Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Black Hole: The Ominivorous Giant

Black holes !!! Have you ever heard of a black hole? You might have heard. So what exactly is a black hole? Most of us have great curiosity about these mysterious objects. Let me tell you in a easy way.
Have you ever have to vacuum your bedroom? When you do, watch closely because you will see the dirt and crumbs start to move towards the vacuum cleaner. A black hole is pretty similar to a vacuum cleaner, cleaning up debris left behind in outer space. Wait, do not think that it is the suction power that makes things fall into a black hole. Suction would not be strong enough. Instead, a black hole uses the power of gravity to pull things towards it.

Do you know how black holes form? When a large star runs out of fuel it can no longer support its heavy weight. The pressure from the star’s massive layers hydrogen press down forcing the star to get smaller and smaller and even smaller than an atom. But how is this possible? I am not joking. Try it yourself. If you take a sponge the size of a Pepsi can, you can easily squish it in your hands. But here is the interesting part. If you make something smaller by squishing it, its gravity becomes much stronger. Imagine then, if you squish a star into the size of an atom how powerful its gravity would become. A black hole’s gravity becomes so powerful that anything, including light that gets too close, gets pulled in. That’s right, not even light can escape the grasp of a black hole. For that reason, black holes are probably the darkest things that you will ever find!
Just where this strong gravity comes from is certainly not in the name. you might be amazed to learn that these objects are not empty; they are filled with lots and lots of material that is crammed into a very small space, this is what causes the strong gravity. Now, isn’t that cool?
If you were to put a spacesuit on and float around in space relatively close to a black hole, then you are very likely to get sucked in. What do you think would happen to you if you were to get inside a black hole? Quite amazingly, you would get stretched to a size that would make you quite a lot taller than your friends !
It’s pretty fair to say black holes are omnivorous and hungry all the time. They are always wondering where their next gigantic meal is coming from. Can you get into a black hole and return to your home? Of course not!!! There is a thing called escape velocity. Do you know what it is? It is defined to be the minimum velocity an object must have to escape the gravitational field of the earth, that is, escape the earth without even falling back. The object must have greater energy than its gravitational binding energy to escape the earth’s gravitational field. Some black holes were bigger than our sun. So their gravity is more strong and their escape velocity is more higher than anything else on the earth. Even its escape velocity is more than the speed of light. So once light get into a black hole, it would not return. Wait up a second, if the light can not return from a black hole, what else would return from it? The answer is nothing. The light can not reach our eyes, so we see nothing but a huge dark circle. Our wireless technology runs by microwave. So any mechanical device that’s gets into a black hole, it looses its connection.
Another question popped up in my head, could a black hole suck up the Earth? It is interesting and scary to think about, but scientists said that the nearest black hole is so far away that it is virtually impossible. So chill out everyone!!

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

You can live your dream / You can win / How to win

Let me tell you something that you’re already know, the world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows, It’s very mean and nasty. I don’t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you permanent if you let it. You, kneel nobody. It’s gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard you hit, it’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. That’s how winner is done.Pain is temporary it may last for a minute, or an hour, or a day and even a year. But eventually it will subside, and something else will take it’s place. If I quit however, I will lost forever.
You can live your dream / You can win / How to win



I don’t know what that dream is that you have. I don’t know how disappointing it might it been. As you’ve been working to a quire that dream. But that dream that you holding in your mind that is possible. Some of you already know that is hard, it’s not easy. But in the process of working on your dreams, you are going to face a lot of disappointment, a lot of failure, a lot of pain.There moments when you’re going to doubt yourself and say, “God why? Why is this happening to me? I’m just trying to take care of my children, my mother. I’m not trying to steal a thing from anybody. How did this happen to me?” For those of you that have experience in hardships don’t give up on your dream. There are times for suffering, but they have not come to stay. They have come to pass.Everyone has something valuable inside them. It’s very important for you to believe that you are the one. Most people, they raise a family, they earn a living and they die. They stop growing, they stop working on themselves, they stop straining, they stop pushing themselves. A lot of people like to complete, but they don’t want to do anything about their situation. And most people don’t want to work or their dreams. Why? One is because of fear, the fear of failure. What if thing doesn’t work out. And the fear of success, what if they do when I can’t handle it.

You spent so much time with other people, you spent so much time for people to love you. You know other people more than yourself. You studied them, you know about them, you wanna hangout like them. You wanna be just like them. You know what, you just invest so much time in them that you don’t know who you are. I challenge you to spend time by yourself.It’s necessary that you get the losers out of your life, if you are to live your dream. But people who are running towards their dreams, life has a special kind of meaning.

