Sunday, July 27, 2014

Writing and Life: Off Topic

Life is weird.

Sometimes you want to break down the rules, the balance to set yourself free. Today, I was about to write a very informative post about a sustainability workshop I attended in Nepal, but don't know why I felt like talking about something else, breaking off the rules and the pattern I was maintaining since the month of February.

It's been six months, since I'm writing this blog. I started with no particular mission, trust me. It was a rather fun for me to write about the things that were so precious to me. Whether those experiences were good or bad, still I wanted to preserve those as a treasure. That feeling motivated me towards writing, and by existing in a very digitalized world, I started blogging.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

We Call It Group Hug!

A hug is the perfect gift- one size fits all and nobody minds if you exchange it. ” 
― Irvin Ball

'Hug', more or less everyone knows and experienced it.

For me, hug is the cure when my lips are tired of smiling..
hug is the remedy when I am breaking inch by inch inside..
hug is the amplifier of the sparkling of joy..
and hug is the tear of both happiness and sorrow that you never shed but you share..

Friday, July 18, 2014

Orientation Day : Starting 'Phase Learn'

Good Morning Nepal!

I really hoped to sleep well, but I guess my mind did not want to set itself in a new place so quickly. So when I heard Anh waking up in the morning my eyes were opened automatically. Then I realized it's not morning at all! The vague beams of sun had not yet succeeded to pierce through the blackish night. The dawn had just began. Perhaps because of lack of sleeping I felt slight irritation. 

I heard Anh getting ready, perhaps she took a shower, washed her clothes and I felt everything happening under a thin layer of sleep. Sometimes I woke up asking her "What time is it? or What is happening?" sort of questions. 

Sunday, July 13, 2014

You Never Know When The Journey Start/Who Will Become A Part Of Your Heart!

First Encounter With Vietnam

It was a night full of meeting new people!
I woke up hearing urgent knocks on my door. I tried to comprehend my surroundings, the place, time and realized that the girl from Vietnam had returned.

I woke up having the slight irritation that I had to shift my things all over again. Anyway, I hoped that the room was better than this one!

And finally I met my room-mate!
Pham Nguyen Thuy Anh
Very complicated name -_-
Her name was Anh. My first impression was already made when I came to know she was just gone to visit some place after stepping into the country! I was like, "well, she must love to explore very much!" and when I finally met her, I found a pretty face with a very sweet smile, a simple being, but somewhere still struggling to break some shells, to know what is still unknown, to find that is still unseen. She was thoughtful, and organized; that was all in short!

Meanwhile Khalid came and informed that he is sharing room with one Indian and one Pakistani participant and I congratulated him on getting neighbors in this foreign country ! I came to know their names from Khalid, the guy from India, his name was Sabbithi Pavan, and the other guy from Pakistan, his name was Shakeel Khan. I wondered when we will be actually meeting!

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Getting Started : Meeting New People

Happy, Finally!

I heard that I will be sharing room with the girl from Vietnam, and although she had already arrived and gone to visit some place with the room locked, so for now I would have to stay in another room.

Finally Happy!
The room they took me to was big enough, with wide space; one single bed and one double. A table, chair, wardrobe, hanger and a mirror on the wall. Big windows, with front views and loads of wind, it was good.
but all of a sudden I felt a little bit alone and weirdly quite relieved, that I have at least made it to the place I should be!

You are never sure of life. Life can take you to any place, life can make you do anything and life can break your any illusion you thought to be a concrete fact and life is something that is awesome to the best as well as terrible to the worst!

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Pasa Yard : My First Home In Nepal

Surprise On Landing!

It took a long time to get our visa. Though my happiness was doubled when I came to know that Nepal offers free VISA for every first-timer-visitors from SAARC countries! I went to take some selfies to celebrate my joy !

A Happy Selfie at Tribhuvan International Airport

I really liked that, it was just like honoring your neighbors who have come to visit your home for the first time. I heard that phrase used for several times "Atithi Narayan" (Guest is as honorable as a God) but that's the first time I had seen a nation demonstrating it's true meaning :)

Friday, July 4, 2014

Welcome To Nepal : A Step Towards Sustainability & The Mighty Himalaya

“Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be.Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar, and you'll live as you've never lived before...”
-  Erich Fromm

Khalid Yahea
In the airport I met the other participant from Bangladesh, who was travelling with me, Khalid Yahea; He obtained LL.M Degree from Department of Law at University of Dhaka and recently joined in Bangladesh University as a lecturer; a promising youth leader but still a playful child inside. :) I was happy to have such a companion for the journey and sometimes it's really comforting to have someone with whom you can talk to in your own language!


Anyway, the flight was almost on time though I was not worried very much. It only takes 1 hour and something to reach Kathmandu from Dhaka.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

An Exotic Trip To Nepal : International Sustainability School 2014

A Clumsy Goodbye From Home

14 June, 2014

My sister in law laughed at my sight,

"you truly look like a traveler, except for your face. It seems like you are going to attend an exam by your expression!"

I did not remember quite clearly how I felt before leaving for the airport, but I am sure I did not feel very well. Father suggested me to come back after one or two days by judging my facial gestures.Well, that's the thing I hate about myself that I always feel sick at the very moment I actually have to move on. Happens in every single case. However, I have gradually developed something within myself that prevents me from stopping and I really wonder how long I have to move on to discover what I really want, what I actually need and what is the thing that would feed my soul..