Archive for July, 2008

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Sunday, May 27, 2007

kano jani..
Current mood: blah

oi j jhorer megher

koley brishti ashey mukto keshe

achol khani dole..dole..dole…

oi j jhorer megher…

ori gaaner tale tale

aam e jaam e

shirsho shaler nachon lage

patay patay akulo kollolley, kolloley, kolloley..

oi j jhorer megher…

koley…

amar dui akhi oi shurey

jay hariye

shojol dharay

oi chhayamoy durey..durey..durey

bhije haway theke theke

kon shathi mor jay j deke

akla diner buker bhitor bethar tufan doley..doley..doley

oi j jhorer megher…….

khub kichu likhte ichha korlo..akhon dekhi ghum ashtese…porey aro likhbo.

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Wednesday, July 05, 2006

…to Bangladesh and back…
Current mood: anxious

so ive been home for over a month now. dunno where all my time went i thot this summer is gonna b looooong as hell but no, it slipped through my fingers. i have about a month and a week left and ill b back in the US..all miserable once again. well at least i have something to look forward to in the US…medical check ups (well wudnt say im looking forward to it but im hoping its going to be a little positive)…looking forward to angadz crazyness.to spending some lone time wit jr and talkin my heart out and to see shandy and xiao ting and jordan and arnold and mayo and barbie and lindsey and big dave and matt…and of course finnally b in ra’s arms! peepz u wont blive it..i have forgotten how to kiss coz i havent kissed in so long. lol.

ok so lets talk abt home..everything is just abt the same xcept i have one floor to myself (4th floor mind u its like an oven up thr) and all the luxuries needed like fone tv computer cell fone dvds art supplies music camera etc. mom n dad live on the 3rd floor and guess what all our old maids left (but one) so now i dont have rupali and shonali (my two personal maids) anymore and i gotta iron my own clothes and wash my under garments myself..(DANG it sux) and there’s nobody running back and forth up and down the stairs and bringing me snacks n drinks every now and then so yeh it sorta sux. but anywho im loving each and every moment of everything. am reading all my old books and am working at unitrend (its an ad agency)

work is good at times and bad at times. thr r some ppl here i enjoy working with and talking and hangin out and thr r some who get on my freakin nerves. what amazes me is how immature most ppl r in dhk specially those arnd my age..its a shocker im tellin u. anywho wutz best abt work is having net access and thats the reason y blogging is still possible.

lets talk abt dhaka…my old dhaka city is still the same. beautiful. ive been taking some pics here and thr and very soon ill put em up on facebook. havent really gone arnd much this time coz work has been keeping me tied but the journey to n frm work is more or less enuff to keep me happy.

s is this unknown person who i absolutely have fallen in love with. i cant tell you all details but rohena has yet again found a soul mate. he is sooo my type.the way we think, the way we connected the first day we met its just amazing. i will talk abt him in details in anotha blog but yeh, s n rohena r definitely a hit pair.

well dats abt it for now. imma keep yall updated. for now boss is calling.sooooo adios.

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Monday, February 13, 2006

a valentine or such
Current mood: excited

where have all the flowers gone?

young girls picked them every one.

where have all the young girls gone?

gone to young men every one.

where have all the young men gone?

gone for soldiers every one.

where have all the soldiers gone?

gone to the graveyard every one.

when will they ever learn?

when will they ever learn???

– kingstone trio

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i feel sooo happy today…feel like im flying everywhere…i dunno why…the air just seems to light, i feel younger.

im seeing my dad after 7 months…im excited :) my dad isnt my favorite person in this world but him visiting my world seems to excite me…life is soo weird isnt it?

im at work now..this old lady just delivered these beautiful flowers to this chick named caitlin o neal who lives here..theyre sooo pretty and on top o them theyre frm her mommy…which makes it even better..

life’s soo beautiful..its sad  dat im so miserable most of the time dat i dont seem to notice…oh well…what can u do right?  :o)

wish my mom was here..i cant wait to see her…i miss her soo much..:(

ok here we go again…cant b sad today..not today!

jibon ta ato modhur..kintu ato chhoto kano?

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Friday, January 20, 2006

…fretting over whats not mine…
Current mood: melancholy

have u ever thought about losing something dat belongs to you ever so dearly?

what ever it was…you loved it…you loved each and every moment..you cherished every second of it..you know you did..

yet it slipped from in between your fingers and you knew it..you saw it…and most of all you felt it…

and you tried and tried..with all your heart and might..

you cried and cried..

and at a point gave up…

coz it was too late…

u were already in love….

no wait you were tooo deeply in love….

only knowing one day you would…you just would HAVE to let it go

you fell in love knowing it will slip from in between your fingers…

you knew you would have to taste those tears one more goddamn time…

you thought you wouldnt try to stop it did u?

what were you thinking?

silly you…

silly me..

silly silly me.

