Sunday, April 11, 2010

1 Degree Of Creativity

I remember waking up at 7 A.M in the morning abruptly just to get a call from Hiya saying “aren’t you coming?” now that gives me a ‘bad buzz’ a term that I’m very used to hearing after spending hours with Hiya and the other 1di operatives over the past few months.

It took me several minutes on the phone where I pretended to be in a conversation with Hiya on the phone to realize that I begged the woman to become a Team Leader in the new project. The name of the event is still a Mystery of to me so lets call it ‘1 Degree of Creativity’.

After showing up more than half an hour late at Labaid, the place is now the official meeting point for us when we go to Puran Dhaka, mainly because it’s really close to Hiya’s home, being the EC does have its perks. I got sidetracked let us get back into the topic. After showing up late at Labaid me and Hiya and some other EC who’s name I constantly forget ventured onto the depth of Puran Dhaka looking for schools which Hiya targeted to be the places where we then tainted the minds of little children forever.

One of the places that I remember would be Midford Hospital. It was the first meeting point in Puran Dhaka. Having all these meeting points make me feel like an actual agent constantly engaged in rendezvous. Well anyway we got our first school, WVA Primary School and along with it we got Calandar High School. With both being in the same building.

The First Class went in a very unorthodox fashion. I was still nagging Hiya and the others for my school for Drama. And the First class was in WVA Primary. It was Apurbo’s art class where we all painted the green and red Bangladeshi National Flag. Also getting our face painted in the process. I’d rather not talk about the event due to the size involved

Then Hiya got busy with her division in Calandar High School where she did Dance, the same place where I’m currently banned from going. I got my school, Islamia High School for drama, the school and I had something in similar in being a ‘bad buzz’ to Hiya. Actually it’s a great school! The kids there were, in my humble and modest opinion, the best there was out of all the schools with the brightest kids.

Basically there were five subjects that Hiya was interested in during the event. And after the teaching-the-kids-process. We needed to showcase our talent in Laal Kuti in Puran Dhaka. The subjects were

  • Art, which was crafted in WVA Primary School by Apurbo.
  • Song, which was orchestrated in WVA Primary school too later by Asmina
  • Dance, which was choreographed in Calandar High School by Hiyaman
  • Poem, which was recited in Islamia High School too by The Guy Who’s Name I Keep Forgetting
  • Drama, which was directed by Me and my partner Imran in Islamia High School

After a month of bonding with the kids and sharing what we know unto them. The show was creeping nearer everyday.

Hiyahoo booked the event at the 9th in spite of us being desperately under schedule. It’s mainly because she has to go India. She still didn’t leave yet. Woohoo!

We were all in breaking point as we had to cram entire plays in the minds of the kids in very little time. Imran and I managed to do 3 plays to atleast 20 kids in 2 days. Asmina had her singing classes under my nose and I don’t think she had much time either. Hiyatacular, being the leader in everything and the ruler of the world, I mean 1di, she got her dancing team ready very quickly and in schedule. Apurbo had little worries as he was in charge of Art, and he didn’t have to showcase much. I don’t think anything was done with the Art…. Hmm……

We were all basically in breaking point through out the whole event that’s what I’m thinking. I know one word that I can just say out loud or write in this ‘small’ journal of 1 Degree of Creativity that can make a few people shudder and fear…. Here it comes… PROPS!

Yes Props! We were supposed to showcase what we taught our kids for less than a month in an Auditorium with a stage with a background that needed to be filled. Hiyasaurus forgot about the entire thing. So we had one week to carve out Styrofoam (sp?) and paste brown paper to make a couple of trees, millions of flowers, a house, which we forgot to put on, a sun which we forgot to make, a horsehead which we ignored and three flowerheads that we didn’t need and swords which were destroyed during the event.

The Props were surprisingly done completely thanks to the few people that goes by the names Nooha, Shababa and Ayon…. The rest were just there to show their faces during the event….

I still have a lot to write. To make a long story short, or atleast shorter than it should be right now. We had one day left so we checked out the auditorium. It was BEAUTIFUL and so vintage-like. We checked out everything and put down all the unfinished props there and I checked the sound board and lights, I had a bad feeling about everything that went in the hours afterwards….

