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          Track to Keokredang 
          
  After 
          the SSC exams were over, I was devising ways to spend my vacation meaningfully. 
          Normally most of my friends were opting for trips outside Dhaka or thinking 
          of visiting their relatives, but I was craving for some real adventure. 
          So two of my friends Tonmoy and Sonet and me, we decided to go to the 
          top of Keokredang, the highest peak (3172 feet) of BangladeshAfter a long period of planning and preparations we started our journey 
          on 4th June at 11.00 PM. We arrived at Bandarban on June 5 at 8 in the 
          morning. Then we hired a rickshaw and reached Ruma Station. Here we 
          had our breakfast and bought tickets of Chander Gari. Chander Gari is 
          a four wheeled motorized van used for commuting.
 Chander Gari started for Kalghat at 9 and reached Kalghat at 11. We 
          saw a lot of hills and waterfalls from the roof of Chander Gari. Reaching 
          Kalghat we boarded on a trawler and started for Ruma Bazar. It took 
          about one hour to reach Ruma Bazar. On the way we crossed the river 
          of Shangoo. There we took lunch and stayed in a boarding house named 
          Hotel Keokredang.
 Next day early in the morning we left Ruma Bazar and headed for Bogalake. 
          It is about 24 km from Ruma Bazar. We walked all the way and reached 
          Bogalake at 12 in the noon. There is a lake between the hills in Bogalake. 
          In Bome language Boga is used for the world dragon. It is called the 
          lake of dragons. There we took lunch and started for Darjiling Para. 
          Darjiling Para is about 4 km from Bogalake. It is situated under Keokredang. 
          We reached Darjiling Para in the evening. We stayed at the home of Sang 
          Sim Karbari of Darjiling Para.
 Next day after finishing breakfast we headed for the final goal of our 
          mission the top of Keokredang. We started at 10.00 AM and reached the 
          top at 10.22 AM. We saw the beautiful nature created by Almighty God 
          from the top of Keokredang. The houses were looking like tiny toys and 
          the river was looking like a thin sheet of paper. The clouds were floating 
          around. It looked as if we could touch them. We saw many large hills 
          of Bangladesh, India and Myanmar from the top of Keokredang. We spent 
          the day in singing and dancing at the top of Keokredang.
 At the evening we left the peak of Keokredang and headed back to Darjiling 
          Para. At night we made a campfire and celebrated our victory. The next 
          day we started our back home journey. We headed for Seikoth Para at 
          7.30 in the morning. After walking an hour we reached Seikoth Para. 
          There is a church and a football Ground at Seikoth Para. We took rest 
          for a while and started for Bogamukh. We were walking down the hills 
          for several hours and after crossing a large waterfall four times we 
          reached Bogamukh.
 Then we started for Ruma Bazar. We were walking beside the waterfall 
          and after crossing it ten times we reached Ruma Bazar and stayed in 
          the hotel. Next day we started for Dhaka. That is how we conquered the 
          highest peak of Bangladesh. I will never forget the wild experience 
          of conquering Keokredong.
 By 
          Andalib Rubayat Pantha 
 An 
          Evening with Tanusree Shankar
 Ihad 
          this unique opportunity to accompany my Fuppa and Fuppi to Osmani Memorial 
          Hall to see a modern dance program by Tanusree Shankar.The security measures there were very strong and no one was allowed 
          to park their cars in the parking lot. As we entered, people with walkie-talkies 
          were sorting out the guests and we were guided to the left lane heading 
          towards the entrance. Little did we realize that the left lane was for 
          the VIP guests! I've been to Osmani Hall once before while attending 
          my first concert and I sat in one of the last rows.
 The place seemed very big then. This time however, we were at the third 
          row from the front and the place still seemed very big. It was 6:45 
          pm. The program would begin at 7:00 and the hall was already a full 
          house.
 Now moving on to the actual program and here there is absolutely no 
          space for my lousy criticism. The program was a Modern Dance performed 
          by Tanusree Shankar and her troupe and it was organized by the Indian 
          Council for Cultural Relations and the High Commission of India, Dhaka. 
          This was their third and last performance at Bangladesh having previously 
          performed at Rajshahi Medical College Auditoriam and the Chittagong 
          Muslim Hall.
 The first dance was called "Ganesh Vandanna" where they showed 
          their respect to their God Ganesh. It was followed by the "Fisherman's 
          Dance" which I enjoyed the most. Here the dancers portrayed how 
          the woman villagers waited for their male companions while they are 
          out fishing. After "Fisherman's dance" there was "Dawn" 
          where the artists performed a traditional dance where they supposedly 
          danced the whole night until it was finally dawn. This was followed 
          by "Himalaya", "Buddhhi Vijay", "Birds", 
          "Fusion" and "Ahingsha". Amongst these I liked "Buddhhi 
          Vijay" the most. It was about how a chess player was in deep thought 
          for the perfect combination of moves. He couldn't decide what combination 
          he wanted to play but in the end all the tension was relieved when the 
          perfect move was discovered. I am ashamed to say that I have forgotten 
          the name of one of the dances. All I can remember is that the name started 
          with the letter P. "Fusion" was where the west met the east. 
          It was a mixture of Eastern and Western form of dances. The program 
          ended with "Ahingsha" where the dancers portrayed the various 
          forms violence and injustice that existed in our world.
 By now you might be eager to know more about Tanusree Shankar. She is 
          a dancer and choreographer of international repute and was trained for 
          seven years by the renowned Amala Shankar. Her choreography is based 
          on the technique of "New Age Dance" following the path shown 
          by Uday Shankar. Tanusree's dances are based on music by her husband 
          Anand Shankar, composer and popularizer of world music.
 Tanusree has handled the choreography at various prestigious events 
          which include the Asian Games, the festival for India in the USSR, the 
          Wills World Cup Cricket Championships and the Edinburgh International 
          Fringe Festival 2001. She has toured over 35 countries and performed 
          at the Carnegie hall in New York, Kennedy Centre in Washington D.C., 
          Epcot Centre in Florida and at various places in the U.K. In recent 
          years she has conducted classes at premier institutes in U.S.A. like 
          the Martha Graham School of Contemporary Dance and the Alvin Ailey American 
          Dance Center.
 The co-artists comprising Tanusree's troupe were Paramita Chakraborty, 
          Rashmi Karmakar, Varshaa Bardhan, Sreeparna Jana, Mahua Chowdhury, Debasis 
          Basu, Jaydip Guha, Sujit Karmakar, Aniruddha Sengupta, Pinaki Mukharjee 
          and Anil Das.
 Tanusree Shankar and an official from the Indian High Commission nearing 
          his stay at Bangladesh, also one of the program organizers were asked 
          to say a few words at the end. They thanked us for the hospitality and 
          how Bangladesh was a home away from home. The audience was moved when 
          Tanusree said how close our hearts were to theirs. The program came 
          to an end. Omitting the narrations by the hostess I had a great time 
          and we were soon on our way home.
 
