Print designs are more complicated than any other media. You have to maintain too many things at a time to get a better output. But I feel comfort working with this media. You have to be so sure about your design… the colors should be clean, contents should be aligned perfectly.





This job was given by care Bangladesh. It’s a training manual containing 106 pages, describing 10 different issues, published in 2 languages. I just tried to keep a simple look, light pastel colors, least design elements… just playing with the given contents. I am happy with the final printed production.


Here is a pdf of the English version. It’s a 25 mb file. So think before have a look on it.

Sometime we should stay just alone… inside a cave if possible, to realize or to think or just only give us a space. These days I am passing too much time just inside my room… watching my watched favorite movies again and again, whispering with myself, sometime drawing, sleeping, taking notes from movie, book; writing words… meaningful, meaningless both; talking over phone, feeling happy… sometime worst. I was just watching a movie ‘a walk to remember’… i took few notes from this movie

love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful nor conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It doesn’t take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people’s sin… but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope… and endure whatever comes.

I am not so good to understand all it says, but I liked it. I don’t know actually what I am thinking now. It’s the another good thing of being alone… you can keep your mind blank for minutes, hours… you can pass the time just think about nothing. In life there happen something which is ‘like the wind, i can’t see it but feel it’. Ha ha ha…

Tuesday 03:02 am

sometime even a word could be enough to give up all the respects for a person. it could be meaningless, random… but you can’t avoid it. i always pray and expect so that i’d never pronounce such a word or anybody would do it to me. but i happens and has to pay big price. the good thing is human mind is so forgetful. so we lose and gain respect frequently.

Its rainy season here and the most significant part of this season is, it never hears the weather forecast. so within may to last of august, if you walk under the open sky of Bangladesh, you can get a sudden shower any time. Don’t feel sorry for that. Most of the time rain is like a bless… even when it causes flood. Because flood increases the fertility of land. Anyway, few days ago on the way to my university I was caught by such a sudden rain. The photo was taken that day by my cell phone. Probably that was the first hardest rain of the year and people enjoyed it very much. I saw girls and boys taking shower in the rain… so did i.

It was like a dream and my luck clicked just at the very right time. I have a laptop of my own now… it’s true. Last two days were required to believe that I really got it at last. It’s a Toshiba satellite a215 series with amd athlon 1.80 dual-core processor, 160 gb hdd, 2048 mb ram and 15.4 diagonal display. I got the courage to buy it after getting a handsome payment from one of my work. It was really tough to decide the brand and I was really surprised with the cost that here local vendors were asking. Its almost double than the asking online price. but I am lucky that way. i came to know about the clickbd.com and I find there this laptop at the very first click. I was sure about my requirements and I just decided to buy it at the very first moment. Then it took few more days for the negotiation and other preparation and at last I got it in my hand on last Sunday. I got it in a very convenient price which I even couldn’t imagine. I don’t know exactly whom I should thank. Because there were many people involve in the total story. I am grateful to all of them.

Sometime… actually very few moments I find myself so happy. It’s not like that the other times I am unhappy. But the point is that at some particular moment I could realize completeness of mine, a balance distribution of all my needs, so successful, so rich, and so lucky. The day before yesterday night it was drizzling and I was traveling by an open hood rickshaw. The weather was wonderful, the streets was blank… everything so calm, clean and comfortable. Suddenly I just realized ‘it’s the best time to die’! Completeness means an end of something. We like to live to fulfill some absences. So the feeling of some absences isn’t a bad thing actually. It could be inspiration, synonym of hope. So don’t feel sorry when you wake up middle of your sleep and check your cell and find nothing in missed call list or find yourself so alone at a Sunday evening. I should know the things I am thinking now aren’t so important in real life. Time doesn’t hear anything. It goes as it asked to go. We just are traveling with it…

Sigh… I know its 9 april but don’t know which day it is. Last 8 days I just had one thinking in my mind… even when I dreamed in my sleep, I just saw this thing. It’s over now and suddenly I have nothing to do… silence after the big bang! Nothing was perfect but somehow it’s okay. There were hundreds of mistakes in the catalog, the website still incomplete, there was no dhaki (folk drummer) and so the rally was almost silent. The food was readymade, not that much tasty. Lot of problems in the management but I don’t know why many of my friends thanked for the effort. Most of the senior said it was superb. Teachers said they even didn’t imagine that much could be happened in such short time… it’s like a milestone. I am happy because I myself even didn’t expect that much. There was hundreds of crisis, obstacles… but now nothing seems impossible. Well, I wanted to publish a post and let my readers know about the exhibition. But I am sorry, I didn’t get the time.


I’ve learnt few things:
1. work let you forget everything, even it’ll let you forget yourself.
2. you should have a ‘rhino skin’ if you are a part of the management of an event.
3. duniya shokter vokto, noromer jom
4. sobai to amra amrai. Doshe-gune achi, thaki na kichudin…

09.04.08, 23:55

As far I know I should have some particular way of expressing my emotions that will present me as an individual. I am not sure… do I have any? I am having some very bad feeling for some particular reason and I wanted to express those as my instinct says. I want to go somewhere that I even don’t know, I want to be so isolate and shed some tears and wash away what hurting me. But no way… my professionalism never allows doing so. I have lot of targets to fulfill, many schedules to meet. I am not that much big person but I already could find so many obstacles around me. Some say it’s my problem… I could break all those if I wish. Yes, I also think so and I desperately want to do so. But I don’t know… why I can’t…

Well, don’t feel pity for me. I think I’ve exaggerated my thinking a bit. But its true and I think many people in this materialistic life having such problem like me. It’s natural that my work should have the reflection of my mental condition. But it’s not practical if you work in a balance corporate environment. They maintain such a work flow where you’ll behave just like a machine… it doesn’t matter what you have in your mind. You are just a performer… performing your roll as the script says.

the dying city. photograph by dev

Yesterday we went to sonargaon museum and panam city. It was my first visit there and I was really curious about this old historical place. Panam city was the capital of this region once upon a time. There are still some old buildings of that time standing. The buildings seem something like dummy for a movie comparing today’s structure. The famous one is ‘rajbari’ (palace) which I think the biggest one still surviving. We went there with a hope to take some pictures of it. But the gate was close with a notice hanging there ‘it’s a industrial restricted place’. We surprised… what kind of industry! Then we asked some people around about it and they told us that the palace now owns someone who set up a tyres factory inside it! We tried to enter the place but they didn’t permit. When we were looking the other buildings we find us so poor, so illiterate nation. It seems no one care about these ‘useless’ buildings. We are loosing our history everyday.