As the year is coming to an end, and I am going through the
images and videos of the year, even though I feel like I didn’t do much, the
images show me we had lot of activities and places visited.
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| Her Performance Day |
| Her Performance |
Tomtom also explored her creativity in writing poems. We
composed one early this year:
There was an angry girl
When angry, things she’d hurl,
She would be cross with people
And turn all purple.
Her Mummum was calm,
She liked to eat plum,
She would soothe her daughter,
They would be full of laughter.
She had a quiet papa
Who was good at making chapa.
He would call her the best
They would face all the test.
She wrote this beautiful poem titled ‘The Moon’:
I’m very bright
I shine my light,
At night,
I see you all.
But when the morning comes,
I go to sleep
And again when it is night,
I wake up.
I see little houses
And you walking around,
I see you go to sleep
And I see all your dreams.
January was hectic with lot of official programs - there was
a symposium on 18th January on Teaching English Pronunciation, the
usual SA TV anniversary on 19th January, on 28th January
DIU had its Foundation Day Ceremony and the US Ambassador mentioned me in her
speech and afterwards we took a selfie. There was such an adrenaline rush that
day! We went on a family trip to Dinajpur in the cold weather to attend Saniyat’s
Dada’s majban.
| In Front of Kantajeu Temple |
It was a fulfilling experience for me visiting the place after
13 years. I received family warmth and bonding, didn’t feel like an outsider at
all. We had a family day out at Angana Resort on 5th February with
Raj’s family – a day full of games, physical activities, chatting . . . Boro
Khalamoni joined us even though she didn’t feel 100% and she told me to include
her next time. Now we are planning another family picnic and her words keep
ringing in my ears. She is missed. Her death has created a big hole in Raj’s
family.
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| Eid-ul-Fitr Pic with Khalamoni |
Peyara Chacha came to Bangladesh with his new wife and gave us a treat
which was a great family gathering because Boro Bhabi also joined and it was
great to see her after ages. With all these Tomtom’s socializing skills were in
practice and it’s amazing to see how she greets people, chats on her own . . . some
of the things are even picked up or learnt by herself!
| In Laws |
She was super exited to have her ears pierced which was done
on 25th January, but it did not end well for her. We had to take her
to the doctor when her ear infection would not subside. To our surprise the
doctor informed us that she has gold allergy, and she cannot wear gold for the
time being. In addition, due to some problems one of her teeth did not come out
and she had a gum incision which freaked both of us out.
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| My Brave Little Girl |
Tomtom also took part in the Summer Club program like
previous years. She likes to spend one week in Summer Club so much and waits
eagerly every year. But this year she became sick at the end of the program
because of a terrible pain in her ear and we had to rush to the doctor to discover
that she had ear infection. She and her friends worked on a science project ‘Solar
System’ in September, decorated the classroom, she gave a speech, and the judges
questioned them – an altogether new experience of showcasing a project.
| Summer Club Closing Ceremony |
She had occasional visits to the Fantasy Island, went to Rajendrapur
Eco Resort on 29th July. I had a little accident there and she was
all teary seeing me in pain. Later she said she could feel my pain because she
remembered her pain when she tumbled on the staircase. Examples of empathy were
becoming evident more and more. She finished class 1 with flying colors coming
second in the class and receiving a silver medal. House parties have become a
regular event at the end of term exams – she had one on 27th May and
another on 21st December. All the kids at the house shouting,
shrieking, playing, running might be bit of too much but I love to see her
enjoying her time with friends and learning social/ interpersonal/ communication
skills. Seheri with ex students’ bunch has also become regular as we had this again
this year. We had a great family time at Nandan Park on September 15. Tomtom
had UN Day celebration on 24th October at school. Words with Friends
became a family game and Raj kept posting how miserably he kept losing against
me. Birthday this year was with friends and family and I surprised her with a collage with short written notes from people who love her.
| Family |
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| Elsa Birthday Cake |
This is the first time I was away during Qurbani Eid to
participate and work in Heart for Humanity event of the university. We went to
Dinajpur and helped flood-victims in post flood rehabilitation process. This experience
was a rewarding one for two reasons. Seeing people’s lives up close was
enlightening; they can smile even having so little and fight back with dignity.
Moreover, I met a wonderful bunch of students and bonded with them. Life is
like that, you meet new people, have new experiences and all these give you the
right boost to move on in life. Not to forget the old ones of course because when
I came back on 4th September Parisa had many surprises for me. In
these few days both of us missed each other a lot and I was terribly down the
night before Eid thinking about her, missing her. She was cross with her friend
on Eid day and I tried to cheer her up by making all my students wish her on
the phone but that didn’t help much.
| Flood Affected Dinajpur |
I got into poetry much and started discovering Charles
Bukowski, he also helped me survive some bad times. Can’t get enough of “An
Almost Made Up Poem”. Beautiful! La La Land took over me and I kept singing ‘fools
who dream’. Lol. Made a little video too. We also had two home productions –
The Fool by Lee Ann Womack and Ekhon to shomoy bhalobashar. Had many outings
with school friends – one on 11th March in old town, Ahsan Manjil,
Hotel Al Razzak, Lal Bag Fort was a great one.
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| In Front of Ahsan Manjil |
I also had visitors from abroad – Zia Bhai from USA, ex
students Tajia came from Malaysia and we had a lovely afternoon, Samira came
from London and we had lot of catching up, cousins Niloy and Nishu arrived from
Australia, meho Chachi from Perth. Had two great events with students – we went out to watch plays at
Shilpakala Academy (one of them being a Norwegian play) and they prepared skits
on Shakespearean plays placing them in modern contexts. Some of their
performances surpassed my expectation. I went to India twice this year – once on
an official tour to KIIT and KISS with 22 other delegates of Daffodil
International University in October, another time with Humaira in late November
for her treatment purpose.
| DIU Delegation at KIIT |
I started anchoring a talk show titled 'SA TV Shonglap' and continued for 3 months and then stopped doing it because it was time-consuming and financially not at all rewarding. But I learnt a lot during the sessions sitting with and listening to experts from almost all fields, met some great people too.
| With Ex Bangladesh Bank Governor (Abbu's ex Colleague) |
Academically, I didn’t improve much, just completed a 5-week
long course on “Art of Everyday Classroom Assessment” conducted by the University
of Oregon.
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| Certificate Awarding Ceremony |
The desired promotion happened but it wasn’t such a joyful news. Last
December’s wound kept hurting. I just can’t persist something that I know I
want. It’s true that the stone didn’t move and the moss grew thicker. The 8 sessions
with colleagues to develop inter-intra personal skills were eye-opening but I
still lag behind and lose the thrust. For example, I stopped exercising in March,
took it up again in November but for more than a week not been doing it even
being aware of the 7 extra kg. It seems regularity and persistence is something
that is not at all in me. Parisa, on the other hand, is very persistence. Her
love for gaming, and seeing till the end with both gaming and studies show it.
She has become more compassionate and notices if other people are in trouble.
Words like, "tomar koshto hocche na to?" show me glimpse of compassion. I hope
she will hang onto it.


















