ভ্যাট এবং একটি কবিতা

কোনো বাসে আগুন ধরে নাই – ভাঙ্গা হয় নাই গাড়ি।
সহিংসতাহীন আন্দোলনে ছিলনা বাড়াবাড়ি।
কেউ এসে দিয়ে যায়নি বিরানির কোনো প্যাকেট –
সিটি কর্পোরেশন দিয়ে যায়নি মোবাইল টয়লেট!!

ফার্মের মুরগি বলে যাদের দিকে মারা হত তীর
যৌক্তিক আন্দোলনে সফল হয়ে আজকে তারাই বীর।

ভ্যাটের শতকরায় শিখেছেন অনেক হিসাব।
মন্ত্রির মাথায়ই আসলে ছিল জ্ঞানের অভাব।

তা নাহলে দেশ করার কারিগরদের অজ্ঞ কিভাবে বলে?
শিক্ষকদের আন্দোলন ও যাবে না বিফলে।

– হাসিবুল ইসলাম 

BandarBan Tour- March 26-29 (2008) – At a Glance

Tour Partners: Ashik, Mizan, Mushfiq, Ranku, Shafayat and Zea

Route: Dhaka – Chittagong – Bandarban – Chittagong – Dhaka.

Vehicles: Bus, Rented Car, Chander Gari & Rickshaw.

View Points at Bandarban: Shorno mondir (Golden Temple), Shoilo Propat (Rocky Fall), Tiger Hill, Shangu River, Chimbuk & NiliGiri

Details:

Day1: We started from the Saudia S. Alam Bus counter at Fakirapool. After a good Battle, our manager mushfiq managed ticket for the bus of 11 am. The bus was a real masterpiece and it was of the brand Mercedes Benz.

It was a total comfort inside it as we booked the most luxurious 6 seats. 6 seats because Mizan joined us the next day.

Anyway, it was a pleasant journey and we reached at CTG by 4. Ashik’s immediate elder brother Asif bhai booked the tickets for us for our Bandarban trip from CTG. Our bus started at 6 and we reached at around 9 pm. We knew that we’ll be out of mobile network while we’ll be there at Bandarban, therefore we contacted our home and conveyed our msgs. Mobile phone signal went out when we were about 5 km away from the Bandarban town. Anyway, we then went directly to a hotel and took our supper. We were a bit confused regarding where to stay. Ashik contacted with his friend Capt. Shahed who already booked a place for us to stay.

It was the Horticulture centre, just beside the Cantonment and the police line and it was around a 20 minutes ride by rickshaw. The place was very comfortable and silent as it was a bit out of the town. The arrangements were great although not luxurious. That night we went to bed at around 3 am as we kept talking about various private (!!) matters and ofcourse each of us got our turn to be pochafied…

We tried to plan for the next day but failed to do so. Anyway, we knew that there were restrictions on different parts of Bandarban as the cheif advisor was there to visit Bandarban. So we were a bit anxious on what would happen the next day.

Day 2:

We woke up at 8 am and it took us around 1 and a half hour to be prepared to go out. Then we went out of the horticulture centre for a lazy walk towards the Shorno Mondir (Golden Temple).

Zea convinced Ashik (As Ashik was not in a mood to walk as always) that it will take no more than 15 mins to reach the place, and believe it or not we reached after an hours walk and we had to climb very high to get some gorgeous views of the temple as well as other surroundings.

Then we got back to the horticulture and found that Mizan arrived there and waiting for us.

He didn’t miss much except for the funny talk in the previous night and the enchanting view of the temple. But he didn’t miss this fall also… ha ha ha…

Anyway, after taking a shower we started for the town and at around 1:30 pm we finally took our Brunch (Breakfast + Lunch). Although we were out of mobile network there were telephone shop every here and there at Bandarban and even beside the gate of Horticulture centre. They used mobile phones to communicate but with the help of high gain antenna. Anyway, after having the BRUNCH we were about to start for the shoilopropat and Tiger hill. But unfortunately we found there were no vehicles to take us to those places.

Atlast all we could manage was a CHANDER GARI (Very old toyota Zeep) and with a fare of taka 1000 (too high for a vehicle like chander gari). The scarcity was because of Cheif advisor’s trip to Bandarban and all the public transports were requisitioned. Anyway we started for the shoilo propat through chander gari and through a very hilly road. We reached shoilo propat quite comfortably and enjoyed every moment there. The place was a rocky place and a fall was there. The water was crystal clear and the local people even used the water for drinking as well as bathing.


Symbol of Bad Luck.. We almost lost our lives after an hour

After spending some unforgettable moments we started for the Tiger hill. We stopped at the resort of the Guide tours to have a look and to our amuse we found some of our NSU buddies there.