I came home at 12 am that night. I was surprisingly allowed to go out one more time at 7 in Meeting Point *10 taka to the people who are reading to guess where the place was* to go to Puran Dhaka. I was late by half an hour again, the nostalgia. And then I saw that there weren’t enough people there.

During the event we were underhanded and we were low on man power and the kids showed up late so we didn’t have much time to dress rehearse, so we didn’t EVER…

And this is how the show went out… Bullet Points!

  • The Great Announcers came to the stage and no one could hear them. My fault.
  • The dances went very well as It was choreographed by King Hiya.
  • The Songs were beautifully sung by Asmina and her kids and the guy who did guitar was awesome!
  • The poems went almost picture perfect as one of the girls had severe stage fright and ran from the stage crying
  • The Dramas went pretty well. Sonar Bopon, was a huge success as the three guys had their lines crisply memorized and performed amazingly well on-stage. Bir Purush went really well lead by a substitute khoka who did perfect.
  • The last drama, Choto Laal Dupatta, which was supposed to be the main event, went tragically as we forgot to add in a few magical ingredients which should’ve made the show fantastic but we forgot. My bad.

Basically the show was under-cast, under-manned and basically every word that goes with the word ‘under’. But it was a great show and we all had fun and especially the kids. I still miss them and I hope to do it all over again after my exams are over and when Hiya! At the Disco comes back from India.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Embarassing stories... The Mojo And Pohela Boishak!

Yes this is the story that you all have been waiting for, but people lets wish my friend Salman a Happy Birthday. I even made a b'day song for him!

♫happy birthday piece of shit
Your birthday gift is a pile of shit
Your ugly face looks like shit
Everything i rhyme
I rhyme it with shit!
Because.... *long golar taan*
YOU ARE A PIECE *guitar solo*
OF SHIIIIIIT! ♫
Yes I love this song and well lets continue on with the story.......


Well it was April the 14th! My favorite holiday. Pohela Boishak! It's the most festive holiday of Bangladesh, and because of the new politicians and idiotic Islamic preachers who lie and say that we all should be serious and boring people, we don't have much to celebrate and this is practically the only one where we can go all out! Well every year, people from my school go to CBFCC or something like that, its a huge place where at least a thousand people can party without worrying. Well I went there uninvited, since I left school years ago, I miss it terribly. Well anyway me and my friend were incharge of a stall, we wound up selling a lotta stuff, but we bought so many stuff to sell that we actually broke even. Oh goodie! Oh wow the "Oh goodie" thing is back! Anyway I had a lotta Mojo to drink and I think if you scroll down a bit you can know what a Mojo is.


Well the things I did were not something to be proud of, but since I am W.Azam I am proud of it. What I did first was sell fans like those poor people on the street
Me : Pankha Pankha daam beesh taka, Pankha Pankha onek pankha
Translator : 'Pankha' means fan, 'Daam' means worth, 'Beesh taka' means twenty taka and 'Pankha' can also mean cool. So in English it would sound like...
Me : Fans for sale fans for sale, twenty taka each, fans for sale fans for sale its uber cool!


That one one of the things the other things were taking as many random pictures with people as possible, that too with the absolute same expression..

Yes these are odd pictures indeed and look at my cousin's expression in the 1st photograph


Well I did a lot more things like trying to swindle my schoolmates to buying stuff in high prices!
And a lot more fun stuff like go crazy with my friends and buy drinks, non-alcoholic drinks, to all the pretty people and.... And one thing I will never be proud of...
Well I was hanging out with a few new friends and I was really high on Mojo power now because I had like 20 of them. I thought that the person next to me was a girl and I *ahem* I held her hand but then...
ta ta taaaa!

Well the girl turned out to be a dude, yes I held a dudes hand!
When I held his hand, I thought that it was the girl, but it wasn't!
I looked at her with some smirky face, well it wasn't a her was it?
Me and that guy: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Me : This thing never happened ok ?
Guy : Yup this never happened...
He wound up telling everybody he could....

Well to sum it up
1# I love Mojo
2# I shouldn't drink Mojo
3# But I have to drink Mojo or I'll explode
4# Try to atleast control myself while I drink Mojo
and finally
5# Never hold a dude's hand ever again


This has been Wasi from Scribbled Up! with his twenty eighth post ever
Somethings will never change!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

A Cola Named Mojo Makes Me High!

