April 22nd 2008

Back to the beginning

its me… 1993-1997

#1: 1993, as far i remember this was my first picture that was taken in a studio. #2: 1995, i think this time was real wonderful time for me. #3: i was getting tall and thin…


There was a sudden difference in usual life just for few hours. After 3-4 months I went to my village to see my parents. There were some noticeable changes. The muddy thin way turned into a concrete black pitch way and motor vehicle took the place instead of the rickshaw. I was bit upset watching all these developments. Life needs some differences… I don’t want to see all the boring modernity everywhere. I’ve spent some hours there all alone… under the full moon, overflowing everything with the moonlight and for the first time I realized the moon also has a ‘rise’ and ‘set’ time like the sun… when the sun sets in the west, at the same time the moon rises in the east. But I think it happens just for few certain days… I don’t know why. Well I got lot of time to think about myself… my past, present and future. I left my village 15 years back… I was just a homesick kid then. May be that was the actual beginning of the loop… I am moving around circles which are changing their diameter basing on the perspective of time. After 15 long years I found the same homesick kid just with a bit wider and more complex circle around him… is wishing whole heartedly to get back to the beginning… for a fresh start. But it’s impossible … he is in an own made loop which he possibly can’t break himself.

posted by nazim at 1:46 PM

categories: dreaming, family, madness, thoughts, travel, weekend

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January 16th 2008

young philosopher

young philosopher


Yesterday I was talking with my nephew who is 8 years old lives abroad. Suddenly I asked him a question what is life? It’s not a usual question for such age and he even didn’t understand the question. Then I tried to explain him the question and he told me that he doesn’t know the answer. I told him life is when you feel happy you smile and when you feel sorrow you cry. He just shook his head. Then I asked him when do you feel happy? he started counting his finger and answered me without any hesitation:

1. when I do something good

2. when I come to my home and talk

3. when someone play with me

4. when I am near to a sea

: when do you feel sorrow?

1. if someone beat me

2. if someone kick me

3. if someone tell me a bad thing

4. find myself in a bad place

5. find myself in a war


I don’t know when children start building their own views. Sometime their thinking is even better than the adult.

posted by nazim at 3:25 PM

categories: around me, family

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