Purpose of Narijibon Blog

Nari Jibon Project seeks to increase our students’ and staffs’ abilities through different ways: classes, practice, computers, internet, and now the Narijibon Blog. Readers and writers (our students & staff) of the Blog will both learn about our lives, culture, Nature, activities of people in Bangladesh and the Nari Jibon Project.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Nari Jibon’s first Workshop on Blogging

Today is Friday, July 13, 2007. After achieving Globalvoices grant, Nari Jibon has arranged the first workshop on Blogging. Nari Jibon has invited Razib Ahmed- a Bangladeshi professional blogger. Mr. Ahmed writes in SouthAsiaBiz.com and IndianRaj.com with Know More Media Network (one of the top blog networks in Internet today). Know More Media has more than 70 blogs and it is based in California, USA.


Razib Ahmed is one of the most successful Bangladeshi bloggers according to Alexa and Tecnorati rankings. SouthAsiaBiz has received nearly 1.6 million pageviews in the last 15 months. His blogs have been featured and linked by Times Online, BoingBoing, UK’s Channel 4, BBC and many other websites. His blogs have been nominated for Best Asian Business blog Award and Razib Ahmed received Know More Media's Incredible Author Award for July 2006. He has also been interviewed.

Mr. Ahmed will talk about…..

Bangla blogging
Software
Unicode fonts
Websites for Bangla blogging
Using Technorati

Writing a blog entry


It is a good opportunity for Nari Jibon’s new and young bloggers to learn about blogging from an expert blogger like Razib Ahmed.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Life of a Little Street Girl in Dhaka City

Written by Suchitra Roy

Champabati is 12 years old girl and lives in a slum in Dhaka City. At this age, she had to go to school but now she is collecting torn papers from one area to another area of Dhaka City and does it until evening .Then she gathers all the papers and takes her preparation for selling them. She gets a very little profit from it.


During talking with her, she has expressed her secreted regret that she hates to lead this type of life and is to face many problems. She dreams to be educated like other girls who are leading a different type of life, not like her in the society.


Champabati studied before but for her family she was to leave her school. She shows her anger to her father and blames him for her miserable life. Yet she is working all day long keeping a sweet dream in her heart that one day happy day will come for her.

Fire Attack in a Graments of Bangladesh

Pictures by Animesh Chandara Bain




Strong flame playing inside the Garments buildings



Dense Black Smoke covers the hole Garments building

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

A Street Cake Maker in Dhaka City

Written by Suchitra Roy

Bangladesh, the green land is full of natural beauty. At the present, Bangladesh takes a different appearance and color in each season. In winter season, we can to arrange a festival (Poish Paban Mela) of making different types of cakes in each home in our villages of Bangladesh.

But we see some male & female to make cake named ‘Chitoi Pitha’ beside the street of Dhaka City. They try to make up the demand of the city people.
One of them is Shafia Begum who has been making cakes on the street for 7 years. Everyday she sells her hand made ‘Chitoi Pitha’ with dry fish mash.


Shafia Begum makes 150 pieces of cakes and her benefit is only Tk50 per day. She sells her cakes to all classes of people and they are buying them eagerly. Her making process of cakes is so skillful. At her old age this profession is the only way to meet up her daily needs. But it is very hard to maintain her family. She said, “Inshallah my business will go well through the blessing of God.”

Sunday, July 8, 2007

A Tale of a Day Struggled Girl in Dhaka City

story written & picture taken by Taslima Akter

In Dhaka, more than 10 million people live here. We know a little bit of them. But the slum life of Dhaka is miserable. I am going to express something one of them.

In slum of Dhaka city, here are live in lots people who came from the rural village area of Bangladesh. Many of them have come to Dhaka for finding job and to do something of their livelihood. The environment of slum was very dirty. There are no facilities of pure water, well sanitation and suitable living place.

