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Colours of Night

The call of night insects about,
Brooding darkness remains all around.
The ebony darkness envelops me…
Is this how it feels to be underground?
The trees look forbidding and menacing…
The cold night air stings my eyes.
I hear the soft murmur of water near…
Under those dark waters, ever wonder what lies?
Ominous feelings bubble up inside me,
The darkness is everywhere, surrounding everything.
A foreboding feeling horribly rises…
I finally realize the truth that is so grim.
So dark, ominous, foreboding and lonely,
Not ever a glimmer of something kind.
Such stands the colour of the shell…
There lies no pearl inside the mind.

By Jennifer Ashraf

On The Earth and In the Sky

The Birds that fly
The hills so high
for playing hide-and seek,
The sun that shine
And eyes that blind
But no time to be sick.

The Bat is DEAD

The bat is dead,
the bat is dead
the bat looks like a funny head.
I am the winner
I am the winner
It is time to have your dinner.

Oh, my little honey,
Oh, my little honey
You are very funny, funny, funny!

By Reshad Jawad Sarwar

Can U Read It?

Aoccdrnig to a rseearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in what oredr the ltteers in wrod are, the olny ipromoetnt tihng is that frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can still raed it wouthit any problem. This is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by it slef but the wrod as a wohle.

Collected By- Good 4 Nothing

Tech Jacket Comic in Bangla

The first issue of the comic series Tech Jacket, of Pi Publishing Co. has just hit the market. This is the Bangla edition of the original publishing of the same title from Image Comics, Inc., California, USA. Pi Publishing has obtained the exclusive right to publish it in Bangladesh, under license from Image.

Tech Jacket is a monthly publication marking the beginning of a new comic book publishing standard in Bangladesh. Comic books of this class, in terms of both quality and content, are rare in Bangladesh, considering even the imports from the First World.

Tech Jacket is the story of an earthly school kid, Jack, who gets into extra-terrestrial affairs by sheer chance. This also is the story of the tech jacket, which is an extraordinary device, devised by Geldarians (an alien race), to enhance the capabilities of their weak physique. One of their jackets came into the hands of Jack who has a body far developed from the Geldarians. On Jack, this jacket becomes supra-powerful......thus beings the story of the making of a new super-hero.

Another attractive feature of the book is the Jigsaw Puzzle, included in the book as an added bonus for the reader. Moreover, the solvers of this puzzle will get awards not for their effort, but for the moments they enjoyed in solving the puzzle.


Scared sleeping
Shakey went to a psychiatrist. "Doc," he said, "I've got trouble. Every time I get into bed, I think there's somebody under it. I get under the bed, I think there's somebody on top of it. Top, under, top, under. You gotta help me, I'm going crazy!" "Just put yourself in my hands for two years," said the shrink. "Come to me three times a week, and I'll cure your fears."
"How much do you charge?" "A hundred dollars per visit." "I'll sleep on it," said Shakey.
Six months later the doctor met Shakey on the street. "Why didn't you ever
come to see me again?" asked the psychiatrist. "For a hundred buck's a visit? A bartender cured me for ten dollars." "Is that so! How?"
"He told me to cut the legs off the bed!"

Excess billing hours
A lawyer died and arrived at the pearly gates. To his dismay, there were thousands of people ahead of him in line to see St. Peter. But, to his surprise, St. Peter left his desk at the gate and came down the long line to where the lawyer was standing. St. Peter greeted him warmly. Then St. Peter and one of his assistants took the lawyer by the hands and guided him up to the front of the line into a comfortable chair by his desk.The lawyer said, "I don't mind all this attention, but what makes me so special?"St. Peter replied, "Well, I've added up all the hours for which you billed your clients, and by my calculation you must be about 193 years old!"

Vows Of Silence
There was a priest who decided to enter a monastery. This monastery had strict vows of silence. On his first day, the head abbot told him he could only speak two words every ten years. At the end of his first ten years, the head abbot told him he could speak his first two words. "Bed hard!" he said. The abbot recorded this in a book. At the end of his second ten years, he was told he could speak his next two words. "Food bad!" he said. The abbot recorded this in the book as well. At the end of the third ten years, he was allowed to speak his next two words. "I quit!" he stated.
"Well that doesn't surprise me," said the abbot. The record shows you've done nothing by complain for the past thirty years!"

Dying Preacher
An old preacher was dying. He sent a message for his IRS agent and his Lawyer (both church members), to come to his home. When they arrived, they were ushered up to his bedroom. As they entered the room, the preacher held out his hands and motioned for them to sit on each side of the bed. The preacher grasped their hands, sighed contentedly, smiled and stared at the ceiling. For a time, no one said anything. Both the IRS agent and Lawyer were touched and flattered that the old preacher would ask them to be with him during his final moment.
They were also puzzled because the preacher had never given any indication that he particularly liked either one of them. Finally, the Lawyer asked, "Preacher, why did you ask the two of us to come?" The old preacher mustered up some strength, then said weakly, "Jesus died between two thieves, and that's how I want to go, too."

By Compiled Marwa

The Best Things in Life are Free

The best things in life are free. This statement is indeed very true. The nature, which is an important aspect of our lives, is free of cost and abundant for each and every one of us to share. The blazing sunlight, the autumn wind, the beautiful rainbow, the incessant rain of rainy season, heart whelming sights of rising and setting sun are priceless. Nature has thus given to us its best treasures. Similar to the beauties of nature, love and emotions are things, which cannot be bought. The love and affection of our near and dear ones make our lives worth living. These people are there for us in our bad days, help us to cope up with our difficulties and try their best to ease our pain. Their company has made some of our best moments and they are the ones who bring smile in our faces.

We are all corporeal and one day or the other our lives will come to an end. In this short period we must learn to appreciate the good facets of life, which are invaluable and enjoy them.

By Ansha Zaman



This is in reference to an article of mine, published on the 18th of December 2003. The name of the article was: "1971:For the tomorrow that never came". There was a small error on the last line. The third word on the last line should have been "three million" not "thirty" million. The figure is the no. of lives lost during 1971. The actual figure three million was printed correctly in the 8th line of the article but got mixed up in the last. Though a very insignificant matter, the figure does represent the lives sacrificed and I thought it only justified to bring it to your attention. I would be very grateful if something could be done about the matter as I do not want to create a misunderstanding.
By Prathama Komal Nabi





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