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ایک نفس،

پھر لا انتہا سکوت۔

(22 June 2025, Sunday, 16:10)

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Anxiety was trapped in the depths of my heart, like a formation of black clouds I could not break free of. By living this way, what will my fortune be? There is nothing. Am I simply a sickly man? I was staggered by these thoughts. What should I do? I had no direction, nothing. I though that this reckless life of mine was only a nuisance to others and devoid of meaning. This is quite hard to bear. A talented guy like you probably doesn’t understand, but no thought in the world is worse than the realization that, ‘My life is a nuisance to others. I am useless.’

Dazai Osamu, Pandora’s Box

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“Sleep is a paradise. Sleep is a paradise.” He wanted only to sleep and forget everything.

Akutagawa Ryūnosuke, “Genkaku-Sanbo” from Japanese Short Stories by Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

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I realized...

Humans are sorry, pitiful beings. No matter whether we succeed or fail, are intelligent or dimwitted, win or lose: we will harden our expressions and exert our strength, running around sweating from morning to evening, and meanwhile only grow older. I wonder if that is all we were put on this earth to do. What separates us from insects? It’s so stupid. I have lived and worked all my life… but now I realize I am a fool. I have been deceived… They all have deceived me.

Dazai Osamu, A New Hamlet

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Us, again

Each on our own path

We started walking

If we meet again

At the intersection ahead

At that time, just the two of us

We want to talk for a long, long time

Until the morning comes

We want to talk it all out

Now it's goodbye

ぼくら���た

それぞれの道をさ

歩み始めたのさ

その先にある

交差点でまた会えたら

その時は二人で

長い長い話を

夜が明けるまで

語り明かしたいね

今はグッバイ

--- Us Again (SG)

# Us Again # SG # Last Viva of Graduation Course # Last Time # Arts Building # Department of Urdu Language and Literature # University of Dhaka

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Every memory of looking out the back door

I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor

It's hard to say it, time to say it

Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door

I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for

It's hard to say it, time to say it

Goodbye, goodbye

(Goodbye)

--- Nickelback

# Photograph # Nickelback # Last Exam of Graduation Course # Last Time # Arts Building # Exam Hall 2 # Department of Urdu Language and Literature # University of Dhaka

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確かに (Tashikani)

What convinces readers is realism, while what fascinates them is romanticism.

Nakajima Atsushi, Light, Wind, and Dreams

Because every time this quote is posted someone takes offense, let's take a moment to define realism and romanticism are in literature:

Realism vs. Romanticism What's the Difference?

Realism and Romanticism are two distinct artistic movements that emerged in the 19th century. Realism focused on depicting everyday life and ordinary people in a straightforward and objective manner, often highlighting social issues and political realities. In contrast, Romanticism emphasized emotion, imagination, and the beauty of nature, often portraying fantastical or idealized scenes. While Realism sought to capture the truth of the world as it is, Romanticism aimed to evoke powerful emotions and inspire a sense of wonder and awe. Despite their differences, both movements played a significant role in shaping the artistic landscape of their time and continue to influence artists today.

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Maybe, Maybe not...

I craved desperately some great savage joy, no matter how immense the suffering that might ensue…

Dazai Osamu, No Longer Human

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Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road

Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go

So make the best of this test, and don't ask why

It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable

But in the end, it's right

I hope you had the time of your life

So take the photographs and still frames in your mind

Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time

Tattoos of memories, and dead skin on trial

For what it's worth, it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable

But in the end, it's right

I hope you had the time of your life

#Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life) #Green Day #Last class note #Last class of graduation course #Last time #Arts Building #Room number 3055 #University of Dhaka

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রাঙ্গিয়ে দাও রাঙ্গিয়ে নাও

আমার সত্ত্বাকে

আষাঢ় শ্রাবণ কার্তিক পৌষ মাসে

আমার মনে যেন রং লেগে থাকে

সারাটিক্ষণ

গ্রীষ্ম বর্ষা শরৎ হেমন্ত কালে

বন্ধুদের আড্ডার হালে চালে

গভীর প্রেমের অবসরে

সৃষ্টিকর্তার বিশাল বাধা ঘরে

# গজল সন্ধ্যা # পিঠা উৎসব # নবীন বরণ # Department of Urdu Language and Literature # University of Dhaka # রঙ # The Watson Brothers # বাংলা গান

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ওই ঝিনুক ফোটা সাগর বেলায়

আমার ইচ্ছে করে

আমি মন ভেজাবো ঢেউয়ের মেলায়

তোমার হাতটি ধরে

# সেন্টমার্টিন # কক্সবাজার # ওই ঝিনুক # সামিনা চৌধুরী # Field Trip # Department of Urdu Language and Literature # বাংলা গান

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কষ্ট নেবে কষ্ট

হরেক রকম কষ্ট আছে

কষ্ট নেবে কষ্ট !

লাল কষ্ট নীল কষ্ট কাঁচা হলুদ রঙের কষ্ট

পাথর চাপা সবুজ ঘাসের সাদা কষ্ট,

আলোর মাঝে কালোর কষ্ট

‘মালটি-কালার’ কষ্ট আছে

কষ্ট নেবে কষ্ট ।

--- হেলাল হাফিজ

# ফেরীঅলা # হেলাল হাফিজ # বাংলা কবিতা

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I wander.............

I want to die. I want to die more than ever before. There’s no chance now of a recovery. No matter what sort of thing I do, no matter what I do, it’s sure to be a failure, just a final coating applied to my shame. That dream of going on bicycles to see a waterfall framed in summer leaves—it was not for the likes of me. All that can happen now is that one foul, humiliating sin will be piled on another, and my sufferings will become only the more acute. I want to die. I must die. Living itself is the source of sin.

Dazai Osamu, No Longer Human

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I will love you in my loneliness...

“I choose to love you in silence

For in silence I find no rejection,

I choose to love you in loneliness

For in loneliness no one owns you but me,

I choose to adore you from a distance

For distance will shield me from pain,

I choose to kiss you in the wind

For the wind is gentler than my lips,

I choose to hold you in my dreams

For in my dreams, you have no end.”

― (Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi)

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💚❤️

we, bangladeshis, are the greatest nation in world history right now. and it's not coming from patriotism, it's factual. i should thank god everyday for being born here 💚♥️

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Modi, stop flooding Bangladesh.

India, respect international water regulations.

Bangladesh is flooding because India is taking political revenge.

yk whats not very demure and cutesy? india opening the dams to flood millions of people here. not only that livestock is harmed, people's belonging are lost, and transportation is lost. fucking assholes indian politicians

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they should havae atleast given us a warning, just bc we are a young and scrappy nation, they put the whole toll of it over us.

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please educate yourself and dm me if you want to donate, there is probably a go-fund-me and bkash

i will state the mental charge which drains people during flood in the next post cause plain white facts dont evoke enough empathy

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কথা ছিলো একটি পতাকা পেলে

আমি আর লিখবো না বেদনার অঙ্কুরিত কষ্টের কবিতা

কথা ছিলো একটি পতাকা পেলে

ভজন গায়িকা সেই সন্ন্যাসিনী সবিতা মিস্ট্রেস

ব্যর্থ চল্লিশে বসে বলবেন,–’পেয়েছি, পেয়েছি’।

হেলাল হাফিজ

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