You can live your dream / You can win / How to win
You can live your dream / You can win / How to win
When you become the right person, what did you do? Just separating yourself from other people. As long as you follow the other people, as long as you become copycat, you will never ever be the best copycat in the world, but you will be the best you could be. I’m telling you to find your value. Just believe in you.Discover the secrets of your mysterious life. That everybody won’t see it, that everybody won’t join you, that everybody don’t have the vision. It’s necessary to know that’ you are an uncommon living creature. That people are living their dreams for finding winners, to attach themselves, to the people that are living their dreams on the people that knows if it’s gonna happen, it’s up to them, if you want to be more successful, if you want to buy a Lamborghini or a villa somewhere in Europe, I’m asking you to invest in invest in yourself.

Someone’s opinion of you does not have to become reality. That you don’t have to go through life being a victim. And even though face disappointment you have to know within yourself. That can do this even no one else sees it from me, I must see it for myself. Give the birth of the unborn this is what I believe and I’m willing to die for it. No matter how bad it is or how bad it gets, I’m going to make it. That should be in a winners mind.I wanna represent an idea, I wanna represent possibilities. If you wanna go to the next level. If you  wanna be a president, if you wanna be an engineer, if you wanna be a doctor listen, you can’t get to that level economically what you wanna be. So you should start investing on your mind. I bet you can invest time, I bet you can get yourself an hour just to know yourself. When you become who you are, when you become the person that your created to be, designed to be. When you become an individual, what you do as you take the cell and you separate yourself from other people. I tell you people don’t like you, they don’t even bother you anymore. Why? Cause you’re not concern to trying to make them happy. Cause you’re trying more, you’re trying to invest on you. You need  to invest on your mind. You need to find a place where you belong. If you still talking about your dream, if you still talking about your goal that you haven’t done anything just take the first step. You can make your parents proud, you can make your college proud, you can judge millions of people’s lives. And the world will never be  the same  again. Because you came this way. Don’t let nobody steal your dream. Nobody believes in you. You’ve lost again and again. The light’s have cut off, but you still looking at your dream with ruin it everyday and saying yourself that it’s not over, until I win.

You the people had the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness. You the people had the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Now, what are you gonna do? You can live your dream

Friday, June 20, 2014

Finding a place where I belong

The year was 2002 and I was a little child that knew no rules of life. I was like every other normal child. I was admitted to a school named Childrens Garden. And after that I used to read in Dhaka Laboratory School. I got no memory left in me of that period. After that my mother took a great decision for me. Indeed it was he great decision. She wanted me to get admitted in a great school of Dhaka called GovernmentLaboratory High School. It is the place where I was born again and learned every step of my life. I remember those days when me and my oldest friend Zeba went to a coaching for getting admitted into that school. When I went to that coaching a simple thing always terrified me. It was the dogs who looked ferocious all the fuckin' time. They always looked at me in a way that seemed I had taken away their meals from their hungry mouth. It took me almost an adventure to get pass over them. But more or less the fear of dogs has long gone from me.
 It was 11th January 2004.
I remembered me walking through the main gate of our school in a cold winter morning. My mother always stayed beside me and I used to hold her hand tight. Thats made me feel secure then. We heard gravel crunched beneath our feet as we walked in silence for a few steps. Then my mother asked me, Are you afraid? I didnt know what to say. But suddenly I answered her that I was afraid then. And she told me. Dont be afraid my son, look theres a lot of children there with you. Theyre gonna be your friends some days. Then I nodded and after a moment I told her to come with me. Her answer came almost too quickly. Id love to but I cant. After sometimes my old friend Zeba showed up and we talked for a while. We went to the field of Lab and fit ourselves in the line. After a hard and tough entry to the main building a teacher took us to a room and gave us question paper. I remembered me answering the entire question comfortably except one. The question was, What is the paint of blood? I was confused. I didnt know then that point and color were similar words so I gave the wrong answer. But I did a fantastic job. When I got out of the hall I saw chaos all around me. People were shouting unconditionally I feel frenzied then. When I came forward, a military man lifts me high enough to highlight me so that my mom could see me from the chaos. I saw my mom smiling at me and asked, Did you made all the answers right? I nodded and keep silent. Then we quickly separated from the chaos and waited for Zeba.  After a short time he came out and we decided to spend some time here beneath the open sky. We are very pleased to see the whole big school campus and a huge field. My mom bought us two little bottles of shark and Kitkat. We rested our bodies in the middle of the field and looked up high in the sky. The sky looked huge and heavy. I remembered Zeba, asking his mother, Could we play in this field everyday?
It was 16th January, when our admission test result came out. Some mean people used to make feel uncomfortable by taking with me menacingly. But I got a chance to study in the best school of Bangladesh, Government Laboratory High School. It is more like a dreamland to me. It was the best of the best. It was a blessing from the lord to me to study in this school. For a moment I was lost In my thoughts. It was indeed the first success of my life.
January 22, My wonderful journey started from the classroom of class one. After that days passed, months passed and years passed. And Im also growing up by the passage of time. In my collection, I got much success, many disappointment and so many lessons about my life. This school taught me everything, started from my walking style to talk. In 2012 Ive met the most peculiar person in the world. He was our class teacher, named Halim Sir. Then I was promoted to class 10. It was a year of change. But I can recall some memories of my favorite teachers and my dearest buddies.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Who am I ? : The birth of the unborn

