Live in Kota Damansara

I have to go to a new place for a new job.  Location name Sungai Buloh.

  I used to know Sungai Buloh.  You can see the station on the way to Rawang.  I took on KTM from KL Station. After sometimes the train sto  at Sungai Buloh Station. I am waiting for the Syation.  After a while the car came and took me away.  The flat was Kota Damansara Bus station. Kostori Idaman Condonomiam Where we lived. I took a rest in the room.

The next morning I joined the work.  I walked about one and a half km and went to the place of work.  I started working.  I never thought I would have to do such a thing in my life.  I am working with full attention.  On the first day, I remembered Allah many times.  Because I had to eat without washing my hands.

We lived on the 6th floor of a 26-story building.  The Bus come from PasserSini stopped near our building.  This was the last but stop.  There were many  restaurants and grocery shops around us.  There was also a Bengali Grocery shop.  Passat Malam (Night Market) used to sit on  every Saturday.  We used to work till 5 o'clock that day.  At the end of the work, we would take a bath and go straight to Passar Malam.  We would go in groups.  Fruits, vegetables and clothes were available at low prices.  One thing is for sure, it would have rained on Saturday afternoon. Because that day was Passar Malam (Night Market).
Weekly off was Sunday.  We used to take a bath on Sunday in the swimming pool of our condominium.  we used to go for a walk in the nursery.  We used to pray in the mosque regularly on Fridays.

Kota Damansara Business Hotel 

No. 50, Jalan Pekaka 8/3 Kota Damansara Petaling Jaya Selangor, selangor, S Malaysia Show map

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Ganthing Highland oneday.

I came to Malaysia in 2013.  There was only a 2 month visa.  Mustafa told his driver to stop ganting at me.  The trawler departed for the purpose of ganting.  Another friend went with me.  Ganting high hills.  You have to climb up the hill.  Our car went up.  6,000 feet high hill.  At that time there was a 26 storey building at Ganting.  Here Hotel, gaming, gellary in Ganting.  The most interesting thing is the sky cable car.  The car is driven by cable.

I just drove to Kaur.  We are sitting in space.  Leaning on the wire, I walked in the air.  Blue sky above, green garden below.
You can take a taxi or grab for going Ganting Highhills.
From KL Center you can go by bus. It is chraper than other.

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12 Days of IPOH.

Going to IPOH for 12 days.  CCTV has to be set up.  

We also have to do the work of pulling the ware.  The boss is driving us in his car.  There are 4 of us in total.  2 hours journey.  IPOH surrounded by mountains.  I feel great.  He went straight to the project.  The place is called Meru Valley Golf Resort.  The golf field is getting bigger.

The mountain sun is getting unbearably hot.  We were fasting.  Every day the boss would take us to the project by car and then he would take us home after work.  we took a bath, we would be taken to the restaurant again.

The Meru Valley Resort is surrounded on both sides by high hills.  Monkeys and birds are calling all the time.  Completely natural environment.  There is no mechanical sound.  The resort we were working on had a high star fence.  It was our job to set up CCTV on the fence and at the gate.

Our boat faced the storm in the river Padma.

The River Padma is one of the biggest river of Bangladesh.

We boarded an engine boat with 150 passengers.  We will cross the river Padma.  We will go to Auricha from Dauladia.  The sky was normal.  We were crossing the large Padma river.  What a beautiful wave is swaying in the wind.  Now our boat is in the middle of the river.  Suddenly a thick black clouds in the sky.  Storm!  It is raining lightly.  Our boat is rocking.  The wind is blowing.  Captain's head is sweating.  The boat has to be controlled with difficulty.  The storm is raging with great speed.  The waves of the river are twice the size of our boat.  Disappointed in the face of all passengers.  Everyone started to go up from the ground floor.

I took off my shoes.  The luggage is coming in the boat.  I thought that was the last day of my life.  The captain of the boat told everyone to go down.  But no one was listening to him.  Forced to do so, the captain ordered the helper to lower the passengers.  But what a surprise.  No one was going down.  The boat was moving at the highest speed in the direction of the wind.

The rule is to sail in the middle of a storm.  The boat has to be operated at maximum speed against the storm.  Our boat sailed 10 km in that storm.

Did she remember me?

An 7-year-old girl was found.  The child cannot say her full address.

• The police uncle has taken the child away. Who live near our house. They will take care of the baby.  I went to see the baby.  The baby had finished her dinner.  I asked her name and address.  You can say the name, you can say the father's name and you can say the name of the police station? Yes, She can remmembered a little.

I took a picture of the girl.  I came back home.  The girl will have to give the newspaper tomorrow morning.  I am looking at the newspaper in the morning.  I am looking for the web address.  At that time, the notice of the girl's loss came to light.  I called without waiting for a moment.  A gentleman picked up the phone on the other side.  I said I was looking for the child you had reported missing.  The man didn't believe it at first.  I gave my address and said, "Brother, take the baby with you."  The man did not believe.  I told him, I am handing him over to the police station.  You will take your child to the police station. At last he agreed come and meet with me.
After sometimes he came. I inform police. Both came at a restaurent.