Then we started again for Tiger Hill. Just a kilometer after we started our vehicle went out of control as it was climbing down the hilly road. The driver lost the control completely and the zeep hit the hill at the left side where it could merely survive and stop. Had it gone towards the left when lost control, we were thousands of feet down and I doubt if anybody could trace our body. Thanks to Almighty Allah we survived that time. After getting down from the vehicle and looking at the fall that we missed we were really shocked to find that we were so close to the death that day.

Anyway after 4/5 km we changed our vehicle and this time it was another Chander Gari in a slightly better condition. The road towards Tiger hill was even more dangerous and crowded. However, we finally reached Tiger Hill and we found that all our sufferings were worthy enough after reaching the place.

It was the highest point around Bandarban town. Bandarban was more than a thousand and five hundred feet down from tiger hill. There was a nice watch tower right on top of Tiger Hill.

It reminded me the TIGER HILL in Darjeeling. That Tiger hill was also the highest point around Darjeeling and there were watch tower too. Anyway, from the tower we could even see the Bay of Bengal although it was more than 50 km away from where we were standing. After around an hour we started back for the Bandarban town.

Day 3:

Please Visit the following Link:
Bandarban Tour (Part 2) – Shangu cruise – NiliGiri – Random

Traditional NSUFRENDZ Iftaar party!!!

It has been a tradition of NSUFRENDZ (name of our group) to organize an iftaar party every year. The first party took place at Mashook’s (currently residing in Canada) place and that was the first ever g2g of our frendz group. Since then there’s been such a g2g as a form of Iftaar party most of which took place at Asif’s (we call him Khala Asif) place at the rooftop of Concord tower at Bangla motor. This year’s party and the last one held at Ripon’s place at Dhanmondi. We started our journey as university students and now many of us are working at reputed places. Yet they were able to join the party and it was a true fun. We, NSUFRENDZ, feel proud that we are a group which are still intact after getting detached from where we started. Not everybody could make their way this year because of time constraints and other unavoidable reasons. Still many of us were there and they were: Arif (cadet), Asif (Khala), Asad, Musfiq, Mizan, Ripon, Najah, Sharier, Sayeed (Syed Khandakar), Muntasir, Imran and myself obviously. Thanks to Ripon for such a nice evening!!!

Some of the moments:

Having Ice Cream!!!

Affection to Ice Cream!!! :

Me and Musfiq

A Shocking Story – A great loss…

Original writer: Faiek Fazal (BBA Student, NSU)

WE PROTEST!!

Reading the first few lines of this article will probably get you thinking that this is one of those same old boring articles trying to get a point out to the world, blah, blah, blah…. I assure you this is nothing like that. It takes a lot of nerves to sit down right now and write this article. Let me tell you why. I went to the Dhaka Medical College Hospital last night. Not some place anyone would like to go everyday, but unfortunately some of us are unlucky to end up there somehow or another.

Since you already heard the word hospital you can guess this is not going to be pleasant. Well I’m sorry to disappoint you but I have been left with no other choice. Last night one of our respected teachers has passed away. Everyone must go when their time comes, I’m not arguing about that. But how does it feel if that person is a young man in his early thirties? To make things worse he had no physical complications. The reason why he has passed away today is because he was murdered. Yes!! I repeat HE WAS MURDERED. A simple man living his day to day life was returning home, but he was unlucky to become one of the victims of our well known hijackers.

Do you know how people in distress are treated in Bangladesh? Let me help you if you don’t. Mr. Dewan Rahman Khan was a lecturer of North South University. He used to teach us accounting and management. He was a fun loving person. Someone you would love to become friends with and believe me when I say this none of his students will disagree to that statement. He had Iftar with our honorable Vice Chancellor and then took class from 7 till 8:20 pm. After classes he doesn’t roam about but rather goes straight back home. A couple of hours went by and his family members started to worry. His father-in-law went out to search for him. Tragedy struck when he found sir at Dhaka Medical College Hospital.

The police said they found him near the army stadium, but there was no reason for him to go in that direction, he lives in Dhanmondi. When his relatives arrived at DMC they found him locked in a room with no doctors or even nurses to aid him. His brothers cried for help. They looked everywhere for a doctor but no one came. The doctors have already announced him dead. His students ran and got oxygen for him. Some of them even said they could feel a pulse, but who cares? They tried to take him out to another hospital, they weren’t allowed. Apparently it’s the law. Funny, isn’t it? We have a law to take a person all the way from Uttara to DMC regardless of whether that person could have survived if he received treatment a few minutes earlier.

Two hours went by and a doctor finally came. But its no use he’s already long gone. Are these people actually doctors? Who gave them their degree? Oh opps maybe they are doctors with a degree and all but you know what I’ll let you in on a little secret. They’re not human beings.

Anyone reading this right now would agree with me right now a person’s life comes above all else. I guess the doctors at DMC disagree with us here. To them its already too late, “what’s gone is gone” I guess. Well what can we do? Nothing I guess. All of us just sat there outside the room and watched as Sir passed away in front of our eyes.