Who the hell am I? And how, I wonder, will survive till the end. I’m not a man of perfection. But I know, I can survive now. But sometimes I fell terrible for my unknown future.
My life? It isn’t easy to explain. It has not been the rip-roaring spectacular I fancied it would be, but neither have I borrowed around with the gophers. I suppose it has most resembled a blue-chip stock: fairly stable, more ups than dawns, and gradually trending upward over time. A good buy, a lucky buy, and I’ve learned that not everyone can say this about his life. But do not be misled. I am nothing special; of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts, and I am leading a common life.
Time, unfortunately, doesn’t make it easy to stay on course. The path is straight as ever. Sometimes I feel that I don’t belong to this world. I just don’t want to live anymore. By the passage of time everything changed and my life became meaningful.There is someone special behind me who made my life meaningful. I don’t know what to say about that special someone. She is more likely an angel to me. That angel has those striking emerald eyes and thick hair.
It was early December 1996, she watched the fading sun sink lower from the wrap-around porch of her home. She liked to sit here in the evenings and let her thoughts wander without conscious direction. It was how she relaxed, a routine she’d learned from her father. She also recalled some memory with her father and listen to her father when she used to sit tightly beside her father and listen to her father reciting poems of Kazi Nazrul Islam. But she personally liked Rabindranath Thagore. He always used to tell her, “Listen my child, always remember that it’s great to be great but it’s greater to be human. “And she remembered that very well. She’s always been a kind to everyone. She was gravid then.A couple of weeks later, she had been admitted to a local hospital, called Monoara. It’s not far from her home. A couple of hours before the doctor told that her it would be a normal delivery. But it was like her unborn child has a demon in it. So it ended up being a seizer. It was a time between the dead of night and an early morning when a child was born. That day was 25th December, the Christmas day. People were celebrating this day all around the world. As the baby was born in a moment of happiness, it named ‘Saad’ which also means happiness.A nurse made her smile, telling her, “You got a boy”. It’s a smile of contentment. The little boy weighted just only six pounds and has around head. He has the eyes like black pearl and lips like kinda faded red, more likely the color of the morning sun. his skin tone was bright enough. And that newborn son of my mother is me.
A couple of days past and she recovered quiet well then. The doctor separated me from my mother because I got pneumonia just after my birth. The doctors used to give me seven injections a day. The whole day and night she was lying on that bed recovering her condition.
The sun has came up and she was sitting by a window that is foggy with the breath of a life coming by. She was having a moment with herself. She heard the muffled sounds of crying in the distance and knew exactly who’s making those sounds. Then nurse saw her and they smiled at each other and exchange greetings. She was her friend then and they talk often, but she was sure they wonder about her and the things that she go through every day. The next day an old woman made a visit at the hospital, she was my grandma. She bring me a small dress knitted by her about twenty years ago.
It was January 6th when they released her from the hospital. It’s winter, probably the coldest season around the year. But this year it was the coldest period of all time. My grandma gave me an enceinte therapy to prevent diseases and make me feel warm and contended. Through it worked undoubtedly well, but it ended up burning up my bright skin up. I feel terrible when I knew that I was born with bright skin. Now I look sunburned. I’ve learned walking at the age of seven months.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Mysterious Life

Life is a short word , but it's significances are as huge as the morning sun.As we are human beings, we love to dream.Some of our dreams come true and some seems impossible.But we can not give up our hopes and dreams.So many of our seem impossible, then improbable,then inevitable.


Persuade of one's dreams like the persuade of his happiness.Some brainless morons think that their dreams are inexecutable.But I don't think that's true.Human beings could conquer anything they desired to do.More or less I believe it from the bottom of my heart.I suggest to run, if you like, but try to keep your breath; work like a man, but don't be worked to death.Fear is the main source of superstition, and one of the main sources of cruelty.Do fear not, live like a man and die like a man.To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom.Our lives were given to serve humanity and spread the light of wisdom to everyone.My father used to say, ''Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened.'' As I grow older I pay less attention to what people say, I just watch what they do. And that's the way I stimulate myself.I believe great things are done when men and mountains meet, and this is not done by jostling street.