Thank you for being you !

Thank you
Not just two words
Thank you , spoken from the heart
Thank you , say I , know you are
Its gratiutude crafted as art .
Thank you! For what YOU do and be ( gracious)
Thank you . Its what i feel .
Thank you is my words of love for you
Thank you , as rare as I kneel.
Thank you . I do as I write
You know but may not notice
Thanks to you , my heart is filled every moment
For now, these two words shall suffice .

Drowned in music !

Music has been my one and only medicine against the most infective disease known to man( and woman ,I guess) ! I am stuck, yet again. At a point where I am suppose to persue vigorously , either my career in Public Health or a suitable life partner.

I wonder sometimes! Is it practical to just carry on with your other dreams while time passes by? I don't know. All I know is that I am feeling very lonly these days .

My evenings are full with activities.In fact , I am so used to getting out every eve that staying back , couped inside the house, has become unbarable .

I made new friends. But some how ,I am still looking for that mind that vibrates in the same frequency as mine!

Sing a bling!

pranerManush.mp3

I love to sing!

So here I am killing him [ Robindranath Thakur ...or...Tagore as you would know him!] Softly!
:P

Its my book, I write it!

Yes , thats the name of the project that has published 55 children's book written and illustrated by children from Nasir Nagar, a far away and hard to reach habitat in Bahman Baria. The young authers proudly presentaed their ever first published literary work at DRIK Galary , Dhanmondi while we watched them glow with pride. I sang the welcoming song to our yound and proud along with their parents.

Its not long before we , at Save the Children,USA will publish 500 more children's books. The program aims to enrich the vast world of children's literary work in Bangladesh. But the diffrent approach that we are implying is that , it truly is " Of the children, for the children, by the children."

I am glad to be able to write in my blog again. And what a topic to come back with!!!!

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