 By 
          Alex 
 we 
          are not cowards  "WAS 
          SHE A COWARD?" By Meher Nigar drew my attention. I'm sure each 
          and every girl who heard about Rumi, Simi, has felt a like asking a 
          very important question; where is our safety? We, the young girls, don't 
          want so many things from the society except our assurance of moving 
          safely wherever we are. No doubt there are so many girls who are facing 
          the same situation as Rumi and they are at a loss what to do. Being 
          one of them I can tell mine. Three years ago a senior student of my university proposed me to marry 
          him. Before the proposal he talked to me 3/4 days via another senior 
          student. It was our exam time so he used to ask me how were my exams 
          in front of my friends. As a junior student it was quite natural to 
          answer. This is how the story starts. On 12th Feb i.e. 2 days before 
          Valentines Day he sent me a gift by a classmate of mine. I couldn't 
          recognise who the sender was because the gift did not have any address. 
          So I opened it and found a card, a letter, and a poem praising me. I 
          had the courage to return the gift on 13th, i.e. before valentine's 
          day by that classmate.
 On 14th Feb i.e. on valentine's day he, the so-called Romeo called me 
          on phone and the conversation went like this:: Is Seema there?
 Me: Who are you?
 : I'm Akaash (a given name), is she at home?
 Me: Yes I am. What do u want?
 : How dare you returned my gift?
 Me: Why should I keep it?
 : Because I gave it to you and you have to accept it.
 Me: You are not supposed to talk to me like that.
 : I want to talk to you face to face.
 Me: I don't want to.
 : But you have to.......
 He showed a very dominating attitude with each and every word he uttered. 
          I stopped receiving phone calls but he kept disturbing my parents and 
          me. Finding no other way I told this problem to a senior student and 
          he was a kind of monitor of our department. He assured everything will 
          be ok and not to worry. Every day he (Akaash ) used to wait in the parking 
          lot or in front of the main gate. He looked aggressive. The late night 
          disturbing phone calls continued again.
 One day forcefully he talked to me and told me that he wants to marry 
          me no matter what happens. He'll wait seven days for my answer and if 
          the answer is no he'll do whatever he likes. I thought he was joking. 
          The seven days went by coolly enough. No disturbance, no stalking. I 
          thought everything was over. On the 8th day after my class some of my 
          friends informed that he was is waiting in front of the lobby with a 
          microbus and 7/8 cadres and 2/3 new faces. I was petrified; I couldn't 
          talk. My friends took me downstairs by the back staircase and drove 
          me home safely. Then he started spreading rumours about my character 
          and me. He campaigned it throughout the departments. People used to 
          stop talking and start staring whenever I passed through the corridors. 
          It was a horrible situation. I was humiliated badly. Many of my classmates 
          thought I was lying to them. He also threatened me by saying if I don't 
          marry him he won't allow me to marry anybody else! If anybody comes 
          along he'll kill that guy! He wants to see the "end of the game".
 It is not possible for my parents to protect me everyday. Who'll assure 
          my safe return to home? I lost my confidence and felt isolated in my 
          own class. One year later he got T.C. for his political activities. 
          But he keeps disturbing me even now. Most of the time he calls and at 
          times he has other boys call for him. He said he loved me. Is this love 
          or a sick mentality? I'm tired of everything. I don't know what my future 
          holds. Do I deserve this loneliness all my life? Why? Because I'm a 
          girl? A middle class girl who has no right to choose her own way of 
          life? Would people call me a coward for not trusting any one or for 
          not committing suicide? There are lots of girls like me who can't commit 
          suicide and can't omit those chapters from life. Then who is the coward? 
          Me or Rumi?
 
 BySayma 
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