Showing posts with label funny story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funny story. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 16, 2021

June 16, 2021

Public Toilets of Bangladesh!

A public Restroom situated in Dhaka, Bangladesh.


 17th June (12:17AM-12:23AM)

So this story of mine revolves around my whole coming back incident from Jessore. I was panicking a lot as I had to leave my dear cousins. And that panicking was implemented by my urinary system. Like bruh, I had to use the washroom 15 times the night before the journey. And this thing got continued on the way. On the way, I used the public toilets 4 times. Yess, from Jessore to Dhaka, I used the restrooms 4 freaking times! The condition of toilets is so unsatisfying. You can realize from the fact that I was gonna puke. And guess what? How much did I pay for those 4 worst seconds of my life? 10 taka (0.12 dollars). Yes, 10 takas (0.12 dollars) for every time I use the public restroom. I guess nowadays, using public restrooms in Bangladesh is a matter of luxury. Just nothing to say. I will rate those nasty restrooms -999/10. Never use them. Rather get dehydrated for a day!

Sunday, June 13, 2021

June 13, 2021

Solution To My Anger

 

Anger Management

13th June 2021, (7:49PM-8:11PM)

Well, well, well, I am a very boy with an unnatural source of anger. I don't know why or how, but sometimes I turn out to be a ferocious animal. But if I continue being that, I will get unaccepted by Bangladeshi society. This stereotypical society won't even treat my illness. That's why I found a solution to this. I'm gonna buy a very ferocious-looking animal mask that will cover my whole head. Then I will lock my door and set a playlist of Kazi Nazrul Islam's poems. I will walk around my room and listen to the poems wearing that mask. I will also try to buy a fake gun and hold it in my left hand. I will put on my watch as well. I don't know if that's gonna be a nice idea. But it is weird. And weirdness makes me happy. You can try it if you have a supportive family.

~~ 😊😔 ~~

Saturday, June 12, 2021

June 12, 2021

A Nightmare





 13th June 2021 (12:39AM-1:08AM)

For Context- Shayonti and Rahat are my younger cousins who are aged 8 and 11 probably.

This is not one of my ideas. Rather it is proof that I possess a very unnatural creative mind. So I saw this dream today. Where I have my mum, shayonti, and me at the pukur par (almost like a folklore pool) of my nana bari (grandpa's). A Royal Bengal Tiger from a radius of 30-45 meters appeared suddenly. I freaked out badly. My mum told me to relax because it is roaring a lot just like a dog and a barking dog seldom bites. At that freaking moment, Shayonti out of nowhere jump from the chair and went near the tiger. The tiger was under my favorite mango tree. The tiger was looking so ferocious and was looking hungry enough that seemed like it could eat 29 shayontis. But some supernatural power didn't let it eat my sister. And can you even imagine what she did? She slapped that tiger 4 times so hard that it stopped roaring and started crying. YES, I SAW A TIGER CRYING IN MY DREAM. And then she went up on the tree, plucking mangoes and she started eating mangoes sitting on the tree. Then my younger cousin Rahat appeared and started mocking me for my fear of that tiger. He also slapped that tiger 4 times. The tiger was about to cry more and complain to me about this. Rahat started eating mangoes as well. The tiger started stepping towards me. I was at the highest level of getting scared. And Thank God, My Alarm clock saved me exactly at 10:10 AM. 

I would like to clarify that it was a true nightmare and I'm no animal torturer kinda man. I love animals. And I can't even think of slapping a tiger. Like cmon bruh! Can you slap a tiger? So please don't call out me about this. Thank you and Good Night

June 12, 2021

Skeletons For My Birthday!

A Skeleton with cake

 11th June, 2021 (1:25AM-1:38AM)

At this moment of time, I am not so full of beans. But keeping this thought as a nice memory in this digital diary. So lately I have been talking with the Young Ladies (the loving sisters Trishna and Neetima). Shotto Bhaiya as well xD. But I have a sudden feeling that they are gonna get irritated with me and stop talking daily after a sudden time. So I have a solution to this. Imma buy a skeleton and pet it. I will name it Rabindranath Thakur (for a reason). I will call it Robin or Robi. I will dress him in my old Panjabi and pajama and sunglasses as well. I will share my stories with him. I will sleep with him beside me as if he is just my sibling. Oh, I will buy that on my birthday 3rd December.

I don't know why I even think of doing this weird stuff. Perhaps my anxious mind wants some recreation.

~~😃😟~~

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My name is Shomudro. Im a debater, wannabe youtuber and a day-dreamer. I write stories from my life, ideas from my cerebrum and tips from experience