Some days ago, I had gone Khilgaon slum in Dhaka city. Here I talked with a girl Nazma. She is 18 years old. Her home district is Sariyatpur. She has lost her mother when she was 4 years old. After her mother dead her father got married again. Now her father and step-mother don’t communicate with her. Now she lives with her uncle and aunty.

Nazma is illiterate. When I asked about her education, she answered to me she has no any interest on education. What is the benefit of education? No one sent her to school in her childhood, she replied. She has lost her interest about education. Whole day she has worked in her uncle business. She has broken brick all day long. She has no any payment for this work. Alternately her uncle and aunty provide food, cloth and living place.

Friday, July 6, 2007

Bangladeshi Handicraft: “Nakshi Katha”

In our Bangladesh we have improved on handicraft business. We are also exporting our handicrafts to foreign countries. We are being appreciated from those countries for our nice handicrafts. We can introduce our country with the other countries through this business. This type of business is helping to reduce our unemployment problem. Women are also working on handicraft. I feel that it is a good sign for Bangladesh. We have different handicraft businesses. Among them Nakshi Katha is a famous handicraft. It is not only famous in Bangladesh but also in other countries. A framed Naksi Katha increases the beauty of a room by hanging on a wall. It is used at home, office, shopping complex etc. In the rural area of Bangladesh “Nakshi Katha” is a common handicraft. It is an art of neglected village women. Sometimes, some fashionable women of rural area pass their leisure period by designing Nakshi Katha. Nakshi katha is a tradition of village. It takes tatters, cotton and needles to weave a Nakshi Katha. Women weave it with their creative skills. They make special designs with different pictures on it with the colorful cottons. It takes three or four months to make a nakshi katha for a woman. It is mainly used for bed sheet and blanket. The Bangladeshi people feel proud for this. Nakshi Katha can be used as a gift item for new couple, especially from bride family in the rural area.

The seller was showing Nakshi Katha in the fair - picture by Taslima Akter

Now Nakshi Ktha is a famous and fashionable item of handicraft in the urban area. We can buy Nakshi Katha from different fair, shopping centre etc. In the fair most of the seller are women. The shopping centre Aarong is famous for Nakshi Katha design. The designs show the Bangladeshi culture.
Written by Shahana Akter Munia

Historical Place of Bangladesh: Pictures of Sonargaon

Pictures taken by Animesh Chandra Bain






Friday, June 29, 2007

A Tale of 26 February, 07: Fire on BSEC Bhaban-2

At that night Begum Khaleda Jia came to the patient. She did not do anything for them. She was asking funny question. Then she left the place. Next day the opposite leader Shekh Hasina came and gave 10,000 taka to them. 50, 000 taka was given to five patients. After three days he was discharged from the hospital. 10,000 taka was not sufficient for him. There were thirteen broken bones in his ankle. But the money wasn’t sufficient for him. From February to till now 60,000 taka has been spent for him. He came back home on 13 March. After returning home through his office by the Government he was given more 10,000 taka. The death people’s families were given 1 lac taka. This 20,000 taka can’t recover any injured person at present day. In our country for primary treatment we need enough money .Those weren’t sufficient money to get proper treatment. With the blessing of Allah, he over came his broken leg with one bandge. Now he can’t walk without a stick. Already he started to go to office with his injured leg. He has a burden family on his head .He has two daughters and two sons and they are students till now. The elder sister is married. She lives at her father-in-law’s house. The younger daughter can’t continue her study regularly because she has younger brohers.They also need to study. For this she is trying to earn something with her best, that will be helped she to continue her study. Md. Azizur Rhaman is an honest man for his accident he is suffering for money. He needs a strong support by mentally and economically.

I wish that, Allah must help him again and build up his children’s career for the strong support. He never accepts his daughters support without his sons’. So, the sons need better study.

written by Ayasha Siddika

My Favorite Season

I am Kaniz Fatema Kanta. Here I will share my thoughts about my favorite season.

