, who likes me. I don't know if it's good-luck or bad-luck. Maybe it's peculiar luck. There are some guys who thinks, they need a little extra attention, which nobody is giving. Sometimes, I'm really confused with these guys. Are they suffering from inferiority-complex or superiority-complex. Most of the time I'm satisfied with the fact that, they are better (at least, they think) than other. And they want to be popular among others. These types of people are always trying to get attention from others. You might come across some of these types. (They are not very rare specimen in a world swarming or rather overflowing with people.) You could meet them virtually in any place. They are the type who are always trying to be little louder without any apparent reason, might have some flashy outfit or flashy outlook. In whatever form you see them, you'll find all off them are doing the same thing. They are shouting...

Go upside down

What's the best place for sleeping? Specially, after sleeping for 10 hours on the previous day? I have some peculiar juniors who somehow are very fond of me. Maybe I'm also very peculiar myself. But, I won't argue with them who says I look peculiar because of so many peculiarities around me. ;-) Anyway, back to the story... I have a junior whom I have named Rishi. One of my friends took it a step further and named him, Riko (short for Rishi Koel). The word Rishi refers to the spiritual leaders engaged in deep meditation in the caves of Himalyas. But this guy is not any better in spirit than me. The reason behind getting this name is he deliberatly tries not to talk. I mean, he doesn't talk with anybody unless it is extreme emergency situation. And he even tries to avoid this also. If you ask him about this, he'll say that he doesn't like to talk. But we know (after knowing him long enough) that he likes to talk very much. But deliberately avoids it, jus...