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Saturday, December 17, 2005

happy/unhappy 21st
Current mood: scared

i realized something today..ive never been so alone.never have i ever been just by myself for days. ive always had people around me yet ive been a loner at heart and today when there is nobody arnd i feel like somebody is ripping parts of me apart.

today is my 21st birthday and guess what…i am completely by myself in my apartment. my bf had to leave this morning and that by itself is terrible in my opinion. im sooo used to seeing his face before falling asleep and waking up and seeing him first in the morning that when i dont, i go crazy. my friends, well i have very very very few friends – just a few people i bother keeping in touch with. to say the truth if it wasnt for angad and jr, i have no “friends” at winthrop. so yeh there’s nobody i can go to and confess that im scared to stay in my apartment just by myself can i please stay here for the nite?

sooo angad is 21 today as well. its “our” birthday and so he had to leave for greenville. jr is at his place he might come by later.i dont think he knows its my bday. and being the person i am, i sure wont tell him. in my opinion, birthdays shudnt be as important as they are today. but yeh something abt my birthday makes me really really sad.

i talked to my parents this morning and my dad told me to get a cake. i miss my home soo much today. even if there’s nobody home, even if its just me and the maids – home is home. and when theres my mom and dad and my bhaiya and my bhabi, its the perfect family.

and then there are my friends who always remember my birthday. there’s priti, no matter where in the world she is she always calls me on my birthday, there’s zubi, d, fahim, zahid n a couple o others who know it by heart and never forget to wish me. and there are those who remember my bday as the day after 16th dec (victory day) and wish me. and then there are real friends. LAMU for one. she never forgets!she just never forgets!

she always comes to visit me on my bday, brings whatever she can just makes me soo happy. and there’s iram, i miss her so much today coz during those years when there was nobody beside me on my bday - she was there. maybe i should mention tanisha here – last yr on this day we celebrated with alcohol and weed in bangladesh. today we dont even talk.

life….teaches us soo much.doesnt it?when i look back at myself over the past 21 yrs..i cant describe how much ive changed. from the happy go lucky rohena to a bitter apathetic rohena- from the extremely depressed anorexic rohena to the madly in love with ra rohena…

ra gave me the sweetest surprise last nite. i dont think anybody has ever tried to make me happy the way ra does. i cant thank Allah enough for giving me all that He has. He’s given me ra and i think that’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. when i think of the future it scares me so much. i can never hurt ra – if i do, i deserve the worst punishment possible.

soooooo with no ra, no angad, no jr, no lamu, no iram, no moo, no tanisha, no shafi, rupali, shonali, anjoli, bobita, no jhal muri and cha, no birthday cake, i think i shud go cry myself to sleep now.

its me rohena, officially 21 saying, peace out.

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Wednesday, November 02, 2005

aka EPS
Current mood: nauseated

i ran into evan twice this week…he was staring at me today when angad n i walked past him…i just got back to my room now n im not surprised he unblocked me on aim..

just when things were so great n i was settling down so well with ra..evan had to come back into my life….

such is life.

the good and bad..

the ups and downs..

the evans and the rahs, the shaons and oscars.

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Monday, October 10, 2005

KWH
Current mood: crappy

work…at fucking 7 30 AM?!?!

dammit

i sooooooooooo hate my desk job..not only do i hv the most fucked up hours…all the freakin RAs are after my life all the freakin time…god only knows what i hv done to deserve such behavior…aaaaahhh…bhalo laage na!!

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Thursday, October 06, 2005

The UnKnOwN GrAvE iN aN uNkNoWn LaNd
Current mood: amused

“Remember Me As You Pass By

As You Are Now So Once Was I

As I Am Now So Must You Be

Prepare For Death And Follow Me”

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This little poem has mesmerized me. One of my closest friends, by the name of Samir, found it carved on a gravestone in Barisal, a small district in Bangladesh. Who wrote it and why it was on a grave stone in the middle of nowhere I dont know. But I want to know. It intrigues me to think that some philosophic Bangladeshi wrote it in such style and such humour but what really strikes the cord is why is it written in English? Could it have been a British grave? Don’t know.

I can ask Samir which graveyard he had been to and visit it in winter when I go back to Bangladesh. Im sure I will find the grave that bears this poem there, amongst many other unknown graves. But at times I do think some mysteries are better unsolved. Thinking about that beautiful person who wrote this piece makes me smile today but what if I find out the person who wrote this was some child abuser sex offender Pakistani rapist military soldier?

Nahh..I’d rather not. I like going to bed thinking some white man loved my country soo much that he decided to go to sleep forever somewhere in la la land and left this poem, a part of him for people like me who will wonder, night after night, about his identity.

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Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe

posted : 28th August, 2006 at 3:08 AM

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It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

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work sweet work
Apr 21, 2006 5:02 AM
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so im finally working again….:) after like 2 months of being completely pennyless (i was living off ra’s meal plan) now im a security assistant earning like 50 bucks a night..well all that sux is i have to be awake all night and god im so fucking bored…still have 3 hrs to go….

2moro a chick frm my advertising class and i have to sit down and create 4 ads…aaaaaaah im already dreading it…and she plans on working on a mac…im like yeh rite i hate those things…!i havent done any art work in like months now…not even photoshop…im just hoping her photoshop skills are better than mine…:D

these days ra has no mealplan and i have no money and we eat once a day..when i get back frm class i usually cook something..its pretty amazing how we pig out on anything in the name of food nowdays…we got fried chicken today and both of us ate too much and then fell flat on the bed…we were soo freaking exhausted it was funny as hell…

its been really rainy the past few days and ive been craving khichuri…couldnt cook coz i had no rice…today ra me n angad went to harris teeter and picked up some rice but yeh didnt hv the energy to cook..maybe sometime over the weekend…i got this nasty ass chiken ravioli by STouffers…its soo disgusting i feel like throwing it away and i probably will…ewww..wut a waste of 3 bucks..

today is the 2nd day that ra and i r away at night even tho we are on campus since we have been 2gether…the first day was like a month back when he was all mad at me coz i was abt to meet up w/ this guy who was interested in me..later on he begged me to come over but i was like fuck it…both us couldnt sleep all nite and cried…i love him so much…im missing him like hell now..:(:(:(

oh well such is life…aite imma go try to watch a movie or sumthn..am attaching a pic frm our last photoshoot..just ra n me..:)

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