Hello People, My friend's got a girlfriend and he hates that betch, he tells me everyday, "man i gotta lose my chick in the worst kinda way". She sits on her butt, he works his head to the bone, to give her money every pay day, but she wants more dinero just to stay at home. Well my friend you gotta say, "I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way, now now why don't you get a job! Say no way, no way, no waay, now now why dont you go get a job!"


I came up with that all by myself, now lets talk about the topic, yes, a product, a carbonised, liquid and ed
ible product, it's just like coca-cola but more sweeter and sugary and cheaper, it's known as 'MOJO' and it's awesome!


Yes this is just awesome! look at it! It's so small and compact and it costs only around 12 taka, which is like 15 US pennies. And it is sugary and sweet and it tastes like a cola flavoured lollipop, I am unsure whether u had it or not. By the way I hate Lil' Wayne for ever making that song! I used to go to classes and stuff with a lollipop in my mouth, as a sign of me hating cigarettes, but no! He had to make that song and ruin it for me! Screw him! By the way my cousin has a friend named Him but that's another story. Well anyway just look at the awesomeness, even the bottle looks awesome! Well you can't see it properly with just the first photo, so let me show you other pictures of it. By the way, these pictures were really hard to find.


Yes yes i know that you want one right now, well if you want it, you gotta come visit Bangladesh! Hear that people? Come to Bangladesh and enjoy Mojo!


Well I have had a few memories about Mojo, the thing is, the thing makes me high. One day, not an ordinary day, it was "Pohela Boishak" and well ssomething very strange happened! And I will tell you about that later, until then, which is gonna be sometime tonight, goodbye...


This has been Wasi with his twenty seventh ever blog post
I hope he finishes that "Pohela Boishak" story soon!

A small peek at Tasfia's "g.σ.ℓ.в....ℓσℓ"

Heyy guys, supp? I'm good. Oh nothing *ten minutes later*. Oh nm... What are you doing ? Oh I'm doing nothing. That's how you chat don't you!

Well today lets take a sneak peak at 'g.σ.ℓ.в....ℓσℓ' a blog written by most funniest friend, and if you don't know her name by now, I will positively kill you... What happened to the font? Oh dayum it.... Well she's got one pretty neat blog... Lets see a little big of 'g.σ.ℓ.в....ℓσℓ' btw don't as for the link, or I'll kill you!I know where you live, I'm not joking, I'm serious, I'm not being lame because I'm not lying....

The following blog POST's link is right HERE

"lol...well as you can see from the title school is opening. But it's scarier than that...school is opening in just THREE DAYS!!! AAHHHH!!! *faints*....
*regains consciousness* hey everyone what's u-...why do you all look so scared??....what are you guys looking at??....why are u screaming at the calendar??...OMG school opens in 3 days!!!?? *faints again*....
*regains consciousness again*...hey everyo----
well you get the point...so yea I bet you guys are saying that...wait didn't you say you missed school in some earlier post??? :O you lied to us!!!!NOOO....*faint*"


Ok what is up with my fonts today? Maybe its the copy pasting and if your a dumb rock.. Well let me give it to you again it's right THERE and if you want something random then check it out!


Well this has been Wasi from Scribbled Up! with his twenty sixth ever blog post
Wow this is the first time he said that with this font!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Ahh what I did today while I was bored

Hello people, Asalam-mu-Alaikum people, Bonjour people, Aloha people, Hola people, Greetings people, Ding Dong people, and well you know where I'm getting at. Bahaaa!

Well today I was all bored and I did what all bored teenaged guys do who love themselves, yes take photos of themselves in the bathroom, but unlike the others, I edited my photos in a very funny way, unlike what the others do an its all boring and stuff....

Well if you wanna go look at the photos then go HERE but you gotta add me first if you wanna comment which I suggest you do. And Tasfia, I know that your going all "your selfobsessed" now but didn't I say that I already was?.... Well lemme give you a sneak peak of what you might see!
Yes I am hot

That is just me joking.... I couldn't think of anything to post so why not post this well, anyway i guess that this is just it.... Maybe I sould start doing something like Tasfia does in her blog, go HERE if you wanna see it


Well this has been Wasi of Scribbled Up! with his twenty fifth ever blog post
Notice that Wasi never ends his blog posts with a full stop??