I Am Asif

The last seven days saw the students of AUST on strike, again, abandoning the classes. This outburst was expected since the authority increased the semester fees of the bachelor courses by three thousand bucks. You may think that it's not a lot, and it is obvious that the expenditure of the varsity has increased as it has moved to its new campus and all, but honestly the authority doesn't have the right to increase a single taka, as the students were given specific figures about the cost of the total course. New students may be charged as they please to, but old students definitely don't deserve this, and it violates the commitment which were made to us when we were admitted. So, this strike was totally on the menu. That's why for the last seven days, students of all our departments have been shunning the classes and taking part in the 'Andolon'. In our varsity, strike doesn't mean blocking up the streets, burning cars and stuff like you see the students of...

The 1st, 2nd and 3rd May were the dates fixed for the 3 day Jamaat (of Tabligh ) from our mosque. It was actually due for the last week of April, but we couldn't get our Jamaat ready. Our destination was a village called Diabari. You might be thinking that it's so far away from Dhaka, instead it's just a 15 minute rickshaw ride away from our home. That's right, there are quite a few villages very close to Uttara which may one day become part of the city through urbanization. This village is located to the immediate west of sector 12 of Uttara, beyond the vast sands. The sands are the future site of the proposed new sectors of Uttara Model Town . Anyway, I went with the Jamaat, couldn't stay though, as my classes were on. On the second day after the Maghrib bayaan, me and some other brothers were just having a chat on the veranda of the mosque, while preparing our dinner. And then, within just a few seconds, out of nowhere came the storm. As I've already ment...