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http://ekushey.org/projects/browser_ime/qwerty-phonetic/
I was reading Aman’s Life with a meaning
I really liked his thought
… now I think the meaning of life lies in some contribution to the community/communities I belong. Little or more doesn’t matter, can be a software, can be piece of knowledge, can be a little help to some of those who need, can be a research for the greater betterment… doing something which so not limited only to myself.
Then, I started to think ‘how do I think about my life’? I had my homework done so I did not take much time to comment on Aman’s post.
define(’LIFE_MEANS’, ‘learning from mistakes’);
redefine(’LIFE_MEANS’, ’stop thinking why PHP cannot compile `redefine`’);
redefine(’LIFE_MEANS’, ‘knowing life does not has to be a meaning after death’);
redefine(’LIFE_MEANS’, ‘present tense’);
redefine(’LIFE_MEANS’, ‘my smile that makes other guy smile too!’);
During final year research project, known as CSE499 in CSE Department of NSU, we – Suzana, Tanzil and I were asked to write a paper on our project ‘vBulletin Calendar API‘. Suzana was happy with her grade but she was about to fly for post-graduation. I was not finished with my coursework and not much interested into writings. Eventually, Tanzil took the lead for writing paper on our project theme and he did good, very good. Our faculty advisor, K. Shajadul Hasan, must be credited because without his guidance and careful moves this paper would not have seen light on earth.
Five months afterwards, Suzana got admitted in University of Windsor, Tanzil got himself in The University of Sheffield and I was about to say ‘tata’, ‘good bye’ North South University. While doing course-analysis with Chairman secretary Mr. Saidur, our faculty advisor paid a sudden visit with smiling face. I was exited and let my project partners know the paper was selected for 11th International Conference on Computer and Information Technology – ICCIT 2008.
ICCIT 2008 was held in KUET but I did not show-up for the presentation. Our paper is not going to be published from IEEE. My friend’s efforts went in vain.
I didn’t stop working on that project. During last one year, whenever I got time, continued to work on it. A more specific implementation vBulletin XML-RPC-Server API has been released in vBulletin.org community. I feel good because I get direct and positive response from its users.
Have you listened to Kingston Trio’s famous song?
Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing.
Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago.
Where have all the flowers gone, young girls picked them, every one.
When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing.
Where have all the young girls gone, long time ago.
Where have all the young girls gone, gone to young men every one.
When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?Where have all the young men gone, Long time passing.
Where have all the young men gone, Long time ago.
Where have all the young men gone, gone to soldiers every one.
When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?Where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing.
Where have all the soldiers gone, long time ago.
Where have all the soldiers gone, gone to graveyards, every one.
When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?Where have all the graveyards gone, long time passing.
Where have all the graveyards gone, long time ago.
Where have all the graveyards gone, gone to flowers, every one.
When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn?
The way 2008 started for me was not bad at all!
I didn’t know how to love a living thing: a human, a bird, an animal, a tree… never had long lasting feelings or passion for the place I live, cloths I wear, music I hear. Like an angel she came into my life and taught me love. I was not ready for that feelings.
When I came to know it was the ancient true feelings I was having, she left me. She was frightened at looking to the future I could possibly give her. The future, the life was not what she dreamt for. May be I could give that life, but I didn’t want to weave that way.
Few days ago, a friend (of mine) and I meet in a cafe. Let’s name him Herbert Pocket.
Pocket: I knew she would be doing this.
I said to myself, everyone knew that! I blinked my eyes twice and tried to give him a smile.
Pocket: I really am worried about you.
Here he goes… another attempt of gluing my broken heart.
Pocket: You know wherever she is, she is doing good. You should find another girl.
I blinked my eyes few more times; tried to affirm: “I’ll”.
Days pass by and I look into myself.. deeper and deeper. What do I actually want? Happiness?
What brings Happiness?
In 2008, I lost what I never had. Everyday I pretend to be someone else keeping a fake smile all over my face. Have you ever looked into my eyes?
Yes, I want Happiness. Happiness inside me, among the people I live with. But again, what’s Happiness? Not the bank balance, not the fame, not the human relationship, not the pizza, not the society, not the dream, not the desire I posses can bring me Happiness. I’ve all these… a good amount.
I know what brings Happiness and I want to share that Happiness with you. But today I am desperate to feel it, touch it, smell it… alone.
In 2009, I’ll get what I ever had. Even so I’ll be in “The Pursuit of Happyness“.
Today I spent whole day with Trippertians in their office. I feel excited as I’ll be able to do this on a regular basis. Yesterday I was confirmed that I was recruited as PHP developer in TrippertLabs, Inc (BD).
Right now I’m the most junior member in Bangladesh team, consists of 19 other expert developers. I liked everyone of them at first “hello” because, surprisingly enough, I found everyone of them are ego-less, friendly, fun-loving and most importantly co-operative.
I’ll be working in MobRacer project which is lead by Anupom bhai.
I look forward to learn a lot! 
P.S: My official email is: saumen@trippertlabs.com