My favorite season is Rainy Season. We know that Bangladesh is a land of monsoon .There is six seasons in Bangladesh. Each season has its own features. We can see new scenery in each season. When new seasons come, the natures become change. The people also feel different in each season. The rainy season is one of them.

The rainy season comes after summer. During the months from June to August, the monsoon wind blows from the south-west and brings heavy showers. The rainy season is most welcome to people because of relief from excessive heat. The sky becomes overcast with clouds and we can’t see the sun light. Sometimes it goes on raining for some days. The rainy season is a season when there happen continuous rainfalls. Ponds, canals, lakes and rivers become brimful. The roads become muddy some where. The roads are sunk by water almost every where. People come out carrying umbrellas. People life comes to a standstill. In Bangladesh there are many people who live on the footpath in open air, they have no shelter during the rainfall. They are to face danger during the rainy season. Often the schools and colleges remain closed. Some people are thinly attended in the office. Shops and market places become customer less. Day laborers and beggars suffer a lot.

The rainy season is a great blessing for our country. Cause our agriculture depends on this rain. If the rain does not come in time, our farmer won’t be able to leave a good harvest. Some times it rains so heavily that it causes flood and bring untold miseries to people. Some people dislike the rainy season. But I feel that there is a joy in watching the dark clouds and hearing the sound of rainfall. The nature looks fresh and green. That’s why I like the Rainy Season most.

written by Kaniz Fatema Kanta

Monday, June 25, 2007

The people of Bangladesh

Bangladesh is a small low –lying country in the South Asia. Bangladesh becomes independent in 1971 at the cost of supreme sacrifice of many valiant people. The ancient city Dhaka is the capital of Bangladesh. It is a very poor and populated country; Poverty is a great problem for our country people. Many people live in village. Many people are not educated. Now I am trying to describe about the men, women and children of Bangladesh.

Men: Many people are farmers. Most of the farmers are not educated. They are not able to send their children to school because of their poverty. They work hard in the field for a long time. Some farmers work in the field with their children. They think that their children don’t need education. The people of city always remain busy for their works. They go to office in the morning and return home at night. Many poor people live in the city. They are rickshaw puller, taxi driver etc. Sometimes the people of city go to travel with their family. The village people do not get spare time. When they get some spare time, they pass this time by gossiping, playing cards, listening stories, enjoying jarigan, sharigan, kabigan and by playing some country games like ha-du-du etc.

Women: The women of the city always remain busy for their works. Many educated women are working at office. Many educated women are teaching at schools, colleges and universities. Some educated women are teaching on computer courses. Many uneducated women live in our country. Some uneducated women work at many garments factory. Most of the women remain busy for their house hold work. The women of the city spend their time going out side with their families. The poor women spend their time by gossiping. Some women work with their husbands in the field. Some women sew Nakshikatha and sell those.

Children: The Bangladeshi street children are rootless. Everybody have some ideas about the street children of Bangladesh. The real picture of these street children is very pathetic. They are shelter less. They have no particular living or sleeping place. They sleep on the street. Some of them beg on the street. They may have parents. But their parents do not take proper care of them. they do not get any opportunity to go to school. They are complete illiterate. It is a matter of great regret. Today’s child is tomorrow’s future. So all of us including the government should take necessary steps; that they can enjoy their legal rights.

Written by Tahmina Akter

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Street Child of Dhaka City

The picture is taken by Animesh Chandra Bain

The childred are returning to the slum in the afternoon.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Life of a Rickshaw Puller in Dhaka City of Bangladesh (Rickshaw Puller of Bangladesh)

