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The Unofficial Anthems of Bangladesh

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liberation war & March 26 special issue - music *This article is dedicated to my 4+month old son ABEER...i love u baba, may u know the true history of our existence :-]    The Unofficial Anthems of Bangladesh There are some patriotic songs of contemporary impression which boils our blood with nationalistic passion, give us goose bumps and even make our hair standup. Writes Faizul Khan Tanim A not-so super-star singer-songwriter Kaiser Cartel once wrote and sang these beautiful lines and got his name nailed in the heart of good tunes - End of the day on the subway, in my ear, along the way, the headphones play...i can hear you, you’re my favourite song...i want to sing it again . And call it remembrances or loyalty, there are some songs about Bangladesh which give you immense kicks to sing them again...and again...and again. Bangladesh had its fair share of these songs from pre-Liberation era and the phase while we got our independence. However, there are som

Food for Thought - A Foodie’s Trip Around Dhaka

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Food for Thought - A Foodie’s Trip Around Dhaka Once again Faizul Khan Tanim goes out on a food quest and came back absolutely mesmerized It was a random day and one of those bleak days as well that this stomach wanted to indulge in an explosion between unusual food and a gurgling stomach’s digestion juices. And I must confess that these wide range of food items can be very potent, tempting and cure emotion sickness on top of catering a rendezvous with voracious appetite. To begin with, I was hungry and needed energy in my blood stream and what can fetch it more speedily than eggs? So I spotted this van near Shahbagh which says Dim Cake/Egg Cake (Taka 20 each). And to my mind’s amusement and my stomachic curiosity, the person making the cake or pie was putting in raw egg in between a rush of golden yellow liquid dough. And what came out of the stove? A delightful oval cake with the sun in the centre of full boiled texture and my god it had such an im

And how does your watch tick for you?

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And how does your watch tick for you? Faizul Khan Tanim writes on the availability of original premium wrist watches and how they are grooming generations So, how does your wrist watch depict you? What makes it tick for you? Most of these time pieces can be more complex than the inner brains of your computer and some of them may hold more history than you learned till grade 10. At the same time, they can be as pricey as your first second-hand car...a wrist watch will not only give you time but give others the impression of your taste through the radium hour hands on the dial, stainless steel bracelet, ceramic links or leather straps, embedded stones and the gold, platinum, titanium finishes...however big or small, it will definitely make your personality sing. The number of watch/time piece collectors have increased in this country and there are both the affluent class aficionados whose hobby is collecting unique and classy pieces like Rolex, Omega, Patek Philippe,

Fire epidemic in the apparel sector

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Fire epidemic in the apparel sector Faizul Khan Tanim writes on the epidemic that can cost us a lot “In Bangladesh, the words ‘safety’ and ‘regulation’ are only meant for the upper class of the society. The poor will be poorer and more prone to fatality and death because our lives have no value and since there is an explosion of population, garment workers are a genre of labours, readily available after little training. Tell me why should I not come to this conclusion? Would you be able to count the number of deaths caused by fire in the garment factories after the 80’s? And after so many incidents and being the world’s second-biggest clothing exporter, at least three big events each year takes place and its the same issues – inferior fire drills, escapes and locked fire exit doors killing scores of my colleagues, which are issues never addressed properly”, these opinions were voiced by a 29 year-old garment worker from Savar requesting anonymity, who saw at leas