I took the baby's father with me and went to fetch the baby.  From a distance, the baby's father recognized his daughter.  He cried out loud.  The child does not understand what to do.  She can't believe it.  At that moment, he hugged his father and started crying.  When I saw the cries of father and daughter, my eyes widened.

I think the baby now become a Girl. Did she remember me?

Journey at Comilla

Kamrul invited him to his house in Comilla.  I took my son with me and left with Kamrul for the purpose of Comilla.  About 20 km away from the town of Comilla, his village home is Barura Thana.  We have to walk a lot to get on the bus.  

We are walking along the bank of a small canal.  Now the rainy season, the canal is full of water.  Mosques, markets, colleges, schools are all in this village.  There are small bridges over the canal.  His father is the imam of a mosque.  I have never seen such an honest person in my life.  He could not deposit any money except running his family by paying his own salary.  He couldn't build a good house at home.

I went to the market to drink tea in the evening.  A fire is burning in the face of a distant gas field.  It is in the territory of India.  And it's been burning for over 50 years.

The next day it was my turn to return home.  I took 2 kg of the famous juice Malai of Comilla.  I took one sapling of Bilumb tree.  I have been eating fruit from the tree for many years.  But I was leaving the box of sweets on the train.

Picnic at Sonargoan

The child will go to a picnic from school.  Parents also can go together.  

My wife said very kindly that everyone should spend time together. So, i decided enjoy with family. The place was Sonargaon. A historical place of Bangladesh.
Anyway, at the right time we left.  My son, little daughter and wife.  Sonargaon has not been visited before.  The opportunity to see cannot be missed.  We left with 4 buses.  Sonargaon, the capital of Nawab Isha Khan of Bengal.  Patterns of ancient history.

In Sonargaon, the body was startled to set foot on the ground.  This is the place where a mighty king ruled.  Hundreds of elephants, horses, armies, servants, bakers, ministers, queens, dancers, accused, tenants lived.  The sound of the horse's hooves woke them up.  I was very interested to know whether this royal descendant is still alive.
You have to enter the royal court in a ticket.  We did the same.  The beds, thrones, shields, swords, coins, utensils, jewelry, everything used by the kings were decorated.  The royal palace is being used as a museum.

I saw everything in a hurry.  One thing that bothered me was that these kings used to entertain themselves at the expense of thousands of ordinary people.  If he could not pay the rent, he would whip him on the back.

The canal was dug on the four sides of the palace so that the enemy could not attack easily.  Currently, there are fish in this canel.  Some people are fishing with bursi.  Hundreds of people visit this palace every day.

Picnic at Mymonsingh Agriculture University

The yearly Picnic on the campus of Mymensingh Krishi University from Dhaka University. 

Early in the morning we left the campus in 4 buses.  Students and teachers of the marketing department.  The condition of Dhaka to Mymensingh road is not so good.  However, there was no problem on the road.  At the same time I reached the campus of the University of Agriculture

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The second breakfast of the morning was distributed.  After breakfast everyone goes for a walk.  The campus park is located on the banks of the old Brakshaputra River.  Huge wide river but shallow.  We went in the winter.  There was no river.  The far rivers are full of sand.  There are benches across the river.  Someone is spending time sitting there telling stories.  Someone is looking at different species of trees and flowers in the park. 

Jaurney to Narayangonj

In the afternoon we normally walk  at the crops fields. In the middle of our village fields there was a big ponds. Natural sceneries of the pond was beautiful. I saw my friends his sister and others guies walking there. I went and meet with them. There was new commer Nadia. I introduced with her. She lives in Narayangonj. She was my friends sisters in law.  I also studing at Dhaka.


4. Travel to Rajshahi University
5. Interview for police officer
6. Boat journey at Balu River
7. Journey to Chapainawab gonj
8. Journey to goahati, Jamat

10. Maluri
11. Sunghai blogh
12. Kuchai lama NSK
13. Ampang
14. Damansara
15. Kalej Asha, Rawang
16. Batus caves




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Achin tree, Mirpur.

I went  out for a walk with Liton and his girlfriend.  Our location terget Mirpadhur Dam. 

We took a taxi to the gate of the zoo.
We are walking in the middle of the botanical garden.  The garden is quite quiet.  Tall palm trees.  It attracts me
very much.   A little bird  sitting on a tree. Liton and Neelima has gone a long way.

Now we are walking along the road of Botanical garden.  There are some bad people inside.  They take money from visitors.  That's them.  Watching us.  Then they went back side.  We overtake the wall of garten. We started walking along the bank of Turag river. There was a big banyan tree.  Everyone calls it the Achin tree.  It is the responsibility to understand where it starts and where it ends.