Written & pictures taken by Taslima Akter

Rickshaw is the most important transport of Bangladesh. The driver of risqwa comes from the lower level in Bangladesh society. Many people are driving Rickshaw for livelihood. Almost Rickshaw puller comes from the village of Bangladesh. The village of Bangladesh has no enough job opportunities I want to write something about Rickshaw puller of Bangladesh. I have talked with a Rickshaw puller. His name is Misir Ali. Miser Ali has born Comilla. He is 72 years old. He has been driving Rickshaw from 1972 in Dhaka city. He got married when he was 22 years old. He is father of 6 sons and one daughter. He has no idea about family planning. Though he has big family but he was happy with his family members. He is illiterate. He doesn’t know how to read and write. He has to face a lot of problem because of his illiteracy. He wanted to make educated his sons. But they are not interested to go school. His some sons are driving Rickshaw and some are run business. But they are no taking care to him. Every son is got married and they are live separately. Rickshaw driving is hard work. Now Misir Ali can’t drive Rickshaw like before. He has lost energy to driven. Now he has driven Rickshaw 3-4days in a week. Now he wants to take respite from work. But come in last time in life he has to done hard work for livelihood.

Saturday, June 9, 2007

Impress Telefilm's Shajghar: Bangladeshi Cinema

Written by Taslima Akter

For Impress Telefilm
Shajghar
Story : Humayun Ahmed
Script & Direction : Shah Alam Kiron
Starting: Manna, Mousomi, Nipun, Ajharul Islam Khan, Dighi, Abdul Halim Ajij, Kazi Hayat, Aloka Sarker

Summarizing of a tale

A crazy boy named Asif (Manna) has gotten prize doing drama in school at teenager. He gave up his acting because his father forbade him. At the time being of watching drama he met with Lina (Mousumi) who is the daughter of a judge, Wadud Ahmed's (Kazi Hayat) . Seeing Asif's acting she greeted to join at diner with them. Gradually their relationship changed into LOVE. Being disagreement of her father, she married Asif. After marriage she not only started her acting but also join in a school as a teacher. Lina had miscarriage for two times. When she pregnant again, she left the drama group. New girl Khusum (Nipun) attended in drama group. At a first glance Khusum loved Asif. Lina could feel the feelings of Khusum. Lina requested Asif to give up acting for their child who had not yet come. Asif left acting. But she requested khusum to going on her acting life by a letter. Asif and lina's family was enlightened to come of their first daughter Chandrashila (Dighi). Time is running by. By the request of Chandrashila they went to a travel, Coxsbazar. There they were met with a famous actress Puspa. Puspa, who was the new girl in drama group. After reminiscence abiding real actress Puspa left in her goal. Asif and lina forward in their following future.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

The Beggar in Dhaka City

written by Ayasha Siddika (Rita)

Beggar is a common project in our country. Those, the poor people, who have not any job they become beggar. Though they are begging from door to door but it is not their job. The lazy people do this. They never try to do other works and don’t try to find any work.

In our country begging is a popular project for some people. It is called project, because somebody deal this idea as their business. They make beggars and put into them in the field work. They are to fill up their targets in the whole day and hand over this begging money to their bosses.

Prophet Mohammad (SM) said, ‘Never beg and try to do some work.’ A beggar was made a woodman from His advice. He hated beggars. But now this hatred job is an expectant job for lazy people. If we make a survey, we can see that some beggars became rich. Then they took Begging as a profession. They don’t try to work at other professions but work hard in Begging.

In front of High Court Mazar, there is a platform of beggars. In the beggars they have multistoried building in Dhaka city. Few beggars are doing usury business. They are usurer.

At Uttara in Dhaka, there lived a beggar; those who has multistoried buildings and he also a usurer. A beggar can beg minimum 4 or 5 kg rice in their whole day. They sell it to their fixed shop and they take the money. They are the main rich person in our country. Funny, isn’t it!?! People of Rangpur, Shirajganj etc are taking the beggar description for their poverty.

In my view, they need food for work. This responsibility should be taken by the awareness people. They need the light of awareness about stop begging. We should give them any kind of work or profitable training. Because it is a stain for a country.

Bangladeshi Flower

This picture is taken by Animesh Chandra Bain..