Blog by the students, for the students, of the students
tarc onek miss kori.rat e jkhn dream dekhi tkhn mone hoi ami tarc e asi tkhn mon ta onek valo hoe jai
Gosh, how winds and storms are sweeping a plenty over you,
While I shower all my anxiety over this little Princess,
For I a vagabond, have never before been able to share my pain, believe it true,
Before You came to my life one day, and
Since, have kept all my demons at bay.
She came to my life, as light to a blind mans eye,
And since then what she has done has been nothing short of miracles,
Oh how she strained, her own body and mind,
To halt my aching heart’s agonizing cry.
Oh fairest Princess, your efforts are for me plenty a bliss,
But never assume that all this is in vein,
For know that somewhere a Prince resides,
Who shelters a huge heart that for only you it beats,
Who shall never leave you alone, never let go of your hand,
Even in the face of the darkest abyss.
We shall live together, jaan, and die together,
We shall join our spirits and fly together,
We shall laugh and cry together.
For know that <-S->, for you, there shall forever be a <-T->, and no other.
(a foolish attempt at poetry heheh…)
Miss my dorm, Miss you TARC
We, TARC RS FALL’10 were the 25th batch of RS. 24 batches passed away before from this TARC campus….. We are crying started from previous night we left TARC and its the next day we left TARC but still crying for TARC,missing TARC…… because of the memories at TARC……. like us, all these 24 batch has memories and as i have heared, crying at the time of coming back from TARC has been a rule,that obviously proves how much students love TARC that they are going back to their family and beloved once but they are not willing to go,they want to stay back and crying so much…. the savar campus is our bank of memories…. all these 25 batch students has their own memories, special memories at TARC….. and because of that TARC is the most important place for the TARCishh peoples…… so if we can get a chance to get together at TARC once a year i think each and every student would be grateful to the authority.
Today… the morning of 10th december, 2010…… a morning out side TARC….. the final morning at TARC we have left last day at TARC……. i want TARC morning back… i wannna go back to my room, my bed….. i wanna attened anthem….. i wanna have breakfast,tea break,lunch,dinner with my friends…… i hate dhaka…. i want my friends all together :’(
TARC is over…and the culmination of the value of our activities were summed up through today.. 9th Dec’s last gathering at Markuli Hall, where apparently our worths were personififed by the handing out of awards and certificates…. and to be honest it felt like a last departing “f u” from the admins.
The VC certificate selections was pure ..how do u call it… “nautanki”. Congrats to all of you ofc who got it….but u must amit u had to be surprised wen they called out ur name. Only a handful of who were rewarded actually deserved it. With all due respect, many of the people who got the certificates, i dint even know their names before. The major criteria of getting the certificate seems to be jst being a Semester Secretary or a Sports Sec .. which rly blows… coz the selction procedure of Sem and Sports Sec wer so stinking reatrded… i mean the “boooos” and agony amongst everyone during the assembly when announcing some of the Sceretaries name wer enough to sugggest tht. However its not tht people who dint rly do much and enjoyd the free ride and still got the certificate is what pisses me off… its people who deserve it and still dint get it coz of the low mentaility of the selectors – the admin and faculty is what disgusts me!! And I m not even speaking for myself… people like Tahmid and Raisa… even tho I m not rly fond of em… i gotta admit they did 3 times more for arranging activitis n stuff than some of the ppl who got the VC jst for showing their faces as Sports or Sem secrtry.
I myself was the prime contender for being the Sports secrtry from my Dorm for one of the weeks, the House tutor urged me to be the SS – i said fine! U kno wats funny ? my roomate was made the SS instead coz I wasnt in my room when the House Tutor of our Dorm went to my room to search for me the night before the selction day. He was feeling rly sleepy…so he dint bother to look around for me in the dorm and instead promptly made my roomate the SS, and then merrily went to sleep..lol! Ya .. the selection procedure of the secretaries were that f”ed up! And u know what.. these ppl then went on to win the VC while more deserving ones didnt.
Then there wer the best player in each sports. I wonder who the F were in charge of selecting them lol.. Some wer ok i guess (eg..cricket, boys badminton), one was not even the champ in the respected tournament held for that sport ( … ehem ehem girls badminton !).. and some according to tht sports community was not the best selection ( ehem.. TT ). Hell, they dint even reawrd the best football player coz they wer so fking afraid that is they had made a stupid selection for football, like they f’ed up the other sports, it wud angry the crowd beyond control… hahah..
They said they rewarded leaders…i say they rewarded SLAVES (people who ran after the teachers’ and admins’ asses all day and sucked up to them instead of doing anything real or having any real talent). Those who wer actual Leaders wer overlooked because of ..yes u know!…tht magic word!…that word that has made our country “sonar bangla” …yes tht word … POLITICS!!
One imp lesson tht TARC has definitely taught me….if u wanna be sth in this country.. pack up ur guiters and throw away ur bats and balls and piss all over tht dream of living on ur talent.. coz talent isnt rewarded here in Bangladesh…politics is all tht matters.
BECOME A POLITICIAN…
I know jst like many would agree with me, many would also disagree(specially those who got rewarded undeservingly or their friends)…but this is my opinion and every1s entitled to there’s… so there goes my two cents… thank u and to friedns who dint get the awards they deserved.. do not despair.. for who the F cares if u dint get a shitty piece of paper, ur all heroes in our books…Best of luck to u all for the exams…cyao
Ami amar ai prio TARC chere chole jete chai na….. TARC er sob kichu k j ami onek beshy valobeshe felechy….ki kore thakbo ami ekhan theke chero biday nia?! proti ti sriti……amak tariye berabe sarati jibon….prochondo kanna pasche…..mone hoscha jano j kono mulle TARC k akre dhore rakhi…..! TARC life tai amar jiboner sorbo sresto koi ta din jekhane ami sob peyechy..ja ja amar mon cheyecha….jani na kal ki korbo….chockher jole buk vashiye ai TARC charte jaschy ami…..r shai special manush ta k…..jar protita goti bidhi ami proti muhurte tikhno vabe lokkho kortam…..he is really a special one for me whom i have found in TARC….BUT mojar bepar ai j…tar sathe ai 2 mas 22 dine amar ak bar o kotha bola hoye utheni…kano janina…..jani na koknono bolte parbo ki na,,,,,
Can we get our 2nd and 3rd quiz marks before leaving TARC? boro tension e asi bhai, number gula kothao diya den please….
Away from our urban life, the excursion trip of exactly 2 months and 23 days provided us with a recreational area to enjoy and learn form a whole lot of experiences. It seemed like within these days, I had observed lot of things. Actually learned a lot, encountered different personalities, render thanks and learned from my deeds. I believe we are here not for only education but to learn far beyond. We learned our past to answer the questions of our identity and our existence. We had filled our brains with knowledge (or may be not), information that were unknown and mysterious, chain of incidents which some believe as coincidence or to some as indication of greater significance. Thus, when we look at everything and try to acknowledge them, sometimes we do criticize about certain things. We tend to develop a critical mind. History helped us to comprehend our past and remedy the mistakes done in the past. Well, the ethical theory evoked us to reason about what we are doing and for what. It ignited us to question about everything and anything around us enabling us to master what we are doing. Apart from knowing ourselves, we got the chance to know about others, see them as they go on with their lives. Sometimes we criticize about their misdeed, laugh on their personalities, scorn them for their acts but we also seem to be the first to raise a helping hand, shower advices in dilemma and ensure that the trust remains intact. So as we embark on our journey, we must believe that each of us can make a contribution, and each of us can do our best where we are. Those little efforts will work constructively to help produce something overwhelming to this world.