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Chittagong Revisited

Timeline: Jan 15 – Jan 19

I reached the port city on Sunday evening, on the very comfy Shohag Volvo Bus. I stayed at Asian SR Hotel this time, and I’m extremely happy about their service. It’s very apparent that the hotel authority has taken extra special care in training the staff. The room was great, so was the food! The hotel has a bar as well, and I tried out some Chinese liquor!

I’ll skip the reason why I went there, since it will only bore you. Instead, I’ll leave you with a few impressions and observations I had about the city of Chittagong.

Chittagong Railway Station

– With so many small and not-so-small hills around, the natural scenery of the city is a truly magnificent. It’s an old city, and the buildings and the oak trees bearing the sign of it. One of the attractions of the city is Patenga sea beach, which is about 10 km away from downtown. This small beach has increased the beauty of the city by a large scale. Foy’s Lake is another attraction, and it’s a very romantic place to visit!

– No offence, but people in Chittagong speak in a weird dialect! I should better call it a language, since it has a very little similarity with Bengali. If Sylhety and Dhakaiya is considered a language, then it should be counted the same way.

– Since there are numerous hills all over of the city, setting up point to point wireless connectivity can be very tedious and expensive. Putting up a 180 feet (almost 55 meter) tower on top of a 10-storied building is a lot of money! In case of DSL/ADSL, cables get stolen regularly and therefore the ISPs only provide connection within 1.5 km diameter of their POP! One ISP guy told me that their fiber optic cable got stolen! How pathetic!

– Chittagonians seemed to be very conservative (read: Islamic). Foreign Muslim preachers stayed this part of the world since centuries (they used to come mostly from Middle East on waterways). I’ve seen a very few young women on the roads, even in the posh areas of the city. Most of the women wear borkas, which is an Islamic dress (usually black) that covers the entire body except for fingers and eyes. I always thought men hated shopping, but Chittagonian men seemed to do it with a lot of enthusiasm! Since I found guys buying sari, cosmetics and ornaments, I’m sure they lock their wives at home and buy the ladies’ products themselves! Very strange breed of men! Another important point of their conservativeness: I found only a handful couples dating around at the parks or at the romantic hillside spots.

– There are too many graveyards around, at least one in every five kilometers. What a terrible waste of land!

– When I went to Chittagong for the first time in October, when the CNG 3-wheelers didn’t had fair meters. Transport authority forced them to install meters, but the drivers don’t want to use them since it wouldn’t be possible to overcharge the passengers any more! Fucking thieves!

– Since there isn’t much cars around, there isn’t any traffic jam in the city except for the road in front of the sea port, and it’s a valid reason. But still, this jam is nothing compared to the jams of Elephant Road, Mogbazar, or Motijheel in Dhaka!

Any how, I’m way too tired now, and I seriously need to get some sleep. Before I go to bed, here’s a little yucky fact for you guys:

Chittagong, also known as Chattagram, Chatgaa, and Chattrala has the largest homosexual population in Bangladesh!

A Topsy-Turvy Love Story

Location: Pizza Hut, Gulshan
Time: 14:30

I found myself smiling as a 23-year young lady wearing an orange Kamiz rushed towards me. Once a pony tailed teenage girl going crazy for me looked so matured — time can bring so much difference!

The girl who brought so much difference in me once again sat in front of me, talking. This girl helped me to gain self-esteem, guided me through the most difficult of times, taught me to confront obstacles, tutored me the art of kissing, exposed me a whole new world of Bengali lifestyle, enlightened me with her unconventional thoughts, and made me to dream of having my very own family.

While we took a little walk down the lane beside Pizza Hut, I grabbed her hand. Suddenly, I felt a spasm down my spine. My knees felt so weak. And her? She shivered. She said she can’t walk any more.

We headed to Quirky’s place.

We made out. I relished kissing and caressing her all over the body. My lips went warm and my body felt tingly. It was a state of bliss. She nibbled on my ears, which used to be my favourite thing! That very familiar smell from her body made me to feel like holding her for an eternity. Wish only I could.

No matter how much she wants, no matter how much I want, we’ll never be able to live together; both our primary reason is our religion. I wish she gets over me soon and I hope the same for me! Love bites, it really does!

Mission Video Editing

I went to Proshika’s training center at Manikgonj to assist my boss on his video editing project. Nine American exchange students paired up with fourteen Bangladeshi peers, and created five short and not-so-short documentaries on the lifestyles of Bangladeshi villagers. Our mission was to edit these videos and to make them presentable!

Video Editing at Manikgonj

Our mobile editing team consisted of my boss Jack Welch and me, and we used 3 laptops and some high-end software to do so. It took the whole day to edit the videos; and by supper time, we were ready. We hooked one of the laptops to a 29″ TV and showed the documentaries to the kids and the RI battalion who were accompanying them.

My boss dropped me home at midnight — it took one and a half hour to get back to Dhaka.

Let 2006 rock you!

The year 2006 is finally here! As with all new years, it’s time for a new beginning, dawning of new hopes, and of an opening of a new horizon. Happy new year everyone, wishing you all peace, prosperity and happiness! Hope 2006 rocks you all!

I had a rocking time yesterday with Deep and his friends at Uttara, we blew firecrackers worth over a thousand bucks. All the cellular networks got jammed as usual and it was difficult to reach others. My ex sent me a SMS at 20:30 and got it at 23:30! Gush, I’m sure she thought I was ignoring her!

Ignoring the biting cold we stayed at the roof top till 1:00 and then we went to downstairs when 2 of the guys started spilling out naughty jokes for an hour… and gush, the jokes were hilarious! We went to “Sector 7” (which happens to be a pool club) at 2:00 and partied till 4:30 in the morning. Before going back to Deep’s place, one the guys and I went to grab a cup of tea at a nearby tea stall, which is really close to Uttara police station. Night life at some parts of the city is so different!

For me, 2005 was a happening year with lot of achievements. I hope 2006 would be even better! Here’s my not-so-secret plan for this year:

  • Publish the Linux Magazine as planned
  • Getting either a new tech job or starting a tech or media related business
  • Organizing at least:
    • One ramp show (preferably international)
    • One model hunt program
    • Five workshops on Linux and FLOSS
    • One rally / procession to celebrate the spirit of FLOSS
    • Software Freedom Day 2006
  • Writing up at least 15 Linux related articles for magazines and news papers
  • Saving at least five hundred thousand tak
  • Learning a foreign language
  • Visiting at least two countries

I’ve always kept my goals high, but this time I’ve made the list simple and realistic. I love surprises, and for me, the joy of getting something unexpected is higher than what I would usually expect. So let’s see what 2006 brings for me! Let the ride begin! Amen!

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