If you haven’t stopped reading yet I suggest you spend just 5 minutes of your life and read the rest of this article. This is a humble appeal to everyone out there – men, women, children, it doesn’t matter. Help us. Help us change the situation of this country.

What would you want to do if your brother, God forbid, passed away. Wouldn’t you want to wash his body and make all preparations for his burial? Poor Mr. Dewan’s family isn’t that lucky tonight. They have to wait till the morning when someone performs an autopsy. Why cant they just do that now? Well there’s no one to do it. Ridiculous isn’t it? Why’d you keep the hospital then? There’s no doctors to attend the patients, there are no doctors to perform an autopsy, there even isn’t someone to get a freaking oxygen cylinder!!

As we stood there weeping. A police van came along. They brought three men in handcuffs. One screaming at the top of his lungs in pain. They were brought here for medical treatment. Now here’s the interesting part. Let me take you through the procedures. The men stood there as the police officers shook hands with numerous people. Then they went and filled up some register books and then everyone just stood there. 20 minutes already gone by. No one came to treat the men. Guess it was too much to ask for or they’re criminals why should they be treated?

As for the people who did this to our beloved sir I hope you’re literate enough to read this. How could you be so cruel? How could you do something so inhuman? You want the cell phone? Take it. You want the wallet? Take it. Take everything for god’s sake, but why do you have to kill someone for it. Doesn’t anyone ever think about the consequences? What will happen to his wife? They were married for just a couple of years. What will happen to his father? His mother? Will all her screams and tears bring her loved one back?

Sir was strangled to death and then dropped in front of army stadium where the police apparently picked him up from. They found spices in his eyes I’m guessing the muggers rubbed it in so that he couldn’t see their faces.

As for NSU Authority congratulations you just lost another great teacher. Because you can not assure a safer transport system for your faculty members which would cost you lesser then half the amount of 1 students semester fee.

NSUCC vs NSUSS Football Fiesta..

There was a match between NSUCC (NSU Computer Club) vs NSUSS (NSU Shangskritik Shangathan) today. The match took place in the Banani DOHS ground, which is moderately a big enough ground. NSUCC vs NSUSS match has always been a fascinating event to watch, as both the club are like rivals in the sports arena. Last time the result of the football match between NSUCC and NSUSS was in favor of NSUSS. This time NSUCC overpowers NSUSS by beating them by a solitary goal. I played in this match. After a poor performance in the last tournament (Six-a-side), I wasn’t initially selected for the NSUCC team. But it’s the NSU authority who has given me a chance to play this match by putting final exam today ;), therefore, when many a selected players were busy with their exams, I went into the field probably at the 15 minutes time, and played as a SUBSTITUTE. I had to do nothing except for guiding a very good pass into the net of the opponent. Yes, I scored the goal and thanks to Anup bhai for such a nice pass. I couldn’t play much because of the same old problem of mine, STAMINA… No one could score another goal in the later part of the game. In the end, we won by that particular goal scored by myself. Thanks to our goal keeper, ASAD, for his superb defense and restricting NSUSS scoring atleast three sure goals. Rony bhai played superb as usual, infact he was the playmaker. Ashik is a solid defense and also a very good user of his head, and almost scored a goal. Munta seemed to me a bit tired today although he had to make a lot of ground. The junior’s panel- Roni (jnr), Fahmi, Shuvro, Chhoton, priom and Oronno played really well. Anup bhai was the man to watch in today’s match and also lets not forget MILTON… Riyadh’s STAMINA is not that better than mine, but he played well. Alamin has been the most lucky manager for us. We won all the matches that he stayed with us and played with us. We should have won by more than three goals difference but still we are happy with the way we won.  And I am also happy with myself, because the last two goals of mine helped my team win two consecutive matches. Lastly, I should thank all our supporters, who went to support us and provide a moral boost. Special thanks to our only female supporter at the venue, Brishti, who’s roar really was distinct among all our supporters.

Six-A-Side football tournament by NSUCC

I played in the team of “Buiras” today in the six-a-side football tournament organized by NSUCC. All the matches took place at the HAWA Bhaban ground. And you know what, we proved that “old is gold”… Yes, we are the champion… It was nice playing with old pals and we enjoyed it… Rony Bhai, Ahsan bhai, Mishuk bhai, Alamin, Muntasir, Riyadh, Zea, Shurid and myself- This was the team combination. Anup Bhai, Saimon (bibahito), Komol, Jubayer and ASHIK were beside us supporting in all possible ways. Thanks to our female member of the team- SIFA for scoring against the female opponents of the other teams. In the final match, we beat the Spartans in the Tie breaker 3-2. prior to that, the match was leveled at 2-2. And the interesting part is, the deciding goal of the tie breaker came from my shot. ;)… But I am not happy with my performance. I played really bad and missed many opportunities. However, this is because of the lack of stamina, which I’ll overcome soon Inshallah… Finally thanks to NSUCC for a wonderful event like this…