Jaurney to Sylhet

We left for Sylhet from the airport station for the purpose of visiting the shrines of Hazrat Shahjalal (RA) and Hazrat Shahparan (RA).

  I took three first class seats.  This is the first time I am going to Sylhet with my wife and son.  At 7:30 pm, the train Came from Kamalapur Station.  We boarded the train.  The train is passing our house.  It feels good to go to an unknown destination.  I see every train station. From Tongi  station train is running in two directions.  One is Mymonsingh and the other is Chittagong.  We are going through Chittagong Road.  The train left Dhaka and reached Brahmonbaria via Gazipur.

We are leaving Brahmobaria on the left, our train is heading for Sylhet.  At one point the train entered Kulawara and started moving through Madhabkundo forest.  The forest is deep at night.  I really enjoyed it.  In the morning the train reached Sylhet station.

Sylhet station is quite big, beautiful and modern.  Without waiting at the station, I took a car and left for Mazar.  I visited the shrine of Hazrat Shajalal (SW).  A few steps up the stairs to the shrine on the hill.  There are a lot of pigeons in the field here.  The pigeon is scattering rice and wheat by viewers.  I also let the pigeons feed on.  There is a big pond next to it.  Big fish in the pond too.  A few days ago, the miscreants poisoned and killed many fish.  There is a big mosque next to the shrine.  I prayed two rak'ats of nafl prayers in the mosque.  Lots of people in the shrine premises.  I entered the hotel from the shrine and had breakfast.  Now the destination is Hazrat Shaparan (SW) Shrine.  I rented car again.  On the way to the mausoleum, many households and grocers are sitting on the ground.  There is a pond here too.  I climbed many steep stairs, climbed the hill and visited the shrine.  The mood of those who do the work of washing the shrine is like hot.  In any case, the turn of the shrine is over.

Now the purpose is Jaflong.  Bought car again, we are leaving the city and heading towards Jaflong.  Gradually we passed away on the path of the village.  Now it's time to get scared.  We are going through Sylhet Tamabil.  There are no cars in front, there are no people.  Seeing our quiet condition, the driver said don't be afraid.  Before entering Jaflong, I saw some tea gardens.  We were goinging along the river bank.  On the other side of the river is the Indian state of Meghalaya.  High hills on the river, waterfalls are flowing down the hill.  Jaflong is a land port with India.  We took some pictures.  I got on the boat.  The boatman said, "Shall I go to the mountains of India?"  I don't agree because my wife and son are with me.  Indian police sometimes fire.  So, we didn't go to the mountain of the fountain.  Green gardens on the slopes of the hills, sometimes the smoke of cooking of the indigenous people is flying.  On the other side of the hill, there are many waterfalls flowing in the river Jayanti.  This memory will remain in my mind for the rest of my life.  Now it's time to return.  I came back to Sylhet station.  I bought some tea leaves of Shylet

The Jessore Road and Floods 2000

The crops of the field, the houses, the animals were all destroyed.  Year 2000, winter Seasons.  

India released its Kaptai Dam.  Exactly 54 years ago, there was another floods like this.  The Historic and famous ''Jessore Road'' goes straight to Kolkata from east to west.  300 year old rain trees on both sides of the road.  Earlier, there were several big bridges on Jessore Road. But now have small bridges. Water can not passing, So flooding over the road.

My younger brother informed  that the house would be flooded at night.  If the road is flooded, it will be difficult to carry the luggage.  I am in Dhaka.  I said wait, I'm coming.  I got on the bus for the purpose of home.  Anxiety and anxiety in the mind.  Time is not running out.  The bus reached Jessore at 5 am.  There is another 10 km left to reach the destination but the bus driver said he will not go again.  At our request, they agreed to go 5 km.  The bus driver said that water was rising on the road.  What else to do?  We had to walk the remaining 5 km.  We are walking the victims, so that the path does not end.  I finally reached my destination.

Jessore Benapadhol Road under water!  No cars can cross.  I heard my sister from afar.  Even then it was not a full morning.  I went to the front, yes, all my family members are walking and fetching water.
Thousands of families crossed the water and came to dry land.  ‌Benna: Pole High Way under the water.  Water is flowing from north to south on the road.  The straw is floating in the stream of water.  Many species of snakes are floating around with water.  There are water and water every where.  The small rivers in the region are filled and water could not flow due to fish farming.  After a while, the rescue workers of the army came.  My older brother is a soldier.  To introduce me to the soldiers, he told us to ride in the pickup.  We were taken to Jessore Relief Camp.  I wanted to go straight to Dhaka.  But the army objected and had to go to the camp first.  Camp at a school in Jessore city.  The local volunteer team is cooperating with all kinds of help.  On the morning of the next day, I took everyone and left for Dhaka.